#enen no shouboutai joker

[mossiestpiglet]

BENI.

[urlranpo]

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.

[yaoioioay]

[think-ill-watch-it-burn]

Just a little Joker thinky thought...

I was just thinking about the first time Joker really, truly realizes what he means to you, when you look to him for protection for the first time. Him: the fuck-up, the good-for-nothing, the miscreant, the villain - all shoes he's become comfortable wearing. But you're reaching for his hand, standing behind his shoulder, trusting him to protect you. Nobody trusts him, probably rightfully so. He holds his arm in front of you, shielding you, the feeling unfamiliar and a little disorienting but... pleasant.

Whether life or death or that bug is huge save me, the feeling is the same. Worthy, honored, trusted. That's such a big deal for him. I think that feeling would crack his spiky armor faster than almost any other. Feeling not just tolerated, but wanted (even needed), trusted, sought after. Cared about. Seen.

[never-enough-fanfiction]

Pure malice

@ravenettegoth you called to the void and the void answered. ~1 200 words of fluff Enjoy!

Her life was a mess as it was. Career as a paramedic destroyed her sleep schedule to the point of no return and the additional side job from Victor did not help at all. In moments like these one develops surprising ability to sleep at the most uncomfortable places. So, when [Y/N] decided to move with the wires she was working on to the couch it was a lost cause.  

[Y/N] woke up maybe 15 minutes later, maybe an hour. The only thing that was certain was that she hadn't slept longer than a day, as she was still sleepy. Wrapped in the omnipresent smell of cigarettes, she blinked her eyes lazily, recognizing the familiar interior of Light's hideout. The light she used to work was already off, only the side lamp gave off just enough light to look around the room. 

[E/C] landed on her work. The colorful cables were safely placed on a nearby table. She couldn't remember the time when she was conscious enough to put them away herself. The small screwdriver digging into her thigh suggested that she had fallen asleep with her work in her hands. She reached down to pull the tool from between the cushions, and the material resting on her shoulders slid down, exposing her to the unpleasant chill of the underground. Her body, torn from the pleasant warmth of her nap, shivered as she reached for the material. The black coat was nothing more than a blur of darkness in the dim light, but the smell of cigarettes emanating from it aroused no suspicion as to who it belonged to. 

A gentle and rhythmic movement at her side announced her companion's presence. [Y/N] tensed, her breath frozen, as she nestled between the back of the couch and the man's side. Blood roared in her ears as she frantically tried to find a way out of this situation. But so far, not a single sarcastic comment was dropped. 

She turned her head cautiously, glancing at the man. To her surprise, he seemed unaware of her awakening. Joker was leaning against the faded couch, his arms crossed over his chest, rising slowly in rhythm of his calm breaths. Most of his face was hidden by a red scarf as he rested his chin on his chest. Only a closed eye was visible between the loose strands of hair. Joker's pale skin stood out despite the darkness of the room, but the shadow under his eye seemed even deeper than usual. Was it just the poor lighting? 

Many of the people who inhabited the Nether were not ambitious individuals. Hidden in the darkness from the church's gaze, they lived their own mediocre lives. However, the longer she spent in the hideout, immersed in her work on the machine, the more she was convinced that the man before her was not one of those people. He seemed to constantly work on matters anything but trivial. Her gaze fell on the journal forgotten on his knee. The tattered pages hid secrets beyond her understanding. This state of matter suited her. Her hands were stained, but they had never delved into matters so deep and so soaked in politic. Joker had no such problems. His mysterious motivations pushed him much further than hers did. 

She returned her gaze to his face, suddenly strangely unfamiliar. Joker always kept his guard up. Even when he was carelessly joking and fooling around, or was busy with something. It could be seen in his lightning-fast reaction to any change in his surroundings, and in the way that no matter how much time they spent together, or how close he let [Y/N] get to him, his figure always remained shrouded in mystery, always keeping her at a distance. But this time the sharp features, smoothed by calm for the first time, seemed almost alien, unreal. 

Her hand slipped out from under the coat and reached for him, freezing mere millimeters from the pale skin. Unwanted touch was a plea for an attack from Joker. She had no doubt the man would be capable of a violent blow despite his calm demeanor. And one well-placed elbow would undoubtedly be able to dislocate her jaw. 

The problem was that [Y/N] was known for her stupid decisions. She held her breath as her fingertips gently brushed his skin. The lack of any reaction gave her courage and she carefully brushed her palm against his cheek. Fascinated, she watched this unusual sight until a purple eye flashed in the darkness. 

“Boo!” His voice was barely audible, but when his warm breath grazed her hand, she had no doubts. [Y/N] nearly jumped out of her skin as if electrocuted, not caring about the table or the cloak covering her. She fell to the floor, accompanied by the Joker's evil chuckle. 

* 

Joker's senses were heightened to their limits, and after years in the underground, his eyesight was the last one he relied on. The change in her breathing alone was enough to put him in a state of absolute alertness. Despite that, he didn't even move, his calm breathing masking his vigilance. 

He pretended to sleep, hoping that would be enough for her to leave him alone. He didn't have the strength to deal with her today. All he really wanted to do was collapse onto the couch in his own hideout and sleep, but someone had already occupied it when he got here. 

Joker's alert ears listened as the woman woke up and looked around. He was able to detect the slightest movement of her body. Including the sudden paralysis and slow turn towards him. He expected an immediate escape, sudden creation of distance, anything. But nothing happened. Despite the sudden increase in his curiosity about her behavior, his body gave no sign of it. He sat still, curious to see what would happen next. 

Well... The touch of [Y/N]'s hand on his cheek was definitely not the most likely idea. His mind was screaming in alarm, demanding a reaction. An attack, or rather a defense. Her touch burned with a fire that his generation had not protected against. It was strange, completely unnatural. 

But his body did not react. It continued to follow the gentle rhythm of his breathing, camouflaging the battle boiling in his mind. It allowed the warmth of her touch to spread deep into his bones, broken many many times. 

He opened an eye slowly, meeting her gaze. Despite the lack of light, he had no trouble seeing her eyes focused on him as they shined in the darkness. 

“Boo…” he muttered quietly. The word didn’t contain even half of his usual malice. It was purely automatic. A miserable way to act like himself in this unusual situation. 

The effect was immediate. Faster than he would have expected her to, she landed on the floor, her cheeks glowing red in the darkness of the room. A quiet chuckle echoed in his chest. 

And for the first time in years, it was sincere. 

[atomra]

as soon as i saw him i laughed because i knew he would be trouble for me

[choujinx]

ENEN NO SHOUBOUTAI (2015-2022) by ookubo atsushi

[gorosam]

i love this man

[animangabwedit]

Enen no Shouboutai by Ookubo Atsushi

[twiliroze]

Cheeky Joker 😙

[qweaenr]

FIRE FORCE - Joker

[persistheillustrator]

Inktober #28 & #29.

I've wanted to draw Joker and Benimaru for a long time and I finally did it. I plan on drawing more Fire Force characters in the future.

[think-ill-watch-it-burn]

Burnie's Big List

Hi babies! Since I've been MIA for approximately, uh,*checks watch* two years *cough* 😅 I thought I'd give the ol master list an update. Turns out I missed a few on the last one! I'm also officially announcing a (hopefully temporary) hiatus. I'm so sorry. 🥺 I explained a little more in the update post recently. But I do intend to go through my current inbox of requests, asks and messages! If anyone is still interested. I may also be throwing in a new fandom or two as my squirrel brain floats from one to another. Expect things to pickup closer to Season 3's drop! I can't wait to see my beefcake in action again! 😍

As of right now (11/12/2024) Requests are temporarily CLOSED. CUSTOM REQUESTS are also temporarily CLOSED. I'm so sorry, my loves, but I promise I WILL be back. However, my inbox is ALWAYS open to anyone for any reason! ❤️

Click here for a little bit more about me and a list of what I will and won't write.

Master List under the cut!

Sagamiya Konro

SFT Alphabet: • F K U Z • I (Beni x Konro) Headcanons: • Young Punk Konro • Father/Daughter Relationship Requests: • Cuddles with Konro • Konro is Sick • Beni x Konro - Beni is Sick • Beni x Konro - Konro is Sick NSFT Alphabet: • A B C D J K O V X #50 NSFT Dialogue Prompts: • Konro x Beni: #29. "Spread your legs for me. I want to see you." Originals: • Konro x Reader: Kon Gets More Cowgirl than He Can Handle

Shinmon Benimaru

SFT Alphabet: • F J T • P R Headcanons: • Beni x Reader - 1st Impressions (HC) Requests: • Beni x Konro - Beni is Sick • Beni x Konro - Konro is Sick NSFT Alphabet: • A B C D J K O V X • I S Y • E I • I (Beni x Konro) #50 NSFT Dialogue Prompts: • Beni x Reader: #41. "Does it make you nervous when I stare?" • Beni x Konro: #29. "Spread your legs for me. I want to see you." • Beni x Reader: #17. "Now kiss me properly."

Joker

SFT Alphabet: • A B C J M N Z • J I L NSFT Alphabet: • C J K O V #50 NSFT Dialogue Prompts: • Joker x Reader: #12. "I'm going to fucking ruin you." + #16. "Keep your eyes open. Come on, look at me, baby." Joker x F!Reader: • Pet Play • Heat Wave Headcanon Ficlets

Viktor Licht

NSFT • Headcanon

Juggernaut

SFT Alphabet: C D K M

Ogun

SFT Ogun x Black Fem!SO Working Out (HC)

Akitaru Obi

SFT Alphabet: B F L Obi x Hibana (HC) Captain Burns Dating Obi's Ex Wife

Princess Hibana

SFT Obi x Hibana (HC)

[never-enough-fanfiction]

Random dialogue#9

[Y/N]: What did you do? Joker: ... [Y/N]: ... Joker: ... [Y/N]: ... Joker: ... [Y/N]: Fair enough, just tell me what you want me to tell the police, they are at the door again.

[tealeaves71]

YEAH, BABY!!!!

Love me some Joker!

[cheerrybat]