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villainii · 2 years
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Villainii’s ABC of Anime Husbands: [K] → Kurono Yuichiro
"It's time to play with your Uncle Reaper again."
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fivekrystalpetals · 1 year
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more shows need to do this— make the characters face fandom impression of themselves and watch them—
1] get shocked at how ooc they are written in fandom
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2] have a self-realization about themselves
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3] get offended bc they are way more stronger than what the fandom thinks of them
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threeandthirteen · 1 year
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UGH HE'S HERE- HUSBAND TATTOO- I LOVE HIM SO MUCH-
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yuichi-ro · 1 year
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◈ 𝘠𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦 || 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺
◈ 𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: one year ago today @ 6:20 pm I just admittedly ruined my life with a fictional man and I’m both proud and embarrassed to say I’m still madly in love with the bastard
cw: fem!Reader, second person POV, selfship insinuated, fluff/comfort word count: 2.9k
◈ ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ/ʙʟᴀɴᴋ/ᴀɢᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ◈
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““Did you hear?”
“Yeah he moved out of the residents where the pyrokentics stay.”
“They’re all mostly dumb little kids anyways they should have kicked him out ages ago.”
“Shh don’t let management hear you. I heard they hired him on full time as an employee in the power development branch.”
“Are you serious? He’s still going to be here?”
“Worst of all...that greenhorn of a medical officer willingly took him in.”
“Took him in?”
“They’re living together.”
“Does that woman have a death wish? Does she know who she let into her own home?”
“It’s a shame, she would have made a great doctor. Oh well.”
You’d been subjected to it all. From the stares like you were stricken with leprosy. To the intrusive questions any sensible person wouldn’t dare to ask of a practical stranger. The opinions of others fell on your shoulders one by one like bricks as they tried to build a house around you to understand why exactly, out of all the people in the world, you agreed to let The Reaper live with you.
“Everyone shut up. I’ll do it. Kurono can live with me.”
Those words still rang true when you said them. No one clapped or patted your back at the board meeting when you were the only one to step up and offer a welcoming home to the freshly written off third gen. Who could really blame them? He was on thin ice as an asset with the damage he’d caused in multiple rooms during treatment. Just the money alone spent to contain his tephrosis could have funded something else or extended a lease on something in any of the multitude of fingers Haijima had in the Tokyo Empire’s daily life. For what should have been a begging, thankful man as an outcome. Only made a surly, hard to work with, intimidating bully of a man who no one wanted to shoulder the burden up. 
So in reality, you were the first one to place the very first brick on your shoulders. Bearing the weight of your decision you made all on your own. Even without a pay raise.
Like most hyped up things, they’d slowly become yesterday's news.
The questions, intrusive and rude, trickled down to a near stop after a while. A new arrangement becoming old news to everyone. Only employees in their first week on the job would yank you aside to ask in a hushed voice if you were ok after their first encounters with The Reaper. To which you’d laugh it off in the end. At first it would prickle your nerves and leave a sour taste in your mouth at the audacity from people who didn’t even know your first name yet alone anything about you or him. Now though you only chuckled in their face and let the concerned newbie know what you two had planned for dinner and that you’d let them know tomorrow if the meal sat well with you or not. No one thought it was as funny as you did. Still thought they insisted on asking so you never gave them the answer they were looking for.
Because it simply wasn’t there. Living with Kurono just; really wasn’t that different from living alone. For the better part of the adjustment period that was. You two went to the same place to work. He wasn’t a bad cook so you split kitchen duties down the middle. Clean and tidy in both personal and shared spaces so chores were never an issue. Already equipped with the tools to talk to him because of treatment as well as being the only coworker to tread those waters. Going from work to home wasn’t much of a change. The only thing different wasn’t the leery stares you got from overly concerned strangers who didn’t know the first thing about either of you two. Their fear was rooted in what you could only excuse as a natural instinct. Maybe yours had been dulled the longer you were around him. Leaving you perhaps vulnerable but to what you weren’t exactly sure. Kurono hardly expended more energy than an average house cat on a particularly busy day. That lull in complacency is probably why the first time he woke you up at night, you weren’t that startled to see his familiar set of orange eyes on you.
“...What- Yuichiro- What- What time is it?” You fished for your phone when absolutely no light was trickling in from your curtains. And were even more surprised to see it was barely past midnight. Asleep just long enough to be disoriented when there was a soft wrap of knuckles on the door. He’d succeeded in waking you up but when you rubbed your face squinting Kurono remained motionless in the doorway, “Is something wrong? Did I forget to turn something off?”
This was probably the moment all your coworkers tried to warn you about over the past few months. How most of them would be in hysterics if The Reaper had stood in their doorway with minimal backlighting to illuminate his figure in the doorway. At that very moment all you could do was think you left rice in the rice cooker or the stove on after meal prep.
“Can’t sleep.” Kurono finally voiced.
Not what you expected to hear and it dragged you from your tired haze more than if he’d said the stove was on fire.
“What?” You rubbed at your face unsure you heard him correctly. 
“Can’t sleep.” He repeated himself without a hint of inflection to his voice.
Finally sitting up in bed you looked around the dark room hardly able to the outlines of your own belongings. Yet you could see enough of him to make out that same complacent expression he always looked at you with. Rightfully tired you didn’t think much of what came out of your mouth next.
“...I guess, you can come lay down?” You offered as you padded the empty side of your bed. Normally untouched and had been since you bought it. 
Silent as he came over to the opposing side of your bed. You rolled the covers down and looked up at him only half aware of what was going on. Wanting nothing more than to get back to sleep as soon as possible. So the solution in the dead of night to let him sleep in your bed seemed like a no brainer. 
And as the weight of another person finally on the other side made your frame creak with a tiny groan. That was the first time you’d let him sleep in your bed. Your back to well, his side, you weren’t really sure as he hardly moved after getting in bed next to you. And you had no idea what position he slept in honestly. Awake before your alarm for the following morning went off. That was the first time he asked to sleep in your bed with you but by far wasn’t the last.
See because the very next night it was the same thing. Confusing you more than making you cranky since this time he’d made his way into your room before midnight at least. Leaving you sure he hadn’t even attempted to sleep in his own bed before telling you that he couldn’t sleep. Perhaps taking it as a kindness to not wake you up like the night before. Kurono’s odd ability to be intrusive in the least rude ways with you had you looking at him weird when he made that statement again. Though after the night before you really couldn’t complain as he hadn’t kept you up and you’d slept like a rock.
So again, rolling down the covers to the other side of your bed, you invited him in. Watched even as he settled down beside you. Legs tucked under the covers neither of you had pulled up yet. Very aware of the sleepwear you both would wear as more often than not neither of you were in a rush to get dressed on weekends. So when you smiled at him and let him know you were going to turn off the light. Kurono silently looked down at your lap until the click of the lamp. Followed by the shuffle of bodies in bed. One was yours and the other his. You were in a strange way glad he didn’t wake you up this time. So when the threat of sleep was on the verge of taking you over. You thought nothing of it when you felt a familiar hand lay itself against the small of your back. Just the faintest touch when he’d extend his fingers to loop them in the fabric of your shirt. Not infringing on the way you slept or anything. Just the subtle notice that told you he was right there with you. It was strangely comforting but before you knew it you woke up the next morning to him out of bed and the covers pulled up. Once again this wouldn’t be the last time he asked to sleep in bed with you.
The third night and you pulled the covers down to the other side of the bed without even thinking about it. In fact you’d stopped to look at it weirdly as you’d never done it before. But when you looked up from the side of the bed previously untouched, there he was standing in your doorway like the previous nights.
“Can’t sleep?” You asked with a bit of a smile when you came back around to your side of the bed.
Lips set in a stern line Kurono looked down, “...if you don’t mind.”
Getting into the well worn groove of your side of the bed just too look up at him you kept smiling, “I don’t mind at all.”
Because the fact of the matter was you didn’t. You also hadn’t given it much thought as someone looking in might have found this odd and inappropriate. But that seemed as rich of an opinion as those coworkers who swore you’d be dead by the end of the week if you let him move in with you. You weren’t dead. And honestly you liked the comfort of a body next to you. Even if it were just his knuckles brushing your back in the middle of the night. It felt nice to be close.
Something was different tonight though. The first night Kurono had woken you up. The second night you were already in bed. But this third time you’d seen each other getting into bed before the lights were even off. So now in the darkness it felt off in a way you couldn’t quit pin. And as you stared off at the wall where you always laid at the edge of your bed. You couldn’t quite fall asleep the same as you had previously. On a whim suddenly rolling over to face the middle of the bed.
Surprised to see him not on his back or facing the other way. Kurono had rolled onto his side before you even noticed it. Leaving the two of you facing nose to nose on separate pillows to stare at each other.
“...can’t sleep?” You asked in a hush whisper between the two of you.
His expression, though hard to see in the dark, looked a little pensive as he laid there with his hand tucked up under his cheek, “I can leave if you can’t sleep.”
The immediate threat of him leaving made you instinctively reach out. Grabbing onto the bit of corner pillow case he wasn’t lying on. It took you a second to realize what you’d just done as well as glancing at your hand so close to his face, “I...No, stay.”
Of course he complied by staying utterly still. Even after months of living here Kurono kept referring to it as your place. Your apartment only. Not yet once vocalizing that he saw it as his home as well. Even as he laid in bed only a few inches away from you in the under lit room. 
“...are you doing ok here?” You asked as too much time had passed and neither of you seemed close to falling asleep, “I mean...in the apartment. Here with me. Are you adjusting ok?”
While most of his answers always tended to be curt, to the point and blunt. There were moments like these that you could see him take his time to figure out the way he wished to word them. It was seconds like these you wished your coworkers saw more of. These times where he truly curated his answer based on how he felt and not just by the gut reaction of those around him.
“...It’s nice here.” Kurono muttered, “In your apartment. I like the extra space and no alarms going off randomly.”
Rubbing the cool fabric of his pillow case between your thumb and forefinger you looked at your action with such intensity you nearly zoned out for a moment, “This is your place too you know? It’s your home not just...not just another holding cell. I- I want you to like it here.”
His orange eyes shifted up to your face. The one thing you could always see in the dark. Where you should have been uneasy to look a snake in the eyes in such a dark room. They brought you comfort that couldn’t be explained even if you had all the words in the world to do so. No one would understand this. And those who heard your thoughts would call you crazy.
“I do like it here.” Kurono spoke frankly.
Such a broad term and you needed more reassurance you were doing the right thing, “In the apartment? In your room? What part do you like?”
“I like it here.” He said again, this time with the slightest gesture of his gaze that quickly tipped you off that he meant your room.
“Oh. Oh-” You laughed a little under your breath at the misunderstanding and stopped rubbing the pillow case so close to his cheek, “You can have this room, we can switch this weekend if you’d like.”
“It’s not the room.” Kurono cut in to clarify. He stirred a confused look from you and he could be heard sighing softly in the dark room even if you couldn’t really see anything, “I meant the bed. I like being here...with you.”
Then it dawned on you. From the very moment you met him. Though through an observation glass as thick as your fist. You two, hadn’t really spent a lot of time apart. Why else would you have offered to let him stay with you if not for the fact most of your day was spent together anyways? It seemed so natural that amidst the change in scenery and paperwork that went with it, you hadn’t thought about the fact he just came to live with you because he wanted to.
“Yuichiro?” You whispered across the small gap between the two of you.
He didn’t say anything but you felt and saw his gaze on you in the small space you had between each other.
 “...can I hold you?” You asked, hardly sure you said it loud enough to hear in the room. Yet at the same time it made your ears ring it felt like the loudest thing you’d ever said in your life.
Static silence. Certainly a wrong move that would result in your coworkers being correct about him. Over your dead body they’d say they told you so. As you held your breath concerned with what you’d just said. All of it was released when Kurono leaned forward in the cramped space of your bed. 
Forehead to your lips when he buried his face into the ratty old t-shirt you chose to wear every night. Quickly to not pass this up you engulfed him in your arms when you could. Arms tucked under his neck and draped over his shoulder to engulf all of him. You buried your nose into his mop of straight, thick black hair and moved your body all that much closer to the side of the bed you never laid on. The Reaper in your arms as his face felt a million times warmer than any blankets you could put on yourself. What happened after that was simply the quickest you’d ever fallen asleep. One second you were curling your arms to adjust his head into the crook of them. The next you woke up to bright lights threatening your blinds and the same mop of black hair still tucked into your chest as when you’d fallen asleep hours before.
So as the questions still came in like stragglers late to class. Asking if you were ok or if you were being compensated for living with the awful Reaper who still plagued Hiajima. You learned to laugh them off. Making everyone who only said they were concerned about your safety uncomfortable. Good. Because really they had no say in anything that you chose to do. And you liked it that way. Just like you liked the way Kurono came to ask if he could sleep in bed with you. Because in just three days you were sleeping better than you’d ever had in your entire life. 
Now you would wake up with an arm cinched tight around your side and his face buried in the back of your neck with his knees pressed to the back of yours. As close as he could possibly get nightly. Waking up like this every morning made you smile. And made you so happy that he’d asked to come sleep in your bed all those years ago.
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yourcommissar · 2 months
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kinadvx · 1 year
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Fire Force
Yuichiro Kurono
▷ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄/𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄
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tokoyamifumi · 1 year
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love for my tephrosis boyz <3
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Kurono Yuichiro. His favourite type are the weaklings that have no power to resist physically and mentally.
He is a character from Fire Force.
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kisa-rae · 2 years
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Yūichirō Kurono --- DO NOT REPOST
Ahem --- May I present a lovely colored Kurono, for an even more lovely lady --- Happy Birthday Three ( @yuichi-ro ) !!! I love you and I hope you like this coloring! ♡♡♡♡
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rinhaler · 4 months
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i want him so so bad btw
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lobotheduck · 5 months
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villainii · 1 year
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Villainii’s 3k Celebration: ➤ requested by threeandthirteen
“I want you to fight your Uncle Shinigami, right here and now.”
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foggytiredwombat · 2 years
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I just finished my Kurono x Oguro very short 3-shot and I couldn't be happier because they're so cathartic to write. Love love love
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threeandthirteen · 1 year
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Kurono Yuichiro manga cap recolor
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yuichi-ro · 2 years
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      minors - blank/ageless - blogs - DNI
cw: fem!Reader, reader is slightly shorter than Kurono, sfw wc: 1.9k 
 ─Happy birthday to the 2d soulmate and my irl soulmate’s twin ♡
Looking down his nose, his eye's narrowed in their average serpentine manner like they always did.
"And it's paid for?"
Though you sighed it didn’t stop you from smiling even if his first response was to be difficult as always. So with robust gusto you puffed your chest out with triumph because this plan was air tight even by his standards, "Yep, courtesy of my paid sick time even. You get paid today and I have it all planned."
Kurono didn’t let up on his judgmental squint. After all he had just literally opened his bedroom door to see you standing outside it ready to burst for lord knew what exact reason. And he hadn’t even made it over the threshold of his own room before you sprung this on him, “....so, why, exactly?”
“Because it’s your birthday!” You explained far too chipper for this early in the morning. 
He leaned to the side to look past you into the empty apartment. Causing you to frown a little and Kurono noticed you dip in morale at his odder than normal stare, “It is, yes. But again, why?”
Glancing over your shoulder towards the apartment’s empty kitchen you then looked back at him with a returning confused scowl, “Because it’s your birthday and I want it to be special. Have you literally ever done anything for your birthday?”
His mostly hair covered brows knitted together in what was only a brief dive in his memories just for Kurono to turn up with another complacent shrug, “No. I work.”
“Ok but-” You were grabbing at anything to get him riled up like you were, “How about before Haijima. It’s not like you hatched from an egg in the middle of the street or something.”
Kurono’s face remained unmoving without an ounce of denying or affirming your statement. 
“Never mind never mind-” You waved your hands briskly in front of you to discontinue that thought entirely. Once more proudly puffing out your chest and clearing your throat, “Yuichiro Kurono, I have prepared a packed day to celebrate your birthday.” Extending your hand out you offered it to him with a smile, “Will you allow me to celebrate your birthday with you?”
Warmth of his yellow and orange irises turning into tiny little slits once more as he squinted at you. Kurono was unbudging even after you offered your hand, “...is it expensive?”
Quickly you shook your head and jutted your open palm up towards him again with insistence and excitement, “I paid for it all.”
“But...why exactly?”
“I swear to god Yuichiro-” You grabbed his hand and yanked the suited man towards you, “It’s your birthday, let me make it special for you since we live together.”
He looked down at your hand grasping his. He wouldn’t have to make breakfast this morning. Wouldn’t need to pack his lunch for his too short of a lunchbreak. No need to stand on public transport to and from Haijima. Wouldn’t need to clock in for an entire day but he’d get a paycheck for it? While not having to spend a cent all day long? All while getting drug around the unknown by you? Kurono couldn’t fathom a better way to spend his birthday. And certainly never found the words all day either to tell you how this might be his best birthday yet.
Every detail of every second of the day was filled. While also being explained as you went. Ok well more like you explained it all to him in gibberish over breakfast at one of his favorite restaurant. One you both frequented together on the weekends so when you sprung that as the first stop on the birthday tour, he couldn’t help but be a little tickled with it. Even if he sipped his coffee as deadpan as any other day. 
Over his favorite meal of overly saturated pancakes with three pads of butter and the addition of his favorite omurice he said he couldn’t finish but used his pancake to wipe up the last bit of ketchup. Kurono listened intently as you told him about the bookstore trip that was a subway ride away that had an extensive kids book collection, followed up the lunch spot you’d both eaten at before and had some of his favorite curry that they always cooked way past squishy every time, to then go to a movie he was surprised you recalled him wanting to see and a stop by the store he always wanted to get his button down shirts from but never did. All to be finished off with a dinner reservation that a bunch of people had talked about in the breakroom but Kurono never thought about actually eating at. 
And like you had promised he didn’t have to think, pay or plan for anything. 
At the bookstore he found an enormous encyclopedia of nursery rhythms that you snatched up to buy after watching him sit for almost an hour scouring through it. Even insisting the cashier gift wrap it when they asked if it was a present. Kurono was about to deny a birthday to save the cringe of being told happy birthday as an adult but you covered him and said it was for someone special. To which the cashier dropped it and Kurono let out a little held in breath. Only looking over at you to see you wink at him and thank the cashier when you both left.
Lunch was just as good there as he remembered when you went a few months ago. In fact he asked if you’d asked them to cook the curry longer than normal because it was perfect. Still you shrugged nonchalantly and insisted maybe they just knew it was his birthday. Never giving him a straight answer. But also not sure where he was putting it all after the breakfast you’d both had. Didn’t matter though because once again Kurono was content and full without realizing the day wasn’t even over yet.
The clothing store, that you once again bought the thing’s he was looking at. Even paying for them beforehand so he could wear the nicely pressed button down to the movies. Perfection even following to the theater when you got a seat exactly where he liked. No one around you both. Kurono finding himself stealing glances at you every so often throughout the movie. He didn’t know why. But as dinner came onto the agenda he just couldn’t stop looking at you. 
Thankfully you never noticed.
Dinner at a place you needed a reservation at felt as fancy as it was. Kurono indulged his palette once more with an amazing meal. In a shirt he didn’t buy but looked unreasonably good on him when it wasn’t wrinkled. And as he sat quietly eating his dinner like he’d mostly been silent throughout the day. He noticed upon the dozen or so glances your way that something seemed off. 
It wasn’t until the two of you returned to the apartment did something feel off. Kurono off load his clothing as well as the still neatly wrapped book. Looking back to see you’d gone to the kitchen without a word. After he’d set his things down the man followed you to see you frowning. All he could do was return you look with a somewhat slight frown of his own.
“...did you have fun today?” You asked almost tentatively. 
“What?” Kurono scowled over at you, “What kind of question is that?”
“You just-” It was difficult to word and it showed on your face until the words made their way forward, “You were quiet. More than normal. I just- I wanted to make your birthday special.” You broke a little bit of a self deprecating smile and looked over at him, “I realize now you probably didn’t want a day where I drug you around the Tokyo Empire and just asked what you wanted to do.”
Kurono took a step forward. Closing the little bit of a gap there was between the two of you. He did look so good in his new shirt. That you were thankful he got at least. 
“You didn’t ask me what I wanted to do for my birthday.” Kurono bluntly said.
Groaning you drug your palms down your face shaking your head with your stupid move of todays plan, “God damn it, it was too much, wasn’t it? I’m so sorry Yuichiro I just- I wanted to make up for something I guess and-”
“And all I wanted to do for my birthday,” Kurono rudely interrupted you. Forcing you to shut up and look over at him surprised, “All I wanted, was to spend it with you.” He shifted a little on his feet looking down at them without much of a trace of emotion on his face or in his words, “We could have done that at work or out like we did or...even just here at home.” Kurono finally looked up at you with the most relaxed you’d seen his face all day as he took a moment to stare at you longer than he had all day long, “...With you is all I really cared about.”
Fighting the twitch of a smile on your lips you did so by offering your hand out to him like you had early this morning before everything happened. And like before Kurono scrutinized your gesture with a glare. But this time he laid his pale hand in your palm and watched as you spread your fingers between his and laced them all together. 
Stepping to him you lightly slung your arm around his shoulders. Kurono taking the very brash hint to put his other arm around your waist. The two of you looking at one another as you smiled enough for the both of you. 
“There’s no music.” Kurono parted the obvious fact onto you.
“I could sing you happy birthday?” You offered with a shit eating grin plastered on your face paired with a cocked eyebrow.
“Please don’t.” 
Leaning into him to rest your cheek against his shoulder the two of you began slow dancing in the middle of the kitchen. The click of his work shoes in the small apartment. Your bare feet keeping out from under his steps as you lead. Both of you lazily following the ingrained steps of a mock waltzs as Kurono rested his cheek against the top of your head. Lost for a moment as the quiet alone time presented itself as the best gift you could have given him.
“Yuichiro-” You mumbled against his shirt as you squeezed his arm and stepped forward with the rotation of the dance.
“Yeah?” Kurono said softly above you.
“Happy birthday.” 
He realized for the first time today he couldn’t see you. Kurono looking out at the rest of the kitchen where you both spent so much time together. And after an entire day together he still couldn’t have felt more content to be anywhere else. Unable to see you he let the faintest smile curl at the corner of his cheek. Kurono squeezed your hand and tightened his arm around your waist ever so slightly to hold you that much closer to him.
“Thank you...for my new favorite birthday.”
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clay-tries-his-best · 9 months
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fire force spoilers :)
shout out to atsushi ohkubo the creator of my favorite manga series ever shout out to shinra kusakabe who saved the world from the flames of despair being the hero-saviour he always wanted to be shout out to sho kusakabe who was his guardian angel shout out to mari kusakabe who raised these two despite being disowned shout out to arthur boyle who defeated dragon despite being in space and practically cut in half shout out to akitaru obi for overcoming adversity for the people he loved despite being non powered shout out to takehisa hinawa for dedicating his life to staying beside obi in his goofy hats despite losing someone close to him shout out to maki oze for not letting anyone stop her or call her a gorilla cyclops shout out to sister iris for always having faith in her teammates shout out to tamaki kotatsu for not letting her lure take away from her value as a person and still being able to be the fanservice character but with a personality shout out to viktor licht for helping readers understand the science behind everything and for being a silly but serious character with a fun aura shout out to vulcan joseph for being a pure of heart character that truly loves his family shout out to lisa isaribi for turning to the light in spite of all her inflicted trauma and staying with her found family shout out to yu for always having a positive outlook even for serious traumatic events shout out to shinmon benimaru for carrying an entire city on his shoulders with a slightly sake influenced smile shout out to konro sagamiya for helping waka and sacrificing himself to help others shout out to karim flam for pursuing through seeing his friend die and still working his hardest shout out to huo yan li for being disabled and still fighting for hope in the fire force shout out to amatseru for carrying the entire empire on her back for decades shout out to arrow for always sticking to sho's side even while commiting treason to the white clads shout out to charon for unconditionally loving haumea and being willing to go up in flames just for her shout out to captain hibana for realizing her mistakes and helping figure out the secret of spontaneous human combustion shout out to joker for not letting his genuinely upsetting past stop him from getting the real truth he wants from the unjust holy sol temple shout out to nataku son for getting through his ptsd and finding a guardian that was fit for him shout out to takeru noto for getting over his fear of fire for the woman he loves and to help the lives of everyone around him shout out to toru kishiri who was a silly guy who blew bubbles and helped company 8 in a cool guy kind of way shout out to yuichiro kurono who was a good mentor for nataku son and a good businessman shout out to ogun montgomery who pursued victory in the face of evil and helped shinra in times of doubt shout out to the woman in black who helped the animals in the small tabernacle oasis for years and lastly shout out to assault who showed tamaki that being lewd is an okay thing to be.
and a prominent fuck you to rekka, inca, sumire, and the evangelist. ew. (OH AND DR GIOVANNI I HATE BUGS AND I HATE HIM TOO)
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