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pillow-anime-talk · 8 months

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Hello! For your event can i request 45. “Should I fuck you? So beg for it.” with Haruomi Shingu? Thank you very much!

# tags: scenario; kinda friends with benefits; roommates!au; hot romance; smut; pwp; adult!reader; but still age-gap (10 years); nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual acitivities, from dry humping to lazy sex, sex on the couch, sloppy kisses, hips gripping, kinda daddy kink

includes: gender neutral reader ft. haruomi shingu {paradox live; buraikan}

author’s note: he is so fine...

45. “Should I fuck you? So beg for it.”

It was the most ordinary Friday in the world, and there was nothing to indicate that you were doing anything more that day than making yourself warm dinner, cleaning your bedroom and turning on the latest Netflix series, which premiered since March last year. You recently came back from work, your back hurt and all you wanted was a hot bubble bath, a glass of sweet wine and some peace in the presence of cherry candles. However, plans changed as quickly as the weather outside the window; suddenly the clear blue sky was covered with dark clouds and Japan was covered with torrential rain.

“Should I fuck you? So beg for it.”

That’s the change of plans I was talking about.

Instead of lying under a blanket and eating buttered popcorn, your ruddy face and large pupils were focused on Haruomi, who had come home from his restaurant. His strong, large hands held your hips tightly, and you moved your body, rubbing against the swollen cock hidden under the fabric of black very tight pants, decorated with a belt with silver elements.

You and the man lived together for several years – your presence did not bother the other person, you often passed each other in the corridor or in the kitchen, being from completely different worlds. He worked in a small Chinese bar, which he founded himself, and by the way he had a great musical talent. You focused on developing your career as an employee in an international company as an HR manager, and by the way you had a knack for learning languages. You were complete opposites: you were organized, had natural sleeping and eating habits, while the ten years older man suffered from insomnia and, despite running a restaurant, ate small portions and often drank energy drinks or coffee, and disliked basic household chores. Nevertheless, you got along like old friends without much commitment to each other.

Because of your jobs and way of life too, you both were quite extreme about relationships, marriage, and dating. So you entered into an innocent idea that consisted of an occasional dinner together and an occasional quickie to ease the stress on your souls and forgot about your responsibilities.

“Just fuck me, I know you want it. You can’t stop your body from responding to me.” You replied with a slight smile, pressing harder on his cock, which all he wanted was to free himself from the tight clothes. The dark haired man just rolled his eyes, squeezing the skin on your hips once again. The black T-shirt covering your chest was definitely very unnecessary. So he quickly got rid of it and then changed your position – this time you were on the couch, causing your back to touch the dark, slightly hard surface. “Please.” You gave in, purring low and looking at him with a smol twinkle in your eye. Haruomi only unbuttoned his pants, and after a short second he untied the bow made of a thin string. Your sweatpants have been slightly slid down.

From inside his wallet, which was always in the back pocket of his pants, the man took out a gold-wrapped condom, which he immediately put on his manhood. You immediately wet the underwear that was still on your hips. So you decided to speed up the process of getting ready for sex and took off your comfortable tracksuits and greenish lace panties, dropping them to the dark wooden floor.

“I’m tired and you only think about yourself.” He said in a bored voice. After a short while, he was over your body, tapping the head of his cock against your private parts. You giggled contentedly. “It’s not fun. You work eight hours per day, and I work from the time I wake up until I go to bed.” He rolled his eyes.

You lifted your hips slightly, letting him know you wanted more than stupid talk, and he sighed under his breath.

“... Don’t be so strict, daddy.” You said half jokingly, half seriously. The twinkle in his eye was far too visible. And that was quite motivating.

Haruomi spat on his hand, smearing latex with his own saliva, and then entered you in one quick move. You moaned in pleasure at the feeling of the pleasant pushing against your walls, then wrapped your legs around him.

The light movements of the hips in the next few seconds became much stronger, more measured, definitely deeper. You were in seventh heaven; a hard week at work, recent projects, home chores, meetings with friends and lack of time for yourself was finally rewarded with a moment of pleasure, sloppy kisses full of groans and pleasure touching both the top of your head and all your toes. Your breaths mixed with each other, and your hands automatically tightened on his thin shoulders and soft hair.

“... Don’t stop, please.” You asked softly while your eyelids were squeezed shut. Waves of impending orgasm pounded against your G-spot, against your thoughts. Haruomi buried his face in the crook of your neck, kissing it lightly and biting it from time to time. Despite fatigue, reluctance to live and a huge desire to close his eyes he was also in huge pleasure – it was perfectly visible.

He hasn’t had a partner for years, and his only distraction from work and meetings with his only friend – Chisei – was you. Your sex was pure pleasure, there was no feeling or love in it.

You both just needed the occasional moment of elation, blissful orgasm, and just the feeling of warmth spreading through your bodies.

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selenemoonlite · 4 months

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requesting a prompt of fem reader with BURAIKAN wherein she finds Shura/Haruomi at his ramen shop only to recognize him there managing after years of disappearance cause she is a fan, how would Shura react to it!

┈➤ hello there, anon! I can compile your request cause I barely see any Buraikan content. So this will be Shura for this prompt!

┈➤ Haruomi Shingu (Shura)

Buraikan's legacy isn't frail or disappeared. A legacy holds such memories as those of the people's legend. Their music and recognition didn't stop even though its artist hasn't been present over the last 10 years. No conclusion or explanation for where Buraikan is right now, but their music still lingers on every hip-hop enjoyer, their beats, vibe, and how nostalgia their music brought hip-hop to where it is now. You were an avid fan of Buraikan's songs for so long as you can imagine how they disappear without a clue. However, as you swear to take heart of how much they inspire you. It continues for your questionable search where are they now?

You entered a local Ramen shop not so far from the street while listening to Buraikan's popular hits in your tunes. You sat down at the counter, a man appeared facing his back on you. He heard your presence when the chime of the bell rang inside. Silence filled you as you were the only customer, you ordered a special Ramen to fill your stomach but the man only nodded taking your order in front where he cooks live.

Watching his preparations and setting your meal, you were focused on listening to your music whilst to his skills of preparing your Ramen. You patiently waited as mumbled some lyrics you were singing. Undoubted of the whereabouts, the man placed your order in front as he spoke "You love the song, huh? You sung it by heart."

You snapped back out only to find that your Ramen is served. With just minutes and thanking him, before this man could get back on his cooking and cleaning duty he stares at you. You were a bit creeped out, were you too loud singing that he heard you or what? You diminished his stares as you eat quietly.

"Y-you know, I love this song... been a fan of this duo for years." You said as you slurp the noodles in your mouth the man can only laugh. It was contagious that you can feel he is appreciative at some point.

"Was it? I bet that soothes to your taste while you eat."

That moment when he spoke, his deep voice tingled your ears. You paused your music as you tried to convince your consciousness. Somehow his tone is familiar. And yet you don't want to assume if he is someone you heard before.

"The Ramen is on the house, perhaps you don't need to pay it."

"W-wait... are you— you must be?!"

With a thin grin on his mouth, the man can only gesture a finger to shush you as your face reddened from delight and confusion, the owner of this Ramen shop is none other than Shura himself.

#anime and manga #lunaticcreatives =͟͟͞⚝#paradox live #paradox live the animation #paralive #pararai #haruomi shingu #shingu haruomi #shura #paradox live shura #buraikan #lunaticdrabbles ⋆｡° ✮#paradox live headcanons #paradox live imagines #lunatichcs ⋆｡° ✮

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maruren · 2 months

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ParaLive last episodes

I finally finished watching the last 3 episodes of the anime with my friend (she wanted to watch all the anime with me, so she forbade me from spoiling myself or listening to CD-dramas) and two things:

Thank God, Nayuta is alive and (probably relatively) healthy. I won't be able to stand any tragedy with the twins.

WTF you mean Chisei is dead?! I already love Buraikan too much to fully understand and accept that one of them has been dead. For 10 years! I thought Chisei's death was a meme, not reality. How are they still releasing songs?! They're a duet. This is not AKYR or TCW, where, technically, the team can continue to exist if one participant drops out. There is no such thing as a one-person team.

Or is it a team of one person and one illusion? Like this is not just angst, but an agony of pain and constant grief. Cool.

I cannot accept and I refuse to accept that Chisei is dead. All characters of ParaLive deserve happily ever after. In my head, Chisei experienced a clinical death that put him into a deep coma, from which he came out of very late, but then had a wonderful life with Haruomi without any phantometal shit. (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )づ♡ (இ﹏இ`｡)

(I know this is not ( and probably never be) canon, but I don't have a free week to cry and worry about these two, I have a damn university)

#paradox live #paralive #buraikan #chisei kuzuryu #haruomi shingu #not a character's death #i want to know more about this two so badly #i want these two be happy #does Haruomi have two traumas?#I can’t imagine how unbearable his pain #probably similar to Kanata’s one #But if Chisei was in a coma the whole time #that could explain why he still looks so young #tell myself not fell for angst ship #fell for broken glass ship

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welcometothedopeworld · 3 months

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The Rooftop Garden ~ *Haruomi Shingu*

Summary: You have quite the green thumb and your little rooftop garden is your safe haven. So imagine your surprise when you find a stranger tending to your little garden.

Pairing: Haruomi Shingu X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 745

Warning: N/A

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A/N: I'm sure he probably lives above his shop, but just for this Drabble, I have him living in an apartment with other people.

It was your happy place. Sure it took a lot of convincing, but you were grateful your landlord agreed to it. If you weren’t in your apartment, you could be found at the rooftop garden on top of your building.

Even though it was just a small garden, it was full of all kinds of vegetables, herbs, and spices. You even planted some flowers to give the garden some extra color. This little square of paradise that you worked in day in and day out had quickly before your absolute pride and joy.

So you were quite surprised to find someone else tending to your garden this morning.

You tried to be discreet as you carefully watched him work, plucking weeds and watering the plants. There was a reserved sort of charm to him that made him almost swoonworthy. You quickly shook your head at the thought. You’ve been reading too many romance novels as of late if that was your first thought!

Either way, as much as it conflicted you, you were grateful he knew what he was doing. Most people who tried to "help" in your garden ripped out the produce and left the weeds, making it harder for you to tend to your little patch of heaven. It took enough “anonymous” complaints for the other residents to stop encroaching on your little garden. However, you still sent gift baskets of food to your friends as an apology for banning them from your garden.

The man stood up and surveyed the whole garden, and in doing so, he locked eyes with you.

Your first thought was he had such a kind looking face.

Your next thought was how weird your first thought was.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.” He said, his voice soft and soothing. You internally smacked yourself for your cheesy thoughts. Seriously, you need to stop reading so much. “I’m assuming you’re the Guardian of the Garden, yes?”

“I- what?”

He laughed and you purse your lips. He had such a nice laugh. Wow, your romance novels are really bleeding into your real life now.

“Well, that’s what the other tenants and some of the neighbors call you. They tried to warn me from going up here, claiming you were a tyrant about its upkeep. However, they also said I would receive a lovely gift basket from you when the produce was fresh and ripe.”

You felt your cheeks burn in embarrassment. You didn’t think the other residents knew who you were. And now come to find out they called you a tyrant who sent nice gift baskets. It was more than a little mortifying.

“Is that what they’re saying about me?”

“Yeah… sorry.” He trailed off before adding, “I didn't mean to overstep by coming into your garden unannounced. I just thought I’d see what you were growing and noticed some weeds in the tomatoes that I took care of.”

You glanced at the weeds he pulled. You let out a sigh of relief. They really were weeds.

“Do you garden?” You asked, surveying his work some more.

He shrugged. “A little. Nothing as charming as this. I stick mainly to spices, as I don't have enough room in my apartment for all the vegetables I want to grow for my cooking. And I also grow catnip for my cat.”

“Cute.” You mused.

A thought then crossed your mind. No, there was no way you were seriously considering this idea! And yet, he knew his way around a garden, especially when it came to vegetables. Also, you hated to admit it, but the garden was slowly starting to to be a bit too much for just you. An extra pair of hands could really help make the workload lighter.

“Well, you seem to be pretty adept at gardening.” You tried to be casual with your approach to your proposal. “If you’d like to help out whenever you have time, you have my permission.”

“Really?” He seemed surprised but he gave you a warm smile. “That would be great. Thank you so much. I promise I won’t destroy anything.”

You hummed. “If you do really well, I may allow you to plant your own plants next spring.”

“Well, I definitely have some ideas in mind that I would love to discuss with you sometime.”

You smiled at his own proposal. Yes, this could definitely work out. It seemed this was the start of a very beautiful friendship.

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hebimoonlightwrites · 1 year

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WHOO Finally here,Now gonna appease my Buraikan craving! <3 <3 can I request an Fem General reader with Haruomi Shingu <3 <3 with the reader trying to ask him out,but keeps getting frustrated by interruptions or her own clusmly faults ,everytime so they decided to follow them to Club Paradox where she finally asked him hehe

Writer's corner: Heyy! Sure you can, sweetheart! Let me know if there's something you want me to change or fix! Enjoy~♥

mc's pronouns: SHE/HER- reader

words: 1322

Warnings: sfw

⭐"𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭..?"⭐(𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

"What I wanted to tell you, Haruomi, is that.. uhm.."

You stopped talking while looking at the mirror. Your eyes were glowing, imagining that man you fell for in front of your eyes at your reflection's place. You put your hands on the bathroom sink. You had just finished getting dressed, wearing your favourite clothes you also thought were cute enough for the evening out. After all you had planned to have dinner at Raimentei.. but you hadn't chosen that place casually.. there was a reason, and it was indeed Haruomi, the owner. You had fallen in love with him and felt like you needed to tell him what you felt for him. He had to know what kind of feelings he was able to make you feel deep inside your chest.. he had to know how fast your heart used to beat each time his cold but charming eyes met yours, or each time his low voice pronounced your name.. or more simply when you smelled his scent, getting lost in it. You sighed while thinking about it and then mumbled to yourself that you couldn't be a coward: you had to do it, now or never! With some more courage inside your mind, you took a bag and then left your house, heading to Raimentei, where Haruomi was still working hard.

"Good evening, y/n..", Haruomi greeted you, while still cooking for customers. His eyes glowed softly at your sight: you were beautiful... You couldn't help but smiled brightly as you saw him. Just at his sight, you could feel your heart racing and your forehead starting sweating like after a marathon. You brought your hands on your chest and smiled back at him. His cold eyes had a hint of softness that made your cheeks feel as if they were burning. You were already friends, and you also knew Chisei too. You greeted Haruomi as well before sitting on the restaurant counter, in front of him. The white-haired man smiled slightly at you before asking what he could have gotten for you. Even if blushing heavily and feeling your own throat getting drier minute by minute, you managed to answer him with your favourite dish. You spent the next few minutes looking around the place. All the customers couldn't help but enjoy Haruomi's cooking and it really made you feel so happy for him. You knew him too well, and you knew how hard life had been with him, so you were glad to realize that everything was going amazingly for him lately!

"Here, y/n.. Sorry for taking so long. I hope you'll enjoy it.", a familiar and low voice snapped you into reality again. You turned around only to see Haruomi's yellow charming eyes. You blushed immediately but smiled softly, while moving a lock of your soft hair behind your ear. After that you started eating, getting a warmer feeling inside your chest at each bite of his cooking. It was delicious.. there were any words to describe how great of a cook Haruomi was! You then looked at him again: he was still cooking, while holding a pan. His cold eyes were lost in thoughts and each movement he did was kind of instinctive. His face in profile looked handsome.. His nose was cute just like his pale lips. You had to tell him..

"Haruomi, I....", you spoke, getting his attention. The 36-years-old man turned his head towards you, a hint of softness and affection coming from his yellow and usually cold eyes. He waited for your words, but you really couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Damn.. Why it must be so difficult to confess?.. You kept staring at his eyes while he was smiling softly at you. "Haruomi, I... I li-", you couldn't finish the sentence that Chisei entered Raimentei: "Haruomi!! My friend, how is work going?". You sighed but smiled. Actually you felt kind of annoyed by Chisei's timing.. Exactly when you thought you could have confessed your feeling, the blonde rapper had entered the place, getting Haruomi's attention. They started talking to each other about spending the same night at Club Paradox. Apparently there would be a new battle between two groups of rappers. You listened closely.. Why Chisei must be so talkative?! You were becoming kind of impatient.. you were literally feeling more nervous and anxious to express your feelings to Haruomi, but Chisei couldn't stop sharing his excitement for the battle with his friend. In the meantime Haruomi wasn't talking but listening to Chisei, while keeping cooking for the customers.

After some minutes that you felt like eternity, Chisei stopped talking and then sat next to you, smiling friendly. "Y/n! How are you?", he spoke smiling. You looked at him with evident anxiety. "Huh? Are you okay?..", he whispered. You immediately then explained your plan.. the fact that you wanted to confess your crush on Haruomi.. the fact that your heart used to beat faster while being around him.. The blonde and tall rapper immediately chuckled happily, understanding why you looked so frustrated: he had interrupted you! That's how you saw Chisei standing and waving at Haruomi, while leaving Raimentei. You couldn't help but smiled, thanking him deeply inside your mind. You took a great breath, before turning around and trying again to confess: "Haruomi, I..."

You got interrupted, again. This time was a customer, feeling sick and asking Haruomi if he had a painkiller. You sighed anxious again. Damn.. you were slowly losing your patience due to all those interruptions. After that customer, another interruption came and you couldn't help but stand up and leaving Raimentei. You walked back home with your heart beating faster due to anger: why was it happening?! Was the fate the culprit? Was destiny the one that didn't want you to confess!? And if so, why?! You walked through streets, reaching your house and laying down on your bed. You felt exhausted and sad now. How could you have confessed your feelings if everything had interrupted you?! After a few minutes, you sat on your bed. You got an idea: "Club Paradox...", you mumbled to yourself and then immediately wore a coat and left the house for the umpteenth time. You ran as fast as you could, getting the attention of all the people who were walking oustide. You couldn't give up.. You didn't have to give up! You had to tell him!!

As you reached the club, you saw Haruomi and Chisei standing on the stage. They were in front of another group of rappers, so you realized that Buraikan was one of the group in battle! You watched them using their phantometal's illusions against the other rappers and you got surprised by their strength even if you had already seen them battling before. Haruomi's yellow eyes were glowing in the battle and you found yourself staring at him in surprise and admiration. After the battle you took the chance to reach the two rappers. Haruomi looked surprise to see you there, since it wasn't definitely a place for someone like you. A hint of sweetness and protection came from Haruomi's eyes, as he put his hands on your shoulders while asking why you were there. You then immediately spoke: "Haruomi, I love you! I love you!"

You could see his eyes softly opening wider at the realization that you had a crush on him. He looked down at you and smiled again, this time with a hint of love in his usually cold eyes. He kept an hand on your shoulder while moving the other one to your hair. His hand softly caressed your head and soon moved down to your cheek, his eyes staring at your red lips. Haruomi sighed happily and leaned closer, softly pressing his lips on yours. After breaking the kiss, Haruomi chuckled slightly: "I love you too, y/n.. Wanna hang out..? As a proper date and not at Raimentei, though..."

#paradox live #paralive #paradox live x reader #paradox live buraikan #paralive buraikan #buraikan #paradox live shingu #haruomi shingu #paralive shingu #paradox live drabble #paralive drabble

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