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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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urlranpo · 1 year

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Fire Force | No Touching

summary | when you place a bet that he can't even cum without your help, he accepts the challenge.

ft | benimaru, konro, joker

warnings | f!reader, nsfw, mutal masturbation, dirty talk

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Benimaru

The moment you set this challenge in motion, Benimaru is hesitant. He's not one to back down from a fight, but the second you shed your clothes and sprawl across the futon, he's losing all will. How can one be so cruel when they look so fucking pretty?

A drawn-out groan leaves his throat when you spread your legs, fingers inching closer and closer to your naked heat. This is torture you're teasing him. "This is supposed to go both ways you know?" you pout at him, seeing as he's still fully dressed in his uniform. The only thing amiss with his appearance was the evident tent in his pants; pants that need to be removed right now.

A barely noticeably blush crosses his face as grunts and gives in. It's only fair after all. He shoulders off the top half of his regular uniform and pops the button of his pants. You watch him from across the room as he strips and find it amusing how bashful he looks. It's not like you can laugh though, you're practically salivating at the sight of him.

"You're gonna kill me one of these days..." he mumbles mostly to himself. He leans against the wall across from you as he gives his hardened cock a few tugs. Mismatched red eyes bore into your form as his thumb swipes over the head. You can see the frustration radiating off of him, but you're not quick to give in. After all, he did agree, and you want to see how long it takes him to give up and take his loss out on you.

But Benimaru is determined to see this little challenge of yours through to the end. While he pumps his thick cock, he watches your circle your cute little fingers around your clit. In the back of his mind, however, he's planning about what he's going to do after he's won and how he's going to wreck you so bad you'll never suggest something like this again.

Konro

Konro's breath catches in his throat when he sees you stripped and bare for him when he comes back from a patrol. There's absolutely nothing more he wants than to feel your skin, to touch you. But you give him a warning look, reminding him of the arrangement you made earlier.

Internally, his thoughts are spiraling, but he stays as composed as he can possibly manage. He accepted this challenge, so he intends to make good on his word. Following in suit, Konro removes his own clothes, showing off his scarred muscles. You can't help but stare, and he notices.

Chuckling, he takes seat across from you and he can't help but admire you just as well. God, you look stunning. No matter how many times he's seen your naked form, he'll always remain in awe at your beauty.

Konro loves you and he knows you love him just as much. As he gets lost in admiration for you, he nearly forgets that you're currently across from him whimpering while you stuff your fingers into to your messy cunt. Even your face looks so cute when it's scrunched up in pleasure.

He sighs heavily while one hand runs down his waist to his cup his balls. Whenever he's alone usually, he'd always start off slow, working himself up while having you on his mind. But now that you're in front of him, watching him get himself off, he wants nothing more than to cum and get it over with.

No matter what silly request you make of him, Konro will want to follow through for you. So, he'll do this dumb idea of yours for now. But the second he comes, he's going to pounce on you. He loves you so much and just want to feel you so bad. So please be easy on him.

Joker

If it's a challenge you want, then it's a challenge you get. Whatever made you think this is a good idea, is beyond Joker, but he'll indulge you. He's always willing to try new things anyways. Since his secret hideout is void of any other occupants (Viktor), he takes the opportunity to undress himself.

"I'll do whatever you want, darlin', but don't start crying when you're beggin' me to shove my dick in you," he shrugs as he loosens his collar and kicks off his shoes. You have to scoff at him. There's no possible way you'll lose. He's the horndog in the relationship, not you.

He chuckles to himself at your overconfidence. Once all his clothes are stripped away, he digs for a cigarette from one of his pockets of the discarded clothes. He lights the stick and takes a drag before letting his back fall against the wall behind him and puff of grey smoke out of his mouth.

There he lazes in all his nude glory, raising a brow at you. With a cigarette in one hand, his other hand finds its way to the base of his already harden member. "Do you plan on holding your end of the deal or do you just wanna sit there drooling?" he asks as he begins to languidly pump his cock.

Involuntary, a moan slips past your lips at his demeaning tone, but you quickly try to cover it up with the fact that you're touching yourself. But like the know-it-all he is, Joker sees through you and smirks to himself. This is where the real funs begins.

Sooner or later, he's going to have you begging for him and he won't even have to lift a finger. Sure, he'll feign innocence and coo about how much you need him, and how he's willing to provide a helping hand.

You may have lost the challenge you put in place, but he'll make sure to comfort you in your loss by kindly plowing into you from behind and making sure your bedridden all tomorrow.

#fire force #enn enn no shouboutai #fire force smut #fire force x reader #fire force imagine #enn enn no shouboutai x reader #benimaru #benimaru shinmon #konro #konro sagamiya #fire force joker #karim flam #benimaru smut #benimaru x reader #enen no shouboutai #enen no shouboutai smut

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missyandthemisfits · 9 months

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Shinra/Arthur X Reserved!FemReader

A/N love me some Arthur -

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Shinra Kusakabe

- While Shinra's not against the whole 'reserved' thing, obviously because he managed to get the crush in the first place, but he's definitely going to be incredibly awkward when engaging.

- At the beginning, very much gets caught up on the approach and delivery of his greetings and conversations, making them VERY unnatural.

- Never quite knows what to say or how to say it. Tries his best to gauge (Name')s reaction to curtail it to her more but girls are so complicated-

- Little does he know, every single interaction dorky or not wears on (Name)'s cold exterior and soon enough she's seeking him out of her own volition.

- On missions they happen on together, in her free time, every moment they're in the same room she starts to gravitate towards the boy, which only goes unnoticed for a few weeks or so

- Shinra starts to speak a little more naturally around her and bit by bit, he comes to grips with having full conversations with her despite only getting 3 word responses most time

- One day, he's rambling on about how cool it would be if he could suddenly be the 'Hero everyone needs' and (Name) is so touched by the notion, she let's her head fall onto his shoulder suddenly with a silent smile.

- He's sort of a stuttering mess but she's not complaining.

- Blurts out his feelings right then and there - feelings he definitely wasn't expecting her to reciprocate - she does tho.

Arthur Boyle

- Arthur certainly doesn't mind spending his days with someone who's mostly quiet - infact, he'd very much prefer to spend his time with someone like that, a fair maiden who is much more introspective than extroverted.

- A lot of time is spent daydreaming by the both of them and any passerby is left to wonder if they're in need of assistance- they're perfectly okay, just kind of existing in the same space together while also in their own little worlds. It's quite nice, not feeling obligated to keep a conversation going.

- When they do speak, it's also pretty pleasant. It's usually about the most random things; thoughts that come across either's minds, food and what they're in the mood for at the time, if the other feels like sparring - all usually short lived.

- He's the type to randomly hand out compliments, especially when he notices something is different about (Name) i.e. hair, nails, etc. If you think he's not paying attention to her, think again; he silently takes notice of details he'd otherwise not care about in regards to anyone else.

- Compliments are always earnest and given with a smile (part of him just likes to fluster her), making him that much more attractive honestly.

- It is pointed out by several people in his company about the exorbitant amount of time spent on seeking out (Name)'s presence and just...silently basking in it.

- "It's weird, dude. You guys don't even talk half the time." - Shinra

- His immediate response is a shrug, followed by "I just really enjoy her company." And he really, really does.

- 'Really enjoy' eventually graduates to 'Love' when he starts to really get to know her - her humor, her strengths, her faults - and somehow he finds every little new thing he learns captivating

- For the most part, has 0 problems confessing when he's ready, even with a rapidly increasing heart rate. (Name) can't help but chuckle a bit at "My fair Lady" part tho, blush and all.

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#fire force x reader #fire force x you #fire force arthur #fire force #arthur boyle #arthur boyle x reader #shinra kusakabe #shinra x reader #enen no shouboutai #more to come

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briology · 9 months

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VERSACE ON THE FLOOR

pairing: model! benimaru x model! black reader genre: smut, fluff content: beni and reader are models under the same company, reader hates beni and beni finds it funny, teasing, oral (f receiving), fingering, aftercare, mentions of drinking a/n: sorry for being gone for a while, i was handling college stuff!

model! benimaru whom you hated with a passion. hated the way he gained a lot of attention from others with just breathing. he knew his looks had too much power, but he uses it to get whatever he wants from the company. whether it'd be a day off, an expensive item, or even a break that is longer than his usual time, he gets it. you hated it, hated it so damn much. like, sure you get what you want, but you're different with it

model! benimaru who you had to do a shoot with for versace. versace being one of your favorite brands, you were excited to do this shoot, but not with beni. oh no no NO. but, as the two top models in your agency, it was perfect for you two to be in the shoot together. but for some reason, beni was a lot toleratable than usual for this shoot. even when he was smirking at your annoyance in the beginning, it didn't bother you as much as he used to. you felt, weird inside. maybe it's the air.

model! benimaru who you have grown closer to after that versace shoot. you actually had forgotten that you hated this guy, but turns out you have some things in common. you had also found out that he never even hated you, but more saw how fun it was for him to tease you. you never thought that you would ever be finding yourself building a close bond with beni, especially your history with him. maybe you realizing that this "beef" was one-sided was the ticket to this.

model! benimaru who invited you over to his penthouse for a drink. you accepted not thinking too much of it. it was just drinks right? just wine (hennessy and sake on beni's part of course) between two people who are horny adults who have had a lot of tension between them since they have laid eyes on each other, nothing was going to happen, you were sure of it. (no you weren't)

model! benimaru who you had too many drinks with. having too much wine, hennessy for beni, it was a mess. you both were both in his kitchen, listening to r&b music, while slowly dancing with each other. with boldness, you pulled him closer to your body. you felt like a kitten in heat when he was close to you. beni felt the same way. the way you looked so gorgeous to him, when all you worse was a shorts bra and some versace shorts. the way your hair suited you perfectfully. god, he needed you as much as you needed him

model! benimaru who had you arching your back from the bed because of the way he was pleasuring you with his tongue. with both of yall's clothes on the floor. holding your legs open while they were struggling to be kept open. making vibrations on your clit by humming as a reaction to you pulling on his hair because of how his tongue was treating you. his fingers then came into contact with your entrance, rubbing it, with a mixture of it being soft yet rough. he inserts two of his fingers inside of you while keeping his tongue inside of you. you can feel yourself letting go at that moment. cumming all over his fingers and tongue.

model! benimaru who ran a bath for the two of you afterwards. washing you up with a nice washcloth, getting every part of your body and giving you messages on your shoulders, your back, your neck, making every part that felt sore, feel much better with the work of his hands.

model! benimaru who cuddles you with care in his arms after the bath, while whispering small praises to you as you begin to fall asleep with the thought of how things would've been different if it wasn't for that versace shoot.

#benimaru shinmon #benimaru x reader #benimaru x black reader #benimaru shinmon x black reader #benimaru shinmon smut #model benimaru #black reader #fire force #enen no shouboutai #anime #bri's works<3

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mypimpademia · 10 months

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— Hair

Benimaru x black! Fem! Reader, Shinra x black! Fem! Reader

Synopsis: Which hairstyles they like on you the most

TW: None

Note: pictures aren’t mine, all are from Pinterest!

— BENIMARU

⇶ Benimaru is a very simple man when it comes to the things that please him

⇶ So while he thinks you’re gorgeous no matter what, he swears you’re the only person in the world when you have Fulani braids, regular box braids, or French curl braids

⇶ Fulani braids are his absolute favorite, and he takes no action in hiding that

⇶ Compliments you a lot already, but when you come home from a day out with Fulani braids, the affection from him seems uncharacteristically endless

⇶ Loves them with wooden beads especially, and if you have his name spelled out that in the beads, he might lose all his composure

⇶ Can’t stop staring at them, and will just walk up to you and position them to where he can see his name in them

⇶ Especially when when he’s a little tipsy off sake, he’ll ask you over and over to show him while you’re sat on his lap and he has a dopey grin while kissing up the side of your face and neck

⇶ For box braids, he just loves how simple yet versatile they are

⇶ Always comes up behind you while you’re doing your hair and just watches you with adoration in his eyes

⇶ When you get done and ask him what he thinks, he always says “beautiful, as always, my love” and gives you a peck on the lips

⇶ While some may argue that French curl braids aren’t exactly simple, Beni just loves how the ends are so beautifully curled, and thinks you look so enamoring and elegant with them

⇶ Loves to fix your curls if they get tangled or one is out of place

⇶ And when you’re cuddling, he always gently pulls on the curls just to watch them bounce back up

⇶ Beni doesn’t care if your hair is long or short, but for styling he likes anything with claw clips, and half up half down. For colors he loves plain black, brown, or ginger

⇶ And for bolder colors, he likes dark blue or red (to match his eyes)

⇶ Beni is honestly a sucker for anything you do, but less really is more to him x

— SHINRA

⇶ Shinra LOVES locs

⇶ Natural or faux, it doesn’t matter to him

⇶ Just thinks locs are so beautiful on you, especially if they’re bright and colorful

⇶ For faux locs, he likes butterfly and distressed the most

⇶ Doesn’t matter if they’re long or short either, he loves it all

⇶ For natural locs, he helps you maintain them, with your guidance of course

⇶ Does your detox and wash for you, but he can’t help past that as much as he’d like to

⇶ He’s tried to watch retwist tutorials, and you’ve let him practice on you, but he just can’t get it

⇶ It makes him a little sad honestly, because he does wanna help but he just can’t do it

⇶ He’ll be able to with a bit more practice, but until then he just adds the clips onto your hair while you retwist

⇶ On top of his love for locs, he loves your natural hair

⇶ And again, especially if it’s dyed

⇶ Short, mid length, long, he doesn’t care!!!

⇶ Shinra loves when you have it out in an afro, but puffs, claw clips, and finger waves are all close rivals

⇶ He’s actually fully capable of helping you on wash days, so you can relax while he gets to work

⇶ He’s also oddly fast when he washes it for you? Much faster than you are or anyone else when they wash your hair, you don’t know how but you don’t question it either

⇶ He can even blow your hair out for you, and when it comes to protecting it before bed, he’s pretty decent at braiding and twisting!

⇶ But don’t bother asking for flat twists or cornrows, he will try his best, but your hair will be left in a tangled mess

⇶ Shinra loves putting on your bonnet for you too

⇶ If it’s been a long wash day, or you started late in the day just to finish late at night, he always runs to get your bonnet for you and gently slips it on your head before kissing your cheek

⇶ Really though, he’s just in love with your hair. And if your hair is as bold as he is, he’ll love it even more

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imyour-buddy · 2 months

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”be a I’m-gonna-do-my-best person today!”

do your best today with Shinra!

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zippidi-dooda · 11 days

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You always liked to watch Asakusa's king of destruction each chance you got.

He was strong, no doubt, but that wasn't exactly why you watched him.

There was something unmistakable about him.

No matter if he was in the midst of a battle, gaze focused on the poor soul he wanted to die honorably. Fire blazing in his eyes and in the air.

Helping rebuild the town after each fight and making rounds to check up on everyone. Reluctantly replying to anyone who chatted him up or accepting any gifts people refused to let him leave without.

Watching after the two young girls who were rascals to most everyone. Training all those people in the fire force, guiding them to the right path.

It was admirable really.

Seeing how much he did for the place and how much everyone appreciated him for it.

But that one unmistakable feature is what truly keeps your attention locked on him.

It wasn't his mismatch pink eyes, his slouched shoulders, his cold and "couldn't care less" demeanor, his unspoken confidence, or his blunt remarks.

It was lips.

No, not how soft they looked or the fullness of them.

But their downward curve, the frown they seemed permanently set in.

For as long as you had known him, you had never seen him smile. No one had, really.

Had never even seen a flicker of a smirk or a brief smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

You liked to watch him because you couldn't figure that out.

He of all people had a reason to smile. He had people he cared about and vice versa, he had the bare necessities, he had stability, he had good looks.

So why?

You wanted to figure it out.

Sad to say, that was easier said than done.

Benimaru always seemed to try and swat away conversations, and he doesn't always use a kind or roundabout way either.

Try too hard and you'd probably end up as someone he'd keep an eye on. And that's not a good thing.

Still, you couldn't help your curiosity.

So you began to walk up to him, "Hey, Maru-chan."

(I can't call him "Beni" cause I just end up thinking of the blue cow in Dora, so I just refer to him as Maruchan. What do you all call him)

#fire force #benimaru shinmon #benimaru x reader #enen no shouboutai

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babydaddyleorio · 2 years

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To Mars

“I’m gonna take us to mars one day.”

You lazily turned towards Joker, your eyebrow slightly raised and your fingers threaded together across your stomach.

“Isn’t fire burning that place, too?”

Now it was Joker’s turn to shift towards you, his forehead creased suddenly in realization as he processed your words.

“Then I’ll take you to another planet. One where the fire doesn't exist.” Joker hummed as he took a drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke from his mouth with a laugh. “How’s that sound?”

You chuckled slightly, the blades of grass surrounding your head breezing gently in the wind. There was a moment of silence that flurried between your figures as your eyes remained on the grey sky above, so polluted that not even the stars shined anymore. You had enough of this place and wished for nothing more than to escape the flames, the devils, and every other nightmare that visited you every day.

You turned your head towards Joker again.

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

Joker’s signature grin fell onto his lips at your words. He grabbed your hand and moved it to rest against his cheek. Your touch felt so warm against Joker’s skin, and he couldn’t help but lean closer into the safety your palm held.

“One day I’ll get us out of here,” Joker grumbled as he softly closed his eyes. “Just you wait.”

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qissu · 2 years

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sUMMARY ▶ After an incident Konro teaches you how to cook

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You felt sick to your stomach after visiting with some of the Asakusa women as they discussed the kinds of food they prepare for their husbands and wives. You felt OK when they showed you pictures of the dishes they had prepared, but when they asked, you became nervous.

You never entered the kitchen to prepare food; rather, you did so because Konro would prepare everything.

“Hey y/n, show us some of your creations.” They all smile as they all glance at you.

“I just try my best, and Konro loves it, but I don't have any photos, I mean.”

"What is his preferred cuisine? If you made it, we would be thrilled to taste it."

You try to recall the discussions you and Konro had in the past over his favorite cuisine while you bite down on your lips.

“Soda noodles, I mean soba noodles!" You smile while keeping your anxiety hidden.

"Oh, that's one of my wife's favorites. Do you sprinkle yours with sesame seeds? My wife has a similar fondness for hers."

"Sesame? Like the flower seeds?"

They all give you puzzled looks. Simultaneously, Konro approaches from behind you.

“Sorry ladies, my wife is always looking for the right opportunity to joke.” He gives them a smile before turning to face you.

"Are you all set to return home? I cooked a new dish, and I hope you like it."

"Aw, Konro also prepares meals? Quite the romantic." The group of women sway over Konro while blushing.

Konro is confused as he glances between them and at you, and as you rest your hand against his chest, you take all the glory.

"Yeah, Konro occasionally cooks, and surprisingly, he does a great job. With this one, I must have hit the jackpot."

As he spoke in your ear, Konro lowered his head. "It would be a shame if they find out the truth."

He smiles and leans back up. "Why don't all of you drop by our house tomorrow? I'm confident my wife's culinary abilities will amaze you."

The sound of his words caused your stomach to drop. They all agreed before you could even say a word.

"Meeting you all was nice," Konro waved as he left with you holding hands.

"I know I shouldn't have lied, but at the very least, you should have stood up for me! Now I need to cook!"

"But it's easy, I promise."

"What if I perform my wifely responsibilities? Give you head tonight, shall we say."

Your mouth was quickly covered by Konro. "Last time it worked, but this time I mean it."

The following morning, Konro awakened you early. “If you want to learn a few things, we need to get going right away.”

Konro helped you out of the bed, both Konro and you washed off together.

"There's nothing like a hot shower to lift your spirits." You smile as you head for the door, you don't get far as waka walks in, pulling you back inside.

"I bribed waka with his favorite food since I thought you would try something,"

“Make sure she doesn't cook it.” He sits down while keeping an eye on the two of you.

Up until Konro started giving you instructions, you started to feel bored.

If I knew Konro sounded this hot when demanding me I would have been in the kitchen sooner.

After a few self-inflicted cuts, you began to get the hang of it, and then you had to cut the green onions. You tried to look over your shoulder at Konro after he surprised you by pressing his body against yours, but he turned your head to look down.

"You must keep an eye on the green onions when cutting." With each cut, his body pressed deeper into you, and you could feel the warmth of his body on yours. He directs you with the knife while placing his hands over yours.

"Green onions are optional, but I always prefer to have it with my soba noodles."

Just being in that moment with him you could sense his passion for cooking, which made him even more attractive.

You could have married anyone, so why did you choose me?

"I fell in love with you, didn't I."

“Still, I should be able to cook because I can sometimes tell when you're tired.”

"Is it because of yesterday? Y/n you don't have to know how to cook to keep me, I rather see you enjoy my food, is that so hard to believe?

You turn around in his arms, his eyes lowered to your lips.

"And it's time I leave, call me when my plate is done." waka head out, not wanting to feel uncomfortable.

You stared at him with lust in your eyes. He smiles while he continued to cut the onions.

Being with Konro always kept you level headed.

You had no reason to doubt his love for you just because of yesterday. After collecting yourself for a few minutes you turn back around.

"I got it from here, you can start on waka's dish." He nod in response.

Throughout the day you shared a few laughs and kisses with Konro, once you both were done the kitchen was a mess.

"Don't worry about the kitchen, our guest should be arriving soon." You both hurried and place the dishes out on the table, changing into different clothes before you welcome them in.

"Wow this spread looks really good." They all hurried in to sit. They were close to drooling from the soba noodles' potent aroma.

You don't dig in first, you wait until your guest tries a few bites.

"Oh my! this is really good! Even better than my dish. I can now see why Konro is in love with you, your an amazing cook."

"Heh...thank you." You smile at her response, rubbing your hand back and forth against your pant under the table.

"My wife is a good cook, but that's not why I married her. She has many qualities, but I love her for who she is and who she is going to become."

As he spoke you felt his thumb rub back and forth against your hand under the table.

"I wish my husband was like Konro, all he does is work and when he comes home he eats his food and burps." Everyone started to laugh around the table.

When Konro was serious, he appeared to be quite seductive as you watched him entertain your guest.

Oh he's getting pussy tonight. You thought to yourself as you join back into the conversation.

You and Konro are left to finish cleaning up after your visitor leaves after a brief exchange.

"I had a good time, and it was lovely to see you smile honestly for a change."

"I'm always smiling."

"True, but I could tell something is always bothering you. Plus when you smile you always show your teeth."

Konro pinches your cheeks as he plants a kiss on your forehead.

You playfully push him away. "Don't get sappy on me, we have to clean." You look away as you said it, not wanting him to see you blushing.

"Y/n?" he called out.

"Yeah?" You look up at him.

"I love you." He said, keeping his eyes on you.

As a result of his comment, your heart began to beat more loudly in your chest. While you make a huge deal out of it, Konro carried on cleaning as if nothing had occurred.

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niishii · 8 months

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#niishii #franken stein x reader #soul eater #soul eater fanfiction #soul eater x reader insert #stein x reader #haikyuu fluff #soul eater x reader #hq fluff #hq x y/n #fire force x reader #benimaru x reader #fire force fanfiction #fire force fanfic #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x y/n #hq x reader #hq headcannons #enen no shouboutai

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never-enough-fanfiction · 2 years

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Serious questions

"Hey Jok-" "I'm sleeping." “Devil never sleeps so stop lying. I have a question. " Joker opened his eye and looked at her reproachfully that she dared to disturb his rest, but also raised an eyebrow, wondering what idea his girlfriend had this time. “Do you sometimes think about your parents?” "My parents?" he repeated. “Why would I? They left me. " “I know, it’s the offical version but have you ever wondered about other possibilities? Shadows are sickos maybe they straight out kidnapped you, and your loving parents miss you till this day? " He looked at her critically, looking for more comfortable spot on the makeshift pillow he had made for her thighs. “Does it really matter? Whenever I got kidnapped, left or sold for drugs? They are not there and I have better things to do than looking for them. "

Smoker closed his eye back, concluding the conversation was over, and [Y/N] leaned back against the couch, dropping the topic. Sometimes she wondered if her boyfriend was only pretending not to care about such things, or if he really didn't feel the need for a relationship. On the one hand, it sounds like endless freedom, but on the other, the loneliness that must accompany it seemed overwhelming. She ran her fingers through the unfairly smooth strands of black hair and quickly abandoned her thoughts. There are more serious questions. "Would you sell ME for drugs?" she asked, watching the tips slide between her fingers. "Ain't no way anybody would sell drugs THAT cheap." And then Joker had to fight off [Y/N] attempting to suffocate him with a pillow.

#i wrote this story just for this one joke #see you again in 3 months i guess #fire force joker #joker 52 #joker52 #joker/52 #joker enen no shouboutai #fire force #joker fire force #fire force x you #fire force x reader #fire force x [Y/N]#fire force x y/n #enen no shouboutai #enen no shoboutai joker

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Karim Flam x fem!Reader/ Kurono

─i’m gonna do it, absolutely going to do it, I can write Kurono smut cw: fem!Reader, established relationship between Reader/Kurono, porn with some plot, voyeurism/exhibitionism, cucking, male masturbation, oral (giving & receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, creampie, unedited word count: 2.4k ─the music teacher’s crush on the sixth grade teacher’s wife goes a little too far past professional

Karim had only taken this gig after Huo retired from the church. Still they kept in touch but he had zero reason to stay as the world was changing each day. Instead pursuing something so much more mundane. Or perhaps what he actually enjoyed in the first place. Music.

Bonus to the career change was the cutest woman thing he’d ever seen. Hardly a bonus though when he saw the ring on your finger the second time you introduced yourself. Not to mention you weren’t even a fellow teacher. Just the wife of the sixth grade teacher who, if Karim was being honest, was weird at best. Still he couldn’t keep his eyes off you. Or the words from jumbling at the forefront of his tongue.

Leaning heavy into his own personality quirks to hide his feelings anytime you were around. Which was far too often for his sanity. Karim hoped you never picked up on his little school boy crush. Even more desperate to hope your husband never caught on to his little crush.

“Crap. This crap is crap.” Karim pursed his lips into a thin line when he realized he didn’t have all his instruments placed away after the last class of the day, “Crappity crap of crap, fine.”

He’d been done half an hour ago if he’d checked immediately when the kids were dismissed for the weekend. Still only six months of this teaching gig had him trying to find his footing after all that had changed. It felt odd but in a rightful kind of way. One kind of way he liked to think about. In fact saw himself doing for a while. But as his thoughts drifted and he wandered to the last classroom he’d taught, Karim was beginning to realize he might let your little trips to the school influence how much he liked this job.

“So what if it’s a crush? It’s a crushing kind of crush sure but....wait-” His brows knitted together with a scowl, “Where was I going with that?”

Then it hit him that the last class of the day was the sixth grader classroom. Utter disappointment of a groan passing his lips Karim figured why he left his things in there. Duh, it was of course because you’d came in at the end of the day to grab one of the kids. The orange haired one or whatever. He hadn’t noticed. Too swallowed up in the way you smelled. That little wave you gave him when you were leaving. And that heart stopping half smile that sent shivers all through his body.

Giving his collar a tug Karim shook his head trying to disregard his thoughts. If he had to think about you. Then well he could just go home and think of you in the privacy of his own home.

Banking on everyone already being gone for the weekend. He figured he’d slip in, grab his things and slip back out without even the janitor realizing. Who stayed late after school on Fridays anyways? Certainly not married men who had what was arguably, in his mind, the prettiest wives to go home to. Karim would have dashed out the door and wouldn’t have worried about the misplaced instrument until the following week if he had you waiting for him.

Still though he didn’t and certainly never would. Grinding his teeth a little as the man mumbled something to himself as he approached the empty sixth grade room. Hand on the knob it took the third twist of his wrist to realize the door was locked. Karim blinked surprised seeing as they’d been unlocked normally on Friday afternoons so classes could be cleaned. Without realizing he’d tried jiggling it a few times. The man consumed in his thoughts also hadn’t registered the noise, be it muffled, coming from the other side of the door.

“What the-” Scowl deepening in frustration, Karim raised his fist about ready to pound on the door hoping maybe that weird teacher was in there to let him. Stopping only a split second before his fist hit the door when the ex churchman saw the shift of two figures already in the room.

Karim all but surprised to see the locked door. His mouth dropped nearly down to his loafers when he saw what was happening.

Certainly sat at his desk. Everything looked normal that was save for Karim’s keen eyes going right to your head bobbing up and down just below the lip of the desk. Flush with heat when the dots connected. Selling it when Kurono reached out a hand to place it against the back of your head. Karim seeing in real time as he pushed your head back under the lip of the desk so he couldn’t see you anymore. But with the way he tipped his head back and his lips fell open ever so slightly. Karim had vivid idea of exactly what you were doing.

“Crap-” Ducking to the side of the heavy door, Karim felt the immediate twitch in his slacks. No time wasted to have his cock press against the zipper of his pants as he heard nothing outside the rapid beating of his heart.

Had he been spotted? Did the door knob make too much noise? Should he rat the two of you out?

Palms sweaty and pressed to the cool lockers behind him. He tipped his head out down the hall. Scanning to see if any other staff were still up here. Even glancing across the windows at the other corridor, Karim could say you both had incredibly timing to not get caught. So all he had to do was go down to the front office and ruin the fun but...

Upon realizing not one of you had come out to see if there really was someone out here. Karim slowly began wondering if he’d been seen. And as his heart pounded in his chest. Unable to push the thought of your head being pushed down. Or the grip Kurono held on the back of your head. God or the way he tipped his head back knowing that your lips must feel that heavenly. Karim reached down to no surprise. Finding himself aching in his pants. Cock pressed to the fabric. Outline of his length insanely obvious if anyone were to see him. So as he saw it, going to tell on the both of you seemed self incriminating with how his hard on would look just as bad if anyone saw it.

Weighing his options. And not being intruded on. He couldn’t believe he found himself counting. All the way to thirty. Like that was a magical number or something. But as he pressed hard into the metal locker just a few feet from the classroom door. He was beginning to see his peeping was in the clear. He hadn’t been spotted.

No way he could leave with such an obvious problem in his slacks. And with the tempting gift of seeing you in such a compromising position. Karim fought the devils in his mind and lost. Compelled to look once more. Sucking in a breath like that’s what would give him away. Karim eased back into the small window of the door only to immediately be blessed with what he’d hope to find.

You, legs spread as far as could be, in the throws of enjoying your husband’s face between your legs. Karim didn’t even care how obvious it was that he could see Kurono running his tongue up and down your slit. Tongue teasing your entrance just to come back up and circle around your clit. Karim got to see it all. Unable to peel himself away now.

Hand being shoved down his pants. The music teacher couldn’t control himself. Not when his cock physically hurt with each throbbing twitch. Watching entranced when you raked your fingers through your husband’s hair. Imagining it was his hair that you needed to grip. That it was his tongue ravaging your most delicate parts. Karim licking his lips thinking about the way you tasted as his fist pumped his cock in the confines of his pants.

Then as you looked to be in the throws of your encroaching orgasm. Kurono stopped. Much to Karim’s displeasure. For a second he’d almost forgot he was the peeping tom here. Wanting to bang his fist on the door and tell him to make you cum already. He hardly stopped himself. Squeezing his length in the process and feeling the ooze of slimy precum soaking into his boxers. That was the sliminess that wasn’t coating his fingers.

Something was said. No way he could hear it. Even when he leaned into the door frame. Nothing but muffled. Fist tightly around his cock as he rubbed just his thumb over his sensitive head. Waving his own orgasm just yet. Needing to know exactly what had been whispered between the two of you as he peered into the room.

Unsure if he’d been caught at this point. So far as to say he didn’t even care. Karim dropped his pants a little. Freeing up his ability to move as he stroked himself. Short, furious strokes over his aching cock. Now he could drag his fingers along the length of himself as his free hand pressed down at the base of his cock. Milking himself in a downward motion uncaring about the precum that drooled from his tip as he watched the next act unfold.

You, no longer on the desk. Instead wiggling out of your panties as Kurono moved up on the desk. Getting between his legs to share a passionate kiss. His pale hand guiding you to his cock. Setting the pace at which to stroke him as your lips remained locked. The hand that wasn’t guiding your strokes happened to find its way up to the mess of hair at the nap of your neck. Holding you close as the kiss grew messy and needy. Just as Karim’s strokes did. Repeatedly licking his lips as he jerked himself off to the thought of your plump lips on his of all things.

Finally the two of you broke apart. Kurono laying back on his desk. You very obviously crawling up on top of him. Karim getting a full view of your soaked slit as you wiggled your ass in the direction of the door. Unaware completely if he had been figured out. Only pressing harder into the door as he picked up the pace of his fist around his cock.

Having to fight off everything in him. Karim clasped his free hand over his mouth as an embarrassingly low moan bubbled up in his chest when he saw you sink down on your husband’s cock. Slipping so perfectly into your velvety wet walls. Karim could have covered his own fist in cum right then and there. Knowing if you’d ever slip down on his cock like that, he’d blow his load immediately. Nearly cursing Kurono that he could keep his composure that well with your cunt all around him. It was all he ever thought about. Gushy, gummy walls milking his cock. Karim consumed by the thought with his fingers gliding up and down his length. Slowly coming to stroke himself in time to the way you rode him.

Muffled pleasurable noises behind the door. Karim could just barely hear your moaning. And the way you didn’t hide it either. Head thrown back and hips working double time to meet the snap of your husband’s hips. Karim pumped his cock to the rhythm of Kurono’s cock being driven into you. Tightening his fingers around himself slowly as you looked to come undone each passing second.

“S-Shit- Shit shit-” Karim hadn’t spare a thought of what to do if he did cum.

It was hopeless to stop though. Glued to the window when your body began to tremble. Thighs first. Your tummy and tits jiggling with Kurono’s thrusts. Your hands being drug down his chest and your lips open as pleasure came crashing down on you. Karim couldn’t focus between the idea of pumping his cum into your warm insides or feeding it all to you with those glossy eyes looking up at him. Finally giving in as he watched you climax on your husband’s cock and his desk. Utterly convulsing while Kurono held you down on his lap and fucked you right through it. Extending your orgasm past anything he could do as Karim forced his teeth to bite down on the fat of his thumb. Muffling his own noises as he looked down only for a second. To see the first thick rope of cum spray against the door in front of him. His legs shaking and his breath hitching. Karim watched a couple more spurts splash against the wood of the door before looking up. Stroking himself right to the point of insanity as he saw Kurono’s hips push up into you.

You all but dead weight on him now. The man rutting into you. Holding you close. And upon just a spare closer look Karim could see his cock twitch. Turning the music teacher on to no end to think about all his cum pour into your now twitching cunt. Dreaming of how good it would feel to add his own to the mess. Mix it up in you. Or even watch Kurono push it back into you with his cock. Karim realized he was stroking his drooling half hard cock be the time both of you seemed to have let out one big sigh and relax on top of one another.

Suddenly snapped back to reality. Karim saw the cum dripping down the door. So very obvious as the thick globs stayed together until they hit the floor. His hand no better with the cum that hadn’t made it on the door frame. Only to coat his fingers and make everything musky and slick.

In a moment of panic. And forgetting what it was he had come down here to do in the first place. Karim fumbled to yank his slacks back up. Forgetting for a second to be silent as he reefed on his zipper and tried to duck out of the way of the window. In such a frenzy to not get caught he slipped past the door. Rushing the bathroom to clean up the mess and make it out of the school building before either of you did.

Utterly not seeing the missing instrument he was looking for right next to Kurono’s desk. Placed so pristinely on the first desk in the front. As though it was waiting for someone to come and get it at just the right time...

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Fire Force | How They Show Affection

a/n this is a lil self-indulgent oops

Benimaru

Benimaru doesn't exactly come off as the most affectionate person in the world. He's not always physically loving and it's rare he'll tell you that he loves you, however he doesn't just straight up neglect you. He truly does love you; he's just very emotionally stunted.

He has a difficult time expressing his feelings for you, so he may come off as a little crass at times. But when he does, he always finds a way to make it up to you somehow. Whether that be with Konro's help by cooking your favorite foods, or him taking you out on a night around Asakusa.

It's easiest to tell how much he cares for you when it comes to anything involving your safety. He knows you can probably fend for yourself, but he will still do everything in his power and beyond to make sure you're uninjured. And god forbid anyone who lays a hand on you. Once it's all over, though, he'll try to calm down enough and just hold you. That's probably the best comfort the both of you can provide for each other.

Konro

Konro is fairly moderate when it comes to showing you affection. He loves you dearly, but he won't smother you (or at least he will try not to). He knows there's limits, but sometimes he can't help but want to kiss you right then and there. Beni cringes and the the twins forever make fun of the both of you, but that doesn't matter to Konro. What's wrong with showing his s/o some loving?

He's not opposed to pda in the slightest, of course he won't go overboard with it though. He enjoys holding your hand when the two of you go out on walks. He loves the feel of your hand in his much larger one because let's face it, the man is a giant.

Not only does he show you physical affection, but Konro, in private, will whisper all the things he loves about you and how happy you make him. He adores you and you have made his life better. Whenever you end up as the topic of conversation somehow, he always has this fond smile on his lips without even realizing.

Joker

There are not many moments you get to see your lover for more than a few hours at a time, but when you do, Joker makes sure to make the most of these fleeting moments. He knows it's not a good idea to have you in his life, but you somehow managed to sneak your way into his heart and he's fallen hard.

Joker is very much a physical lover. Any chance he gets, his hands are going to be all over you, and he doesn't give a shit who sees. He's a big fan of you sitting in his lap and just hugging him. The heat and weight from your body just soothes him in a way no cigarette could. Also expect many makeout sessions. He loves the taste of your lips and the way it confirms that you're really there with him.

Pda is a very touchy subject. While he normally doesn't care about who sees him loving up his partner, he still worries the wrong people are going to see and use it against him. So as much as he has that doesn't give a shit attitude, he has to be very careful sometimes. The only person he feels the safest showing affection in front of, is Licht. And it's always fun making the mad scientist uncomfortable.

Obi

This man will love on you 24/7/365 all the time. There isn't a moment where you will feel neglected from Obi. He genuinely loves you and feels the need to make sure you know. Besides, he can't keep his hands to himself when it comes to you.

Obi is another physical lover, but he's also very good about being vocal about his adoration as well. All around, he's the ultimate package. Whenever you're around, his hands are on you somehow. He likes to mostly hold your waist though. He also enjoys giving you kisses on your knuckles, and it's become a habit for him to kiss them before he leaves anywhere.

He doesn't mind pda in the slightest, in fact, he encourages. He's not outrageous in public, but he would be willing to give you a soft peck on the lips, hold your hands, hug you, etc... He's not embarrassed of showing you affection in public at all. Why should he be? Your his s/o, so he's allowed to love on you if he wants to.

#fire force #enn enn no shouboutai #fire force x reader #fire force imagines #benimaru #benimaru shinmon #konro #konro sagamiya #fire force joker #joker #obi #akitaru obi #enen no shouboutai #fire force x you

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kaedeakeshisworld · 1 year

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Misunderstanding

cw: Y/n being wife material, a shopping session to end the day, Leo and Y/n are the it couple for some reason insert emoji here, a little bit of a heated argument, reader-chan leaves Leo unannounced, Haruki is such a wonderful man ( still defending his boss though)

wc: 2819

gist: Y/n is going to confront Leo about the conversation she overheard when he was in his office. Is he going to tell her the truth or is he going to brush it off because it isn’t about her?

c/s: here you have it the second chapter of this story( the next chapter is already written, I just need to finetune it!)

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Leo is still working, he hasn’t quit his office yet. You’re getting a bit bored here. Perhaps you should go home and sort your life out because the week is starting. Huh! You shouldn’t be thinking about that.

Instead, you check the time on the clock. It's almost one pm. You’re getting hungry so you decide to check the cupboards, see if there is something that can temporarily soothe your hunger. Well some corn crackers, there’s chocolate chip cookies too. I find this odd! He is so fit. Why does he have such items in his flat? That’s none of my business. I don’t live here. Why should I care? Meh, you really want something solid now like… italian flavours in a light meal. Let me think! Pasta? Hell no, postprandial somnolence is going to hit me so hard. I won’t do a single thing throughout the day. Also, my body and my brain do not understand the concept of naps. Instead, I do nap roulette and go to bed with no wake up alarm. Who knows when I will wake up? In three hours or five? It remains a mystery to me. Telling myself I will sleep for forty minutes has only resulted in me waking up in the early morning. Find the problem? It’s me, obviously. Maybe a salad? That is not enough for me. Well, I have to cook for this liar too. Hey, I have to calm myself down jumping to conclusions so fast? I haven’t even confronted him yet.

A jar of sun dried tomatoes, fresh ciabatta bread from the bakery, burrata in the fridge.

A pesto verde jar. A loaded toast would be great! I’ll finely chop some onions and squeeze lime juice on them for a bit of crunch. I’ll make some cucumber matchsticks for a side dish. Water is also needed.

But first, a salad made with lettuce, peach, avocado and some roasted sweet potato. A simple dressing sauce with olive oil, salt, maple syrup and balsamic vinegar with it is a delight.

One for you and the other for him. You plate everything, put it on a tray and head to his office. In front of that door, you wait a little to check if he's no longer on a phone call. Doesn't seem like it's the case. You knock on the door and hear his voice.

"Honey, come in."

He’s so focused on his work. As soon as you put this on his desk, you hurry to leave that room. You know better than to stay there.

"Hi handsome, I got you some lunch. I hope you don’t mind me barging in your work space…"

"Not at all, sweetie. Don’t stay there, come closer."

You go towards him

"Where may I put this?"

He points towards the table facing the sofa

"I’m going to have a break. Would you honour me with your company?"

Do I or don’t I? I shouldn’t be here, I gotta go before my stomach grumbles. Also, I don't want to be with him now. What should I do?

"Y/n answer me, will you?"

"Uh…" Your stomach betrays you by its growling noises.

"I’ll take that as a yes I’ll be back with your food since you brought mine. Please have a seat."

He comes back shortly. Serves you your food, you thank him. He kisses your head and sits facing you on the opposite side of the table.

"Thank you for this wonderful meal. It’s really good. I love the sweet and salty combination especially when it comes to salad."

Congratulating me now! Wow, you are bold. I wonder what his response to my question will be?

"Ah it’s not much, I just whipped up something quite fast!"

“No seriously. Whenever I am fully absorbed into work I tend to forget to do the most basic things such as eating.”

“It can happen sometimes.”

“So…”

“Yes, darling”

I meticulously prepare my lie. Trying my best to sound confident with my words, right?!

“I was wandering through the hallway” you scratch your head “and I overheard you say ‘how is my son going’ on the phone?”

“And?”

Be fucking for real in this moment. Just confirm or deny what I'm asking? Is it that hard?

“Can’t you read the room? Why would I ask you this?”

“Out of curiosity?”

“Don’t you think you have a little bit of explaining to do?”

“Love," he leans back on his seat and sighs before carrying on "if there’s something I need to tell you I will do it in due time. However, I do not recall talking loudly on the phone. So, I take it you were… secretly listening to my private conversation. It’s just a speculation, don’t get offended. If you do and question me then I hit the bull’s eye”

“How dare you, Leo? I did not do that?”

“You’re sure about that. Let me see… Ah you heard the lady’s name, right?”

You avert your eyes. They observe the ficus bonsai plant. You look at it for a good minute. Darn it! I thought I was cautious enough. Was he aware of my movements behind that door? Did I make too much noise? What am I getting stressed about?

Your silence corroborates his suspicion.

“You shouldn’t worry about her. You’re the one I am with and I am obsessed with you if this can reassure anything. She’s a relative of mine so there is no use in hating her or ‘my son’.You’re so cute when you’re angry. I would like to see that side of yours more often. I know how to put it to work.”

You quickly change the topic of this conversation

“Let me take this to the kitchen.”

“No way! Let me do the work. I'll take this, put it in the dishwasher and I’ll call it a day concerning work. We’re going out. I’m going to give you the attention you need. The only thing left for you to do is to go get dressed.”

You go directly to his closet and pick one of his silk button up shirts. You chose a maroon one. Get black high knee boots and let your hair down.

“You look stunning!!”

“Thank you. You don’t look so bad either.”

“You got jokes, huh. C’mon let’s go!”

A skincare shop; your safe haven, numerous smells flood your nostrils and you can try new products.

Oh, body oil and a whole new set for shower and bath routine. I have to check this out.

Skincare shops that let you try their sample products are a must. Of course, sanitising hands before touching my face is necessary. The smell of the store floods your nostrils.

The extensive sort of products never cease to amaze you. A papaya one draws your attention.

The worker informs you that it is a new arrival and it progressively makes success. You open it. Honestly, the smell is divine. It makes your skin shine and they also have body yoghurt for it.You need to get at least two you put in your basket.

“May I please get the whole set for this fragrance twice.”

“Coming ma’am. Is there anything else you would like to have?”

“Not for the moment. If need be I’ll ask.”

“I get it.”

Next comes the argan body oil. Some body butters for a change you get an aloe vera one, honey and the last one is cocoa butter. You pay all this with one of Leonard’s cards.

You got a ton of compliments. Each time those came from men, Leo’s embrace tightened around your waist. You interpreted it as ‘I’m reminding you that you are only mine and I am yours. Don’t forget that’

But when women showered him with praise specifically because he looks like that. You were fuming inside. Bitches, don’t touch what doesn’t belong to you. Girl, you better get your hands off of my man before I start swinging. But he politely declined them, leaving them horrified with his comments

“I already have a wonderful lady by my side as you can see or maybe you don’t since you keep insisting like that. I can’t do women like you: you may ask why? The answer is simple” he leans closer in their ears to disclose the secret

“You simply cannot keep up with my high libido! When you are able to endure a sex marathon, let me know. I’ll gladly call you back. That is if I am on interested in someone else.”

He intently ogles your figure after he's done with his monologue. And he leaves them there, by the way these ladies are often well off and they’re just ten years older than him but he tried it twice. He thought it was better for him not to do it ever again.

"Why is everyone gone?"

"Because I am the one renting the store for two hours. You can get anything you need."

There is one employee mainly attending to your needs, picking up the clothes you tell him to and you also listen to what he has to suggest.

Your eyes spotted the perfect dress.

It's a black spaghetti strap dress with a vertiginous slit that is probably on your hip bone and goes a tad bit up. You have to try this on. It is the dress!

When you enter the dress room, Leo goes after you and sits on the main sofa while you go change.

The first item you tried on was a midnight blue baby doll dress, there wasn’t much shine to it. It enhances your cleavage and makes your legs look superb with the peep toe suede black shoes. Fairly discreet but effective, nice!

You draw the curtain and ask Leo.

“What do you think about this one?”

It takes him a good minute to utter his opinion upon this outfit.

“I think it looks pretty on you but we both know you’re less likely to call it your fave fit.”

“You’re right! I’ll try some more on.”

You draw the curtain back and try on a scandalous pair of jean short shorts. Honestly by the look of it, you’re pretty sure this will leave your buttcheeks without any supervision whatsoever but it doesn’t hurt to try something new? You pair this one with a crochet crop top that leaves nothing to the imagination concerning your pierced nipples. It’s small, you got some underboob hanging but damn it looks good. This fit completed by sandals or mules would be perfect. You’ll get some later.

You draw the curtain again for your eyes to land on him. You do a little slow spin for him to check out what you’re wearing. When you’re done you don’t miss his smirk as well as his change of tone.

“What do we have here?”

You play dumb, he knows exactly what this is about so just say it.

“I don’t know, you tell me.”

“So you wanna play like that…”

“Play what? I don’t get what you’re saying.” You continue “I think this is a great outfit for summer so I’m getting this one.”

His eyes for some reason are still glued on your nips.

“You never informed me you had pierced nipples?”

“You never asked about it so why would I?”

"Behave!"

“Oh!” you giggle “You’re really going to do that here?”

“Do what?”

“Great, keep playing dumb. I like that.”

Next item is a golden tulle peplum dress, adorned with a black belt that highlights your cinched waist. Majestic embroidery on the hem of it. You put your hands on your hips and strike the Josuke Hijikata pose.

"That's a business woman type o’ fit. We’re getting that one!"

"And… my opinion?"

He eyed you up and down. He motioned his left hand for you to do a 180. You oblige. He bites his lower lip. I can't wait to be next to her in that dress. Good Lord, have mercy on me! I don't think I deserve her sometimes.

"I know you like it."

"A little bit."

"You can always grow to like it. We don’t have to get it now. Maybe later when a few important dates come up."

"Yeah, let’s do that!”

This black spaghetti strap risqué-ish dress. Woah. This is trouble. No panties already because of the slit. Let me just see his reaction.

“Uhm… what do you think?”

“Sit on my lap.”

You do. His hand lands on your hip bone and he strokes it, painfully slowly.

“What are you doing, Leo?”

“Nothing honey. I am appreciating the gift before my eyes. Won't you let me?”

“I'm your gift.”

“No underwear too? My goodness, you're a menace.”

“You wanted to see lacy panties?”

No answer for this one. You get up and leave to try the other item. He calls the employee.

“Please, I would like to have the catalogue for this specific dress.”

“I'll bring a copy to you right away. Anything else?”

“I want this dress in cobalt blue and black.”

“Noted and added to your item list, sir.”

This is the last one I'm trying. A strapless trumpet dark olive green dress. I feel like a princess. It's so long, I’d have to pair this with stripper height type heels because the only other option is to get it tailored. Yeah, the last one might be it.

"Here I am."

A little twirl to showcase this lovely dress.

"You look absolutely stunning!"

"I’m getting this one tailored."

"Great idea."

Shopping is done for this you don’t know the cost because Leo insisted that you shouldn’t know. That’s only if I don’t figure it out myself.

In the car

I’m going to stop this semblance of tangible peace. I have to. I won’t back down until I know who she is to Leo.

“So, won’t you tell me who she is?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“Aura? Who else could it be?”

"No, I’m not. It simply doesn’t concern you.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, that's between her and me.”

Why is he trying to keep the matter private? I… I thought there were no secrets between us but apparently I am undoubtedly wrong. Where did I sign up for this type of suspicious behaviour? He does not budge one bit when I want to know this person’s identity. What is he trying to hide?

“Want to keep this going?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Oh, yes you do. You. fucking. do. Leo!”

“Why are you making a scene all of sudden, Y/n?”

"It is my legitimate right to."

"This is something out of your control, get over it!"

You know what. Good for you I’m out this shit

Leo leaves the car without looking at you. You can sense he’s over it. Your persistence is something he might not like as of now.

I ain’t changing for nobody. He better tell me who she is before I find it myself.

“Haruki please, take me home.”

“Yes, ma'am. I just have to inform sir Burns that I am doing it.”

He reaches for his phone and looks for Leo’s number in his contacts list. As he is about to press the call button, you stop him from doing it.

Haruki has never experienced someone grabbing his arm in such a way. He looks at your hand and then his eyes make contact with yours. Well, this is definitely something out of his reach yet the least he can do is listen to what you have to tell him.

“Please, don’t! He’ll come looking for me and I don’t want him to. I would like to be alone.”

“Understood.”

You provide him with your address. It’s a short silent car ride of twenty minutes. You’re on your phone checking a few emails you have purposely ignored up until now. You redact them and program them all to be sent by this evening at eight o’ clock. The car finally stops moving. Haruki quits the driver’s seat to open the door for you. But first, he gets your shopping bags.

“Thank you ever so much Haruki.”

“There’s no problem. My pleasure.”

He also gives you his card to let you know you can call him.

“I don’t know what happened between you and the boss but if there’s anything I can do to help you. Please, do not hesitate calling me!”

“That is very sweet of you. Drive back safely, Haruki.”

“I will.”

And just like that he leaves you at your door. You send him a message right away to let him know your number that way he can save it. But you didn’t expect this peculiar message from him.

Ma’am, it is none of my business to interfere between you and the boss but I have to let you know that he doesn’t cheat on women. He is not of that kind. Have a wonderful evening!

Haruki

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you take them to the hair store: shinra, arthur, benimaru, vulcan, ogun genre: comedy, a little bit of fluff pairing: w/ black! fem reader cw: cursing

SHINRA KUSAKABE

he went with you because he likes the way it smells for some reason

will probably try to lick one of the products

his signature smile will probably scare a few people but as he keeps coming, they get used to it

he likes to mess around with the makeup section of the store

will build a bond with the owner and workers of the store to get you a discount (it works)

everytime you would go without him, the workers will ask "where's your lil boo thang?"

the workers will jokingly say "you can't come in without him sis"

ARTHUR BOYLE

you were getting ready to go, you told arthur that you will be back after running to the hair store

he insisted on going with you because he says "your majesty should be accompanied by protection" or something

when you take him, all of the workers were shocked because they didn't expect you to come in with him

since you were close to them, you talked frequently about your relationship with arthur, to which they told you to bring him to the shop sometime

though, they didn't know the time would be now

when you and some customer was going for the last hair gel, HE DREW HIS DAMN SWORD saying "let it go, peseant"

at least you got it

the maniquenns be throwing him off because he's all like "DID THEY GET BEHEADED

overall, 10/10 experience with him at the hair store

BENIMARU SHINMON

at first, he didn't want to go because he's lazy, but since you bribed him with sukiyaki, he took the offer and went with you

boy was that a bad idea

this nigga had everybody staring at both you and him (yall compliment each other so well)

so many people didn't know if they wanted to be you, or be him

will probably complain that you're there for a while

i know this nigga got some nice ass curls before he got that damn silk press

so you got some hair products for him as well because you wanted to see what his hair looked like

he was against it at first, but gave in to your persuasive nature

safe to say, them curls were GLORIOUS

VULCAN JOSEPH

he interested in how you do your hair and wants to learn how to do it and which hair to use

he will accompany you because he just loves being there with you in public

he's fascinated by the way you instantly know which hair to get for each hair style

"get red so we can match" is a common phrase FOR EVERY HAIR STYLE

will tell you to get a certain hairstyle because he knows you will look great in it

tell you to get a product because it smells nice

the man loves animals, so he got beef with gorilla snot

"THEY TAKING SNOT FROM A GORILLA?! HELL NAH"

yea, quite the experience

OGUN MONTGOMERY

he went because it's like a chore going with you

he constantly complains about not having enough products for his hair, especially conditioner

so when he goes with you, he instantly goes into the section with durags and conditioner

he will also get some little gold accessories to put in his hair and will get you some for your hair

he wants to get matching bonnets and durags with you because he thinks that yall will be like them black couples on pinterest

will offer to pay for everything (to which you object to sometimes but he still pays for it)

HE KNOWS HOW TO DO YOUR HAIR

will pick out the color of the braiding hair because he knows which ones will suit you better

mmm, that's a black king right there

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