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hierophantmeme · 4 months ago

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Waterfall Meditation

(Goemon x Reader)

Disclaimer: I am not a writer by any means but I've recently wanted to put some of my ideas out there for fun. I do have some ideas for a second part to this so please let me know if that's something you'd like to see.

Content contains: No y/n, some pet names, reader takes medication, SFW, established relationship (I'm still new to this so please warn me if there is anything I missed)

Reader: Plus-sized, insomniac, female, insecure

Edit: I’m a dumbass. I kept forgetting that it’s in 2nd-person so I kept saying I. I’ve edited now but if I forgot to change any other “I”s to “you”s sorry

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You couldn’t sleep well last night so Goemon let you tag along with him to meditate. You two had been together for quite some time now but he still liked to train and meditate alone. You respected that, so you were all the more grateful that he let you join him today. He insisted that mediating underneath a waterfall would help you relax and hopefully allow you to sleep better that night. You tried to tell him that it was okay and that you could stay behind, but he convinced me. It sounded nice: the rushing water gently massaging all the knots and bunched up nerves on your body, but you still weren’t used to having your boyfriend see your exposed skin. Your worries were assuaged when you brought up this concern with him and he stated in a straightforward tone (while blushing) that you had nothing to fear. He just wanted you to feel better and that your body is only a vessel for your soul, but it’s a vessel that he would cherish nonetheless. Or something like that. That boy talks in riddles and you liked to think that you’ve gotten better at understanding him.

Upon arriving at the majestic scene of the cascading water, your anxiety returned. You watched him gracefully undress himself and fold his clothes meticulously. You’ve seen him in just his fundoshi before, but no matter how many times you do, it never fails to turn your cheeks as red as a beet. He was gorgeous. He wasn’t exactly muscular like a gym bro, but he was lean and fit. That didn’t matter to you as much as all the scars that adorned his body. There was something about them that mesmerized you. Sure enough, they casted their spell on you and before you realized it, you walked up to him and started caressing a few of them. He turns to look at you and you quickly remove your hands from him.

“I’m so sorry. You’re just so enchanting, Gogo.” You look down in shame.

“Me? No, my beautiful flower, you are”, he places a hand on your cheek and kisses your forehead. “Come now. Let’s get you ready for the meditation. Here, let me help you.”

He helps you out of your tank top and shorts and now it’s his turn to stare at you in awe. You were wearing a bikini, something you rarely ever wore until the day you and the Lupin family had gone to the beach after a successful heist.

Fujiko saw you wearing an old t-shirt and shorts and immediately dragged you onto her motorcycle. She took you to the nearest clothing store and had you pick out proper swimwear. Fujicakes bought you the one you liked best but only if you promised her that you wouldn’t be a chicken and finally ask out Goemon because she knew he wouldn’t be the one to make the move first. It had something to do with his “samurai honor” or whatever. You complied with her condition and on that very same day, you confessed your feelings for him. Despite your insecurities with your body and not being as tall or thin as the femme fatale, Fujiko Mine, both her and Goemon didn’t care. She was your friend, and he didn’t see you as anything less due to your weight. He loved you back, not only because of your kind heart but because he genuinely thought you were physically beautiful.

You still didn’t really believe it at times. How could someone like him fall for someone like you, after all? But all of your insecurities went away whenever he kissed you like he did now. It’s not that you needed him to give you worth. You knew that your weight and height had nothing to do with who you really were, it’s just some days were harder on your brain than others. You learned through Fujiko that you didn’t need a man to make you feel validated but she also hyped you up and gave you some surprisingly decent advice on how to navigate a relationship. She reminded you though that even though she helped you, you were still the one that did most of the work.

And now, you were here at a lovely hidden waterfall with him as your lover. He places a kiss on your hand and then leads you to where you’ll be sitting. Before you sat down, you reached your hand to feel the water.

“DAMMIT GOEMON IT’S FREEZING! How do you stay under here for so long anyway?”

“Clear your mind and even cold can become warm. If you can surpass that obstacle you will be rewarded with the release of the tension in your muscles. It’ll be okay. Don’t forget, I’m here with you.”

Hesitantly, you walk in trying to breathe through the initial sting of the icy feeling of the water, which you soon grew used to. You sat down with your legs crossed still holding onto his hand. As he promised, the water hit all of the spots on your body that held the most tension and it didn’t feel so cold anymore. It truly felt as if all your worries and woes were being washed away to the river in front of you.

“Breathe with me”, he instructed and you did as he said. Your mind was usually racing a million miles per second but for the first time in your life, it was quiet. It felt weird at first but you soon eased into it and all you wanted was to stay here in this moment forever with the love of your life. However, about 15-minutes in (which was more than you thought you would last), you began to grow restless. Goemon notices some movement and opens one eye to see your bouncing your leg. “Are you okay?” he questions.

“Yeah sorry, I’m just not used to sitting still for this long. Is it disturbing you?”

“No, no. I was more worried about you. I thought maybe your anxiety was coming back. Here. Sit in my lap. Maybe that will relax you again,” he suggests with a blush.

I crawl over to where he is and position myself in his lap with my back to him and my legs crossed on top of him. “Am I too heavy?” you ask.

“Darling,” he grabs a hold of both of your hands and rests them on your lap,”I’ve carried boulders that are way heavier than you. You are but a feather in my grasp.”

You squeeze his hand, “I know but let me know if the position gets to uncomfortable, like if you need to shift or extend your legs or something”

“I assure you that I will. Now close your eyes, relax, and breathe with me again.”

This time you can feel his chest rising up and down and your focus shifts to the sensation. You feel protected wrapped in his arms and warm despite the cold water enveloping your skin. You feel at ease and don’t even realize that sleep had at long last welcomed you with open arms. Usually, you had to consume a myriad of different medications prescribed to you to be able to get a few hours of sleep if you were lucky, but this was the first time you fell asleep naturally in a very long time. When you woke up, you were wrapped in a towel and layed down on a futon next to the fireplace in the living room of the gang’s hideout. You looked outside the window and noticed it was still daytime. Maybe you just took a nap for an hour and Goemon decided to finish meditating before you woke up. You sit up and rub your eyes. Just then, Lupin and Jigen walk by.

“Good morning sleepy-head! How is our dear sweetheart feeling today?” he asked with a smile.

“I feel great actually. I feel like I just had the best nap of my life,” you say with a chuckle.

“Nap?” Jigen laughs. “You slept through the whole day! You were knocked out. We were worried you’d gone and turned into sleeping beauty or something.”

“If you did, though. I would’ve given you the true love’s kiss that would wake y- AH! OK, OK, I’LL SHUT UP” Lupin is interrupt by Jigen stepping on his foot.

“Yeah, you’d better. You know if Goemon heard you, he’d slice you into sashimi” Jigen reminds him.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s just a shame that a beautiful lady’s been taken, but I know I gotta respect my friend. And you, too, dear for that matter. Say, are ya hungry? I made breakfast. Everyone’s already eaten so help yourself to whatever you’d like, OH! And I made the eggs just the way you like them,” Lupin flashes a big smile.

“Thanks, Lup. I know it’s gonna be really yummy.” You scan the room for any sign of my sweetheart. Where’s Gogo?” You ask while getting up.

“He’s out training at his usual spot, but promise me you’ll eat first. You two lovebirds can smooch it up later,” Lupin informs you while wiggling his eyebrows.

“Shut up, we’re not like you and Fuji,” you tease him while throwing a pillow at him.

“Oh but I bet you will be later,” he says in a sing-song voice. “Jigen, Fujicakes, and I are off to meet an old friend. Goemon doesn’t know them, so he’s staying, and I bet that means you will, too. Especially since you’ll have plenty of time to get frisky and maybe- OW! THE HELL YOU GUYS. WHY AM I GETTING BEAT UP SO MUCH AND ON MY DAY OFF TOO!”

You and Jigen laugh together after he punched him and you threw another pillow except this one was as soft as the first one.

“It’s cause you’re gross and even if that was true, it’s none of your damn business, ya filthy fool!” You go up to him and ruffle his hair. Before you go into the kitchen, you turn around to face Lupin. “But I know you and Fujiko aren’t gonna stop until you pry the nitty-gritty details from me. Bring me one of those chocolate-matcha flan cakes from that one fancy bakery on your way back and maybe I’ll talk.”

“Deal! Well Jigen, let’s go before it gets late. Catch ya later, love!”

“See ya!” Jigen says while grabbing his hat.

“Take care you two. And say hi to Fuji for me!” You wave them goodbye and step into the kitchen for breakfast.

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zenni-gotcha · 2 years ago

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Gang trying not to wake you up

[Not me still being alive and all that jazz.]

[This is them getting into a shared bed if you’re already asleep.]

Lupin- While he wouldn’t wake you up on purpose (or so he says) he’s also not going to complain if you do wake up, especially if he’s just getting in from a job. It’s been so long since he’s seen you! He’s missed you! Probably will put as many kisses as he can all over your face. Regardless if he’s trying to wake you or not, he just sort of flops into bed. He’s going to land where he lands and sometimes that includes on top of you.

Jigen- He’ll do his best not to make too much noise or movement. Not only does he not want to bother you, but also when this man is ready to sleep, the only thing that he wants to do is sleep. So, to keep you from wanting to talk to him until the morning he’ll do his best to keep you asleep. Once the morning’s there, he’s more than happy to see you, but until then you both need your rest. Half of the time he ends up waking you up anyway because he can’t help wanting to hold you, and that goatee bristling against your neck is rather startling.

Goemon- You won’t even know that he had gotten back until you woke up in the morning. If he doesn’t want you to know that he’s there then you won’t. Well, it’s not so much that he doesn’t want you to know as much as he feels awful if he wakes you up. He likes to make himself stay awake for just a while longer just so he can see how peaceful you are. This has resulted in many unnerving times for you waking up and feeling someone staring at you. He doesn’t mean to be threatening, quite the opposite actually, he just doesn’t always know how to portray it. He spent his life studying the blade, not relationship etiquette.

Fujiko- She’s pretty good at not waking you up most of the time; being sure to take heels off so they don’t click on the floor, making sure to have the bathroom door closed while she’s taking her make-up off so the light doesn’t shine on you, gets into bed gently, all that stuff. However, much like Lupin, if she hasn’t seen you in a while, she’s going to wake you up at least to say. “Hi.” Tries not to often though, as she knows she hates being woken up in the middle of the night herself. The only other reason she might wake you a bit is to get you to hold her, but as soon as that happens, you’ll both be back asleep pretty quickly.

Zenigata- He would try his best to not wake you up, he really would. But, he’s so tired and would trip over three things and knock over four others on his way to the room. If by some miracle you didn’t wake up through all that, he would actually get in bed without waking you. Until about ten minutes later. Don’t be alarmed; a wild bear did not just break into your room. That’s just your overworked partner finally asleep for once in his life; his snores are a reminder that he sleeps as loudly as he does everything else in his life. Settles in and quiets down a bit if you snuggle up next to him. Apologizes for it the next morning; you didn’t have to say anything, he just knows.

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carissimipaixao · 2 years ago

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"They told me to watch you." For Goemon X Reader or cannon character of your choice.

"Is that so?" You reply, unable to hide your distaste.

How long until someone realizes that you are perfectly fine without additional security? You have been trained, learned to protect yourself in case there is nobody else to do it. In your line of work, it only made sense for you to be taught this. There are constant attacks, kidnapping attempts for ransom, not to mention the amount of times you have had the barrel of a gun pressed against your head since you were a kid.

The samurai doesn't answer you, although he acknowledges the scowl in your face. "Your rivals are growing relentless in their pursuits. They will hunt you down until there is no more of them to do so."

"Tell me something I didn't know," you scoff. Just the other day, they had spotted you in public — saw right through your disguise — and attempted to assassinate you right there. The police was right there, and they were not going to let that change anything.

"You don't care," Goemon says, frowning.

"Yes," you tilt your head. "You are completely correct. I don't care. I've been doing this for years, ever since I was a little girl. You expect me to start getting scared now?" The samurai remains unresponsive, and you slam your book down, standing up from the couch. "I'm tired of everyone underestimating me."

"I'm not."

That gaze pins you down for a second, and you slowly walk up to him, watching him as he observes every single step you take. There is something dangerous in him, but you don't know it yet. An idea crosses your mind, and your eyes darken.

"Time we hunt them indeed, hm?"

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femme-from-hell · 2 years ago

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Could I request HCs for the Lupin Gang (I didn’t see a character limit in rules but if it’s only one character at a time then Goemon) With a reader who often shows affection by just giving them random trinkets they find. Not valuable stuff just like Cool rocks, sea glass, this key chain that made them think of you, etc. just crow brain affection.

: ̗̀➛ Omg, anon, this is literally so cute!! I hope I did right by such an adorable request!

𓆩♡𓆪 Arsène Lupin III 𓆩♡𓆪

Lupin would be nothing short of enthralled by the fact that you gift him just the most random of bits and bobbles.

He keeps all of it, no matter what it is. He'll have a specific spot in his luggage whenever he travels to store them, or keep them in a little trinket box he keeps in the glove compartment of the fiat.

Lupin likes to keep your most recent gift as like a lucky charm in his jacket whenever he goes on a heist. If he's in a tight pinch during a heist, he'll worry it in his jacket as if it were a stress reliever. He just wants a little piece of you with him, a reminder of that he has to come back safe and in one piece :)

If you get him keychains, he will use all of them. At once. Like, you can hear him coming from a mile away at one point because he'll have so many charms on his keys.

I mentioned a trinket box in an earlier bullet, so I like to think Lupin would steal a really nice jeweled box to keep them in. Such precious things deserve an equally precious safe place!

If he loses/drops one of your gifts, he will do ANYTHING to get it back. Is pops on his tail? Tough shit, he's popping a U-Turn mod chase to go find the rock he dropped. In the middle of a shoot out with some villain? They can wait, because the sea glass you gave him earlier that day isn't in his coat pocket and that is way more pressing.

𓆩♡𓆪 Daisuke Jigen 𓆩♡𓆪

Jigen would initially be a little confused, like, why are you handing him this rock? But he would eventually understand, finding it cute.

Mentally, he compares you to a crow that likes to bring him shiny things. This thought never fails to bring a smile to his face.

He admittedly doesn't keep everything you give him, he's someone who prefers to travel light because of his line of work, but he'll keep a handful of trinkets you get him. If Lupin points out the cutesy charm handing from his phone or keys, he is swiftly silenced by a kick to the shin.

Jigen is pretty handy with a thread and needle after years of stitching himself and the others after some nasty injuries, so he absolutely sews a little pocket to the inside of his jacket to store your gifts.

When you give him these gifts, his appreciation is subtle. No big reaction, but more of a faint blush rising to his cheeks and a soft muttering of gratitude before tucking it away.

When he misses you, he'll absentmindedly fiddle with the gift he has on him at the time.

𓆩♡𓆪 Goemon Ishikawa XIII 𓆩♡𓆪

Like Jigen, I feel like Goemon would be a little confused but once you clarify its a gift, he'll act like you just gifted him the sun. Super serious with his face completely red. He'll accept it in a sort of awkward formal manner, but the whole ordeal is cute.

Goemon tries his best to keep all of your gifts, but since the man travels with his sword and nary another thing, he'll lose some gifts. The second he realizes he has though, he is nothing short of DEVISTATED.

He likes to have your gifts in his hands while he is meditating, finding that they bring him peace of mind.

Goemon gets really defensive of them, like if Lupin even thinks about touching any of the things you've gifted him, he's halfway through drawing Zantetsuken

I like to think that he would start mimicking your love language. Considering that he is out in the middle of buttfuck nowhere in the mountains whenever he isn't getting Lupin out of whatever mess he is in, he'll start taking notice of cool rocks he would find and pocket them, planning to give them to you when he sees you next.

𓆩♡𓆪 Fujiko Mine 𓆩♡𓆪

Look, this woman has been gifted the finest that the world has to offer, only to turn her head and scoff. But the second you roll up like, "Hey, I found this piece of Sea Glass, and the color reminds me of your eyes.", she would be absolutely and utterly infatuated.

She keeps EVERYTHING and she will be DAMNED if she loses a single on. Fujiko puts them in a carrying case that she keeps on her at almost all times of the day, unless she is going somewhere she might lose it.

She could be surrounded by suitors offering her diamonds and gold, but her eyes will be locked on you and the funky little rock in your hand.

Fujiko thinks it is just the cutest and loves everything you give her. When she's in a sour mood, she'll take out her case of your gifts and just look through them, thinking about you and smiling to herself.

On several occasions, Fujiko has saved the trinket box over Lupin or the others. She's a woman with priorities, how could you blame her?

She would want to get you something in return though, so something like a bag that you can wear while you walk on the beach looking for sea glass and shells, or through the woods looking for fun rocks or stray feathers.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ I really hope you like this! I had a blast writing this because I do the same thing honestly. If you enjoyed my writing, pls feel free to lmk what you think! *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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echantedtoon · 5 months ago

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Let's Summon A Yokai!

Demon Goemon Ishikawa the 13th x reader Oneshot. That's it.

(warning for demon summoning if that makes you uncomfortable. I just made up some stuff for this based off video games where that happened hope that's ok.)

"Let's summon a demon!"

A thunderstorm rolled across the sky that night. The sun was just setting over the horizon with the last few rays of daylight disappearing but it was hard to tell when the dark storm clouds took over the sky and claimed them as their own. Thunder shaking the lanes of the windows and lightning sounded off like an angry whip from whatever deity was angrily stomping around the clouded skies, lighting up the sky and city below for nothing but a brief second.

It would've been absolutely dark if you hadn't lit up a few candles inside the comfy room and placed them on the table to light up the room. The warm light comforting against the scary night sky that just appeared as the last few daylights were chased away. The candlelight was pretty but you might be asking yourself one question. Why are you using candles to light up the room when you can just turn on the light switch on the wall or use a flashlight like a normal person?

Well because it wasn't your idea. It was your friend's.

If it were up to you, your bedroom light would've been on in an instant and you four wouldn't be sitting here in the dark. But as another thunder clap shook the sky outside, her face had scrunched up into a mischievous grin wide enough to let the other three ladies around her know that she had come up with a devious idea. It started when of your friends said that they were bored during the usual sleep over activities and so you suggested watching a scary movie instead!

"How about The Death Book?"

"What's it about?"

"It's about this girl who finds this blank diary and everything she writes in it becomes true! It turns out the diary is possessed by a demon who becomes obsessed with her and grants her wishes with horrible twists!"

That's when your most devious friend gotten that look before hijacking the convo. "I have a better idea! Y/n, you have any candles?"

"Only scented candles. Why?"

"That'll work! Go get them all and we'll do something that's actually thrilling!"

You had no idea what she was talking about but decided to humor her and go get them and matches she asked for. You had a few scented candles collecting up space in your closet, most were Christmas gifts you were just planning on regifting that year anyways since you never really used them. But you were curious about what your friend was up too so you grabbed up all the bars, the different scents making your nose snort, and brought them out to everyone watching you take them out of your closet and plopping them down on your bed. Your friend then proceeded to grab a glass jar containing a 'holiday sugar cookie' scented white candle, lit it, and then got up to turn off the lights and ask you to close the curtains.

Oh! She wanted to do the classic ghost story telling in the dark game! Nope. As soon as you turned around and you along with your other two friends looked at her, the statement left her mouth.

"Let's summon a demon!"

The three of you stared at her and her smile lit up by the scented candle, a nice scent of sugar cookies in the air. The only sounds being the thunder still rumbling outside. Eventually one of you broke the weird silence.

"You mean like...Use a ouija board? That's something everyone does at sleepovers-"

"No! I meant actually summon a demon!," she corrected excitedly clenching a fist!

"Uh..Have you lost your dam mind?"

"Oh come on! We all know that ghosts and stuff don't exist anyways!" She waved a hand dismissively. "We've tried using a ouija board since we were ten but nothing ever happened so why not try taking it up a notch!"

"Because it sounds like a waste of time." You deadpanned raising a brow. "Why go through all the effort to do something when we already KNOW that it's just stupid Hollywood stuff?"

"For the thrill of it!" You three looked at each other. Two of you having bored looks while the third looked worried. "Come on! Just this once! And if nothing happens I'll pay for two pizzas from that pizza place we all like!"

"...Throw in those chicken tenders and a couple sodas and you have a deal," your bored friend bluntly stated.

"DEAL!"

"I don't know.." Your friend that looked worried frowned. "This is how a bunch of horror stories start. What if something really happens?"

"PSH. It won't. If nothing happened when we used a ouija board then we got nothing to worry about!"

"And you just magically happen to know how to summon a demon how?"

"Not just a demon!" Her hand pointed up as she grinned. "A Yokai!"

"A yo-..What?"

"A Yokai! Or oni if you prefer to call it that instead! It's a Japanese spirit!"

"We know what that is! And you happen to know that how?"

"During my culture studies at school I was studying the local folklore and stumbled onto an old legend of the area! They say that a monster used to roam the lands and strike down evil people every until a shrine was put up for him. It's still there now! I visited it during a school trip!" She explained excitedly. "I did an interview with the caretaker for my extra credit report and it turns out his family's descendants of the shrine maidens that used to be there!"

"That's good and all but that still doesn't answer my question."

Your friend groaned loudly and slumped her shoulders with an eye roll. "He said the shrine maidens used to have a symbiotic relationship with the specific oni. They'd perform a ritual once a year on a new moon or full moon to summon him and leave him really good offerings. If he liked it enough he might grant you something in return!"

"And he told you how to summon this thing?"

"Yeah because he didn't believe in it. I don't either since ghosts and goblins only exist in books and movies. But what's the harm? If nothing happens I'm buying everyone food and we can have a good laugh if we do happen to summon something we might get a wish granted! Whaddya say?"

There was more silence from you three until your bored friend sighed and rolled her eyes from where she sat. "Fine I guess. Sounds like a win win situation. And I wouldn't mind getting an A on my next math exam."

You sighed. "Alright. Let's just get this over with."

"That's the spirit! But first thing's first!.. Does anyone know if it's a new or full moon tonight?"

Your nervous friend, who still looked nervous, had to pull out her phone and look it up online. The glow of the screen making her face light up in the dark as the thunder still rang out and the first few raindrops began hitting the roof of your home.

"Full moon b-b-but does it count if the storm is blocking out the sky?"

"He only told me it has to be a full of new moon, not that you had to see the moon. We're also gonna need thirteen white candles to represent the sacred number of his, something red to draw the symbols in, and an offering from each of us that has some kind of connection to our wishes!" Her eyes lit up in excitement. "Let's try it out!"

If it got you free food and your rowdiest friend to be quiet, then you weren't going to complain. So you four got to work. A friend found an extra red lipstick when she dug out her bag and like you said before, you had a bunch of scented candles you weren't using....but that begs the question.

"Does scented candles even count?" You gazed down at two white scented candles with the scents labeled 'fresh morning snow' and 'shortbread blast'.

"He just said that the candles had to be white, not that they couldn't be scented."

"Yeah. But there's another problem. I only have twelve white candles. .." Your eyes looked around the mini candle collection. The others were different colors like the red one that smelt like cinnamon and the purplish-black one labeled 'midnight lilacs'. Eventually you found a glimmer of white in the limited darkness with only your phone to see, and pulled out a candle that was half white half brown labeled 'chocolate and vanilla delight'. "I got a brown and white one. Does that count?"

"We're gonna have to make due with it. Well just put the white half facing the center and maybe that'll help."

Well if that's all you had then you four really were going to have to make due with what you had on hand. One friend helped you cleared up space in your room at least a yard and a half clear, while your devious friend drew red lipstick marks onto your floor and the fourth began placing the candles in a circle around her lighting them up as she went until both stepped away and you four were left looking down at the circle of thirteen candles and three symbols in the center of them. Lightning clashed outside behind the curtains barely lighting up the room but you managed to make out three words written in Japanese kanji in red lipstick.

Goemon. Ishikawa. And Thirteen.

You didn't know what that meant but it was ominous in your eyes. The room smelt far too heavy with the pretty scents of sugar cookies, vanilla, daisies, and a few other scents. It was overwhelming and one of you snorted from it all.

"Dam. It smells like someone spilt the entire isle of Fabreath from Wallace-Market in here." She waved a hand before pinching her nose and turning to her. "So what now?"

"Now we put down an offering related to what we want to wish for? Like if you wanted to wish for a million dollars you put down like some rare collector coins or something! Just look around and see what you got!"

While the others looked through their bags, you mindlessly searched around the room for something meaningless you could just throw meaninglessly into the circle. Your eyes gazed over at your jewelry box...and you shrugged. Why not? You had a pair of thick hooped silver earrings your uncle gave you for your birthday last year. They were even real silver, just cheap copper ones painted to look silver. You never wore them anyways so they'd be perfect for this. You opened up the lid narrowing your eyes into a squint. Despite the light of your phone, it was hard to see in the dark. Your hand moved things around inside the box. Old necklaces and things jingling until you saw them. Ah! There they were! Right next to your great grandparents' wedding rings. Now THOSE were actually worth a lot. Real gold and studded with real diamonds. You inherited them box along with their old jewelry box but that didn't matter right now. You wanted the useless tacky earrings next to them. Even now most of the shiny silver paint had peeled off revealing the cheap copper hoops underneath.

"C'mon Y/n! Hurry up! I want that pizza as soon as possible!"

You looked around mindlessly just reaching in and grabbing two round things into your hand. "Coming!"

"What did you grab?" Her brow rose as you just rolled your eyes.

"Just some old jewelry. What about you?"

She held up an ink stone. Probably got it from her school bag. "I was gonna use it for an art project but since I want an A for my exam and I have to write on the test, it was a good enough match."

"Sounds like a good start."

Your other two friends pulled out a book on rare poetry and a small bag of store bought mochi candy. ...Strange offering but you guessed it was the only thing that they could find. Your friend instructed you all placed the offerings on the strange words in Japanese and stepped back without a second thought to look at them....And you four stood there in your pajamas with nothing but the candles to light up the darkness and the rain still pounding at your rooftop.

Silence other than the storm rang out and you four looked around the room exchanging looks sometimes.

".....Is that it?"

"I told you it was a waste of time! Let's just get some food now. I'm starving!"

"Wait! I forgot about the last important step!" She held up her hands as your mutual grumpy and hungry friend turned to go flip on the light switch. "I need to chant the incantation and then we have to say what we want!"

Her arms folded. "Well get on with it! I'm hungry and this is really not fun!"

"Alright, alright! Let me try to remember what the guy told me!"

She stood there staring at the mess of lit candles and lipstick smeared kanji scrunching her brows in deep thought. You and your grumpy friend exchanged mirrored deadpanned looks before she cleared her throat and held her arms out.

"Full moon on the rise. New moon hides from eyes. Abyss of darkness conquering the skies! We summon, summon him from the ground. To our circle lit and round. Oh one who walks the path of light, we come once more to ask you to chase away evils blight! Come from slumber, to seek out what we offer! Great one of good and lght, we ask for you to once more walk the night!"

Her voice shouted out loud enough that you were sure you'd be getting a complaint from the neighbors tomorrow morning. As she finished her chant, a lightning bolt struck out temporarily lighting up the sky outside as the rain poured out...As you all waited looking around more.

"Would you look at that? Nothing happened again. NOW can we get food?"

"Wait! We didn't say what we wanted yet!," she protested to her, "The wish is a part of the ritual so let's complete it ok?!" Your friend groaned but she quickly excitedly exclaimed. "I wish my mom would finally give me the secrets to famous udon recipe so I can start selling it myself!"

"Um..." You nervous friend cautiously and worriedly looked around the dark room. "C-Can I m-meet my favorite author please? O-Only if that's ok! I'm fine if nothing happens really!"

"Oh what the hell. I want an A on my next exam."

...All three looked at you expectantly. "What?"

"Say something, Y/n."

"Like what?"

"I don't know. What did you put down?"

You shrugged. "Some cheap jewelry I don't want honestly."

"OOOH. Wish for something good then! Oh! Oh! I see you always sitting by yourself! Ask him to get you a boyfriend?," you friend teased making you laugh.

"Really? We summon a Yokai just for me to ask him for a boyfriend? If he was real, he'd probably think I was crazy."

"Well it doesn't have to be a boyfriend. You can ask for a sign of who you're meant to be with." That devious smile returned again. "Y'know that caretaker guy told me a lot of maidens would pay the shrine maidens to do rituals and summon the onis as offered brides in exchange for good fortune for their villages. Why don't you ask him to put a ring on it? You'd be the first person to be get a real life monster boyfriend. All the monster lovers on the Internet would be so jealous."

"Plus you're beautiful," your grumpy friend added also with a teasing grin. "You made home coming and prom queen in highschool!"

You laughed again. "Looks aren't everything." You could barely contain the giggles. You then rolled your eyes sarcastically. "But sure." Your hands clasped together and pressed against your chest as you spoke. "Oh great Oni please hear my pleas for your heart!" Even your nervous friend giggled along now as you dramatically fell to your knees. "Bind our blood in ceremony and let me share your name." A hand outstretched to no one as you fake acted out processing your love to an invisible imaginary person. "Under the stars of the heavens, I solemly swear, that this hand will always be kind and never cruel. That my voice will only speak truth. That this life is now forever yours." The outstretched hand pretended to take the imaginary person's hand. "Now as yours is mine."

A loud snort went off as one of your friends fell back on your bed where she sat giggling out the cheesy lines you were making up on the fly.

"Bind our souls to infinity and I will promise you love and devotion through sickness and health and beyond the realms of death." You continued to speak remembering some lines from a rom com chick flick you saw last night. "I will love you in all your forms now and forever. Through several lifetimes and back." Your voice was low and smooth now speaking it like you meant it with pride. "From now to infinity. Unyielding. Untainted. Undeniable. With this voice I promise you my love and heart. With this offering, I ask you to be mine!" You then bowed your forehead to the floor as everyone continued to giggle loudly.

You all continued to laugh and laugh and laugh as you finally broke into laughs again too and sat back up-

And then all the candles went out at the same time.

Pitch black immediately enveloped the room and at once all laughs ceased. Nothing but silence rang out other than the rain and thunder and occasional strike of lightning. You four stayed silent as you all say there in the dark before your friend became grumpy again.

"Ok. Haha. Very funny, Y/n. Now we can't see shit!"

"That..w-wasnt me," you stuttered out staring at the floor in front of you silently and wide eyed.

"Sure it wasn't. You're literally kneeling in front of them!"

"I don't have the ability to blow out right giant candles at once! Besides some of them were out of my reached! I'd have to crawl over! It wasn't me!"

"Well it's not me! I'm standing up!"

"It wasn't me!" "I'm sitting all the way over here on the bed."

Silence fell Once Again as you all sat there

"....It must've just been a draft! There's no such thing as ghosts and demons! Get the light! I'm tired of this game now!"

Someone was heard stumbling and shuffling around in the dark before you heard hands patting along the wall and then a serious of clicks as someone tried turning on the lights. "It won't turn on!"

"No one panic!" Someone finally turned on the flashlight on their phone and lit up the room. "The storm just cut out the power supply. Let's just get some food and call it a night!"

"Wait! The offerings!"

The light shines towards the middle of the circle. One bag of mochi candy, an ink stone, and a book still laid there. Where was your earrings? You pushed the book aside and froze as you realized that it wasn't a cheap pair of earrings that greeted you..but one beautiful gold ring.

"My great grandmother's ring!" You quickly snatched it up safely into your hands in horror. "I-I must've grabbed them by mistake!" Wait. You remembered feeling two hoops in your hands. "My great grandfather's ring!" Quickly you pushed aside everything else and was horrified to discover that it was gone. "IT'S MISSING!!"

"Calm down. It must've rolled away or someone accidentally kicked it in the dark. It's still around here."

"Yeah. And so is everything else. I CALLED IT! I TOLD you it wasn't gonna work! Now order the food!"

"B-But my ring!"

"It's too dark to look with the power out. Let's just wait until it's day time and then we'll look around. Ok?"

"I-...*sigh* Alright."

"GREAT! Now let's eat. And don't forget the chicken and drinks!"

You went to go stand up-

Creak!

A shriek left your friends and yourself as the floor boards beneath your feet began to shake and quake under your feet. The boards shuttered to life joining the storm's tags as they rattled around everything in your room including all of you. Books and knickknacks fell off shelves and your desk hitting the floors scattering about like it was a full earthquake of in your room. Windows shook and the bedroom door rattled around as one of your friends fell over onto their side hitting the continued moving boards hard. Until all at once it stopped.

And then all the candles lit back up at once.

You blinked at the sudden light. But froze as your eyes were met with feet and sandals. Ever so slowly your terrified eyes looked up. Pupils shrinking as eyes widening at the sight of grey hakama pants and a sharp silver sword glimmering in the light. A red haori coat hung loosely around a thin but muscular frame. And finally your eyes met a face. A thin lipped line of a mouth met you and black slitted eyes looked down upon you. Shoulder length black hair.hung from his head and two horns protruded from his forehead. The silence carried on as you both still stared as your friends looked on horrified, and then a clawed hand held up a shiny golden band.

"I accept."

"W-Who are you?!"

"I go by many names. My enemies know me as Death. Your people as a god. My family as Goemon Ishikawa the Thirteenth." Those beautiful eyes widened even more, especially when a hand reached out to tilt her chin back up to him, the feeling of his claws making her shiver under his careful grasp. "You as Husband. I have decided that I accept this coupling."

Your hyperventilating lungs breathed- GASPED for air. Lips. Trembled. Body shook. Tears welding up. "I-I.. Can't accept."

"I'm afraid you have no choice but to honor those vows because now-..Not even death will do us part."

#lupin the third #lupin the 3rd #lupin iii #goemon ishikawa #goemon ishikawa xiii #goemon ishikawa x reader #goemon

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pinkjacketorangetie · 2 years ago

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So how do you think the Lupin gang and zengata would deal with having a s/o where they are not easily weakened or easy to cry, very tough, can deal with the hectic lifestyle, was born into it, even they have their breaking point though, they break down right after something fucked up happened to them? (They’ve dealt with fucked up shit before, but this really hit a wound of theirs). They’re crying loudly like their heart got ripped out and they can’t see the world around them. If they’re hugged at all, s/o clings onto the person hugging them until they stop wailing? How do lup gang and zeni deal with during the crying, and after the crying, there is calm after the crying, but s/o is not cheered up either?

head canons -- you are inconsolable

this is such good stuff!! comfort headcanons under the cut. thank you for requesting these! my box is always open

lupin:

he is immediately affected by your emtions and shares in your distress

the situation was high stress for everybody, but he was suprised at your reaction

he always assumed you could handle anything because that is what you showed to people. he was wrong, obviously

he pulled you away from the chaos and led you into a back room. he could tell you were tripping over your feet so he scooped you up and threw you over his shoulder for the rest of the way

when it was safe, he held you tight against his body, trying to protect you from hurting yourself as you seemingly lost control of your body

he didn’t want you to hit your head on a wall or break your arm if you fell or something

he felt your legs weaken and wobble, so he gently sat down with you, putting your body between his legs as he continued to hold your torso against him.

he kept his hand on the back of your head on the descent down, keeping your face buried into his neck. your tears began to stain his shirt and his jacket but he didn’t care

the only thing he was worried about was you

he laid his hand on your cheek and tilted your face up to look at him once you calmed down. you were still quivering but he could tell that the episode was passing.

he leaned down and kissed your cheeks multiple times, pressing his lips against the tracks the dried tears made on your skin.

“we’ll talk later.” he said simply, looking back at how the dim lighitng made her face glow.

you looked up at him and nodded, now becoming consious of her much your fingers ached after gripping his shirt. you let go and he laid his hand over yours, messaging it gently.

jigen:

you didn’t want him to see you like this. you knew he wouldn’t know what to do with you. you knew he’d get frustrated quickly.

but when two in the morning rolled around and your world was falling down around you, you had no other choice.

you wrapped yourself up in a blanket you had brought and left your motel room, walking outside down the railing to his room. you raised your first up and hesitantly knocked.

jigen opened almost immediately. he looked just as distraught as you did, his eyes full of worry for you. “you giving up the touch bitch act?” he said lightly, opening his arms to you.

that was when you lost it. you crossed the threshold and fell into his waiting arms. he held you instantly, holding you as tight and as sure as he could, reaching to shut the door with his foot.

he lifted you up, keeping you wrapped in your blanket, and carried you over to his bed.

he sat down, the combined weight of him and you on his lap sank into the mattress.

he pulled the edge of the blanket over you head like a hood and snuggled you close, nudging his nose against her cheek as he whispered in your ear.

“i was so worried about you, angel.”

“i knew you would need someone tonight and i’m happy you picked me.”

“please, please let me take care of you. you don’t have to do this alone anymore. let me help you.”

after a while he laid down with you and tucked you in, stroking your hair. he smiled when you began to calm down, the worry lifted out of his heart.

“i’m not going to let that happen to you again, you hear me?

goemon:

“are you… are you alright, y/n?”

you had come to sit by goemon a day or two after it happened and you didn’t say a word. you had a distant look in your eyes and as you turned to him, it was obvious that you were looking at anything except him.

reluctantly, he opened his arms to you, assuming you wouldn’t take them, but your actions suprised him.

you threw yourself into his arms and cried. it was unlike anything he had ever seen before

he wrapped his arms around you, almost like he was a cucoon around you protecting you from the outside world

in this case, the outside world was pure nature, and it was harmless. but for a moment, he mourned not being able to adequately protect you from the outside world that hurt you

gently, he reclinced back with you in his arms, until his back was flush against the ground. he could only hear your cries and the sounds of the river in his ears. he looked up at the sky, which was turning to dusk. the sight of you falling apart broke him and he knew he could have prevented your pain.

after a while, you noticed you began to breathe in rhytm with him. you noticed how you would blink in syn with his hand rubbing your back. you noticed how his voice hummed gently in your ears as he recited mantras and chants to calm you down.

by no means did you feel better, but his steady presence was just enough to comfort you.

he noticed and once he felt brave enough to look down at you, he did, and took in the sight of your tear-soaked form clinging to his body. he nudged your chin gently.

“look up at the sky, y/n.”

you obeyed and took your eyes off of him and looked up at the sky.

“count the stars.”

you obeyed, and he watched as your lips mouth the numbers, but no sound came out of your mouth.

“look at how they shine for you, my love.”

fujiko:

when she returned and saw you in the state you were in, she frowned.

setting down her bags and taking off her shoes as she walked over to you, she sat next to you and wrapped her arms around you.

when you felt her body you crumpled into it, tears starting to take over your whole being.

she held onto you, leaning back so that you both could hopefully be a little more comfortable.

she knew not to speak. she knew how to hold you and where to put her hands and how to make you feel safe. she knew you probably would not feel better about this for a while, but she wanted to make your life easier as you dealt with it.

when she felt like you could handle it, she asked you if anything happened that was a trigger. she asked if anything she did was a trigger.

you answered her honestly and put to bed any worry that it was her fault.

fujiko frowned when she noticed how absolutely sick you looked. “my love, you’re green.”

you pouted for a moment and sniffled, looking into her eyes for the first time since she got home. you two had your own places, but an agreement where whenever you felt like this, you would go to hers and wait for her.

it didn’t happen very often, but when it did, she wanted you to know you could turn to her for anything you needed.

she guided your head to rest on her shoulder as you began to cry again,

she knew it was going to be a long night. as your emotions began to weigh on her, she’d cry with you. she’d be by your side every time you stepped forward or backslid.

zenigata:

it happens in the interrogation room after you got caught and taken in. you were hurt and betrayed that the gang would leave you with zenigata like that

of course zenigata capitalized on those emotions during questioning to get the most information he could

before he could really get anywhere, you broke down. you fell onto the floor and curled up as sobs racked your body

zenigata was alarmed and tried to pick you up off the tile. you were limp and he had to scoop you up in his big arms to place you onto a couch in a different office.

questioning was over and now his main focus was taking care of you.

he always had a soft spot for you, even though you were a criminal, and always secretly had hopes of reforming you.

he sat on the couch with your head in his lap and stroked your hair. he cooed softly, encouraging you to relax and calm down, and that you would be okay.

“shh, pretty baby, don’t worry. you’re with me now. i’ll protect you, nothing bad is going to happen”

his voice was smooth like silk and you finally gave into him, letting him coddle you as your body finally reacted to the months of emotions you were hiding.

when he thought you were calmed, he sat you up and stroked your tear stained cheek gently.

he guided you to lean your head on his shoulder, placing his other hand on your back.

in the silence, he leaned down and kissed your head tenderly.

“my dear one… what am i going to do with you?”

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lupgangs-fiat · 2 years ago

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Valentine’s Day with the Lupgang and detectives!! <3

Lupin ♥︎

-he wakes you up by kissing you on the forehead and cheeks, laughing and giggling as he does

-once you wake up, he finally gives you a proper kiss on the lips while smiling

-the smiling kiss makes you laugh and he’s overjoyed to hear it, glad that he’s the one making you laugh this way

-surprise! Breakfast in bed! He’s very proud of himself for making you breakfast

-expect to be spoiled by him!! He definitely stole something just for you during the recent heist!!

-prepare for a grand onslaught of horribly cheesy and lame pick up lines, he’s trying to put the moves on you

-even though you’re already dating him

-each pick up line is punctuated by a kiss

-he almost always has his hands on you, either by holding hands, holding your waist, an arm around your shoulders

-he’s clingy, and Valentine’s Day just enhances it to the MAX.

-seriously, he’s going to be hanging on to you all day only separating from you when it’s required

-the day ends with candle lit dinner at one of the finest restaurants in whatever town or city you’re in with a bouquet of your favourite flowers as you share a fantastic meal together

Jigen ♥︎

-you wake to find the bed beside you empty, which is pretty unusual since Jigen usually likes to sleep in

-shuffling out of the bedroom with a blanket around your shoulders, you find him at the stove with an apron on as he makes you breakfast while humming a random tune

-it’s a relatively simple breakfast, but it’s one of the best tasting breakfasts you’ve ever had (“cooked with love” type beat)

-would let you steal his hat quite often because A) it’s Valentine’s Day, you get a free pass and B) he likes seeing you wear his hat

-he gets you a nice bouquet with pink and red flowers!! He also tucks one into his lapel/front pocket (wherever??? flowers go??? on suit jackets???)

-at one point in the day, the two of you Just Drive together for a while

-dancing in the kitchen to one of those Oldies love songs (probably ‘It’s Been A Long, Long Time’ by Harry James) as he cooks dinner for the two of you

-definitely offers you little tastes to see how the food is coming along as the meal progresses

-a simple and sweet candle lit dinner between the two of you while love songs play softly in the background as the two of you chat and eat

-the night ends with the two of you watching some goofy rom-com that Lupin found as you cuddle on the couch

Goemon ♥︎

-since he typically rises with the sun, Goemon absolutely makes breakfast for you. However, instead of the simple and quick breakfast he usually makes, this one is more extensive and thoughtful

-he tries to wake you up gently. For anyone else, it would be pretty hard to wake you up while being quiet while carrying a large tray of food and all that, but not for Goemon!

-he sits with you and eats breakfast with you :) he would probably let his silly side show as he steals a piece of food you were going for before doing the ‘here comes the airplane’ just to make you laugh

-hand picked bouquet of your favourite flowers. Neatly tied together with a pale blue ribbon :)

-would probably take you on a short hike to a clearing or to a small stream so the two of you can hang out together in nature without any disruptions

-oh he tried so SO SO HARD with the chocolate dipped strawberries. You see it in the fine details of the drizzled chocolate, but he was a little hasty when putting them in the fridge to cool so they’re a bit askew

-romantic walk in the park!!! As the sun begins to set!!!

-the day ends as the two of you watch the sunset from the hilltop and then you stay a little longer to stargaze

Fujiko ♥︎

-expect nothing but the best from her!! She’s going to spoil you. You cannot escape her.

-she wakes you up with breakfast in bed and insists on feeding you something, which is most likely going to be the chocolate dipped strawberries she made (Lupin tried to steal one, he got chased off with a wooden spoon by Fujiko)

-she wears a particularly strong and bright red lipstick on Valentine’s Day

-PURELY to kiss you all over your face and leave smudged lipstick marks peppered all over your skin

-then she would tease you about said lipstick marks.

-before adding moRE LIPSTICK MARKS!

-so basically you get attacked by her with kisses

-Lunch is going to be at a really nice restaurant, you have a table on the balcony so y’all can look out on the city as you share your meal :)

-she 100% gets you pure red roses and some of the GREATEST chocolate you’ve ever had. It’s probably from Belgium or Norway, you don’t know, but it’s GOOD.

-dinner is at a fancy place!! Like, the kind of restaurant that people eat at for really important events

-the day ends with the two of you curled up on the couch together, trying and failing to feed each other chocolate dipped strawberries as you laugh at the chocolate marks you’ve drawn on each others faces

Zenigata ♥︎

-surprise surprise! You two actually get the day off!! Congrats!

-he attempts to make you breakfast in bed, but the clattering in the kitchen wakes you. You get to see Zeni in a silly frilly apron combined with dorky oven mitts as he tries desperately to pull the cinnamon rolls out of the oven before they burn

-(they didn’t burn, only slightly over cooked due to his panic)

-if you tease him, he will turn bright red while he tries to explain that he didn’t mean to wake you and how he wanted to bring you breakfast in bed

-he definitely feels like the kind of guy who likes cheesy rom-coms, so you’d watch a handful of them together after Zenigata prepared a BUNCH of treats for the both of you

-DEFINITELY the kind of guy to get you one of those HUGE teddy bears you see in like… Costco

-AND flower bouquets and heart shaped boxes of chocolate

-basically the day is mostly full of him being his silly self while trying to spoil you with love and affection

-he gives you a single rose every so often throughout the day and you end up having a whole bouquet by the end of the day

-the day ends with you two cuddling in bed, with him being the big spoon obviously as he showers you with little kisses

Yata ♥︎

-he accidentally wakes you as he goes to make breakfast but as you lay there, pretending to be asleep, Yata kisses you on your temple before skedaddling out the door to the kitchen

-you end up following after him with a blanket wrapped around your shoulders, making him smile brightly at you when he sees you in the doorway

-he practically drags you back to bed once the food has been made so both of you can actually have breakfast in bed

-and so Yata can have some more cuddles as he pulls off his ulterior motives!! Tricking you into going back to sleep with him so you both can sleep in some more!!! A devious little detective for sure!!!!!

-chocolates and sweets galore.

-he’s got a BAADDD sweet tooth but you don’t really mind, “just makes you sweeter” is your go-to tease abt the sugary treats

-would take you to see a movie in theatres, pays for the popcorn and any other snacks you get before tossing a few kernels of popcorn at you while he laughs

-throw a few at him and he will try so hard to catch them in his mouth, and will give you the BIGGEST smile if he catches one

-home cooked dinner for SURE

-cooking dinner together in the kitchen !!!

-he tries eating stuff before it’s done, gently smack his hand away and he’ll hang off your shoulders claiming you’re ‘soooooo meaaaannn!!’ to him

-but then he peppers you in kisses while giggling

-the day ends with chocolate dipped strawberries, a movie and cuddling while Yata tries to steal whichever strawberry you have in your hand

Shut up they all make you breakfast I know- it just feels so right lmAO AKFHSK

Anyways, HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY <3

#jigen daisuke #lupin the third #goemon ishikawa xiii #fujiko mine #koichi zenigata #yatagarasu #jigen x reader #goemon ishikawa x reader #fujiko x reader #lupin iii x reader #koichi zenigata x reader #yatagarasu x reader #x reader #headcannons

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riddle-me-ri · 4 months ago

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Can I request Lupin iii characters finding themselves in one bed situation with the reader. I am a sucker for this trope :3

a/n: AAAHHHH omg anon, would you believe me if I told you I was literally already in the middle of writing these exact scenarios for each of the characters because the minute it hit my brain it wouldn’t leave, the absolute chaotic fluffy gold of the one bed trope mixed with this gang of characters…like yes, it’s perfect!! I know some would love and some would loathe the idea, and this is also sorta allowing me to get a handle on all five of them. I've taken in a decent amount of Lupin media (not nearly all of it…nowhere even close rip) that I think I got a decent handle on them, but some OOC-ness may still occur and thoughts may change as I watch more of the series and some of the films. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy, especially you too same brain anon

Content Warning: midly sexually suggestive content but nothing outright explicit, somewhat fluffy in some parts

For context: Lesson learned; don't let Lupin make hotel reservations (or Zenigata for his scenario). Now you're forced to share a bed with a member of the gang…and some seem more receptive to the idea than others. Reader is gender neutral and this is pre-relationship, but it's fairly obvious on both ends there's feelings. (also for Zenigata's part, you're an officer from another department so not quite an inferior to Zenigata plus you have known him for some time, hence why you say his first name)

Lupin the Third and Gang Sharing the Same Bed Trope with Reader

Lupin The Third:

In all honesty, you should’ve seen this coming a mile away. Lupin was the one who assured everyone he would take care of all the arrangements, and no one had to worry about a thing…you should’ve known that was way too good to be true. Yet as the keys were distributed, you were left without one.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” You lifted your brow suspiciously, eying the lanky thief.

Lupin winced. “I’m afraid not…” He wraps an arm around your shoulders and brings you closer to his side, some feign attempt at comforting you.

He sighed dramatically. “Oh, whatever will we do? Wherever could you lay your pretty weary head…”

Soon, his expression of distraught turned into one of mischief. You could tell as the curve of his smug grin reached his cheekbones.

Lupin leaned his temple against yours as he sweetly offered. “Oh I know…you could share a bed with me!”

It wasn’t exactly a secret that you were attracted to the gentleman thief, but you didn’t want to come off as easy pickings for him either. Lupin never hid his affections from anyone he was attracted to, making you an easily flustered mess of a human being.

Which is how you ended up saying yes, despite trying to come off as if you had no other choice. The others didn’t come to your defense either, so you felt stuck anyhow.

As you walked out of the bathroom in your night clothes, you were greeted with the sight of Lupin sprawled out on the bed, propped up to face you, and his eyebrows wiggling suggestively.

You didn’t know whether to chuckle at the sight or throw something at his face. You decided on rolling your eyes dismissively as you slowly made your way to the bed.

“You’re way too excited about this arrangement.” You commented.

“Maybe…” He drawled out nonchalantly as if he wasn’t softly kicking his feet at the foot of the bed.

“Well you should maybe scoot over, and no funny business, I’m exhausted.” You sternly stated, pointing an authoritative finger in his face.

Lupin lifted his hands up in mock surrender as he scooted to the other side of the bed, which you noticed faced the front door to the room.

“Okey dokey, nothing funny…” He leaned his head to the side. “...tonight.”

“Lupin! I heard that!” Now you did vouch for hitting him with a pillow, mostly because you didn’t want him to see the blush on your face.

“Ow. Ow. Okay, okay!” Lupin dodges most of your hits, just barely saving himself from falling off the bed entirely. “

You two eventually settled into your spots, after bickering with Lupin to sleep the other way with your backs facing each other. A part of you wanted to let him touch you, hold you, or even cuddle but knowing Lupin…give that man an inch and he’ll take a mile. You didn’t want to screw up the dynamic you had now…

Yet as you woke up the next morning to Lupin’s soft snoring and a lazy arm wrapped around your waist with him facing you…you can’t help but smile.

Maybe just maybe you could get used to this.

Jigen Daisuke

When the problem arises, he can’t help but lower his hat somehow further down than it already was. He knew this was one of Lupin’s stupid schemes, and he wanted nothing more than to just throw you his hotel room key, and he opted for sleeping in the car. Not that he wasn’t entirely against the idea, deep down, of sharing a bed with you.

Jigen’s woken up to worse things, people, scenarios…to wake up seeing your face would be a nice change of pace for once, but the last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable.

Then, when you asked if it was okay for you to share a space with him…he really couldn’t deny you, and if you were fine with it, then he figured he could be too.

“Jigen…I know this is an awkward predicament, but I can’t let you sleep on the couch.”

“Huh?” He lifted the brim of his hat slightly to glance an eye at you. “Whatcha mean? I’ve always slept on the couch anyway…”

“Exactly! You should sleep on a proper bed once in a while…I know that couch can’t be that comfortable…”

You felt way too guilty having the large king bed that could likely hold a family of four to yourself while Jigen settled for the couch.

“There's enough space that we could be in two different city limits…”

Jigen chuckled. You weren’t wrong, and you are way too cute for your own good.

“If I come over there, will you let me sleep?”

You nodded. “Yes.”

Jigen sighed before slowly rising from the couch. You tried not to smile too widely out of excitement, you didn't expect him to give in that quickly.

But much like before, if you ask something of him, he finds it incredibly difficult to say no.

Jigen discarded his suit jacket, tie, shoes, and socks but stayed in his dress shirt and hat.

“Scoot over, I should be facing the door.” He waved his hand, motioning you to move under the covers.

You leaned your head sideways as you watched him try to light one of his bent cigarettes.

“You're gonna sleep with your hat on?” You inquired with a perked eyebrow.

Jigen grinned. “The hat always stays on...if I can help it.”

Fair enough, you found yourself eventually dozing off before Jigen.

Jigen stayed awake for a while and thought about sneaking back over to the couch, but then he felt pressure on his chest. Your head laid gently over his now rapidly beating heart. Your soft rhythmic breathing fanning softly against his shirt.

Well, he can't move now, but he couldn't find himself minding the predicament too much.

Goemon Ishikawa XIII

This man's face is as hot as the rising sun over Japan. Speaking of, was it too late for him to return to Japan for some more training or search for enlightenment? He could use a lot of the latter right now.

Goemon can't say he could blame you for choosing to room with him.

Lupin was far too eager to volunteer (which made Goemon grit his teeth), Jigen wasn't all that inviting, and Fujiko had already left for her room as soon as she got her key.

Also, he did find the issue…beneficial. Goemon would know where you are and be able to keep you safe, especially at your most vulnerable.

Not that he didn't think you couldn't handle yourself, but he just felt more at ease knowing your condition.

However, you weren't at ease with him sleeping upright on the floor in the corner next to the door.

“Goemon…please…I feel bad.”

He cracked open one of his eyes. “This is the most appropriate solution.”

“But when was the last time you actually laid down on a bed to sleep? And for a heist doesn't count!”

“It is none of your concern. I will be fine. Please just rest.”

“I won't rest unless you sleep with me!”

Goemon grits his teeth and furrowed his brows as his face reddened.

“N-Not like that!” You corrected, your own face slightly heating up. “I just…you should get some rest too…properly…please?”

Goemon closed his eyes with a long sigh as he seemed to straighten his posture.

You furrowed your brows with a huff as you turned your head to the side to face away from him.

However, you stayed true to your condition, with crossed arms, you were upright in bed and wide awake.

Goemon sighed as he stood up slowly. “Why must you be so stubborn..”

“That's rich coming from you.” You chuckled.

“I am only doing this so that you may finally go to sleep. Nothing more.” Goemon grabbed some of the spare pillows you weren't currently laying on and promptly formed a small pillow wall between you and the empty spot on the bed.

You looked up at him incredulously.

“A pillow wall?”

He nodded before setting Zantetsuken down directly beside his side of the bed.

“To refrain from any…indecent accidental touching.” He explained.

You couldn't help but smile as you shook your head slowly in disbelief. “I can work with that.”

Goemon hummed in acknowledgment as he got under the covers and faced the ceiling.

Anything to ignore the fact you were mere inches away from him.

“Thank you…and good night, Goemon.” You said softly over the makeshift divider before nestling into your pillow.

Goemon's eyes widened as he realized you were much closer than he thought if he could still hear you. Maybe his senses have truly progressed over time with his training?

“Good night…” He replied softly as if worried he'd already wake you.

It took him hours before Goemon finally fell asleep to the sound of your soft breathing and the warm idea of you feeling the safest with him out of the gang.

Fujiko Mine

To say Fujiko literally lunged at your wrist to drag you to her room was an understatement when she saw you didn't get a room key.

Lupin didn't even get a chance to invite himself with the two of you before you made it up to her room.

Fujiko giggled as she flung you onto the bed. “It's been too long since we had some alone time together, wouldn't you agree?”

Needless to say, you were both stunned but excited too to finally be alone with her for once.

“W-What did you have in mind?” You asked.

Fujiko giggled some more before leaning closer to your face with every other word she spoke next. “Well…I was hoping you could help me choose one of my new night gowns and then-”

*KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK*

Lupin whined your and Fujiko's name through the door.

“Don't tell me you two are having fun without meee…”

Fujiko groaned. “We are Lupin, such a shame…if only you found that secret stash of a hundred million yen like I asked…you could join us.”

You chuckled. You couldn't help but admire just how much she had Lupin wrapped around her finger.

After some bickering through the door, Lupin finally let up, and Fujiko turned all her attention back to you.

Your face was almost as red as one of Fujiko's teddies she tried on. You eventually went for the one that had your favorite color, having a feeling that's why Fujiko bought it in the first place.

If you were okay with it, Fujiko would definitely sprinkle your face in kisses as you two cuddled in bed. Her soft and playful touch was too much to resist otherwise.

It depends on you, whether you guys go to the next level or not.

If it doesn't, as much as Fujiko would like to take it there, she respects your wishes and just enjoys the intimate proximity with you as she wraps her arms around you and does what she can to snuggle closer as you two drift off to sleep.

Inspector Koichi Zenigata

Zenigata is fumbling with the rim of his fedora as you two stare at the king bed in the middle of the hotel room.

After more than half an hour of arguing with the front desk, Zenigata wasn't able to get you two out of this mess.

“I-I'm sorry…I can uh…take the desk chair. I'll most likely be up late anyway…”

“Don't be ridiculous, Koichi, it's fine..look at it, it could fit a family of five. Neither of us would know the other is there.”

You put a comforting hand on the tense man's shoulder. “Besides, you need to rest. How can Interpol’s finest catch the most wanted criminals without a good night's rest, hm?”

If you were trying to give off the fact you were calm and collected about the situation, it was working. You could almost convince the butterflies in your stomach to calm down or keep the heat in your cheeks down to a minimum.

“I-err…” Zenigata grumbled, unsure what to say. Mentally combatting between being professional or actually taking the chance to be closer to you.

“It's fine, I promise. If I had to share a bed with anyone, it'd be you.” You walked over to the bathroom and began your night routine as you let the Inspector think it over.

Zenigata almost dropped his hat at that claim. His heart swelled at the fact you trusted him that much. He put you at ease despite the hectic life he lived.

When you were both ready to make the final decision for sleeping arrangements. You went first and pulled back the covers.

You smiled softly across the way as you saw Zenigata follow your lead.

A dust of red tinted his cheeks. “I figured you'd get upset if I didn't get some rest.”

“And you figured right…” You got settled into the bed with Zenigata close behind.

“Good night, Koichi.” You turned over to your side and closed your eyes with sleep not far from draping over your body.

“G-Good night…” he softly said your name at the end, before he too turned over.

When his face was out of your sight, he was finally able to fully express how surprised he was that this was actually occurring. His teeth chattered, his fingers fumbled with the edge of the blanket. He was only able to doze off by counting the rotations of the ceiling fan…

Zenigata woke up to you mumbling his name. He was immediately alert, whipping his head around the room at what you could be drawing his attention to.

“Koichi…” You grumbled sleepily. “You're stealing the covers..”

“Oh!” He looked down and saw he was tangled in the sheets, and you were exposed to the cold room despite the small square of the comforter.

Zenigata panicked. In his anxious state, he must have been tossing and turning and took most of the covers. He quickly tried to unwrap himself and give back your share of the covers.

“Wh-Whoa!” You sat up when you heard a solid thud hit the floor.

You looked over the edge of the bed to see Zenigata somehow more tangled than before.

You perked an eyebrow as you giggled. “Need help?”

“Y-yes please…” He mumbled to himself.

So much for an easy night's rest.

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alekthethirdish · 1 year ago

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Had a funny idea, Lupgang HC’s for the reader getting kidnapped, them going to rescue Reader only to run into the reader breaking out as they are breaking in. Not cause they didn’t think they would be rescued, just the kidnappers left them the perfect window to escape and why wait?

This took so many rewrites, so I hope this version does your ask justice!

Lupin:

-Lupin has gotten kidnapped himself more times than he can probably count.

-So when you get kidnapped he already knows the signs to look for.

-He's an attentive partner, and always has a hand around you, if he's not directly holding your hand.

-Lupin notices instantly if you're gone.

-Of course he's on top of things, tailing your kidnappers, and planning to reign hell down upon them if they even consider touching a single hair on your head.

-When he sees you climbing out a window two stories up, he can't help but smile.

-Lupin meets you halfway down the building, he needs to make sure that you're alright.

-When you've landed safely on the fire escape that he's standing on, he'll look you over for any injuries before pulling you into his chest.

-"Are you hurt? I swear, if they even touched a hair on your head I'll -"

-"Lupin, I'm fine. They were idiots, they didn't even know how to tie rope. They left me in a room with an open window."

-Once he's sure you're alright, he'll lead the way down to the ground, offering his hand to you along the way.

-For the next week straight, he is peppering you with kisses and showering you with gifts. Anything to help you get your mind off of your kidnapping, even if your snatchers sucked.

-Your kidnappers will have found an empty room and then received a note from Lupin, containing a thinly veiled threat.

Jigen:

-Jigen is fiercely protective of you, after all you're his lover.

-Once he's made aware that you've been kidnapped, either by you just missing, or a ransom note; he will raise hell to get you back safe.

-He's tracked your location down to a building and is prepared to go in, guns blazing, when he sees you calmly walking out of the building.

-At first he's confused, why would they let you walk right out?

-He pulls you into an alley as you pass, intending to ask you how you managed to walk right out; your fist in his face is the greeting he gets.

-When you realize it's Jigen who pulled you aside, you start apologizing profusely for punching him.

-"Are you okay, my love?"

-"I should be the one asking you that."

-"Oh. Yeah, their security was shit, they clearly did not know how to tie someone up."

-Jigen, sure that his nose is okay, brings you into his chest, hugging you tightly.

-"I was worried about you." He admits it so quietly, but you hear it anyway.

-"I'm okay. Honestly I was able to walk right out, one of their guards was sleeping. Seriously, they should consider a new profession. They suck."

-He chuckled at that, wrapping his arm around you tightly, guiding you to the car.

-"Anywhere you want to go, my treat."

-He will spoil you for the next week; Jigen will be silently by your side even more than usual.

Goemon:

-When he finds out that you've been kidnapped he is beyond pissed.

-He is tracking your kidnappers down even before they can think to send a ransom note.

-Goemon is prepared to do anything to get you back safe and sound.

-He has infiltrated the building that you're being kept in when you run into him, quite literally.

-His face is a sea of emotion, going from anger, to shock, to relief.

-He sheathed his Zantetsuken before bringing you into a tight hug.

-"Are you alright? They didn't hurt you, did they?"

-"I'm okay, I promise."

-As soon as Goemon is sure that you are unharmed, he'll lead you out of the building, Zantetsuken drawn just in case.

-When you are far away from the building, he asks, "How did you manage to get away?"

-"They only tied my hands and feet and left me unguarded. Not very smart of them."

-Goemon will stay close by your side until you both return to the hotel or safe house.

-While he's not generally openly affectionate, he will link his arm with yours or hold your hand afterwards. Anything to make sure you aren't going anywhere.

-"I am glad you are unharmed, I was worried for your safety."

-Goemon will take you up to the mountains as a way to distract and distance the both of you from what happened.

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baileypie-writes · 9 months ago

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Can you please do head cannons on how Lupin III gang characters (including Zenigata) met female thief reader and how they fell in love?

A/N ~ Sure! I don’t write for Zenigata, and I don’t write female Readers paired with Jigen, but I can do the other two! Hope you enjoy!

~Lupin and Goemon Falling for a Female Theif~

Fandom: Lupin the Third: the First

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Reader: Female

Relationship: Romantic

Characters Included: Arsène Lupin III, Goemon Ishikawa XIII

Genre: Fluff

Rating: PG

Warnings: Stealing(obviously)

Disclaimer: I have only seen the 2019 film, and Castle of Cagliostro. I have not yet seen the series. So if anything is inaccurate, I apologize.

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~Arsène Lupin III~

~ Lupin already has his experience with female thieves. Him and Fujiko have known each other for forever. So he knows what to expect when it comes to them.

~ You met when you were attempting to steal his wallet. And you thought you’ve succeeded, only to open it and see it mostly empty. The only thing in it was a paper with a doodle of a face, with the words “Nice try!” written on it. Cue Lupin saying “Looking for this?” and showing you all his cash, in his hands.

~ He wouldn’t be upset. Instead, he’d give you tips on how to be better(which was annoying, considering that you were a pretty well known thief). And of course, he’d be flirting too. Before leaving, he’d say “I’ll be waiting for your next attempt.” then disappear.

~ Over the next few months, you’d follow him. You’ve made countless attempts at stealing from him, and each time, you’d fail. It was frustrating, because he was the only person you hadn’t successfully stolen from. Everyone else was a breeze. But you didn’t hate Lupin for it. In fact, you enjoyed talking with him. The two of you would share a nice conversation afterwards, before he would leave again.

~ During those periods of time where you weren’t around, Lupin would find himself thinking about you. He would laugh at all your failed tries, almost feeling bad for you. He even thought about making it easier for you to steal from him, but it was just too fun. And Lupin loves to be entertained. So it wasn’t long before his feelings for you were more than just the typical ones he felt for women in general. He was actually in love.

~ Eventually, you didn’t even care about cash. You just wanted to see him. And of course, Lupin knew this. It wasn’t until you finally successfully stole his wallet that you realized this for yourself. You opened it, and was surprised by the money inside. You checked and double checked to see if it was counterfeit, but it was the real deal. You expected to be more happy, but you were just disappointed that the chase was over.

~ You suddenly heard a voice behind you say “Guess you finally succeeded. Great job.”. You turned around to see Lupin. He wore his typical, mischievous grin. He told you to take the money as a reward for your improvement. But he knew you didn’t want to. So instead, he offered for you to join him and his gang. You accepted, and the two of you were inseparable ever since.

~~~🎩~~~🎩~~~🎩~~~

(He’s so pretty I can’t)

~Goemon Ishikawa XIII~

~ You first saw Goemon in an isolated park. It was late at night, and you were looking for someone to rob. He was meditating, and you thought it would be a good idea to try to steal from him. Little did you know, you were about to attempt to sneak up on the world’s greatest samurai.

~ You hid behind a nearby tree, and thought he wouldn’t notice you. But then, a branch suddenly fell right on your head. You looked down at it once it hit the ground. It looked like it was perfectly cut. You then felt a presence behind you, and saw Goemon. He actually recognized you from the news, and made a jab at you for trying to rob a stranger instead of something bigger. You started laughing, but he didn’t. His face was completely serious, and you could tell he was pissed. So you just apologized, and left.

~ It wasn’t until Lupin and the gang were on a heist that you met again. You didn’t know they were there until they met you at the safe. You and Jigen argued about who gets the money, and Goemon said you could share if you both did work. And that’s just what you did. Even when Lupin and Jigen tried to take it all for themselves, Goemon made them be fair. You were very grateful for that. You had no idea why he was so kind, considering your last encounter with him.

~ You “randomly” kept running into each other. But you were kind of seeking for him; hoping to meet you again. Goemon noticed this, but kept quiet. It wasn’t until you helped them out yet again, and you were celebrating your victory with the gang, that he said something.

~ You were embarrassed. And now that he knew, you decided to stop helping them. And you thought that was that.

~ A while later, you were robbing a museum by yourself, and you were having quite a bit of trouble. A squad of police was heading your way, and with the giant sack of artifacts on your back, you weren’t in a good place to fight. You prepared for the worst, when they all suddenly dropped to the floor. And there, standing with his sword in hand, was Goemon.

~ He asked you why he hasn’t seen you in a while, and you told him. His face was mostly neutral, besides a small bit of red on his cheeks. He told you that he enjoyed your company, and that he’d like if you came by more often. Then he left.

~ It’s safe to say that you did start stopping by again. In fact, you helped the gang with so many heists, that you became a part of their team. And you and Goemon became even closer.

~~~🗡️~~~🗡️~~~🗡️~~~

~~baileypie-writes

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hierophantmeme · 4 months ago

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My Silly Goofy Fanfic Masterlist

Disclaimers: I am not a writer. In fact, I’m a college dropout & never been in a relationship so 90% of what I write comes from the cringey media I’ve consumed and will have really bad grammar 😝

Requests open!

Slots open: 1/2

Rules:

I can write NSFW fics now! Just make sure the characters are both 18+

Romantic relationships of two characters or more MUST be between adults (no pro ship relationships)

No underage characters in romantic scenarios. Platonic is fine.

No CoraLaw

I will NOT write NSFW for Luffy, Law, or underage characters

Will absolutely NOT write AT ALL for Doflamingo (sorry).

There’s some characters I just don’t know how to write for so if you ask, I’ll let you know. If you have a specific scenario in mind though that would help a lot

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Lupin the Third

Lupin

A Need for Adventure- x Male!Reader

"I Thought I Lost You"- x Male!Reader

The Greatest Treasure- x Male!Reader

Goemon

Waterfall Meditation- x AFAB!reader

Jigen

Behind the Rough Exterior- x Teacher!Reader

Fujiko

x fem!reader in progress

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One Piece

Zoro

The Stranger in the Mirror- xAFAB!Reader

Corazon

Masquerading Hearts- x Reader (WIP, multiple parts, will be linked in each post)

Group Hug- x Adoptive Parent!Reader

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Catherine

Jonny Ariga

The Only Place in the Universe- x Fem!Reader

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(More fandoms & characters coming soon…)

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zenni-gotcha · 2 years ago

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Hey so how do you think the Lupin gang would deal with a s/o appears like a peaceful and graceful sleeper, but if you sleep next to them and you’re on the side that isn’t against the wall, s/o tends to roll over in their sleep and pushes whoever is there out of the bed roughly and still sleeps through the bang that happens and looks so comfortable while they probably just ruined their boyfriend or girlfriends whole night and if the partner does not get revenge instantly, s/o has no idea what happened and is like “I slept great! :)”. Flip side, if the gang Are sleeping at the wall, s/o rolls over and now they’re a cuddle bug and both get their comfortable sleep. “I haven’t slept that good in ages :)”. if there is no wall and both sides are empty space, good luck 😂. S/o is just very cuddly in sleep, but is a bit rough in trying to cuddle unlike when they’re awake so they end up throwing the person out of bed instead of getting the cuddles. How would the group deal with this? Do they feel dread at the thought of a no wall leaning bed when they see it?

[Hi there! First wanted to start this off by saying thank you for waiting on this! I had a few larger things to finish on some of my other blogs, so it took me a bit to get back to this one. Also thanks for the ask, it was a fun idea to work with :) ]

Lupin- Listen, he might complain about it a little bit, but not too much. He’s almost as bad as you are. This man is almost always bouncing off the wall, and that includes when he’s asleep. So, between the two of you it’s like a kickboxing match every night. However, if there is a night where you both finally couldn’t knock each other off the bed, then he sleeps like a rock and loves waking so close to you.

Jigen- He’s not going to take this lying down. Well, he is because it happens while he’s asleep. But, he will do something back. We all know how grouchy he is most of the time, so imagine how he is when he’s just been woken up by falling off the bed. If the bed is against the wall, he’s going to shove you over so he can lay there and avoid getting knocked off again. If it’s open on both sides he’ll push you off the other side as payback. Either way, if he ends up on the floor then so will you. But, the nights where you do get sleep feel all the more delightful.

Goemon- Here’s the thing, his reflexes are too good, even while he’s asleep, that he just blocks all of the movements that would have knock him off of the bed. Though he never falls off or wakes up completely, he still wakes up exhausted from having to parry the whole night. However, he’s found a way for you both to sleep well even if there isn’t a wall for him to fortify himself against. If he gets you in a bearhug then you can’t move as much and therefore cannot kick him off of the bed. That has the added bonus of already being snuggled up next to you as well.

Fujiko- She might not do anything the night that she falls off the bed, but you better believe that you’ll get it in the morning. Her favorite payback is setting an alarm for about an hour before you’re supposed to be up for the day and then put it right next to your head. You can bet there would be a greater effort on your part to work out a way to not do that again. She’s not totally mean though, and realizes that you can’t really always help moving around so much, and gives you some slack. She does love to sleep close to you, so she makes sure to have the bed against the wall so it can be a pleasant sleep for both of you.

Zenigata- He won’t even realize what happened until the next morning. He sleeps so hard that he won’t even notice hitting the floor. Of course though, his poor back is going to be screaming at him for sleeping in such an odd position on the floor, and he’s going to be miserable. He won’t say anything to you about it though as he wouldn’t want you to think he was upset with you (even if he sort of was). The problem comes with the fact that he feels too boxed in if he sleeps by a wall, so that’s not an option. The best choice is to get a futon so if you do bumb into him it just rolls him over instead of knocking him to land in a weird position. This also means that he can roll back over to hold you a bit easier as well.

#lupin iii x reader #lupin x reader #daisuke jigen x reader #jigen x reader #goemon ishikawa xiii x reader #goemon x reader #fujiko mine x reader #fujiko x reader #koichi zenigata x reader #zenigata x reader

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carissimipaixao · 1 year ago

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happy birthday, frailty!

Hi! I just found your blog and your work is just *chefs kiss* Is it ok if I can request a fic for Goemon with the prompt: “Please just look at me – really look at me." Thank you ❤️❤️❤️

─ FRAILTY

published on: august 19, 2021 requested by: anon pairing: ishikawa goemon xiii & reader prompt: “please, just look at me ━ really look at me.” word count: 5k+ warning: asphyxiation, near-death experience, ptsd. note: i wrote a sequel for this fic!

It was a stormy night that she would not forget.

The trees surrounding the estate shook violently under the aggressive nature of the wind, and the rain hit heavily against the windows. The thunder was loud and nearly deafening when the lightning hit too close for comfort. As if it was not enough, the power had died mere minutes after the sunset, and the backup generators were not powerful ━ as they should have been ━ to lighten up the entire house. A few lights on the hall had turned on, as well as a few outdoor lights, but it was still too dark. Dark enough for ghosts and unwanted visitors to creep inside.

[Name] had warned her guards to remain vigilant, feeling uneasy, and tightened up the security. Under their vigilance, she would remain in her office, reading a few reports about missing or destroyed cargo and resources, whilst planning newer investments. In truth, her family had been in the Underworld for over a century. It was not one of the oldest families, but their reputation was nothing to joke about. Although her family mostly focused on the shipment of resources, ammunition and others to various corners of the planet, their ruthless and violent nature was perhaps their most infamous trait.

After all, nobody who dared to mock or taint the family name lived long enough to tell the tale.

The office is dark, covered in shadows, with the exception of one candle on top of the desk. Knowing how weak and downgraded the generators are, her guards and security cameras are better off with the lights on, while she could simply enjoy the simplicity of a candlelight illuminating her desk and papers, providing her with a sense of nostalgia as she remembered the nights she spent with her grandmother, one of the former leaders of the family business.

Besides, she thinks to herself, it’s not as if I’m completely defenseless.

Glancing up, she looks at the figure that sits quietly in the corner of the room. He sits against the wall ━ next to the window and perpendicular to the door. Although the candlelight isn’t strong enough to see him completely, the white kimono somehow allows him to stand out in the office. It was a sight that she welcomed; ironically, it made her think of a guardian angel, watching over her and protecting her. However, he isn’t merciful or gentle. Perhaps, Angel of Death would be a better fitting name.

His eyes appear to be closed, as if he is resting, but [Name] knows that was not the case. After all, she had seen many times that his apparent “rest” was, indeed, not true. He was focusing on his surroundings, on all of his senses. That was how he had prevented many incidents, as well as ensuring his own safety.

That was why she had hired him. He is fascinating ━ and an excellent bodyguard.

[Name] sighs, leaning back on the chair as she tilts her head back to look at the ceiling, fingers drumming mindlessly against the wooden desk. As peaceful as everything seems to be, as peaceful as she wishes things would truly be ━ it is difficult to ignore the uneasiness, the dread feeling that has begun to creep up. A coldness goes down her spine as she continues to listen to the distant thunder. Her eyes close for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to collect her thoughts.

She slowly stands up, her gaze falling upon the bodyguard as he remains perfectly still. She grabs the blazer that rests on the shoulders of the leather chair and puts it on her shoulders. The woman walks around the desk and, as her heels click against the floor, as she approaches the man, his eyes snap open to stare at her.

Black.

Somehow, even though the world around her is coated in darkness, his is━

Shut it.

‘Ishikawa,’ she calls. Without waiting for a response (what could he possibly have said?), she turns to the door on her left, leaving the office. The sound of her heels echo through the empty hallway, covered in that chilled darkness, and there is a soft click behind her before she feels a presence behind her. The bodyguard isn’t a man of many words, and he emits no sound as he walks. The way he stays close to her reminds her an awful lot of a shadow ━ and that is exactly what he aims to be. Her shadow.

Anything or anyone that comes too close gets devoured by it.

Sometimes, she can’t help but feel empowered by his strength and nearly inhuman abilities. He had been serving her for nearly eight months, and he had done enough to prove that his infamous reputation was not far from the truth. In the beginning, admittedly, she had tested him and studied how he gracefully moved across a battlefield, his white kimono standing out in the middle of a river of blood and death. But, his strength earned him her respect and, perhaps, he was undyingly in her favor ━ which some of her own men envied.

(While the young woman respected and admired him, she often found herself wondering if a man like him had the same colors as many snakes that had once been part of her mercenaries. Would he slice her head off with no hint of remorse or hesitation, if paid a better price?

The thought of it always made a shiver go down her spine.)

When they reach the end of the hallway, turning to walk down the extensive stairway which leads to the ground floor, a shout rings through the air. [Name]’s body stiffens sharply and the samurai moves from behind her, stepping around her with a fierce glare on his face. Although one of his hands rests inside the kimono, his left hand is positioned in a nearly threatening manner on his beloved sword.

The woman straightens her back and narrows her eyes. ‘Probably someone who got lost on their way,’ she scoffs, even though her hand had begun to reach for her pistol.

At this time? The voice seems to repeat what they said, and she recognizes the voice as one of her men. He was ordering someone to back up or else.

In this weather? A beat of silence, and she hears more of her men yelling at whoever stood in the front yard.

‘Ishikawa,’ she starts━

The ground shakes, the glass of the double doors of the entrance shattering, and she flies with a strangled gasp. Her back hits the curve of the stairs, causing her to hiss in pain. In a flash, her bodyguard is by her side, helping her stand up.

He spares a glance out the windows, narrowing his eyes at the harsh headlights of cars as they pull up. ‘We need to go.’ She nods, groaning as her ears rang from the explosion, but cuts to the left, entering the kitchen. The Japanese man remains close to her ━ more so than before ━ and his eyes glow darkly as he observes their surroundings with practiced calmness and weariness. The maids had all but scrambled out of the kitchen, but their arms now carried heavy machinery, swearing to protect the estate and their master at any cost.

[Name] pulls out her own pistol, clicking the safety off, and she puts her hand over her ear. ‘What’s going on?’ She demanded.

‘An ambush, Madam,’ a husky voice responded. ‘They want your head. But, we are preparing an escape vehicle for you.’

‘An escape vehicle,’ she repeats, her lip curling into a snarl. Her blood boils. ‘Why should I abandon my estate? That’s admitting defeat.’

Another voice comes through the earpiece. ‘Sadly, Madam—hijo de puta—I don’t think you have much choice. It’s either that or your death.’ His words leave little space for argument. ‘They’ve come prepared, clearly. And, we can’t let them win.’

The Boss listens closely to the rain of bullets that is now raging outside. The screams, the yells. It is no different from the many scenarios that have happened before. She turns to look at Goemon, who meets her eyes evenly. He doesn’t tell her anything, but that’s because it was never his place to tell her what to do. He is the pawn, and she decides his move.

It is during these times that she remembers one lesson by the previous leader. ‘Everything is a chess game. And failure is unacceptable. Every piece on your side is your pawn, meant to be used and die for you. Step over them, wear them out in your favor, as long as it ensures your victory.’ Father had never been too kind.

[Name] looks away and grits her teeth, as she finally comes to a decision. ‘Bury them here.’

‘Roger.’

‘Sí, señora.’

The Empress turns to her bodyguard, preparing to give him his order.

—only for the ground to shake, for glass to shatter, for walls to break.

Goemon instantly holds onto her, keeping her from falling, and, as the dust clears, she can now see a hole in the middle of the kitchen wall. Someone is desperately trying to get to her. They want to lure her out, and it is definitely a trap.

But, her anger spoke louder.

‘Let’s kill those sons of bitches,’ she says. And, as the first man dares to step forward, a sword slices through the air. The stranger falls, choking on his own blood, and his hand had reached for his chest which is now cut open. Goemon shelters his sword with experienced grace, his eyes as raging as the storm that roars outside.

The hole in the wall allows for the wind and the rain to come through, and she shivers as the breeze touches her skin. Yet, she straightens her back. The family pride and honor is at risk and, unlike other bodyguards she had hired in the past, Goemon understands. Maybe, that is why she gravitates more and more towards him; despite being in different positions, despite being in completely distant hierarchies when it came to power and reputation, it is honor that connected them.

That is why he doesn’t stop her, as she steps out of the building.

Stand as such, she recalls her father’s harsh words. Eye everything and everyone as such. Anything that isn’t our blood is scum and should be treated as such. Make them fear you, make them know you are a force not to be reckoned with.

Those words — back then — didn’t make much sense. She was but a child, she didn’t understand the true nature of the world as she did now. She didn’t understand how twisted and dangerous it was to be part of an infamous family. She never did, until the envious came for her, when she was only ten.

Perhaps too often, she faintly feels the rough texture of rope around her neck, dragging her across an empty hall made of cement.

A man barely rounds the corner before she shoots a bullet right through his eye. The result is immediate, and she doesn’t spare him a second glance as she steps over the body. The backyard is practically empty, considering the enemy has decided to be bold enough to attack directly from the front. Someone certainly holds a grudge, don’t they? [Name] thinks to herself as she walks down the stairs. The ground is made out of cobblestone, giving the estate a much more antique look. Yet, it would be such a waste for her to ruin her heels, trying to outrun her attackers on that floor.

So, she carefully takes off her heels, calm as she possibly could, closing her eyes to the sound of another falling enemy. Her shadow could never disappoint her. The Empress frowns at the rough sensation beneath her lycra-covered feet, but she shrugs. Instead, her focus is on the many black vehicles that are neatly parked beside each other. A man stands next to one of them, a rifle in his hands, as he eyes his surroundings.

In a flash, his eyes fall upon her and he straightens his back. ‘Madam,’ he begins, ‘Let’s go.’ He doesn’t rush her, and she realizes he’s just as confident as she is — nobody can get to her. They’re too busy fighting off her men. She nods and quickens her pace ever so slightly.

Goemon suddenly rounds her.

Heat explodes around her.

She barely catches the sound of a strangled scream, as the vehicles burst into flames. Goemon moves his right arm abruptly, bringing it down with a fierce harshness. That is when she notices a fragment from the destruction — now, cut in half — had been flying in their direction. Both halves remain on fire, and she narrows her eyes at the brightness of the flames.

‘Are you alright?’ Goemon turns to look over his shoulder, his voice as passive as always. He sheltered his sword, his hand resting on the handle. [Name] pretends not to notice how the light from the fire contorns his figure, how the raindrops run down the side of his face. She pretends not to notice him for who he is, because—

That’s pathetic.

‘Yeah,’ she says. ‘Thanks.’ He only nods.

It’s as if he couldn’t possibly get any more fascinating than that.

The eye contact doesn’t last very long; thunder roars once again in the background, and the loud noise helps to bring her back to reality, back from whatever scenario her brain was slowly constructing. She reaches for her earpiece, tapping it lightly. ‘They’ve destroyed the vehicles.’

‘It’s like they know our every move,’ scoffed someone.

A light bulb goes off. ‘How many vehicles do they have in the front?’

‘Madam—’

‘Just answer my question.’

The man pauses. It takes a couple of seconds before she gets her answer. ‘Five.’

[Name] nods, checks her weapon mindlessly, and smiles — a cold edge to it. ‘Draw back,’ her words get Goemon’s attention, and she briefly catches the sight of his eyebrows frowning in confusion and perhaps displeasure. ‘I want you to draw back, get them away from those vehicles. Even if that means jeopardizing the estate. We will destroy all but one vehicle, for my escape.’

‘Understood,’ and the earpiece goes quiet once again.

‘Is that really wise?’ Goemon suddenly asks. ‘Escaping?’

The Empress scoffs, shaking her head. ‘Perhaps not. I don’t like the idea of being known as a coward. But, I don’t have much choice. I either escape with my life — barely, that is — or this entire family is in grave danger.’ She looks at Goemon for a moment, before turning her back to him as she walks away. ‘If something were to happen to me, all of this would be forgotten. Our name, cursed and mocked. Or, worse, it’d be in the hands of an outsider or someone who’s not worthy of this.’

‘Like who?’ The samurai asks.

‘You’re awfully talkative today,’ she muses. Silence falls upon them, and she takes a deep breath. She tries to ignore how the cobblestone slightly bites her feet, and she grits her teeth when she feels them ache under the roughness and edges of the floor. ‘Someone whose greed and arrogance blinded them enough for my father — him, of all people — to consider them unworthy and unstable for being the heir of the family name. Not to mention how much they lacked the proper skills that are necessary when it comes to running this business.’

‘Under my protection,’ he begins, ‘nothing will happen to you.’ Those words — that promise — makes her stop. [Name] gulps, clenching her fists, but slowly turns to look over her shoulder. His gaze is narrowed, determined, and something in those eyes causes a shiver to go down her spine. Angel of Death indeed. ‘I wouldn’t—I won’t allow any harm to fall upon you.’

A question burns on the tip of her tongue, urging and begging to be let out. And, she allows it. ‘And, what if you can’t?’

Goemon stiffens, his frown deepening. ‘Are you doubting my abilities? Despite the time I’ve been serving you?’

She nearly flinches at the hurt and angered tone, but keeps her posture; after all, that was what she had been taught to do. Keep your chin held up high, a phantom voice whispers. ‘No, never,’ and she internally curses herself for the genuine answer, for how her words come out in a soft whisper.

Her bodyguard’s facial expression eases a little bit.

[Name] continues. ‘You’ve proven yourself, time and time again.’ Her eyelids lower ever so slightly, her gaze growing distant. ‘But, we all know there will be a day where you can’t.’ Perhaps, never in her life, did she hear the rain hit the ground as loudly as this moment. The shouts appear muffled, and so do the gunshots and the fighting. Instead, it was if her words were echoing, ringing in her ears.

Goemon’s hand tightens around his sword.

That little reaction — despite the nearly passive expression on his face — brings a sad smile to her face. A mutual agreement, and [Name] resumes walking towards the front of the building.

Nothing else needs to be said.

‘We’re bringing them around the left side,’ a femme voice speaks through her earpiece. ‘The front yard should be free of enemies, Madam.’

‘Good job,’ she congratulates them. She takes safety off her weapon as she slowly approaches the wall of the estate. Peeking around the corner, her eyes fall upon the targets — five vehicles, the cause of her distress. ‘Now, make sure you survive this. Or else.’

Without waiting for a reply, she rips off her earpiece and crashes it under the sole of her foot.

Two armored men stand next to the vehicles, extremely vigilant as they glance from side to side, weapons ready to shoot down any possible threat. [Name] narrows her eyes. They really got the best weaponry just for this, she thinks. The Empress doesn’t even want to think of the number of casualties there would be, from her side alone.

A quick glance at Goemon, and he nods.

He takes off running towards the men, who are quick to notice him and yell, raising their weapons and shooting. The samurai grunts and jumps into the air — and how he does it, [Name] cannot even fathom to imagine — as he unsheathes his weapon. From the corner of the estate, she watches as the bullets seem to be deflected and cut into pieces. It is during that moment that her heart beats, for a moment, just a little faster, her eyes wide in amazement.

You can’t be part of this world, those words ring in the back of her mind. It is from a memory, the faint flavor of expensive French wine on her tongue. How do you even— heck, how is it even possible?

She doesn’t remember his answer, but the single curve of his lip resonates from her memory.

The guards seem to be just as amazed — shocked, really — and stare with widened eyes as Goemon lands in front of them, his wrist moving in quick, circular movements. In a flash, one line appears on each man’s chest, turning red as the blood begins to drip from the wound. They fall to the ground, just as four vehicles are cut in half. One man attempts to reach for Goemon, his mouth filled with blood and eyes wide in hatred, but he falls limp before his fingertips can even touch the edge of his kimono.

[Name] straightens her back and backs away from the wall. Goemon starts to rise to his feet, sheltering his sword, and, after seemingly taking a deep breath, he turns to look over his shoulder.

Bang!

Before she can process the singular, loud noise. Another follows. Her eyes follow — stunned and afflicted — as Goemon’s figure begins to descend, hitting the ground. [Name] gasped, mouth going agape, but, perhaps, the sight has caused her rational mind to shut down, because she finds herself running across the yard, aiming to reach Goemon’s side.

But, something collides into her.

She grunts as she hits the ground, just as hands wrap tightly around her wrists. Someone is pressing her body down, pinning her to the ground with their weight. [Name] grits her teeth, opening her eyes to see the foe who has apparently a death wish. ‘You,’ she draws out.

‘Hello, darling,’ the man grins too widely for her taste. ‘Didn’t think you’d see me, did you?’ He quickly swaps the positions of his hands — only one hand holds hers in place, the other moved to caress the side of her jaw. ‘I bet you didn’t.’

[Name] throws her head to the side, ripping her jaw from his hold. At the same time, she glares at the sight of her weapon which is now too far out of reach. She turns her head to stare evenly at the man. ‘Fuck you, Nathan.’

‘Nathan? To think you used to call me Nate before,’ he mockingly pouts.

Suddenly, there is pressure on her throat. [Name] tries to free her hands, she struggles against him, but she can’t do anything. His facial expression is dreadfully neutral, as if he isn’t trying to asphyxiate her. ‘You know, all of this would’ve been easier if you had just listened to me. Your father — may he rest in peace — was a good man,’ he draws out. Her blood boils, and she can’t hate this man more than she already does. ‘But… you?’ His grin is back. ‘You are pathetic.’

Her vision slowly begins to waver, and he brings his other hand to her neck — which, although allows her hands to move and try to pull on the grasps around her throat, is still useless. He simply leans out of reach, never uttering a groan or hiss as her nails begin to roughly scratch and dig into his skin. Nathan’s weight is too much for her to even push him off her, somehow.

Everything is hopeless.

A groan sounds behind her, ‘M-Madam…!’

Nathan spares a glance away from her face, pursing his lips. ‘Aw, would you look at that? The little samurai trying to crawl towards his master.’ He chuckles. ‘I can’t believe I’m seeing Ishikawa Goemon in this miserable state. For someone who is so untouchable, this surely is utterly ridiculous.’ He glances back at [Name], whose face is slowly changing color. ‘But, I guess it is to be expected when you work for this worm.’

‘I mean,’ he continues, ‘perhaps, age was already taking a huge toll on your father, for him to choose you as the heiress. We all know women are not meant to rule this kind of business. You are too weak, too sentimental.’ His eyes fall on Goemon, who grunts once again, his eyes struggling to remain open as the blood continues to drip out. Any longer, and he would certainly die from blood loss, not to mention the critical bullet wound near his heart. ‘Just as your Grandmother was,’ he scoffs and turns his head to spit on the ground. ‘And, I must admit… as much as I absolutely despise your guts, with you on the “throne” of this ridiculous family, I can easily chop your head off. One less piece in my way.’

The pressure on her neck abruptly increases, and [Name] barely hears the gasp that escapes from her own mouth.

Instead, her skin crawls and her throat aches—

The rope around her neck tightens, and [Name] chokes, her tiny hands trying to grasp at it, trying to rip it off. But, she is only a child. She has no strength. Her ears catch the sound of laughter — laughter upon her misery. Her father’s words from mere weeks ago echo in the back of her brain. But, she refuses to listen to them. Not right now. She doesn’t need his venomous, hurtful words when her life may as well be on the line. She opens her mouth, attempts to take in a deep breath, but no air comes through.

‘What a pretty little thing,’ someone cooes. She suddenly flinches at the sensation of wetness on her face. They had spit on her.

‘To think I’ve put up with you, with this bullshit for years,’ Nathan raises his voice, ‘only for that stupid old man to give up the throne for his whore of a daughter.’ He leans forward, glaring into her widened eyes. ‘He may not see through you, but I can.’

‘Madam!’ Goemon calls.

‘All it takes,’ a hand caresses her cheek, before dragging down to her collarbone. ‘is for me to pull on this just a little more and your life is gone in a snap.’ They pull slightly on the rope, and [Name] chokes, coughing violently. ‘Your life is mine, now. The moment my men brought you to me, dear child, was the moment you lost your right to live.’

The edges of her vision are darkening, and she can barely focus on the heated gaze of Nathan. As her arms begin to fall to her sides, the man smirks, leaning forward to watch the slow movement of her eyelids as they lower. ‘That’s it,’ he says. ‘Sleep. Forever.’ And, she feels the heaviness upon her body lessen.

Her name is screamed through someone’s lips, and somehow, the sound of her name—

‘I got you,’ an elderly woman wraps her arms around the small child, who shivers and cries. ‘Grandma’s got you,’ she repeats, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. ��Oh, my sweet, little [Name].’

The Empress’ eyes widen, reality no longer mixed with delusion.

Her knee lunges upwards in a snap, and the man above her grunts, his hands around her windpipe loosen. [Name] takes that opportunity with deadly ambition; she digs her fingers onto his eyes, causing the man to scream as he puts his hand over his face, and she pushes him off her, her eyes narrowed onto a single object on the cobblestone floor.

Nathan attempts to open his eyes, his face turned into a snarl.

But, his face morphs into one of shock and pain. He coughs, blood painting the white floor. [Name] gasps, one hand around her reddened neck, but she slowly stands up, gracefully as it is expected from the Empress. Her hand tightens around Zantetsuken, and in a swift movement, she pulls it out of the man’s chest.

‘This throne is mine,’ she says. ‘You don’t deserve it.’ She leans forward, smiling coldly at the glare on his face. ‘Rot in hell, Nathan.’

‘You…,’ he begins, but stops to cough, his hands moving to cover the wound on his chest. But, it is useless. He falls to the side, grunting. He struggles to keep his eyes open. ‘You... bitch,’ he coughs and grits his teeth, which are covered in the harsh redness of his blood. Nathan goes to take a deep breath, before the sound sharply stops.

[Name] doesn’t waste another second, doesn’t let herself enjoy the way his face drops and relaxes, how his last breath came out as a strangled gasp. She turns abruptly, rushes to Goemon’s side and kneels beside his form. Her knees hit the ground with such harshness that she wouldn’t be surprised if she were to find bruises on them. ‘Ishikawa,’ she calls, although she can’t utter that name with the same authority as before.

He groans, and her eyes fly to the two bullet wounds on him — one just under the crook of his knee and another in the middle of his back, just inches away from where his heart would have been. She frowns, looking down at his face as it twitches and contorns in pain. Her heart throbs at the sight.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck—

None of it was meant to happen.

It was never meant for her to fall for her bodyguard.

Love is a dangerous — poisonous, destructive, caging — game, and she knows, if her father was alive, he would be the most disappointed in her. Despite the way she has portrayed herself in front of others, despite the cold persona she has built from years of power and hardships, she has fallen in love. The empire her family had built, for generations, is in danger. And now, with its empress being consumed by puny concepts such as love, it is definitely in high risk of being torn apart and burnt to the ground.

But, emotions and love ━ it’s what makes us human, a part of her has tried to argue.

Yet, her father’s voice has always been louder. ‘Emotions bring power and glory to its knees. Emotions destroy what truly matters. Don’t be fooled by them. Be stronger. Don’t be consumed by your heart, and rule with your head held high.’

Holding the Japanese man close to her, she gulped, ignoring the odd sensation that was building up in her eyes. She had not cried in a long time, not since she was a little girl, oblivious to the wicked ways of the world. [Name]’s thumbs gently caressed his face, brushing off the pecks of dust that had clung to his skin. ‘Goemon,’ she called, feigning naiveté to her voice as it cracked and struggled to remain firm and strong.

‘You’re a leader, first and foremost,’ Father scowleded. ‘So, act like one!’

‘Please, just look at me,’ she commands — and pleads. ‘Really look at me.’

His eyelashes flutter before his eyes open.

Black.

His breath comes out in sharp, short exhales. He tries to meet her eyes evenly. ‘Poison,’ he says after a pause. ‘They… poisoned—’

That explains why Nathan didn’t bother to… ‘Save your breath,’ [Name] carefully put her arm beneath the crook of his arm. ‘We’ll get you someone to look after these wounds, don’t worry.’ The woman attempts to lift him up, waiting for him to gain his footing.

‘That man—’

‘He’s gone now,’ she interrupts him, her face growing colder. ‘Should’ve killed him long enough.’

[Name] guides him towards the vehicle and she uses her spare hand to open the backdoor. Goemon attempts to sit down without assistance, and each groan or grunt earns a grimace from her. The samurai leans back against the cushion with gritted teeth and frowned eyebrows. [Name] grabs the bloodied sword from the ground, putting it beside him.

As she does, the samurai raises his head to look at her. She freezes as she watches his eyes wander across her face, especially her eyes. His widen for a moment, and there is a question in them. Sooner or later, the vein would fall and he would see everything she had been trying to hide for so long. How come that two poisoned bullets could have easily unravelled her inner turmoil?

‘Let’s go,’ she forces a smile and closes the door before he can say anything else.

As she rounds the car and takes the wheel, driving away from the madness that continues in her estate, words from the past and the present mix in her brain. Warnings and taunts alike. A tender grin that once brightened her grandmother’s face flashes from the depth of her mind, and the cold words of her father spill upon that image.

She feels a heated gaze burning into the back of her skull, and she grits the wheel tighter within her hands.

We are snakes, not lovers.

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