#enen no shouboutai benimaru

[pancakey-haley]

A random Beni in between all my OP stuff

[ezariumi]

紅ちゃんお誕生日おめでとう！！ これからもずっと永遠の推し！！！！！ 2025.02.20

[eradicatedd]

[dazedantics]

A yellow glow creeped along the shadowed floor. The lanterns they emenated from sat in the ever busy hall. A door was slid shut. Clothes then rustled softly in the corner.

Your back still turned to the entrance, you opened an eye. Half-asleep, you still replied, "Welcome back."

More shifting.

Then, a dip in the mattress behind you.

"Y'know, you don't have ta keep waitin' up for me."

You hummed softly, smile subconsciously working itself on your lips. Maybe it was the familiar rasp of voice, the heap of warmth comforting your back, or the muscular pull of arms drawing you closer, but you couldn't keep the giddy joy from blooming in your chest.

"I know, but I like the extra time with you."

A gentle nuzzle into the nape of your neck.

"You see me everyday ... Surprised you're not tired of me yet."

A giggle held back by fingers to your lips. "I could never."

And it was true. Even after days and days of repeated minute long check ins, you never grew tired of seeing him, hearing him, or anything of the sort. All it did was make you more excited for those almost routinely moments. Though you weren't sure if there was ever a way you could convince him you meant that.

"Did everything go well today?"

"Mhmm. The girls caused more trouble than usual but it was handled."

"Hika and Hina? I can take care of them for you tomorrow."

"It's alright, Konro's on it."

"Damn, beat me to it again."

"I asked him to."

As you shifted around, he used a strong arm to lift the blanket till you were face to face. His tired eyes were half-lidded, brows relaxed from their frown, and thick lips set in their usual pout. His pulse was low and steady, a natural lullaby to sooth you to sleep. The X and O of his pupils tracked you slowly. Nature's way of allowing him to say "hugs and kisses" without needing to open his mouth, you liked to joke, the deep pink of his irises used as further evidence as they were "the color of love" (he was not amused).

"Why not ask me? I'm sure he'd like a break too."

"Cause we're going out tomorrow." He placed a large hand on your hip, thumb caressing the soft flesh. "And I'm waking you up early so get some sleep."

"Not if I wake up first."

"Heh, sure."

"I'm really looking forward to it. But, you know I can help you out with things like this."

He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head. "Thanks, but I don't want them to cause you trouble. I know they developed more of my ... less admirable qualities."

Smiling, you draped an arm over his back. Fingers traced the outline of well-defined muscles and down the length of his spine. Maybe it was cause of his training or cause he was simply used to it, but he didn't shiver or flinch under your ministrations.

"Well if I can handle you, I think I can handle two kids."

His lips finally curled into that rare smile. "I'm sure you could."

A deep yawn escaped him and you subconsciously followed suit.

"Get some sleep. You stayed up late waiting for me so I'm sure you're tired."

You tucked your head against his firm chest. His warm scent enveloped your senses like a cozy hearth, another factor that would ease your into a quick slumber. He rested his chin atop you, large arms hugging you closer.

"Since you work so hard everyday, I'll let you rest. But we're talking about this tomorrow."

"After tomorrow."

"Why not tomorrow?"

"Like I said, I'm taking you out. No worrying about anything but where you wanna go next and if you're happy."

Closing your eyes, a smile lifted your lips.

"Alright, fine. After tomorrow. But don't think a day out is gonna make me forget you keep going to Konro for help."

He nipped at your ear. "I'm sure I can find other things to distract you with. Now go to sleep."

You laughed and nuzzled closer. "Goodnight Captain Shinmon, you stubborn lug."

"Not the Captain right now. Just Benimaru."

You kissed his jaw, "Goodnight, Benimaru. See you in the morning."

[radish-breath]

Konro had his photos developed, it seems 🤭 Poor Beni just can't take a bath in peace.

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[dantexxorihara]

[yaoioioay]

[mossiestpiglet]

BENI.

[mypimpademia]

— 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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[ezariumi]

紺さんと紅ちゃん。 完成しました！ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

[sonicspeeddemon]

My favorite fire force characters

[dazedantics]

You let out a strangled growl, lips quirked in a smile but brows knitted in exasperation. Hands clench in and out of the shape of a fist as they're pointed in the direction of the Destroyer King's neck. It never failed. Everytime he came about he let out some snarky quips that made you want to throttle him.

Maybe he didn't mean it, maybe he just had a bad day, maybe he'd come round later to apologize, you first thought.

But no. No, he never came back, never did something to make up for it. Sure, he didn't have to, he practically ruled the city so why would he bother? But you had half a mind to think he had something personal against you (not that you knew what) since he just kept returning to this place and giving some back handed jab at your state of being or your establishment.

A "No Benimaru's Allowed" sign was a tempting idea to add to your front door. But if you did that you'd probably get less business than usual. That wouldn't be good.

So, you settled for grunting in frustration and trying to keep an air of professionalism about you.

"You know, there's a saying that 'if you have nothing nice to say, don't say it at all,' I think you could benefit from it." You spoke, turning your back to him and trying to distract yourself with the succulents on the shelf.

"There's also the fact that people who can't take criticism will never grow, you could benefit from that."

Your eye twitched.

The smile stayed firmly on your lips as you tried to contain yourself. He was so childish for someone so admired, never allowing anyone to have the last word.

He wasn't even looking at you, simply perusing the sunny room with unbothered hands shoved in his navy sleeves. His sad expression was his natural resting pose, you knew that, but it only further irked you.

"You are the bane of my existence, Shinmon. You make me want to strangle you which is very unfortunate cause I also really want to kiss you. You're a big heartless oaf and I hate having to put up with your check-ins everyday."

"See? That's why business is always so slow. Can't keep friendly with that mouth."

More uncomfortable groans threatened to escape you and you ran frustrated hands through your hair.

The captain finally turned to you, stepping forward as you breathed out cursed obscenities. Dark rouge eyes seemed to tear into your very soul and you found yourself wishing he went back to ignoring you.

For each step forward you took a step back, stopping only when the dark wood behind you forced you to do so. A firm forearm was pressed against the wall just above your head, caging you between it and the shameless fire captain. Your heart beat faster with what you couldn't tell was fear, anger, or anticipation. Perhaps all three.

"And you should straighten out those feelings of yours before making such big statements like that."

He was making you uncomfortably hot, his natural heat starting to seep into your clothes. His breath smelt of warm cider and rich spices.

"Yeah, like you've ever done the same." You scoffed. It was getting hard to look him in the eyes. His soft, round beautiful eyes.

He shrugged, "maybe not," then leaned closer till his straight nose brushed against your own, "but I know how and when to take action. You could learn a thing or two from me if you didn't waste your time mulling over stupid contradictions."

There wasn't room for response as the captain's lips locked on yours. Brash and hungry, sucking and nipping whenever desired, free hand reaching up to cradle your neck and cheek to guide you further. Firm and deftly, the fire making all your senses freeze and melt with the sensations. You weren't sure this was the same intolerable guy anymore.

When he pulled back, you were stiff and flaming, practically short circuiting, but he was unbothered as ever. As if he hadn't just enacted the most heart jerking moment in your life. His plump lips still curled down into their pout, his eyes still turned down sadly, his fair skin still undisturbed by any pink hue.

He settled his hands back into his sleeves, "maybe now you'll learn to act first, complain later. It'll save ya plenty of time." Then he left the shop as if he was going though the same old routine.

You were completely baffled. Did he really just leave like that? Should you be mad? How were you going to get on with your day now? And every other day to follow?

You would never understand him.

"... I thought you were supposed to stop fires, not ignite them ...."

[radish-breath]

He's been preparing for this moment his whole life...do you think he'll succeed?

Happy Fire Firce season 3 day!

[dantexxorihara]

[qweaenr]

FIRE FORCE - Shinmon Benimaru 3/3

[think-ill-watch-it-burn]

Current and forever Beni simp. Would you possibly write a reader whos the daughter of someone whos incredibly like Empire pride and she leaves the Empire for Asakusa and maybe Beni and her fuck? I dont know how to describe whats in my head.

Ooooohhh this is a good one! If you're still around I hope I was able to give your idea justice!

So... Whew this one kind of got away from me a little bit, so I split it into 2 parts. This one is mostly safe, maybe a little canoodling toward the end. Part 2 will be all the scandalous NSFW bits.

(Also I just wanted to say, not sure the story behind your username but you absolutely should be proud. <3)

Beni x Empire!Reader below! Part 2 Here!

Shinmon Benimaru

Trust Issues

"I don't like this, Waka," Konro declared, a worried wrinkle between his brows. "She may seem nice enough, but they always do at first. I don't feel good about this. The empire can't be trusted."

"We trust them with your medicine," Beni retorted. Konro bristled a little.

"That's different. We have no other option. That was part of the deal when we became Company 7."

"Still have to trust them. Maybe she didn't have a choice either."

Konro grunted softly. "Possibly, but don't forget it's the way she was raised. That means something."

"Noted," Beni replied dryly, popping a cherry into his mouth. "She can stay here at the guardhouse. We can keep a better eye on her that way."

Konro could've choked. "Here?"

Beni grabbed the bowl of cherries from the stand and reclined to his elbows, the bowl on his tummy. "If she is a threat we'll send her back. If she's telling the truth, she might end up being useful."

Konro frowned, contemplating Beni's proposal. With a heavy sigh he conceded. "If you think that's what we should do, we'll do it. I'm still not sure I like the idea, but I'm behind you."

---

A week of side-eyes and unspoken threats. No matter what you did, not how helpful you tried to be, nothing affected Konro's stony demeanor. He was civil most of the time, sometimes almost friendly, but there was no mistaking the intimidating energy he put off.

You weren't especially nervous about it. You wouldn't trust you either.

Beni was... different. Never seemed very far away. You figured he was keeping eyes on you, but the questions threw you off a little. There were the expected questions: Why did you leave? Why did you come here? Why should I trust you? But then he'd started asking seemingly unrelated questions: what's your favorite food? What kind of music do you like? Do you have any kids?

You assumed he was trying to be thorough but he didn't really know what he was doing. Regardless, you answered them, and then talked for hours longer. He was almost starting to feel something like a friend.

As you strolled through town a handful of villagers greeted you with a smile; most scowled, some vendors refused to sell to you, others refused to acknowledge your presence. You told yourself you understood, you'd feel the same, but it didn't really take the sting away. It felt unfair to judge you by your family, but what else did they know about you yet?

You trudged back to the guardhouse, trying not to let it bring you down. Beni, already outside waiting, stood and outstretched his arms, waiting for you to hand him some of your bags.

"You really don't have to, I'm a big girl."

"I'm already here. Might as well."

He took the bags from your arms, giving you little choice in the matter. After helping you put them up he invited you on a walk through town with him, introducing you properly to each of their neighbors. They all treated you a little more kindly this time, out of respect for their Destroyer King.

Why, you wondered. Why go out of his way to do this? Had he seen them during her walk?

Maybe he was a friend.

---

A month later and almost everyone in town treated you like a neighbor. Almost. Even Konro had warmed a little to your presence.

Beni now seemed to hang out with you for fun. You spent most of your time together bantering back and forth, in passionate discussions about things that didn't matter, or just enjoying some comfortable silence together.

Wandering the halls of the guardhouse looking for something to do, you heard Beni's voice, tense and irritated, followed by Konro's. You knew you shouldn't but you couldn't help but press yourself against the wall to listen through the cracked door.

"You said she would be useful. How has she helped since she's been here?"

"She will be. Look, I don't trust her much either but she's starting to trust me. I'll get something out of her. Then maybe you'll stop complaining."

Ouch. That stung. Of course they don't trust you yet, you told yourself. It's only been a month. Barely.

But it didn't take the sting away. Konro you understood, he'd been plain about his distrust. Beni was supposed to be different, a friend, really your only friend. Instead he'd been deceiving you to pry information out of you. How could that be true?

You'd heard enough. With as much stealth as you could muster with your heart thundering like it was you slipped back down the hallway and headed for the garden. You just wanted to tuck yourself away to hide for a while.

For the next week you hardly spent any time with Beni, using any excuse you could think of to avoid spending time with him. For a whole day you'd followed Konro on errands to avoid Beni. He seemed confused but didn't press the issue.

The evening of the seventh day rolled around and you sat tucked back in a shrouded corner of the garden, curled around a book.

"So this is where you've been hiding."

You jumped and chucked the book, sitting up and folding your legs and arms defensively, the book hanging somewhere in a bush. "Not hiding," you argued. "Reading."

Beni scoffed and rolled his eyes. "You can read anywhere, this is where you choose? No. You're hiding. Why?"

You hesitated. "Maybe I'd like to be alone. Maybe I'd like one place to be unbothered for a little while."

"Your room has a door. I don't buy it. You've been avoiding me but you hide from me in a place you know I visit often. Tell me why."

You were caught off guard. Despite the hours you'd spent with him here, the thought hadn't occurred to you.

"I... don't know."

You were still hurt and you knew that, but you couldn't tell him why. Beni stood staring at you and you wanted to wither under his gaze, the persistence urging you to confess. Instead you stood, brushing the debris from your behind, and offered a dismissive 'if that was all' as you brushed past him.

But a hand around your arm stopped you, whipping you back toward him. He stepped closer, hand still on your arm. "Tell me. Why?"

His expression was unreadable but the stare just as persistent. He looked stern, maybe even angry... it was hard to tell. "I really don't know," you insisted.

He took a deep breath and stepped closer still, eyes dropping to investigate the rest of your face. "You're either hiding from me or you've got something to hide." He studied your face again, scanning for any sign of... anything. You tried to keep your face neutral but your heart was thundering and your mouth was dry and you were probably turning red. "Or maybe both? What are you not telling me?"

"I'm not hiding anything from you," you offered, cringing hearing your own tacky mouth. "I just... think I misinterpreted the situation."

He reared back a little, confused. "Misinterpreted what?"

"I thought... I just thought. I mean," you wiped your sweating forehead and brushed your hair back, sighing heavily. "I thought we were, I don't know, friends. Or something."

"Friends?" he said thoughtfully. "What makes you think we aren't?"

You couldn't help the sardonic laugh you let out.

"What would make me think we are? I need a place to stay, you need information on the Empire that I could probably provide. It's transactional."

Beni groaned and shrunk a little. "I didn't mean that. Actually I guess I did a little. But that was mostly for Konro's benefit. I, uh." He hesitated, looking suddenly nervous.

"You what?"

Beni shifted, looking even more nervous. "I uh. I don't know how to explain it. There was something about you. It sounds stupid but I had a good feeling I guess. I like spending time with you. I think about you a lot. Damn it."

Butterflies welled in your belly until your eyes narrowed, stomach sinking. "This is kind of a shitty way to get back into my good graces..."

"I'm not... what?" He sounded incredulous. And annoyed. "Seriously?"

"Who would you be more likely to lie to, Benimaru? Your lieutenant and lifelong friend or the enemy on your doorstep?"

"You think I'm lying?"

"I don't think you're truthing."

"You don't think I'm... you've got to be kidding me."

He leaned back and looked at you again, really looked at you. He was debating something, you could tell, wheels turning in his eyes. He took a step closer to you, close enough to feel the heat coming off him.

"Have I treated you like you're an enemy?" he argued, a different look in his eyes as he scanned your face. "If I didn't like you, you'd know it." He took your chin in his fingers to lift your face, brushed away some stray hairs from your cheek. "Does this seem like I don't like you?"