#plays when waka is getting ready to fight you

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Fighting Waka from the Okami Original Soundtrack Hiroshi Yamaguchi

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soul ties ☆ | shuri x fem!reader

love at first sight was something everyone believed in. for wakandans, it was something entirely different. it was the belief that bast had created lines to connect each human to their perfect fit. shuri believed that you were the end of that line for her.

warnings : some fighting mentioned, mature themes, and cursing.

word count : 6.2k+

note : i would play the song right when the word "she" is highlighted. :) also this is the largest fic i've ever written so yayyy

song : un-thinkable (i'm ready) by alicia keys ft. drake

"shuri?" a voice peeks through shuri's daydreaming. when the princess looks slightly down to her left she sees riri speaking to her.

"are you even paying attention to the tour?"

"yes, of course i am." shuri says in a tone that sounds almost as if she were offended that riri would even ask such a question. even though she did in fact have her attention elsewhere.

"don't front. what do you see that's so important?"

riri follows shuri's eyesight across the quad, until it lands on you. her face lights up and her eyes widen.

of course. she thinks as she watches you in a world entirely of your own. your airpod maxes had been on and you were stuck in a studying session. your braided hair was tied back into a long ponytail, keeping the strands from falling in your face. riri could see even from afar that you were wearing very little makeup. your natural face was the one she preferred, and it was one shuri quickly grew attached to. you were in spandex shorts and a red hoodie that proudly repped MIT in white lettering.

"no."

shuri looks back over to riri, "what?"

"i said no. you're not going to get anywhere with her. no one has. not even i could crack that code." riri mumbles out, clearly butthurt.

"so, i'm hearing that you two know each other."

riri rolls her eyes, "yeah, we're friends. i tutored her last year."

"will you introduce me?"

"no."

"the dean said meeting fellow students would be a good idea. y'know, so i can be more accustomed."

"the dean ain't here though, is she?"

"oh don't be like that."

riri grumbles. she assumes that it can't hurt to introduce the two of you. it's not like any of the other generational wealth kids impressed you. however, a princess with panther powers just might do the trick.

"fine. you get five minutes."

shuri smiles and begins making her way towards you. with every step she noticed how much more beautiful you got. she also happened to notice how her heart would be tugged on, as if being pulled along on a string by you. you reminded her of the beauty she found in wakanda. with your rich skin and dark brown eyes, she couldn't help but notice you.

shadows of figures fall over your textbooks as you were reading over a line about quantum physics. annoyance began to bubble up, considering you had to have all of this material memorized by tomorrow afternoon for a test.

your eyes raise to meet the people causing the shadows, ready to ask them exactly what it was that they needed. that is, until you see riri, and a face you've only ever known in the news. your hands quickly find their way to your headphones, slipping them around your neck.

"hey y/n." riri says so casually that it shocks you. did she not know who was standing right beside her?

"uh, hey riri."

riri does her silly smile that she does every time you say her name. you knew she was utterly smitten with you, but you also knew that your friendship to her mattered more than anything.

"hi y/n." shuri says with a sultry wakandan accent. riri knew that wasn't how she usually talked, all sexy like that. a swift elbow was placed into shuri's side. due to her panther powers she could barely feel it.

"are you who i think you are?" you can't help but ask, struggling to pick your jaw up from the floor. shuri was someone you would say you looked up to. politics was something you were extremely interested in and watching her on tv speak about wakanda inspired you deeply. you wished so badly to visit wakanda since they opened up their borders, but their policy on foreigners remained the same. they were not to enter unless absolutely necessary. riri was only granted access because of her and shuri's close friendship, that riri never thought to mention until now.

she laughs, which makes your eyes light up. riri notices and figures it's just because you're starstruck. that's what you assume too, but it doesn't feel like that.

"yeah, this is the princess of wakanda, shuri." riri says as she rolls her dark brown eyes, "enough about her though," she slides next to you on the bench. "what are you studying?"

"i'm trying to study quantum physics right now. which is proving to be practically impossible." you say with a heavy sigh. at this rate you were doomed.

"oh, that's real easy baby. i can help you with it later tonight if you want." riri says as her eyes rake over the material in the book.

"very funny riri."

"no, i'm serious. i'm holding a little study session later for shuri to meet some friends. i know you don't hang out with my crew all like that but you're welcome to join."

the invite is enticing.

"i happen to know a decent amount of quantum physics myself." shuri says with a charming smile, "i can help you if you need it."

now the invite seems even more enticing.

"i mean, i guess. as long as we actually study. last time you had a 'study session' we all ended up high."

riri puts her arm around your shoulder, "yeah, but you passed that test the next morning, didn't you?"

a smile can't help but make its way across your face, "yeah, that's true."

"mhm, i thought so."

"shouldn't you be off giving the princess a tour?"

"shuri." the wakandan says.

"hm?" you ask, your eyes torn away from riri.

"you can just call me shuri." she says, "no need for formalities."

"oh, okay. shuri." you say, testing how her name sounds against your tongue. it feels natural and comfortable. shuri would be lying if she said her heart didn't flutter.

riri's eyes shift back and forth as they watch you and shuri.

"ookayyy. yeah, it's time for us to go shuri." riri speaks as she gets up from her spot next to you. she walks back over to shuri, who is still gazing at you. "see you later y/n."

"bye girls." you say as you watch them walk away. riri is saying something to shuri with a weird look on her face, but you can't tell what it is. you're just surprised you kept your cool in shuri's company.

then almost as if by clockwork, your phone begins to ring. you stare at the name on the screen and a sigh leaves you. of course he's calling.

"y/n is here!" riri shouts to the rest of the guests in the room. the couch had been filled with the couple guests riri had waiting in her living room. you thought this was going to be a small gathering, which granted it was. six people, including yourself, wasn't even all that bad. you just felt like you weren't going to actually study tonight after seeing them all. also, you were the only one with a school book in your hand. you weren't surprised to see a few people you knew, with the exception of one girl who had been in the kitchen with shuri.

you set the book onto the table as you take a seat on a beanbag. you notice the girl you're unfamiliar with is hanging onto shuri in the kitchen, keeping her preoccupied with conversation. however, when she feels a gaze lingering on her she's not shocked to see that it's yours. despite how fast you looked away, she knew you were staring.

"you want a hit?" a girl you recognize as karly says before extending her arm out to you. you can't help but look at riri, who just shrugs at you.

"sure." it can't hurt to relax if everyone else was. besides, this might be exactly what you needed. if you took a break from studying maybe you'd do better on the test type deal.

you take a hit of the blunt, making sure to show off how much experience you have with one. it felt good as it scratched the back of your throat. it took you some time to get used to the feeling. now you could successfully take in large amounts without coughing your guts out.

"we got a pro over there." riri says with a smirk on her face. she moves closer to you and sits on the floor. you pass her the blunt and she takes a hit equivalent to yours.

"with the amount of times you persuade me to smoke with you i should be a pro by now."

she laughs at your remark and passes the blunt onto someone else.

shuri makes her way into the room after watching the conversation for a while. you could tell from her eyes that she had already had the blunt a couple times. you wondered how she looked as she smoked. she takes a spot on a chair opposite of the beanbag.

"ri, so you ain't gonna update us on you and justice? i saw you sneak back into the apartments with her. it's almost like you forget that just because you stay in the bougie ass campus apartments means we can't spy on you."

"she not important."

"mhm, not like how y/n is."

riri narrows her eyes at her friends.

you laugh though, the weed taking your edge off. "i don't think my boyfriend would like that very much."

the whole room's eyes are now on you. your smile slowly dissipates from your face and your eyes go wide when you realize what you've said.

"boyfriend? since when the fuck do you have a boyfriend?" riri asks, a bit hurt that you never bothered to tell her this information.

"since my senior year of high school. he goes to a different school out of state." you say this so matter of factly. you weren't lying, you did have a boyfriend. he did also attend an out of state school. he was studying computer engineering. he was pissed when he didn't get into MIT and you did. he viewed it as an insult to his intelligence. that should've been one of your first of many red flags. you two talked at max five times a day. any more than that would just be a headache. two busy schedules don't mix well, especially when sometimes you're filling up your schedule just to make sure you had a solid excuse for missed calls.

"you didn't think that was important to tell us? no wonder someone hasn't been walking on campus bragging about how they nailed you." jacari says, a mutual friends of your's and riri's.

"lay off, at least she's faithful." karly says, staring daggers at him.

"i mean, you guys don't really ask me about my romantic life because you assumed there wasn't one."

"is there one? if he's out of state i'm sure that's hard to deal with." shuri can't help but say. the entire room turns to look at her, surprised she's asked such a question like that. she barely knew you. the one fact that she now did know about you was that you had a boyfriend that you didn't like to bring up. that was something she wasn't hoping to learn at all.

"yes, i have a very happy relationship with him." you say, knowing it's a lie. why are you lying? are you still trying to convince yourself? just today when he called you as you studied you argued with him. he wanted to stay where he was at for spring break and you wanted him to come visit you. it was months away, but you had to plan these things in advance with him. he never came to see you anymore. just this past christmas he lied saying he couldn't get out of his internship, but instead he was at his mother's house opening presents as she asked where you were.

you should have broken up with him by now. however, he was comfortable for you. did you really have the time to get to know someone entirely new? did you want to relearn someone's favorite color, zodiac sign, dreams, and goals? granted, there were plenty of choices in front of you that you already knew. such as riri, who you could see yourself being with. however, you prized her friendship so much more.

"that was intrusive, forgive me." shuri apologizes. her thick accent making your skin crawl.

"it's okay.." you mutter out.

"what's his name?" she asks, desperate to get any more information out of you. really, she just likes to hear your voice.

"monty." you say, his nickname rolling so easily off of your tongue, "i mean, his real name is montell. i call him monty."

"he sounds nerdy as fuck." riri can't help but say out of her own saltiness.

"i mean, he is."

"oh my god, so when was the last time you had an orgasm?" the mystery girl can't help but ask.

now this was a question shuri was interested in.

"i don't know. the beginning of this past summer." you wouldn't dare tell them that it had been one you pulled out of yourself.

"sis, you're kidding." jacari says, shocked at how long it had been. "y'all don't have phone sex?"

not even once.

"nah, it just never comes up for us." you try to say in a nonchalant manner, as if it doesn't bother you how you don't get turned on for him anymore. as if you ever did.

"that sounds miserable."

"it is." you can't lie as you laugh, "i've been itching to have sex for a while now. guess it'll just have to wait."

"whew, you're better than i am. i would've fucked half the campus by now if i were you." jacari continues on before taking a hit.

the conversation ends abruptly when riri's roommate comes out of her room and towards you.

"i need my beanbag please." she says, standing right over you. "i'm about to start studying and i'd rather not do it on my bed."

it takes a second to realize what she's saying to you through your high.

"yeah, of course." you say as you get up, pulling the chair from beside you and handing it to her.

"thanks." she says kindly, and then glares at riri. she goes back into her room, leaving you to stand.

"that bitch is always tripping. she didn't need her damn chair. she's just mad i have people over." riri says as she glares towards the door.

shuri notices you're standing and her mouth begins to speak before she can stop herself.

"do you want to sit in my lap? it's probably more comfortable than the floor." shuri offers up, everyone looking at her with wide eyes. it was a bold move that she was practically flirting with you despite finding out you have a boyfriend. also, after insulting the said relationship between the two of you.

of course, you didn't pick up on how charged that question really was. you were naturally oblivious to that stuff.

"yeah, okay. thanks." you say as you sit on her lap, or more specifically her knee. your spandex shorts made it so that practically every inch of your exposed skin was touching with hers, considering she had on shorts as well. you could tell they were riri's.

maybe it was the weed, or maybe it was the lack of sexual release. all you knew was that it felt damn good to have yourself pressed up against her knee. it was like she was teasing you, without even having to do it on purpose. you felt embarrassed as you felt yourself pulse from the closeness and how wonderful it felt. you attempted to get up, scared that she might know how you were feeling. however, her arm quickly found its way around your waist as she held you down onto her lap. your skin covered itself with goosebumps from the dominating grab. it was hard to act like you were interested in whatever conversation riri and her friends had been having with one another. shuri, on the other hand, had no problem continuing in the conversation as she felt how warm you were.

really shuri had not noticed just how bold her movements were. she had this want to protect you, as if you were hers. she wondered if it was because of her panther powers. however, she also wondered if it was something more. the reality that you had a boyfriend kept her from doing anything unwanted. she didn't know the way you felt towards her, if you had any feelings at all. if she couldn't get to know you in a romantic way then a friendly manner would have to do. even if she would ache for something more despite just meeting you this afternoon. shuri recalled a moment with her brother earlier in her life that left her thinking for the rest of the day after meeting you.

"when did you know nakia was the one for you, brother?"

he chuckles, "when i saw her."

shuri couldn't believe it, "what kind of hopeless romantic answer is that?"

"exactly what i just said. bast created soul ties underneath the rich vibranium soils that our eyes are unable to see. even us panthers can not view where the lines lead us. however, we can see when they have reached their destination. when you see that person, you just know that this is where your line ends. you know that bast made you for one another. you also know that you no longer need to search for that line."

"is there a chance that bast would forget to create a line for me? or at least, in the same way she created nakia's to you?" shuri began to wonder, scared because when she was young she didn't know where her sexuality laid.

"oh sweet little sister," he sighs, "bast would never forget to make you a person. after all, your annoying tendencies were made for someone to love."

"ugh, you suck!" shuri says, a wide smile on her face as she playfully hits her brother. he just smiles in return.

shuri believed that she saw the soul tie that connected to you. an american girl who she had never seen before. her brother was gone, but he was right.

your phone that is sitting in your lap starts to buzz, interrupting your train of thought as you attempt to uphold your composure and try not to seem too high. you squint your eyes at the bright screen.

"hi monty." you answer the phone, buzzed enough to sound happy that he's called. shuri watches the phone out of the corner of her eye. she's too curious to see what her competition looks like. he's sun kissed and has a buzz cut. he looked just as nerdy as his name sounded.

"where are you at?" he asks, not greeting her back.

"i'm at riri's."

shuri watches as his face turns into one of disgust. "i thought i told you to stop going over there. all she ever does is get you high."

riri is far too buzzed and in her own world to realize what he's said. shuri heard it though, and furrowed her brows.

"getting high is my own choice, monty. i know you get high with your frat bros in north carolina."

"it's different."

no it isn't.

"wait a minute, are you sitting on some other dude's lap?" he asks, as all he can see is shuri's curly hair.

"no, this is shuri. like the princess of wakanda shuri." you whisper that last part into the phone. it shows just how truly geeked you are.

"you're lying. that's a fucking dude."

before you can say anything, shuri takes the phone from you and puts it on her own face. you watch as monty's face goes wide and for once he has nothing to say.

"hello montell."

"oh, um. i-i'm sorry, princess." monty is scrambling to find the words and shuri can tell he wants to hang up. he always hated to be embarrassed. being embarrassed by royalty was the lowest it could get.

you take the phone back before he gets the chance to hang up, "wait, monty, what were you calling for?"

"well, i thought about what you were saying earlier. i'll come home for spring break. i miss you baby."

his voice sounded so insincere and shuri cringed at it. this was the man who got to claim you as his own? you had a beauty unrivaled and here you were wasting it on some man who couldn't even seem excited about seeing you. she felt offended for you, even though you were use to this by now.

"really? what made you change your mind?"

"i don't know. i guess i'll see you over break though. we can talk more about this at another time."

you knew what he meant by this.

"i'm not out partying, monty."

"you are. at least be a responsible adult and get up for your classes tomorrow. bye."

"bye." you say back, unwilling to fight.

when he hangs the phone up you realize the everyone is looking at you. your face heats up from noticing that everyone probably witnessed that entire exchange. of course they caught him on a night where he was being a dick. it was pretty much every night, so this did make your case to defend him a little harder. you didn't want to get up from shuri's knee considering it felt so nice up against you. however, you also didn't want to hear any comments from the gallery.

"i'm going to go home." you say, pulling yourself into sobriety after that conversation. "hope you all have a good night."

shuri lets you up from her lap. she feels bad you're walking home but it's not like you've never done it before. the heat you resonated leaves her feeling cold when you stand away from her. everything inside of her is screaming for her to grab you back into her arms and keep you there. a part of you wanted that too, but it was unrecognizable.

riri hands you the physics book on the table. "get home safe, y/n."

"i always do."

you got home safe that night. you also searched for an orgasm multiple times that night as you recalled how good you felt against her. you replicated her knee with a pillow and held on tight to yourself with your free hand. you tried so desperately to think of monty as you rocked against it. however, nothing worked. all you could do was imagine your head placed in the crook of the princess's neck, smelling her enticing cologne. you could hear her wakandan accent telling you how good you were doing and how badly she craved you. they were all words that monty could never say to you. they were words you searched so bad for because you ached for her praise. only when you moaned out her name as you finished made you so self aware to what you had been doing. this made you dig your head into your pillow, still heaving from the high.

what you did weighed heavy on your conscience. especially when you had been practically spending every day with shuri. she was basically attached to your hip. she joined your study sessions, she came with you to try american cuisine, her favorite being wingstop for some strange reason, and she even waited for you after every class. she was your best friend, making riri fall into second place.

at one point a rumor had been going around campus that the two of you were in a relationship, despite the fact you had a boyfriend. after all, who could deny a princess of the most powerful and advanced nation in the world? you could deny her as much as you wanted. however, you knew deep down that you couldn't do it for long. you didn't know how much longer you'd keep stringing monty and yourself along. commitment was something you were scared of. commitment to a future leader of a nation was something entirely different. what if you had decided to dump monty for a potential happy relationship with shuri? what would happen if it ended? you'd rather not think of all the possibilities, instead you preferred self sabotage. you appreciated shuri so dearly, in the a.m. and in the p.m. when you would finish to thoughts of her. whether it be how she played with your hair when she got bored, how she laughed so sweetly at your jokes, or how she constantly had her hand in yours or on your waist. you knew friends didn't do that. you knew that she also knew that.

the more time you spent with shuri meant the more time you spent ignoring monty. he saw paparazzi pictures that his friends would show him of the two of you together. he felt some type of way of course, blowing up your phone with "she might as well be your boyfriend the way she's touching on you." your only response being a swift "okay" and an "i'm sorry." you weren't sure how else to respond to him, knowing that you were cheating emotionally and even somewhat physically. you imagined that monty couldn't have stayed loyal to you with the lying he did. so what did it matter if you told a couple white lies too?

you didn't even realize that at one point whenever you brought him up you'd start referring to him again as his birth name, montell.

"montell?" you can't help but ask in surprise as you open the door to your dorm.

"surprise!" he says with the most emotion you've heard out of him in weeks. a bouquet of flowers are in his large hands. a nice turtleneck adorned his chest, which had gotten bigger. he must've been putting his frustration into working out. "you back to calling me by my birth name?"

he pushes his way into the dorm, looking around at your space that you shared with your roommate who had been out of town.

"um, you're early. a week early." you express to him, rubbing your forehead. you weren't prepared for his arrival in the slightest. your hair had been pulled into a bun and your face was bare. you adorned some grey sweatpants that did not belong to you. shuri had left them here the last time she slept over. she claimed it was "too warm" in the room to wear such pants. instead she wore a pair of your shorts that you never got back.

"you weren't going to tell me that your spring break started a week earlier than mine? i just decided to do my coursework ahead of time and then surprise you."

"honestly it slipped my mind." you say, which was the truth.

he sets the bouquet down.

"you look pretty." he says as he gets closer to you. his hands grab your waist, pulling you in and looking at you as if he wanted to devour you. it was almost as if he had forgotten how pretty you were. or maybe he was just jealous, because he knew the pants were too big for you.

you wanted to pull away, not wanting to kiss him despite thinking that you had been missing him all this time.

"not right now, i kinda just woke up." you say, which was a lie. it was eight p.m. on a rainy night. you could never sleep when it rained.

"okay, i guess later then when we go out to dinner. you looked like you were expecting somebody though with the way you opened up the door. is it that stupid princess you've been hanging around?"

there was the montell you were used to. a jealous, insecure, fucking man child.

"no." you say, a lie. your face scrunches up in disgust that he would refer to her in that tone.

he knows you're lying.

"okay. so if i wait up around in here she's not gonna show up?"

"i don't know. i can't control what she does."

"bullshit. you've got her walking around behind you like you're the one who's royalty. call her."

what?

"no."

"i said, fucking call her."

before you can say anything he's attempting to grab your phone. you put up a good fight, causing the phone to get launched right into his face. you gasp when you've realized what you did. instant regret fills your body as you spurt out countless apologizes.

"it would've been better if you just fucked her, y/n. cause then i could confidently say i don't give a fuck about you and finally tell you about all the girls i've been nailing since i went away. heh, just like how you've been. guess we finally have something in common."

your eyes go wide at his words. there it was. there was the truth that you had been begging to hear in some deep part of your brain. those were the words that could allow you to finally let him go. this was the moment you decided that you weren't okay with being 'comfortable' anymore. you were utterly repulsed at him and yourself for letting this go on for so long. for months you refused to act on impulses that you craved so badly to have. your lip trembled when you thought about how you could've kissed shuri ten times over by now. you had been holding onto something that you didn't realize had no real value to you anymore. and for what? to be treated like some idiot? you didn't deserve that.

"get the fuck out. you should've never come home."

"yeah i should've stayed with my other girlfriend. at least she doesn't flaunt herself around with other people in fucking tabloids. it's embarrassing you know that? when your buddies send you links of some bitch having her arm wrapped around your girlfriend? they teased me about it in my frat for weeks after she got caught playing in your hair and looking so lovey dovey with you. they called me a pussy for not coming back home sooner."

"so that's why you came back? to prove yourself to some idiot frat boys who are gonna be stuck drinking out of kegs the rest of their life while you write all their code, making them the millionaires? get the fuck out montell."

"you bitch-"

"i said leave."

you don't have to tell him again before he's grabbing up his roses and muttering curse words at you under his breath. you held your composure until he slammed the door shut. when surrounded in your own hospitality you finally crack. the tears fall down your face and plop as they hit the wooden floor. you were crying because you were upset about losing someone you loved. you were crying because you had let yourself be played for a fool for so long. a part of you feels liberated as the weight of montell is lifted off of your shoulders.

"y/n?" a voice says from behind the door. you recognize it's shuri.

attempting to speak only results in you being choked up. the door opens as you raise your head to look up at her.

her grey hoodie that says MIT has raindrops all over it. her curls are wet and drip against the wood floors. she looked beautiful despite being soaked. the fact she looked so beautiful made you cry even more.

when she lays her eyes on you she can't help but immediately rush over. she drops the books about physics she had in her hand. she had every intention on coming over here to study with you, but now she didn't care about any of that. she had never seen you like this before. her only priority was you. her heart was set solely on you.

"what happened?" she asks, her arms wrapped around your body as you huddled into yourself. you don't dare to look at her, feeling too ashamed.

"montell.. i'm so stupid." you manage to choke out.

shuri puts it all together. she thought that man she had passed in the hallway just now looked familiar. she knew even more that something was up when he gave her a glare that could've had him killed. had she known he left you like this, she would've killed him herself. how dare he cause such pain to someone who did nothing but care for others?

"whatever happened, you are not stupid. you are one of the brightest girls i know, and that's saying a lot."

you somehow manage to laugh and look back up at her. she's still holding on tight, making you feel warm in her embrace. it reminds you of the study session at riri's. it feels pure. it feels like you're the only person in the world to her.

she wipes away your tears with the pads of her thumbs, her eyebrows contorted into a face that resembles worry.

"please don't cry. you are too pretty to cry over such ugly things. i hate to see you cry."

you think that this is exactly how love is supposed to feel as she says those words to you.

"shuri.."

"y/n. you make me feel things that i've never felt before. you're something that is so impossible to ignore that i can't help but spend every second with you. you put up with my annoying tendencies. you put up with my clinginess. you put up with my lack of american pop culture knowledge. you denied me my feelings because you knew it was the wrong thing to do if you fell into my temptation. i know you know deep down how i feel for you. it is quite obvious. you are an angel among men, y/n. you are my angel. you've saved me in ways that you can't even begin to think of. i never had any intentions on falling in love with you, but it has happened. you may not be in love with me but you are what makes my world spin. you are what makes my oceans flow and earth quake. you are exactly who bast intended me for and i can't ignore this anymore. i can't let you sit here and think you are foolish when you are anything but. you are considerate, you are kind, you are a person worthy of being a queen. you are my queen, wakanda's future queen."

her words have shocked you as you sit there, eyes wide and your mouth partly gaped open. you thought you'd want to hear those words from montell, but really it had been shuri all along. you couldn't ignore your feelings towards her after a love confession of such caliber. it had shaken you to your core and it took you out of your sadness. your heart was beating at a dangerous tempo, but it was aligned with hers. you didn't know what she meant by her goddess creating you for her, but you could feel it. you could feel it because you knew she was made for you as well.

you hadn't realized, but you knew everything about her. you knew shuri's favorite color was purple. you knew her zodiac sign was sagittarius. you knew her dreams and goals of advancing wakanda. you also knew how scared she was to become the future queen as she once cried in your arms.

you love shuri. you love her so much that it made you blind. you'd rather ignore that feeling than feed into it, but that's all changed now. she took the lead tonight and now it was time for you to express what came to your mind.

so you did.

your lips connected to hers in a wild frenzy. finally you were quenching this thirst you had been searching for since she came into your life. after all this time you were doing the unthinkable. you were allowing yourself to be her's, rather than anyone else's. your fears of commitment felt like things of the past when your hands made their way to her face. her skin felt so soft against yours, as it got wet from your tears. her plump lips are attached to your soft ones. it felt like you were intertwining yourself with her. for shuri, it felt like the soul ties were becoming knotted into one. finally she had you and she had no plans of ever letting you go. this was the unthinkable and it was so beautiful as you held onto each other, placing intimate kisses one one another. this was you saying you loved her just as deeply as she loved you, in very little words.

you were ready. after all this time you were ready to see what was right in front of you this whole time. you could never go back to what it was before. she was your soulmate.

"i'm sorry." you whisper out after you pull away to breathe.

her hands begin caressing your face as her eyebrows furrow. "what are you sorry for, my love?"

"i'm sorry for not doing this any sooner. i'm so sorry."

"you never have to apologize to me. i would've waited until the end of time for you."

you smile, feeling your heart swell.

as the rain falls down around outside of your dorm walls, you stay in her embrace. shuri could feel her brother smiling at her from a distant plane, knowing in death that he was right. he had been smiling even brighter at the prospect that shuri did indeed find her nakia.

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[orgxnas]

The Fellowship and their favorite Classic Frat Party Bangers™️

Frodo

No Hands by Waka Flocka Flame

This is pre-Ring Frodo, ofc

Y’all remember how he was dancing at Bilbo’s birthday? Yeah dude def likes to get down

I just feel like after he’s had a few drinks in him and this song comes on, he grabs Sam and loudly says “OMG ITS MY SOONNGGGG!”

Can sing the whole song with no breaks (just like me fr)

Sam

Everything by Pitbull

Sam actually doesn’t really like the music they play at parties. He thinks some of the lyrics are crass

HOWEVER

One time this song came on at a party that Rosie was at and she danced with him the entire song. He has not stopped thinking about it since

The next day he went straight to Merry (the Pitbull expert) and asked him what the song was called and then he immediately went and bought the song and listened to it everyday for the next two weeks

Now he requests it every time him and Frodo go out just in case Rosie is there

Pippin

Shots by Lil Jon

He is the Snooki of the Shire let’s be real here

Loves lil Jon. Thinks he’s a lyrical genius

He’s always up on the damn tables and the bar

“IF YOU AINT GETTIN DRUNK GET THE FUCK OUT THE CLUB” and Pippin took that personally

Spills his drinks on everyone. Gets into a verbal altercation bc of said spillage. Merry comes in to back him up. Now Frodo and Sam have to break up a fight

Merry

Hotel Room Service by Pitbull

Pitbulls no. 1 fan

Right up there on the tables with Pippin

Gets sooo hype for “WE AT THE HOTEL MOTEL HOLIDAY INN!”

Also spills his drinks but not as much

Has in fact been decked in the face for asking a girl if he could take her back to the hotel room for some *service*

Aragorn

Pepas by Farruko

This man has never gone to a party of his own accord. He has only gone just to make sure that Merry and Pippin don’t die

BUT once he’s got a few drinks in his system and this song comes on, he’s ready to let lose

I feel like he would love the Spanish songs (he can speak fluently I just know it)

Does his own lil dancy dance while Merry and Pippin cheer him on

Legolas records it for when he’s sober and they can all laugh about it

Legolas

Hips Don’t Lie by Shakira OR Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado

Oh he defff likes the “girlier” songs

Once he has enough in his system to get that lil tingle in his hands, bro is right in the middle of whatever dance circle formed around him

That man LOVES to flip his hair all over the place like he’s really got his hands in his hair feeling the music and everything

Learned all this from his father I just know that Thranduil made sure his son was properly educated

Gimli gives him shit for the entire night

Gimli

Get Low by Lil Jon

Oh bro definitely likes to get low

His drunk self gets SO HYPE when this song comes on

Climbs right up on the table with Merry and Pippin (falls off soon after)

The rest of the fellowship watches in absolute terror as he tears up the dance floor

Gandalf

Danza Kuduro by Don Omar

Will he dance? Who knows

But one thing for certain is that his heart is filled with so much joy watching the Hobbits go absolutely crazy for this song

He thinks it’s so fun and endearing watching them dancing and enjoying the night

It’s one of those simple things that he loves so much. Watching a group of friends enjoying each others company and celebrating their friendship with music and dancing

You know what he WILL dance let him get in the middle of that silly little circle

Boromir

DJ Got Us Fallin In Love by Usher

He may be daddy’s favorite, but being daddy’s favorite is stressful

At the end of the week, he just wants to cut lose and get drunk

And drunk he gets

He just likes to feel the musiiicccc

Has never gone home alone LMAO

[fearowkenya]

okami is still the gift that keeps on giving. when i last cleared the entire game i was like "ok this time for SURE i have seen the whole thing and all of its secrets" but no. in THIS playthrough ALONE, ive learned:

you can make friendly fire happen between two enemies; not ALL of them, but it works on imps at the very least

using trees in combat actually does damage some enemies a fair amount! i actually think it interrupts some attacks but i have to experiment more

using a cherry bomb on an npc outside of combat is EXTREMELY FUNNY, particularly on imps

ringing the epicurean bell BEFORE orochi's appetizer is ready spawns a blue scroll

someday i might make a video about 'okami secrets' but honestly idk how many of them are all that hard to figure out. because of how many times ive played this game idk what things are or arent considered obscure. anyway, here are some of my favs

if you power slash heaps of snow in kamui, youll sometimes get snow sculptures of certain characters

How The Sun And Moon Techniques Actually Work (this ones more of a theory, if u care to find out, it's below)

you can smear ink on enemies to get them to flail around and farm demon fangs off of them with the reflector sub-weapon counter

drawing a circle around npcs makes most of them run over to pet ammy

that previous thing notably does NOT work on waka , but it still consumes ink and plays the sound effect as though it DID work. i LOVE that because it implies to me that waka DOES feel a pull to go pet ammy like the rest of the npcs, but is capable of resisting it

you can't headbutt waka! he sorta shimmers and evades you and you can never hit him.

you can find the real raos skeleton in the tunnel that connects the palace in sei-an to ankoku shrine

theres SO MUCH specific dialogue that youd have to actively seek out in order to see. for instance, everyone in kamiki village has unique dialogue if you talk to them while susano is on your back instead of taking him directly to the rock at the village entrance

OH I JUST REMEMBERED; if you draw a circle around any of the wep'keer villagers, instead of running to pet you they will shift into their wolf forms.

okami good. and like...this game came out in 2006. could you fucking IMAGINE how much neat stuff could be possible if they made a Actual Sequel with modern game engines. capcom . im looming behind you capcom do you fucking hear me are you listening capcom im

ALSO theres a lot of stuff that had me wheezing in confused fear during my last full playthrough. a lot of it pertains to lechku & netchku and the events surrounding their fight. like i have reason to believe that the intro legend about shiranui and orochi is wrong, but im not gonna make a post about it until ive gone through and played the whole game again, paying particularly close attention to the past-kamiki and ezofuji segments

ok im elaborating on how the sun and moon techniques actually work, as i understand them

i was halfway through writing up a thing about how these techniques don't actually let you control the position of the sun and the moon, and instead just changes the time. but then i remembered that no actually thats not true, since a lot of puzzles require you to have the sun or moon shining on a specific thing !! so in that case YES you are changing the position of the sun/moon. also the mechanic is LITERALLY you drawing the sun and moon in the sky so what the hell was i even talking about.

yes, without a doubt, ammy can control the position of the damn sun or moon as she sees fit, which affects the amount of light on the planet and changes the "time" to "day" or "night". the reason time is in quotes there is because if you are UNIQUELY changing the position of the sun/moon, the flow of time would be unchanged. unless you are looking at a sundial, man-made clocks WOULD NOT change if the sun was suddenly in a different place.

BUT WAIT! if you go to sei-an city and stand somewhere so that you can see the clocktower, then use the sun/moon technique, the hands on the clocktower start to move REALLY FAST until they correspond to the time that reflects the technique you used. which means that ammy changing the position of the sun/moon DOES affect the literal flow of time*.

heres the (in-universe) theory part: i think that the sun/moon brush skills at their core are techniques that let ammy control the flow of time by using the place she draws them as a reference point. i think if she wanted to, she could kinda 'scrub' through time the same way you would for a recorded video, but drawing the sun and moon is just easier, faster, and more fun.

im doubling down on this idea because in the beginning of the game when you first get out of the tutorial zone and into kamiki, there's no sun, no stars, no moon, nothing. all of the villagers are statues. i think that orochi's revival caused time to stop, which would explain why drawing the sun is what fixed the problem. by drawing the sun, ammy re-established the flow of time and got it moving again. im willing to bet that the moon technique would have worked just as well, but at that point in the game you obviously dont have access to it

now that i think of it, there are a few more brush techniques that you could argue are time-based. im less confident about those , so i'll list them but refrain from elaborating for now because it would require me to double check some stuff and i dont want to do that right now. also id be here for HOURS. anyway , other than the mist technique, the ones that i think COULD have something to do with messing with time are rejuvination and bloom. *as a side note, im pretty sure when you change from night->day or day->night it moves time forward, but im not sure what it does when you use sun/moon techniques to "reset" the current part of the day.

for instance, when im running around an area looking for stray beads and treasure, theres lights that shine on the spots youre supposed to dig, but only at night. instead of waiting for daybreak , when i hear the owl noise that happens like halfway through the night, i use the moon technique to "reset" the night back to the start. i started doing this because when i was a kid i saw that when you change the time of day , the villagers go "?????" and i felt bad for confusing them. i digress.

i'd be curious to find out since the game keep tracks of how many "days" (day/night cycles) it takes you to complete the game. i want to know if "extending" the night/day moves the "clock" an entire day ahead, or if it moves it back to the start of that original day/night. i can't remember off the top of my head if the number of days affects your overall score for the entire game, but i imagine it doesnt (or if it does, not by much) because of how often you need to be using sun/moon tech to solve puzzles.

[cursedcola]

hello!! can i please request a relationship hcs with silver + reader (gn)? thank you!!

A/N: Sure! Here are a few fluffy and mildly-angsty headcannons for our precious sleeping beauty. I hope you like it!

Warning: Spoilers for Silver's background!

Silver is a gentle soul. He is a good at active listening, and very observant of his surroundings. His overall goal is to become strong; however, his father raised him to believe kindness and peace are strengths in their own right.

Because of this, Silver is a very patient and considerate lover. Not a day goes by where he does not wish his partner good morning and good night. He cherishes his time and loved ones, so he goes out of his way to see them at least once a day.

He is a slow-burn at first. With his main social circle stemming from childhood, Silver does not have any experience with romance. He is not entirely oblivious. He recognizes that how he feels towards his 'friend' is special and unlike his other peers. However, Silver needs plenty of time to adjust. The pining phase is like a 200k slow-burn fanfiction, with his father being the target audience. Lilia knows his son like a book, and unfortunately (for Silver) does like to meddle.

His partner definetly receives a talk from Lilia when the relationship goes beyond puppy-love. It's nothing threatening, because the man trusts his son's judgement. Silver also would not choose to be with someone his father did not like. The talk is still serious, and is about how you are Silver's first human family. The one he will likely grow old with, laugh with, share burdens, and perhaps be bound to (if you are into that. Lilia would also love some g-babies but no pressure). Silver will cherish you for his entire life, and knowing that you will do the same is a giant weight off of his father's heart. Lilia may drip with sarcasm ninety-percent of the time, but entrusting his son's heart to you is not joke.

When in love, Silver becomes more emotive. Your relationship brings him closer to Malleus since his lord often asks about it. Genuine curiosity from his liege turns into investment, and Malleus senses how much more cheerful Silver becomes when speaking of you. The way his lips curve when your name passes through them, or how he asks his animal friends to pick wildflowers for you.

What seals the deal for Malleus is that Silver will no longer fret if he disappears, because he believes you are watching over his master. There is still Sebeck on his tail, yet on occasion Silver will encourage Malleus' late-night walks so that he can join in.

Oh yeah. You need the Sebeck seal of approval. Believe it or not, that is a necessity (just praise waka-sama and it'll work out)

Silver wants to train you in the sword-arts, and encourages forces you to join the equestrian club as well. When you became his lover, your status moved on to par with Malleus (I know, crazy).

Here's the thing though. Malleus is all-powerful. You play with twigs in the backyard, and pretend to water bend the rain. Obviously, there is a different kind of anxiety in his gut. You need to learn to fight and ride horse-back, or living in Briar Valley is a death sentence.

He enjoys using your lap as a pillow. His 'curse,' isn't so bad in this scenario...

Uses old-fashioned nicknames. He borrowed a few romance novels from the library back when figuring out his feelings. Get ready to quake when the words, " Good Morning, my love," become the first thing you hear every day

Yes. Yes, he knows what he is doing. He's inexperienced, not daft

Silver...does not have a last name. He's considered taking 'Vanrouge,' but it hasn't felt entirely right. When in love, he finds himself fitting your last name in his title.

Sir Silver _____, Knight of Draconia. Son of Count Vanrouge. General of Briar Valley.

Definetly has a nice ring to it, yeah?

[lorkai]

Lilia as your dad

A/N: Head empty, just this gremlin screaming and running around until I finally write this down. So come get your gremlin if you like him and fluff combined lol.

Lilia naturally has a way with children. They are always funny and honest, and they make him feel a peace he never thought he would feel when he was on the battlefield. He saw a lot that traumatized him, a lot of blood and bodies, so being surrounded by kids and their antics helped him find himself when he had nightmares and war trauma. He will never forget how he took care of Malleus since he was just an egg ready to hatch, how he crawled out and breathed in for the first time was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Holding him in his arms gave him a sense of belonging and made him realize he wanted more children, little ones that he could raise and help.

Regardless of whether you are his adopted or biological child, human or fae, Lilia will treat you very well. Obviously he has his mistakes as a father and as an fae but he is always working to make up for those mistakes and apologizes when he is wrong. He is naturally a busy fae, but he can easily be found going to your imaginary tea parties, playing with you, teaching you to fight, or just taking you to work with him.

Lilia says he's proud of every little achievement you've achieved and offers you good hugs. Plus, he takes you and Silver out to the fanciest and most expensive restaurant every now and then to celebrate something important. And it is customary for him to put you to bed and cover you with a warm blanket, kissing your forehead.

You 100% have inside jokes and a secret handshake.

Also, Lilia loves to read you stories. He is the best narrator and manages to make the dialogues funnier with the voices he imitates. Books may vary. Fantasy, mystery and if you like, horror. There are also movie nights where you, Malleus, Silver, Sebek and your dad get together to watch silly movies. He's also the type of person who talks to the character all the time, Silver is already used to but Sebek always complains about it while you and Malleus find this funny.

It's common for Malleus to find you in a pillow fort in Lilia's room, where you spend a lot of time reading manga and watching anime, debating about the strongest characters from and eating junk food. Not that you know but these debates are said so that your observation and perception are more keen than that of other people, so that you are able to perceive if a person and their intentions are good, because he will not always be there to protect you and that's why he gives you mental exercises like this. Besides, you always end up sleeping in the comfort of the fort, warm and between a mess of arms and legs. It's lovely to see.

  He's a busy parent as mentioned as he's preparing Malleus to ascend the throne, but he also always has time to talk to Silver and you about your respective issues. With him you can talk about your feelings and he always talks about how valid they are so you don't repress them and end up with some emotional block. He also gives the best advice when you're having a hard time or just went after him because of a nightmare, either way he always ends up pulling you down onto his chest and feeling combing gently on your scalp, singing the same lullaby that put Malleus and Silver to sleep. 

While everyone accepts you in their little family, they also have to accept that you and Lilia are constantly in a war to see who can prank them the most. Malleus is pretty hard to fall for your pranks, but he always plays along so you don't feel bad. And Silver doesn't even care since half the time he's sleeping. But Sebek, poor crocodile, is running around being surprised by you and your father with equally sadistic smiles, his words, not mine. And when he starts chasing the two of you to scold you about how you've been bothering Waka-sama, the two of you have fun hiding in the castle. The place is huge and Sebek doesn't even know half of the hiding places shared between you and Lilia.

Finally, Lilia probably teaches you some magic tricks. In addition to training and fighting with you, with weapons like a sword or bow or just with your fists, he wants you to be strong physically and mentally so that you know how to defend yourself when he can't be there in time. This is a fear of his that you may not be able to understand, but as a general he has many known enemies and spies always trying to get close to him and his only weaknesses are his children.

     At the end of the night he always says I love you before he goes to sleep and makes sure you're comfortable and warm in your covers. He always tries to be a good father to you and his brother Silver.

[lazysublimeengineer]

of glamorous appearances and intrigues

Summary: One shot sequel to Umbrella Man.

Everyone is here for the infamous Takemichi Hanagaki.

And enticing him to join in their own gang has proven to be difficult than they initially thought.

Characters: Senju K., Takemichi H. & I. Wakasa

Draken watched warily the surroundings around them. His face and stomach still hurt like fucking hell after he was punched like a sack of potatoes by that bastard Terano. Nevertheless, that was the least of his worries and his major concern now was the nervous, scrawny blond beside him as every gang leader present here wanted to swoop Takemichi right away into their gang once they managed to convince him to join their team.

Fuck, their crybaby hero was always a magnet for trouble and dangerous people.

He can’t even imagine the clusterfuck that they’ll have to face if Mikey and his gang arrives here all of a sudden.

The tension has gotten too thick now that one could sliced it with a bread knife once the gang leader of Brahman and the top 2 of the three deities, Kawaragi Senju, has arrived here with a dramatic entrance of landing a solid kick to the face of Terano after distracting him of his flying umbrella.

Served him right. That fucking bastard.

Draken glanced at Takemichi with a neutral expression on his face. The poor boy was getting more nervous and bewildered by the events unfolding in front of him. He needed to remind him to keep his shit together and refrain from making any sudden, impulsive decisions that he may predictably regret in the end. However, before he could even speak to him, a loud smacking sound into the ground had caught his attention and his eyes landed on Shion being plummeted by a severe punch of another newcomer that made Draken instantly cautious and alert.

“You’re a disgrace to Black Dragon! So, cut that shit already!” The man yelled ferociously to Shion who was sporting a chin strap style beard.

Draken could see that Takemichi flinched from the corner of his eyes.

“That’s Benkei-kun, from the First Gen.” Inui’s stated calmly and he stored it from the back of his mind.

Well, they’re in deep shit. And it doesn’t really help that the added unwanted guests who kept coming into this fray made his hackles rose.

Draken guessed that he had no choice but to fight their way out of this one. A wide grin crossed his features and readied his body into a fighting stance.

“Its been a while since this engine has gotten heated up! Let’s get this party started!”

Takemichi blinked a few times as he stared at Senju who already stood up to his full height while holding his umbrella calmly and stared at Terano with a blank expression on his face.

“Hold on. This little guy…Is Brahman’s boss?” Takemichi mumbled to himself, a slight look of disbelief and confusion marring his youthful features.

Takemichi knew that he shouldn’t judge a book by its cover and underestimate the people around him. He already learned it the hard way from his past experiences. Nevertheless, it still took him by surprise sometimes on how could a small and young-looking person could pack a certain punch to his knuckles and deliver a roundhouse kick that would send them into a fitful sleep.

It made Takemichi wary yet intrigued by this innocent looking gang leader of the Brahman. He surmised that his deep-seated eyes and ingenuous features had somewhat landed him in being underestimated by the other gangsters who doesn’t know what he’s capable of.

Just like with Shion who was now questioning his presence and capabilities.

But before he could even mull about it for any longer, his attention was fully caught when someone just socked Shion directly into his face that made him fall down like a ragdoll into the ground. The newcomer made him flinched and grimaced in an instant as he looked at them with wide eyes.

“Senju! Brahman is not here today to brawl! Our objective is Hanagaki Takemichi!” The man berated Senju harshly.

“You’re so loud Benkei.” Senju replied dispassionately, unaffected by the man’s infuriating voice directed at him.

“Oh yeah! I’ve completely forgotten it too! They’re here to scout me…But why?” Takemichi tried to rattle every possibility inside his brain for a reason why most of them wanted to recruit him to their own gang suddenly.

“If Takemichi wishes to return to the world of delinquency…He belongs to us, Rokuhara Tandai!” Kakucho announced firmly after he landed a solid punch to Benkei and sent him flying into the corner.

“Kaku-chan!” Takemichi exclaimed in disbelief as his thoughts were cut off by his sudden action and bold announcement.

“Right Takemichi?” Kakucho looked at him square in the eye.

“Uh! Um…” Takemichi replied intelligently. His face was bewildered yet conflicted at the same time.

Does he really need to choose here? Right now? But how could he know if he made the right decision of accepting an offer from one of these gangs? Won’t he regret it in the end?

Takemichi could feel his mind was about to explode from the onslaught of rapid thoughts and information. Quick decision making was never his strong suit and he can probably make a goddamn mistake again from the pressure of this tense situation.

Senju was quiet and was still sporting an unflappable expression on his face despite the bold attack and claims of Kakucho. But his eyes narrowed imperceptibly and his grip tightened on his umbrella. A slight dislike wormed its way to his very being as he watched Kakucho tried to convinced Takemichi to join them by putting him on the spot. He could sensed the waves of conflicting emotions radiating off Takemichi as he tried and failed to give a proper response.

At times like this, they also had to draw out their trump card to neutralize the situation and gain Takemichi’s hand and favor. He wouldn’t let the other gangs swept Takemichi off of his feet and win him over. He’d have to play every trick on this game to outsmart them and win this blond who possessed those electrifying blue eyes which could be their weapon against them. Senju gave a subtle glance to Akashi to which the latter understood and signaled for their top executive to enter the scene.

“This gets the blood pumping, doesn’t it, Waka?” Akashi stated with a lazy grin on his face.

“No, it doesn’t.” A young man suddenly appeared behind Kakucho which made him surprised and fell backwards.

“When did you—?”

“If I cared enough, this guy wouldn’t be standing alive.” Wakasa cut him off with a bored look etched into his face.

‘These monsters come out one after another!’ Takemichi thought incredulously.

“Hey! Don’t just appear glamorously out of nowhere Waka!” Benkei yelled furiously.

“I’m just following Senju’s orders.” Wakasa replied nonchalantly.

A series of murmurs and mutterings then erupted from the other gangsters who were also bystanders from the corners.

Nevertheless, Wakasa tuned them out as his disinterested gaze landed on the infamous Hanagaki Takemichi.

So, this was the one huh?

The notorious morale weapon of the Touman gang in the past.

There was nothing exceptional to this man and he possessed a face that he could probably forget after 2 days of meeting him. Nevertheless, despite his scrawny appearance and the fearful stance in front of them, Takemichi’s eyes caught him the most. It was the shade of a perfect blue that reminds of peaceful skies in the Spring. It’s also expressive and open that he could read every emotion and obvious thought from them. He gleaned that Takemichi was an honest and sincere type of guy.

A refreshing breathe of fresh air into their world that’s full of ragtag delinquents and decrepit liars.

Wakasa casually made his way towards the scrawny blond and crossed his personal space, staring at him intently in the eye.

“Hanagaki Takemichi. We’re here to scout you. Join us, will you?” Wakasa stated in a detached voice as he continued to study the multitude of expressions that flit across his face from his statement alone.

Takemichi stepped backwards, taken aback by Wakasa’s sudden proximity around him and his intense stare. He swallowed thickly as he looked back at him hesitantly. The top executive was sporting a bland yet expectant look on his face as if waiting for his confirmation to join them instead. His long, ponytailed locks that have some streaks of highlights reminded him of Kazutora’s style and his dead yet intense stare reminded him of Sanzu.

A shiver ran down his spine.

He just oozes danger and trouble yet Takemichi can’t tear his eyes away from him as if he was briefly captivated by those intense eyes that was boring right into his soul.

An imperceptible sigh broke him out of his strange trance and he turned his attention to Senju who was looking at them with an indifferent expression on his face.

Senju pursed his lips as his line of sight caught Wakasa invading the personal space of the blond, a flare of annoyance started to creeped into his veins before he inwardly sighs and clamped it down.

Now was not the right time to pay attention to these odd yet irritating sensations that were engulfing his brain.

“Don’t scare him like that Waka. Our main goal is to scout Takemichi.” Senju stated bluntly.

Wakasa stepped away from him. But his gaze lingered on Takemichi for a few seconds before he trained his attention to Senju. “Right. I understand. Sorry if I’m coming out too strong for you Takemichi.”

Takemichi chuckled nervously before he stepped beside Inui, trying to calm down his stuttering heart.

What the hell was happening to him?

“Hanagaki. Those are the living legends. Waka and Benkei. They’re the best duo from the 1st Gen Black Dragon! And then, 1stGen Vice President, “The God of War” Akashi Takeomi. This is…The founding members of 1st Gen Black Dragon.” Inui informed him calmly.

Takemichi absorbed Inui’s words, digesting them inside his head. So, this was the generation led by Mikey’s brother, Shinichiro Sano. And now, these living legends were being led by the mysterious deity in front of them and was coined the “Unmatched Kawaragi Senju.”

With Senju leading these men in the front, it already gave him an idea of how immensely powerful this enigmatic man in front of him. And it made his curiosity peaked around—

“What the hell are you guys hyping each other for?”

Draken’s loud voice cut off his wandering thoughts and looked at him with a befuddled expression on his face.

“Should we continue where we left off?”

Before Takemichi can get a word in, Draken was was already challenging Terano again to a fist fight and cracking his knuckles, a vicious grin was present on his face.

“W-what is going on now?” Takemichi stammered as he could feel his soul leave out of his body.

Were they seriously going to fight now?!

Meanwhile, Wakasa and Senju watched Takemichi from afar, his anxious flailing made them amuse and fascinated.

They both know that getting this blond into their gang would make things more interesting and they’ll make sure to win him over to their team by any means necessary.

(A/N: I don’t own any of these characters from the franchise. Only this insane fic of mine. Apologies in advance if some of them are OOC especially the new ones as I tried to make them in character. Wakasa only appeared in the few panels of the manga but I tried to connect his characterization basing from his few dialogues and behavior to this fic of mine. This was inspired by the events of chapter 213 of the manga. Chapter 213 was funny and wild. The boys are fighting over Takemichi and wants a piece of him. And ofc. The glamorous appearance of the cool yet distant Wakasa has haunted my shipping ass and couldn’t resist adding him to Takemichi’s harem. So, what’s the appropriate ship name for this newborn ship? Wakamichi or Wakatake? Or you have something cooler ship name in mind? Let me know your thoughts in the comment section.)

[shinichirosgirl]

Chapter 3 - spin the wheel

what are 10 years of your life span if you can exchange them to bring back your loved one? It doesn't matter if you have to play a game for god's entertainment.

series masterlist - Chapter 2 - Chapter 4

Genre: angst, fluff moments content warnings: death Shinichiro x reader

2680 words

taglist: @eriskaitto @asaladartisan

In the middle of the night you woke up, this time without interrupting Shinichiros sleep. Peacefully he snored next to you and you would rather join him into the dreamland. Unfortunately you couldn’t fall asleep, too much going on in your mind. With a sigh you reached for your phone on the bedstand. Checking for the time you realized you were back at the beginning; the day Shinichiro died for the first time.

Painfully aware about the recent incidents, painfully aware that the pictures inside your head are far from a simple dream. Not a dream, not a nightmare no, it was the reality. Shinichiro died. Twice. He died but you had the chance to save him and keep him further in your life. Everything depended on you.

Seeking for warmth and comfort you turned to the side and cuddled yourself onto his chest. Your finger drew small patterns while you wondered about your next steps. What should you do now? Most likely the same will happen again so how do you want to protect him this time?

Keep him away from the shop for the day? Impossible. He wants to finish Manjiro’s present after all.

Take him home before these people break in? The last time you tried to interrupt him when he was very focused on his job he lulled you in with sweet words until you were once again captured under his spell. Instead of leaving earlier you watched his hands doing the magic on the bike; end up staying even longer than planned. So it was not a choice either.

The last option you could think of was to stop them from entering in first place. Unfortunately everything happened too fast and only a black shadow stayed in your mind. From a little boy to a grown adult, from a very thin person to fat or a gym junkie everything could be possible. You didn’t know these two figures so the chance of getting beat up by them was too high.

With a sigh you breathed in his scent a last time before you let your eyes close, hoping it was the right choice to try the same you did last time. Slowly you drifted into a restless sleep.

The sunrays tickled your face and woke you up again. Even the weather was exactly the same. You couldn’t hold your smile when you felt Shinichiro move next to you. It would be the same again yet the monotonous routine gave you comfort, gave you a last moment of safety, a last moment you could enjoy and where you could rest before the storm arrived.

The smile never left your lips while you repeated the steps and let yourself lure in by Shinichiro’s words, words you couldn’t hear often enough. It was everything you needed and you would make sure to keep it that way. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and forever. You are ready to fight god himself to keep Shinichiro in your life.

After Shinichiro left the house you sat on the couch. Carefully you let your plan run through your mind. It had to be identical and you couldn’t allow any mistakes. But then? There was still the following day. Was it enough to change the setting of your date? Wouldn’t it be too easy?

With a sigh you left the house. Your mind wandered while you let your feet walk you to a familiar place. You had to be sure and go further than just change one detail, you would turn the whole day.

In front of the gym you didn’t hesitate to enter and searched for a certain person. Instead of spending the day alone you would drag his friends with you so in case you would get attacked again he would be safe.

“Long time no see”, you heard a familiar voice. “Waka!”, you called out excited, “Oh and Benkei!” With a smile you walked over to them. “Why are you here?”, Wakasa asked.

“Am I not allowed to visit my friends? It’s been a while after all...”, you played to look disappointed and earned amused faces.

For a while you talked with them, caught up with each other’s lives and were glad they agreed when you casually asked them to spend the next day together. A glance at the clock told you it was time to go, you had a lot to do after all. “I need to go. Shin-chan probably hasn’t eaten yet”, you excused yourself. “He is still in the shop?” Benkei and Waka seemed relieved when you reassured them you would take care of him.

With a last farewell you reminded the boys of tomorrow before you left. On your way to his shop you bought dinner for you both, your anxiety clearly visible as you took the food with trembling hands.

At the shop it was silent. Like last time everything was dark and nothing indicated the forthcoming accident. Before you opened the door you took a quick check for your surroundings. Now that you searched for it you saw that the window was already broken. They were here already.

With a last deep breath you tried to calm your anxiety and entered his shop, immediately searching for the light switch. You thought you were prepared for the scene in front of you, you didn’t see it for the first time after all, yet it was a shock again.

Even if you wanted you couldn’t move your body, only Shinichiro’s name left your lips in a loud scream. Luckily the said man turned around made it in time to protect himself from the dark figure who tried to hit him with a bolt cutter. Too shocked you didn’t bother to check the figures, your eyes entirely focused on your boyfriend. For a second time you let them pass by you and leave the shop, escaping back into the darkness.

Wordlessly you made your way to your boyfriend and wrapped your arms around him, stopping him from following the two boys. Tears rolled down your cheeks. Was it relief? Shock? It didn’t matter to you, only importance was the safety of Shinichiro. “Are you ok, Shin-chan?”, you whispered with a shaking voice. “Don’t worry.”, he replied and this time you were able to detect his anger.

You knew it wasn’t directed to you yet you felt guilt clouding your mind. It was your fault that you didn’t prevent the burglary when you had the chance. “I’m sorry…”, you murmured and looked to the ground. He dropped his weapon and wrapped one arm around your waist while the other gently laid on the back of your head, pressing you onto his chest. “Why do you apologize?”, he asked but didn’t get a reply.

For a while you stood in this position, seeking comfort from each other. Time stopped and everything besides Shinichiro was in a blur. You did it. Everything went well. Everything went the way it was supposed to. Everything was fine.

Some hours later you were back at your apartment, cuddled up under the blanket. Sleep wasn’t an option as you clung yourself onto him. Painfully aware that you could lose Shinichiro anytime. Relief turned into worry. Under the moonlight you turned in his embrace, looked at his face, tried to remember his beautiful features.

It was just one step, one scenario, one evening. What would happen next? Just now everything went well but for how long? When would your lucky streak end? Death was just waiting, waiting to knock on the door.

Shinichiro didn’t notice your thoughts while he caressed your cheek with his thumb and looked back at you, his other hand rubbed up and down your back. “Let’s go on a date tomorrow”, your boyfriend suddenly interrupted the silence, “It’s been a while since we had time for only us two.” You would love too. As much as you liked spending time with your friends you missed the time where you had Shinichiro only for yourself.

“I have a better idea!”, you replied and tried to sound enthusiastic. A confused look painted his face, not understanding what could be better than a date with him. “I already asked Waka and Benkei. We will go to their gym tomorrow – oh no, don’t look like this! You haven’t seen them since a while.”, you declared, ignoring his pout. It was better that way, you thought.

“It’s either my siblings or my friends stealing my precious time with my girlfriend. Can you believe it? The world is against me…”, he sighed dramatically, closing his eyes and putting a hand onto his chest to illustrate his point. Unlike his expectation you didn’t laugh, pale was your face and everything inside you screamed to start crying. He meant it as joke, unknowingly that he wasn’t wrong. It seemed like the world had something against him, or you, or both. There is no other option why you would have to go through your current fate.

You closed your eyes and buried your face in his neck, not wanting him to see your sadness. Luckily Shinichiro took it as sign that you were tired. “Goodnight, love.”, he murmured before closed his eyes and feel asleep immediately after.

It was a normal day. The day started the way you are used to, how it always has been whenever Shinichiro stayed over. Shinichiro, his antics, his smile and laughter and breakfast. The day started the way you wanted it to stay forever. With Shinichiro.

The day started almost too normal. The fun you had with Shinichiro and his friends pushed every negative thought out of your mind, made you forget about the last few days. When it turned evening you were reassured of your own success. You changed fate and now everything will be fine.

Just when it was the most fun you noticed the weird looks of your friends and Shinichiro acted far from his usual self. Why was he so jittery so sudden? You wouldn’t get an answer anytime soon as he stood up and also Waka and Benkei got ready to leave.

Reluctant you bid your farewell before you made yourself on the way back home. Together with Shinichiro you sat on his bike, your arms wrapped around his waist and your face pressed against his shoulder. A familiar feeling of home and youth swirled in your stomach as he started the engine.

“Where are you going?”, you questioned while you watched in confusion as you passed by your usual turn. He didn’t answer so you, let you alone with your cluelessness. Not much later he stopped at your favorite place at the beach. Just when you were about to speak again he turned his head to you and shook his head, telling you to wait a bit longer.

His hand was shacking and he looked nervous when he helped you from his bike and you lead closer to the ocean. Wordlessly he turned you and hugged you from behind, his gaze directed into the sky. “I wanted to have you for myself for a moment”, he explained.

The harsh wind was playing with your hair but you didn’t feel cold, Shinichiros body heat enough to keep you warm. A comfortable silence surrounded you and you smiled, were a gasp of rest a rarity the last few days. For a moment you could forget about the recent incidents, let all stress fall from your shoulders.

Time became irrelevant so you didn’t know how many minutes passed before Shinichiro let go of you. “Don’t move, please. Or else I don’t think I can do it.”, his voice was trembling as he spoke, had to clear his throat until further noise got swallowed by wind. Concern and confusion spread through you but you kept your gaze on the ocean, followed the waves as they crashed against the shore.

After a while your boyfriend allowed you to turn again and you immediately obeyed, too curious about what would happen next. Nothing could prepare you for the upcoming as your eyes fell on Shinichiro who was down on one is his knee, a hand stretched out to you. Only at the second gaze you detected the little box with a ring.

“Shin-“, you started, tried to find words but he immediately shushed you. “I prepared this for a while but now that it’s the time I can’t remember anything. I’m sorry but I have to improvise now” His next words didn’t reach your ears, too loud was your own heartbeat. When his lips stopped moving and his eyes looked expectantly into yours you let the tears fall. No words left your lips, so you only nodded. Relief washed over his face before he broke out in a big smile. Now with a ring on your finger you threw yourself into his arms, your lips meeting his. Happiness, love and so much more emotions swirled inside you, too overwhelming to describe it in words.

Watched by the moon and the stars you stay for a bit longer, not ready to let this moment – rather this day – end. “One last thing”, he whispered into your ear and took your hand, lead you back to his bike. Would he bring you to another place?

The grin on his face was wide as he helped you on his bike but unlike the countless other times he sat himself behind you. “Shin what-“, but he interrupted you, a wide grin plastered on his face. “You can’t marry the owner of a bike shop if you can’t at least ride a bike”

His arms wrapped around your waist, held you tight while he explained you the basics, step by step and with a lot of patience. Not much later played the airstream with your hair, gave you the feeling of freedom. The smile on your face was wide as you slightly picked up the pace.

High spirit. Joy. Love. Too many feelings blossomed at once in your chest. “We should to this again!”, you called out when you stood on a red light and turned your head to catch a glimpse of his face. Butterflies swirled in your stomach as you saw his smile and the stars sparkling in his eyes.

You felt safe and acted brave, decided to go at a high speed as soon as the light turned green, the same way Shinichiro did. Before you could notice the truck racing towards you, Shin's panicked “Look out!” reached your ears but it was too late. It was loud and then everything went black.

It felt like a blink of an eye when you heard a familiar laughter. Slowly you opened your eyes and were surprised when your surroundings were nothing but white. Pictures flooded your head but you didn’t feel any pain.

“Am I dead?”, you asked. “Not yet.”, came the immediate reply, “not you but-“ and he didn’t need to end his sentence for you to understand. You failed. Shinichiro died once again and you failed. “It thought you wanted to protect him and not kill him yourself?”, the overjoyed laughter felt worse than thousand knifes in your heart.

Right. You wanted to protect him and yet you did the complete opposite. You had no reply so you let your tears flow while you hoped at least in heaven you could be with Shinichiro. What was the reason to go on?

You pressed your face inside your hands when you felt the unfamiliar object. With a blurred sight you could detected the silver ring, the reminder of the future you wanted to spend together. Your hand reached for the ring, caressed it carefully. Shinichiro never gave up no matter how hopeless the situation. He was a fighter.

“Again!”, you called out, “I have to try it again and this time I’ll make it for sure!”

You heard an annoyed sigh. “You think life is a bowl of cherries, huh? I’m bored and I have no desire to watch you anymore. Give up.”

No. No. You can’t give up.

“This time I’ll bet my whole life on it.”

RE-START THE GAME - LEAVE THE GAME

[dreaming-twist]

THAT'S NOT FAIR!

I wrote something self-indulgent for myself ~

Note: "(Y/n)" has her/she pronouns. And sorry if the translator changed any pronoun, I re-read it already but if something's left I'll correct it later!

At NRC, there weren't many opportunities for an entire course to come together in one class, but this was one of those days when it did. Professor Vargas had told all his students something about how observing other people, apart from classmates, could awaken in each one a feeling of improvement and rivalry that would make them try harder everyday. And having said that, he gathered all the first-year classes in the schoolyard, so that each of the students could do the sport that they most wanted.

Ace, Deuce and (Y/n) –who was carring Grim– walked around looking sideways in search of their friends, and after a few seconds they saw Jack's hand, calling for them above all the student heads around. The four of them made room to pass netween their classmates, and found Jack and Epel there.

"Hey ~" Ace greeted, raising his hand. Deuce and Epel bumpled their fists, and Jack smiled. "Well, I'll be brief: Basketball"

"You're making up your own mind, Ace" Grim said reluctantly.

"You know, there are two people here from the athletic club, if we were to pick something by majority we would win" Deuce commented casually, glancing at Jack.

Ace mockingly mimicked him, then put his arms behind his head.

"What do you want to play then?"

"Anything, I only want to start moving NOW" said Epel, who had already begun to stretch.

"Same here" Jack said, folding his arms. "I just want something to keep me going."

"Well, then it's decided!" Ace turned away, before Deuce could say anything to him. "I'm going for a ba—!"

"I THINK that what Professor Vargas wants is for us to try new experiences."

"UWAH!" Ace was startled to see someone cutting him off, which he almost bumped in. "SEBEK!? Since WHEN were you there!?"

Sebek arched an eyebrow, not changing his expression too much.

"I have listened to your conversation from the very beginning, human. If that's what you mean."

"... Well, now that we are 7 at least we can play 3 VS 3."

"... Huh? But if we were 6 before, right?";(Y/n) said, counting.

"Ah— did you count Grim? 'Cause I didn't"

"HEY, ACE! I'M GONNA TO HIT YOU, YOU SEE!" Grim yelled at him angrily as Ace held up his tongue.

"AS I WAS SAYING," Sebek began, walking a few more steps to the other boys, "I think trying something that no one practices on a regular basis would be a much more enriching experience for everyone."

Ace narrowed his eyes at him, though Sebek didn't seem to have noticed him. Deuce put a hand to his chin thoughtfully.

"Sounds like a good option to me, actually" he said, glancing at (Y/n) and Grim, who nodded. Jack seemed to be listening intently, and Epel's eyes were fixed on Sebek, since he wanted to get started as soon as possible. "Do you have any suggestions, Sebek?"

"Hmpf. Of course I do" he said, smiling, and then headed straight for a bench.

They all looked at each other without understanding anything, and followed him. Sebek ended up sitting up and putting his elbow on the table, and when everyone saw him smile proudly they knew what it was about.

"Arm wrestling? Like, seriously?" Ace asked, looking bored. He sought support from the others, looking at them, but he was surprised to see everyone really wanting to get started.

"Do you think you can beat me?" Jack asked confidently. "I was competing against Leona-senpai some days ago."

"Impressive, but yes: I think I can win. Do not underestimate the bodyguard of the great Malleus Draconia."

Jack smiled and sat down at the table, and they both put their hands together for a second after they started. They were both too strong, so they just smiled while straining.

Epel was looking at them with super bright eyes, and then he turned to Deuce, clenching his fists tightly.

"DEUCE! We are next! I'm not losing to you!"

Deuce looked at him in surprise, but then his grimace changed to a crooked smile as he collided with one of his fists against his other hand.

"I'm going to do everything I can to win you over, huh?" He said, and Epel was quick to nod and sit up to go against him.

They both put their elbows on the table and clasped their hands, and on the count of three they started. From the start Deuce seemed to have the upper hand, but Epel didn't give up on the first try, keeping his arm up for a long time. Deuce knew that if he used as much force as in his past days, he could win, but he was no longer like that, so he gave his all without going to extremes that were not going to be good for him or for his opponent. But still, he was struggling. And that made him feel proud of his friend, who seemed to be getting stronger every day through training and perseverance.

"Epel, your training seems to be paying off" Deuce said, smiling, though his tone darkened a bit afterward. "But I'm not going to let you beat me."

"HA!" said Epel, cocky. "We both train very hard, but there is something that I have and you don't ~"

Deuce arched an eyebrow not knowing what his opponent was planning on him... until he fixed his eyes on him: Epel was looking at him with the brightest and most adorable eyes he'd ever seen.

"Huuum, Deuce-kun, you're too strong ... I'm not going to be able to beat you ... ~"

Deuce shuddered when he heard that high-pitched tone of voice suddenly, which made Epel suddenly use more force and knock down Deuce's arm, thus winning the game. Epel stood up with a jump, returning to his normal voice again.

"TAKE THAT, YOU LOSER! WOOOOOOO!"

Deuce blinked a few times, unaware of what had just happened. But as he recovered, he snapped his eyes open and pointed at Epel, embarrassed.

"EPEL! THAT'S NOT FAIR!

"What's not fair?" Epel asked, pretending to be oblivious, but without losing his smile.

"Deuce... You have to lose that irrational fear you have of women... Or well, of everything just a little femenine, ya know" Ace said, sighing.

"It's not irrational! EPEL! I DEMAND ANOTHER MATCH!"

"Eeeeeh...?"

Ace, Grim and (Y/n) stood watching them argue a bit, not saying anything ... until Ace and (Y/n) ended up looking sideways. And Ace then showed a mocking smile.

"... Weeeell, (Y/n)... Do you want me to crush you?~"

"You speak very confidently for being the weaklest guy in the basketball club, Ace" Grim said quickly, to which (Y/n) gave a small laugh.

"WEAKL...! All right, Grim, you against me! But if you end up crying don't blame me, huh"

"Whatever, I'm gonna win you over."

Ace sat down at the table and Grim jumped on top of it. They both put their arms in position and on the count of three, they started the match... which ended just as quickly.

"... Wait, WHAT!?" That scream sounded so loud that other students turned to look his way. "THAT'S NOT FAIR! (Y/N)! WHY HAVE YOU HELPED HIM!?"

"Hum? What are you talking about?" (Y/n) asked innocently, whose hand was on Grim's paw, and both of them had managed to knock Ace down in no time.

"HEY, DON'T PLAY FOOL!"

"Tch, tch, tch ... Ace, my minion and I are one student. If you are looking for a fight with me, you are looking for it with her. This is how things are ~"

Meanwhile, Sebek and Jack continued to compete. Neither of them seemed to want to give in and be the last loser of the day.

"Aren't you tired yet, Sebek?"

"Not at all. I am totally focused on our match."

"Heh. I supposed it. Although it seems that the others have already finished. We should finish soon.”

"HA! That those humans and that magic monster are not as good as us is none of our business."

"... You're right, I just have to beat you."

That made everyone turn their heads towards the two of them, especially Ace and Deuce, the losers from the previous rounds. The two of them frowned at being treated like that, looked at each other, and ended up reading each other's minds. Epel, Grim and (Y/n) could feel how they weren't planning anything good... even though they couldn't say anything about it. Ace and Deuce took a breath then, and...

"M-M-MALLEUS-SENPAI! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?"

"KINGSCHOLAR-SENPAI! HAVE YOU COME TO WATCH JACK'S MATCH?"

And then, Sebek and Jack reacted at the same time, getting up from the place very upright, turning to see their superiors ...

"WAKA-SAMA, IT'S AN HONOR—!"

"LEONA-SENPAI, I WAS—"

... Only to realize that they were nowhere to be found.

"WOW, Sebek, looks like you've lost, huh? ~"

"Now we're in the same boat, Jack ~"

The two of them were stunned to realize that they had given up at the same time, and thus, they had both lost.

"Good work, Deuce-kun ~

"Same there, Ace-kun ~

Ace and Deuce bumpled fists, grinning. When they weren't arguing, the truth was that they made a great team. Although...

"... Uh... You two... I don't think it's time to celebrate."

They both turned to Grim and could see Sebek and Jack getting dangerously close to them, stretching their arms and clenching their fists.

"Time to show them who the losers are"

"I was going to say the exact same thing"

Epel, Grim, and (Y/n) stood, watching the chase live... until Epel finally said something.

"Well... do you want to take one more?"

"Of course! This is the one to see who wins!" Grim said, jumping back onto the table.

"No cheating this time, okay? We will play as it should from the beginning" (Y/n) said him, laughing, and placing her hand on Grim's paw.

Epel smiled and joined them, getting ready.

"OK! So... AT THE COUNT OF THREE...!"

[ficforce]

Asakusa Crush Part 1

Shinmon Benimaru x Reader SFW / NSFW No set timeline New relationship

Hikage and Hinata had been munching on their sweets, following close behind Benimaru who was buying them whatever he could to keep them quiet - they were particularly hyper that day and he was beginning to wish he hadn’t let them tag along. It was a routine walk through the town, making sure nothing was going to wrong and that none of the smaller gangs had any ideas about who Asakusa belonged to. The girls both walked straight into him as the man stopped suddenly and a head popped out either side of him to see what the fuss was up ahead.

A big man was mouthing off at the front of a store, demanding the owner come out and settle things like a man and accusing them of robbing him.

“Another fight, huh…” Benimaru crossed his arms and watched as the twins stood in front of him to watch. The guy must have been about six foot four and he had a big build, Benimaru figured he’d pack a punch but not be too fast on his feet, the scars and bruised knuckles identified him as a guy who brawled a lot. The curtain was moved aside from the store and out stepped a young lady, she was wearing a flowery yukata and he was a little surprised to see she was only wearing bandaged binding beneath it, had she just woken up? She was rubbing her eyes and then pushed her hair out of the way a little.

“Where’s the old bastard who owns this shit hole?!” The man stalked over to the woman and put his hand on her shoulder to move her out of the way. Benimaru barely caught the move so he was damned sure that the big guy never saw it coming. Her hand had shot up onto his wrist and with an elegant twist and using his own momentum against him, she had the man on his back on the dusty ground.

She stepped back from him and covered a slight yawn, she had definitely been taking a nap, “What’s your problem? You were loud last night too. If you can’t handle your drink then don’t come here anymore.”

“Y/N is hilarious!” Hinata cheered,

Hikage nodded, “She’s always best when she’s sleepy!”

Benimaru looked down at the two, they knew her? He couldn’t recall ever seeing her and he thought he had met most people in the town, “Y/N? Who the hell is she?”

“She came here a month ago, Waka, the bar owner is her grandpa or something.”

“Sooner he kicks the bucket the sooner she can make it fun for us!” The two giggled and then hung onto Benimaru, “She has a cool fire trick too!”

By this point the man had gotten up off the ground, spitting onto it and getting himself up, he swung at Y/N twice, both times she stepped out of the way and on his third swing she punched him between the eyes and he fell down flat. Unconscious before he hit the dirt. “Yeah! Kick his ass Y/N!”

Benimaru met Y/N’s eyes as she looked in his direction, it was for a second and then she glanced down at the twins, her annoyed expression brightened and she grinned at the girls with a small thumbs up. The Captain’s heart was pounding in his chest and he felt an odd heat spike inside his gut, why the hell was that?

A tug on his clothing pulled the left sleeve down and he yanked it back up, Hikage sticking her tongue out at him and the bouncing on her feet as she saw Y/N approach them, “You two weren’t even gonna help, were you?”

They shook their heads and then grinned at one another before pointing up at Benimaru, “We were waiting for the man to do the decent thing!”

“Waka didn’t do a thing!

“Shame on you!”

He clicked his tongue at them, grumbling for them to shut up and then he was looking at the woman close up. She didn’t seem special, her appearance was a little rough, the yukata was too big for her and obviously just thrown on - did she even know that it was so open? She didn’t even have anything on her feet. She was plain and he was oddly speechless.

“Waka?” She asked and then she seemed to have a moment of realisation, “You’re Be- uh, Shinmon Benimaru, right?”

She was from the Empire then? She’d barely caught herself in saying his name in the correct order, that should have put him off her but it really didn’t, she looked like she belonged in Asakusa and Benimaru was still struggling to speak so he just nodded.

“Hika and Hina gave me the heads up on who’s who in Asakusa, you’re pretty high on their list of people. I’m Y/N, sorry for the ruckus just now…” She figured that fighting in the street wasn’t the best way to meet the town’s Demolishing King.

“What fighting style were you using?” That was the only thing he could get to come out of his mouth.

“A little Aikido, some Kobudo and generally the skill of avoiding getting hit. I lived on the outskirts of the Empire barely inside of Tokyo, it got a little rough from time to time.” She watched him give another nod and took a step back, “Well, I guess I’m up now, I better get the bar ready for tonight - Later, girls!” The twins chimed in their goodbyes and then gave a pull on Benimaru as they complained he was too slow.

He had been fixated on watching Y/N walk away, he wanted to follow her and talk a little more now that the beating in his chest had calmed down. “What the hell was that…?”

—

Konro couldn’t help but watch in fascination as his young Captain stared after the new girl, the mismatched red eyes glued to her as she chatted away with Hinata and Hikage after bringing snacks to the guardhouse. The Company had been busy rebuilding most of the morning and people were bringing them food and drink to keep them going, there was nothing like watching a loved one combust and getting put to rest to bring everyone together. But since she had arrived, Benimaru hadn’t moved and his face had a little more colour to it, he decided to try something out and made a random comment, “She’s pretty.” He was being honest, she was wearing a cute yukata with a flowery belt, she wasn’t too made up and her hair was kept simple - she looked like a sweet girl.

“She’s amazing.”

Konro nearly choked on his surprise, “What?”

“…W-what?” Benimaru tore his eyes away and looked up at Konro, his face heating up as he realised what had just happened and he turned his head to glare at the opposite wall, “Shut up! Get that dumb look off your face or I’ll -“

“You’ll what?” Konro smirked, “Blush some more?” This was great, Benimaru didn’t get crushes, Benimaru wasn’t a virgin either but he never really showed too much interest in women. For him to actually get embarrassed like this was better than any hazing he had put Benimaru through as a young teen. “I wish I had the camera right now.”

Benimaru clicked his tongue angrily and stepped out of the doorway without looking, straight into Y/N like some dumb cliche. “Watch it!”

“You stepped into me, dumbass!” Y/N shot back at him with a glare to match his own, a slight orange glow to her eyes.

Benimaru wanted to know what she could do, was she a second or a third-generation? Would she have a real sting in her tail or was she just flashy? “Tch!” He went to sidestep her but she blocked him, “The hell you want?”

“An apology.”

“Not happening, move” He reached a hand to her shoulder to move her aside and grunted as she used the heel of her palm to knock it away. Was she challenging him? She didn’t look anything like the woman fighting in the street a few days ago, this well-groomed, pretty face had no place in giving him trouble. “I said move.”

He moved quicker this time and she countered, their palms and forearms collided several times as they attacked and countered, “And I said apologise.”

There was a small crowd around them now, excited murmurs buzzing along them as they watched the standoff. Konro grabbed Hinata and Hikage before they could run over and join in, he approached them both and put a hand on each of them. “If you’re gonna fight, do it away from the new building work.” Benimaru shrugged him off and walked away in the opposite direction, Konro watched after him with a barely concealed smile - he had it bad for this girl. “You shouldn’t play with fire.”

“I’m fireproof,” Y/N smiled up at the man benignly, “Besides…I’m just pulling on his pigtails.”

The twins giggled at her side and teased her about her own crush on Benimaru.

[doodle-fics]

Butterflies

Benimaru Shinmon x Reader

(Part 2/?)

A/N: I should’ve made this a long time ago but writer’s block keeps on dragging me. And I became busy when I’m taking care of my comics.

While making this, I think Y/N has a split personality... The kind and matured one you saw in part 1 and her savage(?) inner thoughts

It was a clear day and you can hear people are drumming, the members of company seven were making fireworks and people are shouting.

"Tamaya!"

"Kagiya!"

You were watching the fireworks as you absentmindedly produce some butterflies to the sky, matching the beat of the sound. You were humming, waiting for Benimaru’s orders.

“Y/N-san” you heard someone called you, which made you squeak, and the butterflies that you made, pop. It was two girls from company 8 and... The toothed boy, whom Benimaru called as an ‘imperial pup’

Not a pup, but a... 

“Yes?” you straightened yourself and smiled at them.

“We would like to help."

"I'm sorry, you are...?"

"Maki, Oze Maki. And this is Tamaki and Shinra" she smiled. "The rookies."

You nodded. "Then shall I lead you to where we should help?" the three of them nodded and followed your lead.

Benimaru was walking around the town, not minding the construction noises since it was normal for him. He saw the imperial's pup carrying a plank of wood.

"Oi"

He stopped, his toothed-smile never falters from his face.

"Please let Company 8 help!" he knew he would decline since it would disturb his turf. "With my ability, hauling stuff and elevated work will be no problem." he reasoned out and flew out.

He followed Shinra with his eyes, bored and then realize that there will be only one person who will let outsiders help.

"Waka-san" she greeted, with a smile. Her eyes were glowing since her butterflies are patrolling and keeping an eye on the Company 8.

He hummed as both of them walk in silence.

They stopped and Benimaru look at the scene once again.

"The Company 8 are doing a great job helping us you know." She said. "It's lively even though they are outsiders."

He hummed and again, began walking to their destination.

The bell, that is used for the alarm, rang.

"Today's work is done!"

"Today's work is done!"

You brought inside a basin of cold water.

"Konro-san, how is your back today?" you ask, as you put it beside Benimaru.

"You don't have to trouble yourself. Waka, Y/N..." Konro said, while kneeling on the tatami mat. "The youngsters have finally gotten a breather." Benimaru damp a cloth, twisting it to remove excess water and putting it to Konro's back. "Let us at least do this"

Konro flinched, making Y/N slightly move, ready to grab a first aid kid. "Does that hurt?" Benimaru asks.

"No, it's just cold" his reassuring smile never leaves his face.

A few seconds of silence, Benimaru spoke up. "You really... Should have been the one to become the captain, Konro."

"This is Company 7, where the rowdies come to live."

"Anyone who can't fight has no business being the captain." You said, looking at them and frowning. "Even if you can't fight physically, you have this" You said, pointing at your head. "But since this is Company 7's turf, I guess rowdiness is what's important"

"That's why you're Waka's right hand" Konro explained.

The twins opened the door, running towards Konro. "Konro! Waka! Y/N!"

"Oi, hold on" Shinra was behind both of the twins.

"What? What's going on?" Konro asks.

"This big bozo is chasing Hika and Hina, trying to capture us!"

"He's seriously screwed up!"

Both twins exclaimed, pointing at the imperial pup.

"I was just playing tag with you and you call me a bozo, you jerk?"

"Shinra-san, please don't call the kids jerk" you commented.

"I'm not showing off my flaming top for you anymore" Shinra stated.

"Flaming top?" you and Benimaru asks. The twins immediately went to you and both of them sat on your lap. They put your hand on top of their head and you caress their head.

"He shoots flames out of his feet and spins around wicked fast."

"It's so ridiculous!"

Your eyebrows twitching, imagining the boy circling, twirling upside down in his head, and the twins cheering him, shouting "Wey!" .

"It's breaking!" Shinra said, having enough of the twins' comments. "It's called break dancing! And it's not ridiculous, it's cool!"

You chuckled. "Shinra-san's childish side is showing" you said and the twins laughed.

Benimaru scoffed and smirked. "You're such a kid."

Shinra blushed in embarrasment.

"Sorry about this, Company 8." Konro stated. "Not only do we have you help with repairs, but now you're looking after the kids."

"We're not kids! We'll smoosh you, Konro!"

You chuckled. "You guys... Then what are you doing at my lap?" you asked. The twins latched their arms around your neck and pouted.

"We want to be with you! Is that wrong?"

"Yeah! Yeah! You're more fun than Waka and Konro."

"No, I don't mind hanging out with kids." Shinra said.

"Don't treat us like children!"

"Only Y/N can treat us like that!"

"We'll smoosh you Shinra!"

You saw how Shinra's face turned serious when he saw what state Konro was in. You stood up, carrying the twins.

"How about we watch Shinra's flaming top?" you asks. You look at Shinra, smiling. "Let's go"

Shinra closed the door behind him as he follows you outside.

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The twins heard someone walking towards the door so they jumped, from you and walks/leaps towards Benimaru

"Waka!" they exclaimed

Shinra immediately straightened up and gave him a salute. "I'm sorry about before sir..."

"No problem without it."

"About Lieutenant Konro's body..."

"When a Thrid Generation exceeds the limit of his pyrokinesis, his body keeps incinerating if he keeps going and before long, is reduced to ash."

The thought of Konro being an ash makes your stomach churned.

"Tephrosis..." You said and Shinra looks at you. "Is this... Your first time seeing it?"

"We learned about it at the Training Academy, but this is my first time seeing it in person."

"At that time..."

You clenched your fists, remembering the events that happened before. You excused yourself because you can't handle it anymore and you wanted to puke.

"I need to talk to your Captain, where is he?"

"He actually asked me to come and get you, Captain Shinmon. He's across the street talking to Lieutenant Hinawa, sir."

---------------------------

Benimaru is walking towards his destination when he heard Company 8's captain's voice.

"That went well, right, Lieutenant?"

"Yes it did"

"We succeeded in turning that Kantaro guy into an infernal"

"Yes we did"

What?

"With her help, let's turn even more people in this town into Infernals"

He saw you with these two, you smiled sinister.

What are you talking about?

"Yes, let's do that"

"Let's drown this place in many Infernals." he heard you say. "Benimaru-san isn't suitable for being a captain in this Company. Let's use the Infernals and throw him down" you grinned.

He felt his heart throbbed. He felt rage and betrayed. You wouldn’t betray like him like that... Right? Or was your kind nature an act? That’s why you wanted them, the Company 8, enter into his turf so that your plan will be in motion. Oh... How he shouldn’t trusted all of you in the first place.

He suddenly unleashed his fiery anger and resulted explosions.

You heard the explosions, you began to summon the butterflies and run towards the explosion. Through your butterflies, you saw an angry Benimaru walking towards Captain Obi and Lieutenant Hinawa.

You run faster, hoping you could stop his anger. When you reached them, you saw how Benimaru burned his surroundings. You immediately run, in front of them, stopping the explosions.

The explosions were strong, so it threw you to the side. You were hoping that some of those explosions were made to be butterflies but it failed.

"We made him an Infernal? Captain Shinmon, what are you saying?" you heard Captain Obi asks.

"Don't play dumb! Your true intent is to turn this city upside down!" he looked at you and you flinched. This is the first time you saw him angry. "And you! You're planning to threw me out because I am unfit to be a Captain?!"

"What are you even saying?" You noticed that the sleeves of your kimono were burnt. You were hurt by his words. What the hell? You wanted to cry, but the lives of the Company 8 were at stake so, you bit your lower lip, preventing the tears to come out.

"You tricked us... I saw it with my own eyes"

"Both of you! Run away!" You exclaimed at the Company 8, but they won’t budge. "Waka-san! We won't trick you!" You said, standing up, producing more butterflies. "I didn't trick you" you said softly as butterflies flew at his way at a fast speed, trying to blow at some parts of his body to knock him out.

He made two balls of fire, aiming at you and the 2 outsiders. You immediately turn his balls of fire in a group of butterflies and Shinra, came as he kicked Benimaru.

"I don't know what you saw sir, but please take it easy!"

"What? Screw that! There's no reason to take it easy!"

"Waka-san! Please listen to us!"

"Evangelist my ass!" he gritted his teeth. "I saw your Captain and Lieutenant, with Y/N plotting how to turn this town's people into Infernals!"

"HUH?! Waka-san! What you're saying is absurd!" you shouted.

"You're mistaken!"

"I'll crush you all and string you up!"

Why does when everyone is angry their common sense have been thrown out of the window?

He surrounded himself again with some fire and you, turn it into butterflies.

"Waka! Whatever you saw it isn't us for fuck's sake!"

Shinra wanted to laugh at your sudden change in attitude. Tamaki and Maki are both confused at your language, and Arthur just laughed.

"Captain Obi, I don't think he's joking around." you said, "Please wait a minute Waka-san!"

"We don't want to fight you!"

"Then go ahead and defeat me. Prove to me what you really want!"

Waka-san, your common sense is now out of the window

"Right here, right now, prove yourselves! Prove your might makes you right! If you don't want to fight me, then prove it by fighting me!"

Waka-san are you an idiot?

"Bring it on Company 8! You're facing Benimaru Shinmon!"

The butterflies that have been formed earlier where flying everywhere, and through them, you saw a white-clad group.

"Waka-san! Please! Maybe what you saw was impostors!” you begged.

"Hinawa!"

"Leave it to me"

"Wait a minute!" You shouted, the twins cheered which it isn't helping. You can't help it anymore, tears started to fall down your cheeks.

"Hiding behind women and children? That's rotten"

"Stay back!" you heard Maki say, pushing you back as you wipe your tears, deflecting the fire.

"You think you can deflect that?" Benimaru asks. You pushed her away as he clenched his fist to gather all the fire and attacked you.

And the impact made you knock out.

"Maki-San! Y/N-san!" That's the last you heard as your body hit the ground.

[tarithenurse]

Spark - 12

Fandom: Enn Enn no Shouboutai / Fire Force. Pairing: Shinmon Benimaru x fem!reader. Content: Confusion and dealing with it. A visitor. Lack of proofing :( A/N: I’ve started my new job! YAY! Feel free to ASK (or reblog) for tag – in fact: always reblog. Thanks to those who have already <3

12. Kindling

...   Benimaru   ...

It is impossible to get the image out of his head of [Y/N] sitting on the bench in the shade of the tree, the breeze teasing the fabric so the wing-like sleeves lift gently. The glow in her eyes had been curious. Friendly. The complete opposite of the glare she tends to send him whenever he enter a room an inevitable disturbs the camaraderie she has acquired with Konro. Some of the men have even been treated to her laughter when they hang out at the firehouse, recounting the old stories (mostly exaggerated) and jokes in between their duties.

Naturally, none of this bothers Benimaru. Nope. It’s particularly not vexing when the woman decides to join the men in their workout sessions where everyone can see the sweat building on her limbs and chest because she’s dressed down to shorts and a tank top. As the sun beats down on the group on the little courtyard and someone cracks a dirty joke, the captain absolutely does not notice the carelessness in [Y/N]’s movements as she swats the guy with a smile.

“You might have to make a move,” Konro mumbles in passing, causing his friend to freeze, “or one of the guys might try their luck.”

Benimaru scoffs as nonchalantly as he knows to.

“Hey, waka!” one of the guys hollers, “you just gonna stand there?”

No one but Benimaru notices the eye-roll from the guest, but they do hear the biting comment. “I thought he was all talk and no bite.”

“Ooh!” Out of nowhere, the twins have appeared and begin to egg on the guys as they tease both [Y/N] and  their involuntary leader in the hopes of a match.

...   Reader   ...

There is only one rule: make the other give up. Squaring off in front of Benimaru, you hope that he won’t use any of his pyrochinetic abilities, though, because he’s going to be plenty of a challenge even without. Knowing firsthand how quickly he can move (and judging by the rather perfect arms), it’s fair to expect that he knows how to fight.

You can feel his gaze take in every tiny movement you make, causing a bubbly or fluttery feeling to tickle your stomach. No distractions. Shutting out the cheers and cautionary commentary, you begin to circle the man.

There have been bigger guys. Men without any notion of friendliness and fair play who found it convenient to prey on solitary girls. Most of them were sluggish, prone to going down hard and staying down.

Benimaru? You doubt he’ll fall for something simple but as long as you can boost his ego there’s a chance he’ll underestimate you. As usual. Your first, obvious, swipe proves the theory as he sidesteps with a sigh. He even allows you close enough to land a few clumsy punches to his arms before retreating once more.

“You too chicken to fight a girl?” Your words are honoured with cheers from the present members of Company Seven but the best payout is the tick in Benimaru’s jaw as he bites back whatever snarky answer he has come up with.

Reaching further, he dives into the match without hesitation and you barely manage to dodge the fist coming at your face.

Sidestepping and blocking the blows, you bite back the pain in your arms as you wait for the opportune moment. Slide to the left. Swipe with your right wrist. Pushing his punch upwards with your left and there! There it is: the opening you’ve been waiting for! You step close and feel your knuckles dig in and up under his ribs before the abs tense and force your hand back. Smiling at the wheezing gasp, you roll out of the way before popping back onto your feet, defensive stance at the ready.

“One zero to [Y/N],” the twins announce happily.

...   Benimaru   ...

Perhaps he is supposed to go easy on her, seeing as she’s a woman, but even if she’s not volunteered for duty as part of the fire force, he expects [Y/N] to live up to nearly the same requirements as any man on the team. Or maybe that’s wrong? Running a hand through his hair, Benimaru reconsiders for a moment before pushing away the contradicting notions. Whichever is the right or wrong thing, he’s sure Konro will let him know the moment he crosses an invisible line, and either way: it felt good to win after that first sucker punch.

“Hey, waka,” one of the guys pokes his head into the room that constitutes an office, “someone’s here to see ya.”

Nodding, Benimaru doesn’t bother looking up from the budget spread out over the desk until he hears a polite cough.

“Captain Benimaru Shinmon,” the words flow like sticky syrup from underneath the mask, “it’s been a while.”

Creep. “My name’s Shinmon Benimaru.” The announcement is followed by an (on one side) awkward silence – very few understand and respect the old ways anymore. “What brings you here?”

Stepping forward as if invited, the long-legged man perches himself on a chair with a flourish. “I am Giovanni, captain of Company Three, and -”

“I know.”

Startled by the boredom in Benimaru’s voice, it takes a moment for Giovanni to recover. “Well...yes. Yes, then...then you must know that I am an avid scientist!” The statement doesn’t have the desired effect, it seems. “One captain to the other, we ought to share knowledge that could be vital for the fight against spontaneous human combustion, wouldn’t you agree? And as such, it’s only logical to work together in gathering information and finding new recruits suitable for the cause.”

[Y/N]. “If we had anything worth sharing, we’d make sure to do so through the correct channels.” The glasses and the mask makes it impossible to establish proper eye contact, but somewhere in there – in the darkness – a pair of beady eyes are probably watering as Benimaru stares the outsider down. “Now, unless you have anything...I’m busy.”

The butt of the cane cracks onto the floor sharply. “I refuse to leave before I get an answer.”

“To what now?”

“There are rumours of a girl, an unregistered pyrochinetic.”

Of course there are. “So?” Benimaru scoffs indignantly, “unless there’s any solid evidence...?”

The cane rotates so quick it might drill right through the wood between Giovanni’s feet, but the seconds tick by without anything else and eventually the man clicks his tongue in exasperated defeat. Getting up, he barely bothers with a word of parting – except for an “if you learn more”.

[jackiesjailbreak]

helpless ; ushijima x fem!reader (2)

A/N: omg chapter 2 is finally out wow ... took me like 3 and a half weeks but it’s fine. i’m honestly NOT sure if this is good at ALL or as good as the first chapter bc i rly did love the first one but i tried my hardest i PROMISEEEE. i had the biggest writers block on this so to relieve it i decided i’d make a standalone one shot of how ushi realizes he’s in love with y/n because i really wanted to explore that more so if you guys want that??? lmk // also thank u to @anianimol​ for betaing this bitch // also also sorry if ushi seems ooc this is just how I see him ):

part 1 & part 3

summary: ushijima and y/n’s story continues. literally just tooth rotting fluff

word count: 2.3k (she long)

tags (send an ask, comment, or a dm to be added!): @lissa-writes-and-does-matchups @janellion @over5feettall @lavieenblancetnoir @moonnddust @rienin​ @watermelonsugawara ​ @sugacookiies​ @starfleetakaashi​ @anianimol​  @kuronekomama​ @differentballooncollection 

n a big thanks to @miyasimp simp​ for giving me inspo to write this bfjkds

II. falling

Since that first interview, you were showing up at his practices and games often, the old excuse of “it’s for the paper” seemingly worn out when he asks, “Didn’t the spread come out last week?” 

After that you had to be more upfront when talking and hanging out with him, but it all came naturally, and your friendship blossomed rather quickly -- study sessions at the cafe turned into hangouts at his apartment, and you began to leave your camera at home when you went to his practices in favor of studying every part of how he moved to commit to memory. 

You two continue on like this for longer than you’d like to admit (nearly a year and a half), both of you falling head over heels for each other and wondering how the hell you were going to deal with it. Surprisingly enough, the one who actually gets you together is Tendou, who has slowly begun to worm his way into your frequent hangouts. 

After one where he realizes you make Ushijima genuinely happy -- huge smiles, uncharacteristically loud laughs, the works -- he presses his friend about it, telling him to “make the move, Waka, she won’t be there forever.” 

So he did, one study date when he catches himself staring at you more than he usually does, and he knows it’s the right time.

“Y/N, I like you.”

“Like? In what way?”

“Romantically.”

“You better not be messing with me, Wonderboy, or i’ll--”

“We both know you can’t fight me.”

“No, but I can make you fail a class.”

From then on you’re his girlfriend, and you relish in the way you can bring out his soft side, clinging onto his arm and bringing him down to your eye level to give him eskimo kisses. You attend every single one of his games, becoming a ‘team mom’ of sorts and helping out wherever needed. You continue to help him study, and with incentives like ‘every right answer earns you a kiss’, his grades begin to soar.

Everything seems perfect, though Ushijima begins to notice that you’re giving more than taking, and it doesn’t sit right with him. Wakatoshi is nothing if not observant, and he notices that something is different about you. Your usual vibrancy seems to be duller, and though you’re still the most radiant thing in the room to him, he notices you’re carrying yourself differently. He can tell something is off, but he can’t for the life of him figure out what.

You don’t bring it up until he asks you about it one night while you two are cuddling on his couch, wanting to know why you seem so down lately. It only takes that one question for you to break down in his arms, curling up on his lap as wet tears soak his shirt.

“Lately you’ve kind of been ditching me for volleyball, and I get it, it’s your life and I need to accommodate that, but it’d be nice to have some us time every so often, you know? And, like, usually that doesn’t bother me, but lately i’ve been really down because I don’t know what the fuck i’m doing with my life, Ushi, I don’t want to be a doctor or do whatever the hell my parents want me to do, so i’m putting everything into you and your life because you do know what you’re doing and where you’re going. But it’s tiring sometimes, ‘Toshi, it is, because I feel like I never have time for myself anymore and i’m not doing anything for myself anymore and it’s my fault for taking so much on and never telling you, I know it is, but I didn’t want to distract you from volleyball because I know how much it all means to you and --”

He lets you ramble like this for a few minutes, his hand on the back of your head softly running through your hair, his other arm looped around your waist to keep you close. Ushijima’s heart breaks a little as he hears you speak through choked sobs, knowing that this is partially his fault; if he hadn’t neglected you so much for volleyball maybe you’d have felt safe enough to talk about this with him if he wasn’t so caught up in his sport all the time. Yes, this was what he was pursuing in life, but that didn’t mean you were to be put on the backburner because of it. 

Ushijima knows you’re done when he hears you sniffle and curl into him a bit more, shoving your face in his neck and apologizing meekly for “ruining his shirt”. At that he just chuckles, the low vibrations rumbling throughout his chest and making you melt into him. 

He eventually pulls you back to look at him, hands moving up to cup your face and thumbs wiping any leftover tears away. “Look, Y/N,” he starts, and you’re nervous for a second, beginning to open your mouth to speak again. He shushes you, soft and comforting, “I love you, alright? And I really am sorry I haven’t been showing it enough to you lately...I will be better, okay? I promise. And about everything else...you can talk to me. Always, even if I might not be there in the moment, I’ll make it up to you later. I am never going to let you think you’re a second choice for me.”

Ushijima pauses for a second before delivering his next words, knowing that he won’t be able to take it back once it falls from his lips, “And don’t worry about the future. Do what is going to make you happy, okay? No matter what your family says --  -- don’t give me that look, just listen. I’ll make sure we’re both taken care of. That’s a promise.” 

That promise feels as real as it can get, and Wakatoshi makes good on it. He’s more attentive now, his observant nature coming in handy -- before he could only tell when something is wrong, but now it’s like he can always tell why, too. He knows exactly what to do for each situation, whether it be parents, school, stress, or work. You continue going to his games but it feels like less of a chore now, especially because he’s now coming to your art exhibitions, supporting you just as much as you are him. Your relationship is no longer all one-sided give, but a healthy balance between give and take. 

Slowly he begins to see your radiance return, the brilliant light you give off shining even brighter. You start wearing your dresses again, start smiling even more than usual, and it’s obvious you’ve finally learned to put yourself first sometimes. Ushijima’s in awe of how someone could be so perfect, so beautiful, and somehow all his. 

There’s something so special about a relationship built on endless love, trust, and adoration, and it seems like you and Wakatoshi have perfected it. 

  Another year passes and you two are getting ready to graduate college. You’ve persuaded your parents to actually be supportive of your passion for art, and he’s getting ready to go pro, already getting offers from countless teams. You visit each other’s families often, both sides asking when you’re going to tie the knot, your parents asking when you’re going to give them a grandkid. You politely turn them down, saying you’re not trying to move too fast yet. Hell, you’ve barely even moved in with each other.

Unbeknownst to you, Ushijima’s been thinking of marriage for a while; he’s always known you were the one for him, exactly the type of woman he pictured himself marrying. He could picture your kids running around in the backyard while you lean against the doorframe with a small smile on your face, glowing with motherhood. He could picture himself coming up behind you and settling his hands on your waist, basking in the love you exude for your rambunctious children, all accentuated by a beautiful orange sunset and cool dusk air. 

That is, of course, why he asked Tendou to help him pick out a ring. He wants to get the biggest diamond he can, though Tendou immediately chimes in with a, “That’s tacky, Waka, Y/N doesn’t like tacky.” 

He settles on a dainty ring, one he knows will look perfect on your finger -- it’s got a beautiful medium-sized diamond in the middle, with small pale yellow gemstones set throughout the band. He wanted to incorporate your favorite color in a way that wouldn’t look too flashy. It’s perfect. 

He keeps the ring for a bit, waiting for just the right moment to ask you, but it seems like it never comes. 

That is until one night he’s at a game and looks up into the stands, expecting your familiar smile and seeing nothing. Wakatoshi frowns -- you hadn’t told him you weren’t coming today. 

Regardless, he keeps playing just as well as he always does, knowing he can’t let it affect him too much, but he’s so confused as to why you’d choose not to come so randomly. He can’t stop thinking about it.

You’re at home hyperventilating because the pregnancy test in your hand says positive. 

You’re on the phone with your best friend (who had recently gotten pregnant too, apparently), hands and voice shaking, “What if I ruin his career.”

“Y/N, you’re not going to ruin his career with a kid, it’s not like you’re a side bitch.”

“Okay, yeah, thanks, I know, but I mean what if he drops it to help take care of the kid? Who am I kidding, Toshi wouldn’t do that, I just -- agh. I don’t wanna inconvenience him, you know?” 

“Y/N, it’s your child. You can’t inconvenience him with a child.”

“Yes, I can! And scouts are going to be at his game today, and I can’t just tell him, because if it throws him off his game he’s screwed, and --”

“Y/N, baby, stop with the anxiety thoughts and just tell him. I promise you, if anything it’ll just make him work ten times harder. Please? Get your stuff and go to the game, he’s probably missing you right now.”

She may be saying this because she’s known about his marriage plans for the past few months, but she’s not going to say that. 

You take her advice and run to the game anyway, though, holding the test in your purse. You get there right when it ends, and (thankfully) Ushijima’s team won, almost guaranteeing he’d be in a good mood. 

You’re tapping your foot and biting your lip as you wait for him outside of the locker room, his teammates all leaving before him. They greet you with various “hi”’s and small talk as they go, each passing member making you more impatient. Where the hell is your boyfriend?

You get the answer five minutes later -- he comes out with wet hair and a towel around his neck, indications he had just showered. His face, which was previously screwed up in concern, lights up when he sees you, a wide smile adorning his beautiful features. You let out a breath you didn’t know you’d been holding. 

It’s time.

“Wakatoshi, I’m--”

“Y/N, where were you today? I was so worried, I thought something happ--”

“I’m pregnant.”

He stops, looking at you with wide eyes. “What?”

“I’m pregnant. You know, with child. It’s yours, obviously.”

“Really?”

“You’re scaring me.”

He picks you up, then, spinning you around and lifting you up high in the air, his shocked expression turning into one of pure happiness. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him look so … ecstatic. You don’t know why, but to him this is the best opportunity he could’ve been given.

“We need to get married now.” He states as he puts you down, as if it’s the most factual thing he’s ever said.

“Toshi, I don’t want you to marry me because you think you have to. I know it’s the traditional thing to do with a kid and all, but --” 

He cuts off your new wave of rambling by fishing something out of his gym bag, and all of a sudden your eyes are going wide as he goes down on one knee. 

“You know, I thought I was stupid for carrying this around in here, but it seems it was a perfect decision…” He mutters to himself. The world seems as if it’s going in slow motion, and all you can do is cover your mouth with your hands while tears prick your eyes. 

“Y/N, I love you. You know that, and you know I would do anything for you. You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever had the honor of meeting, both inside and out. Something about you has drawn me to you ever since we first met, and I’ve been addicted ever since then. The fact that you deal with me, social awkwardness and all, means the world to me, and you’ve never failed to support me even when I couldn’t do the same for you. You are the most kind, loving, and caring individual I have had the pleasure of knowing so intimately, and I want to spend the rest of our lives by your side. Before you say anything, I have had this ring for a while now, and I have already gotten your parent’s blessing, I’ve just been waiting for the right time. And it’s now.” 

You gasp as he opens the ring box, the glint of the diamond making the tears fall freely now. You really never have been good at hiding your emotions, as overwhelming as they are. 

“Y/N L/N, will you marry me?”

Of course you say yes, pulling him up and jumping in his arms as soon as he slides the ring on your finger. As you swing around in his arms, you’re silently thanking your best friend for pushing you to tell him. She must have known.

This may not have been the romantic and elegant proposal Ushijima hoped for, but you both agree it’s your own little slice of perfect. It’s yours. 

You’re marrying the wonderboy that is Ushijima Wakatoshi, and you couldn’t be happier.

[himbo-pizzahut]

Haikyuu guys and their sleeping habits 🌙:

This is absolutely a call out post for me 🚶

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Kenma🐱:

☆ gamers don’t sleep*sick guitar riff*😎🤙

☆ he’s up til five streaming the latest games and completely ignores his body yelling at him to rest

☆on the occasions that he wants to sleep it’s hard cuz he developed insomnia

☆ *cameras cut to Kenma chugging Zzzquil*

☆ he gets super drowsy and keeps bumping into things on his way back to bed

☆ Kuroo absolutely is like B R U H don’t chug zzzquil wtf

☆ but Kenma still does cuz he’s a gremlin

☆ Kenma will take zzzquil then try to like fight the drowsiness 🤺 idk why but he just does

Akaashi 🦉:

☆ I think in highschool he had a much better sleep schedule but now?? Absolutely not

☆ He’s up all night editing and looking over papers, he loses track of time and when he finally takes a break and checks his phone, he sees that it’s 3 and slowly puts his phone down then takes a deep breath and tries to not scream

☆ overthinks his sleeping schedule

☆ he’s like if I take a nap now then wake up at 10 I can get a least 2 manuscripts done, then take another nap at 2, wake up at 6:30 and work on more editing then-

☆ bruh 💀

☆ Since I think Bokuto is the only one with a normal sleep schedule, he tries to text Akaashi every night to tell him to sleep

☆ Coffee. So much fucking coffee

Oikawa 👽:

☆ Suffers from sleepy bitch syndrome☺️

☆ He has a whole routine he does every night

☆ He makes sure to wash his face with a ten step skincare routine

☆ He goes to bed at the exact same time and he probably has a noise maker

☆ One time Iwa was staying over and he was all ready to sleep and his eyes snap open as ✨four hours of whale calls✨ starts playing

☆ He had to hold back from throttling Oikawa

☆ Alien boy gives me sleeps with an eye mask on vibes 💆‍♀️

☆ Before he sleeps he sends a goodnight text to the group chat and takes a goodnight snapchat pic

Tendou 🦎:

☆ Absolute menace

☆ He’s the type to go to bed at 4 then get up at 6 and call it good

☆ His under eye circles are just permanent now

☆ Waka keeps telling him to sleep but he’s like pfft nah *chugs four monsters*

☆ it explains why he’s kinda fidgety, his heart is about to explode from all the caffeine

“I can’t stop shaking and I can’t feel my legs huh...that’s weird lol”

Ushijima: *concerned staring*

☆ Very nocturnal, but like he’s not doing anything productive he’s just dicking around on the internet and sending memes to Waka for him to wake up to

☆ Def texts Semi at 3 cuz he also has a horrendous sleep schedule

T: Semiiiiiii

S: Why tf are you up go to bed

T: you first :3

S:....that’s- okay yeah no touché

☆ They probably have a convo about the best to worst monster/red bull flavors

S: if you drink the cranberry Red Bull delete my number 💀 Arctic Berry and Coconut Berry are the superior flavors!

T: True but have you tried the Ultra Violet monster 👀

☆once again absolute menace someone please make him sleep

[multiverseanimecrossover]

Phenomenon Serendipity: Tilda’s Side Story--Benimaru vs Juliet Freeman

Tilda was in a fighting stance. Benimaru scoffed, “What kind of stance is that? You suddenly became a martial artist?” He remarked. Tilda smirked a bit. “What? I took martial art lessons from someone. Don’t judge me!” She playfully scolded. “Really? Are you ready?” Benimaru asked. “I am.” Tilda said. “You sure?” Benimaru inquired. “Yes.” Tilda replied. “All right.” Benimaru answered. Tilda took a deep breath, this was it. Her training was just beginning. “Do you got any fire power?” Benimaru asked. “No, not really. However, since you wanted to get fiery. Sorry to say but--” Tilda said. That’s when ice spears appeared! “—My specialty is ice.” Tilda declared. The ice spears were about to attack but Benimaru uses his flames to melt them away on the spot! Tilda was thunderstruck, the twins name Hikage and Hinata giggled. “Well, I guess that’s a big loss for you.” Hikage taunted. “Yeah, you’re all melted out!” Hinata teased. They giggled again. Tilda stared down at the ground of puddles and begins to snivel. “Oh~! My ice spears, I’m useless~!” She faked cried. 

Her team saw this and felt bad for her. “Oh poor Tilda.” Kaseki commented sadly. Suika tearing up, “Don’t cry, Tilda. It’s OK!” She said. But Kohaku knew something was up, “Wait a second, are you fake crying Matilda?” She asked suspiciously. Behind her hands; Tilda was snickering. The puddles magically rose—surprising Benimaru, Konro, Hikage and Hinata! Tilda shapes the water as a weapon! “Psych!” She called. Benimaru smirked faintly, “Nice try. I knew you were faking it.” He retorted. “Did you? Hmm, I’m astounded.” Tilda joked. “You’re a good actress, I’ll admit.” Konro complimented. “Aw thank you but honestly, I’m mostly…” But then, they heard an old woman whimpering for help. They stopped the training and hurried only to find someone crouching over the woman. Juliet was tending to the old woman but heard a voice from behind: “What the hell are you doing?” Juliet turned to see Benimaru’s angry face. “YOU KILLED HER DIDN’T YOU?!” Benimaru yelled. “What? No, she’s alive! Check her pulse, I never hurt her. I--.” Juliet claimed. “Don’t play dumb with me, I know what I saw!” Benimaru exclaimed. “Please, let me explain--!” Juliet almost shouted, panicking. “Benimaru, don’t do it!” Tilda cried out. “Waka!” called Konro. 

He managed to restrain him. “Don’t try and stop me, Konro!” Benimaru cried. “No, you need to calm down!” Konro growled. “What’s wrong with you?” Benimaru yelled. However, Konro was grimacing in pain so the confrontation ceases. Anson stared down at Juliet who crossed her arms and looked fractious. “I’m going to talk to the old bat. If she tells me, you are responsible—there’s going to be trouble.” Benimaru warned. Once he walked off, Juliet rolled her eyes. “I’m sorry about Waka, he tends to jump to conclusions but he’s not as bad as you think.” Konro reassured “I don’t want some lowlife telling me what to do! I’m sick of people telling me what to do!” Juliet snarled. “Calm down.” Konro begged. “I don’t care what he says or what anyone says because it can’t be worse than what my father and grandmother had done to me!” Juliet snapped angrily. Tilda, Konro, Hikage and Hinata were shocked. “What?” Konro asked. “Nothing.” Juliet mumbled. “Hey kid!” Benimaru called. “What?” Juliet griped. “The old bat told me everything, you didn’t cause her injuries. It was someone else, not you.” Benimaru reassured. “Well, if that isn’t sarcasm—I don’t know what is.” Remarked Juliet. “I’m not being sarcastic, I believe you. I don’t usually do this but can I get you something?” Benimaru snarled. She gets up and storms off. “Where are you going?” Benimaru asked. “Leave me alone!” Juliet snapped. Once she was gone, Tilda and Konro told Benimaru what Juliet said earlier. 

Later on as they went to look for her, Juliet’s sobs echoed through the woods. “Hey! Hey, Juliet! What the hell are doing here?” Benimaru demanded. “Just leave me alone!” Juliet cried out. “You can’t be out here, it isn’t safe!” said Tilda. “I don’t want to talk to anyone!” hollered Juliet. “What are you doing?!” Konro called. “LEAVE ME ALONE!!!” Juliet screamed. She was silent again before she glared at them. “How the hell did you find me?” Juliet growled. “Tilda lead us here, we were looking for and-- What the hell happened to your legs?” Konro asked, pointing at how pasty her legs look than normal. Juliet tried to cover them with her arms. “Nothing, just leave me alone!” She contended. “No, that's not nothing. Wait a sec---Your grandma! Your dad and grandma does that to you. You know they can't do that to you, it isn’t right!” Tilda insisted. “Oh my God, will you people stop acting like you give two shits?!” Juliet screamed. “Why are you talking to me like this? I'm trying to help you. You think I'm--” Tilda argued. “JUST STOP! JUST STOP TALKING TO ME! WHY CAN’T YOU BASTARDS JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?! BIANCA! ANSON! HAMID! I’M WARNING YOU!!! GET AWAY FROM ME RIGHT NOW!!! PLEASE, NOW!!!!” Juliet yelled.

[hornsbeforehalos]

The Conquests of Norman Reedus: Kylin [Finale]

Paring: Norman Reedus x OFC, Past JDM x OFC Warnings: Language, Strip Club references, Younger woman/older man, SMUT (18+ ONLY PLEASE) A/N: Set in the same AU as Anytime, Sweetheart okay? Okay. It’s not detrimental but keep it in mind for the future.

TCoNR Masterlist 

tags: @srj1990@aquivercactus@reigningqueenofwords@reedusteinrambles@youandyourstupidrope@addiction-survivor25@daddy-kink-confirmed@dragongirl420 @make-everything-beautiful2

throwing in my A-S tags too because it’s kinda important to that series:  @jml509 @jesbakescookies @daddy-kink-confirmed@aquivercactus  @xagateophobiax @sorenmarie87@missghoul18@jdmfanfiction @jeffreydeanneganstrash @through-thesilver-lining@beffyblueeyes @docharleythegeekqueen

"Uh, where the fuck are you?" I huffed over the phone as I stared at his best friend's face standing in the middle of the airport. "Uh, did you not check your texts yesterday, woman?" My boyfriend huffed back, obviously exhausted and irritated. "No, I didn't, because I was on a fuckin' plane for 12 hours flying across the fucking country, Jeffrey." "The producer called me into an emergency meeting, girl, I missed my fuckin' flight. And now they want me to-" He started to explain, but I quickly cut him off. "So what you're fucking telling me is your missing my fucking birthday." I gritted, tears flooding my eyes as rage and heart break filled my chest. 

"Look, Ky, I'm-" he attempted again, "No, you know something, Jeff?" I began as I grabbed Norman's hand and pulled him towards the exit as I spotted a group of fans with their cell phone cameras at the ready headed for us, "That con got rescheduled. You missed Halloween, and now, my fuckin' birthday? You wanna push me away after what happened then you know what? Fuck you, I'll throw your ass away." "I bought you a God-damned Camer-" "I don't give a flying fuck about the fucking car, Jeff! I wanted you here, I wanted to be with my entire family, but you're too fuckin' busy for me, so now I'm going to be too busy for you. Forever." I threw my phone back into my purse as the tears spilled freely down my face, Norman wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into his side before kissing the crown of my head, "Come on, girl." "What the fuck is wrong with him?" I wept as I crawled into the driver's side my rental, Norman pushing himself into the passenger after stowing his bags in the trunk. "You know he would be here if he could, Ky. Shit happens." "All the fucking time? I haven't seen him since Vegas, a god damned month ago, and he couldn't figure out a way to make it to his girlfriend's fucking birthday? Sorry, Norm, not buying it." "So you're just gonna be done, like that, after everything?"He questioned, turning in his seat to look at me with raised eyebrows. "Not unless he shows up to my fucking party in a God damn tuxedo and kisses my feet like the ass hole he is, then no. I'm tired of fighting with his ass and then him doing this shit. Wants to be jealous of every little fucking thing but can't make the time to come see me? Cancels on me last second? Through text, no less? I don't fucking think so." Norman turned back around in his seat as we exited DFW airport and got onto the main highway. We drove in silence towards my parents' house for a little bit before I finally calmed down enough to reach over and plug in my phone to the aux cord. While handing Norman my phone with my playlist open I took one hand off the wheel and leaned over the middle console to open the glove compartment, unintentionally putting my head in the general area of his groin. Norman held his hands up to the roof of the car in surprise, coughing out a laugh of nervousness at my sudden closeness. Sure, we'd hugged and stuff, but my face had never been that close to his cock before. 

"Calm yer dick, Norm. Just getting this." I smirked as I held up the pre-rolled joint that I'd retrieved from the compartment and righted myself, changing lanes just in time to avoid hitting a Mazda that decided last second to merge into the construction that was this stupid fucking highway. 

"Isn't that illegal here?" He questioned, lifting a sarcastic eyebrow at me. "It's illegal in Georgia too, Norman." I side-eyed him, holding the lighter to the end to spark it, "Not like it's the worst illegal thing either of us has done." "Shut the fuck up," He chuckled with a smile as he shook his head and took the joint from my fingers, inhaling the thick smoke and immediately choking as he scrolled through the list of music, cocking an eyebrow, "You gone gangster on us or something?" "Shut the fuck up and hit play." I snarked, snatching the spliff out of his fingers. "Welcome to Dallas, I guess, at least I know the words to this one," he laughed as he hit the button and the song started. I expelled a chuckle of my own and a raised brow at his choice, Norman shrugging and beginning to bounce in his seat, throwing his hands around dramatically as he rapped the words, I'm gettin' money, Wassup nigga? You still broke, You's a fuck nigga I continued to laugh at him as he took the joint from me, watching him out of the corner of my eye with amusement at his wildness. I'm in a wide body, top off, With a white girl, Gettin' topped off, 

I rolled my eyes at him as he motioned with his thumb in my direction before he lifted his hips off the seat and gestured with his hand that he was getting blown, "I can't stand your ass sometimes," I mumbled. call me Uncle Tom Tom Brokeoff, like Uncle Sam, I'm trying to get broke off Her, her name Lindsey, no Lohan Shout out to Waka Flocka song,no hands The both of us held up our hands, mine off the steering wheel, and shifted back and forth in sync. Twenty racks, racks, no bands Blowing money, no fans I don't ride with high points, those jam And this seat peanut butter, no jam Soft white, no tan Grab a fork, and go ham "Ayeee" He shouted before continuing the lyrics, us passing back the roach back and forth until it was spent and him picking another song. "You literally listen to every single thing I do, girl. This is amazing." He smirked with pleased nod as he scrolled through, picking a Murderdolls song I'd forgotten was even on my phone. "Glad you feel that way, Jeff hates my choice of music." I shrugged, frowning slightly as my mind flicked back to him, "he's such a fuckin' dick, dude." "Yeah, well, you know you two will work it out."

"Not this time, Norman. I'm fuckin' done." I confirmed, nodding my head with affirmation as I took the exit towards the Dallas North Tollway, "I'm tired of fighting for someone who obviously doesn't give a fuck anymore." Norman stayed silent for the rest of the drive, seeming to be lost in his own thoughts as he scrolled through his social media. We pulled up to my parents house to see Jensen and Jared sitting outside on the front porch, sunglasses on and beers in hand. "Well don't you two look cozy?" I quirked as I got out of the car, Norman following suit as we approached the boys. "You look like you've been crying," Jensen observed, studying my puffy eyes and red nose. "Sure have, brother." I replied, Norman wrapping his arm around me as I headed for the front door.

Norman had apparently figure out a way to talk to Jared, Jensen, and the rest of my family and fill them in on the current separation between me and Jeff. They kept all conversation about him to a minimal, which I was thankful for, because I wasn't even trying to let myself think about him and ruin everything that my family had put together for me for my birthday. Jensen had some-how rented out the entire Cowboys Red River dance-hall, and here I was, six shots deep into a drinking competition with my mother. "Jesus Christ, woman, can you fucking not?" Makenzie scolded, per usual, when she walked up on the massacre of shot glasses. "Oh come on, Kenz, it's just a little bit of Whiskey." I giggled in my drunken state, almost falling over at the sight of my mom hiccuping her way through her coke back, "Go find someone to play with." "Only man I'm even half ass interested in keeps staring at you like you're gonna explode at any second." My sister replied, tilting her head to the end of the bar we'd been sitting at, where my eyes met with Norman's, him smiling at me and raising his glass in salutation. "What's that supposed to mean?" I mumbled to her, frowning slightly as my eyes never left his. "Oh come on, honey, that boy's got it bad for you." My mom teased, shaking her head as she turned her body to motion for Norman to join us, "Just watch and see, baby." "That's Jeff's best friend, Mama." I argued as I watched Norman chuckle and shake his own head at my mother's wild arms flailing at him but stand up to make his way over. "So? You think that stopped your father from winning me?" She retorted with a snort, rolling her eyes as she stepped forward to embrace Norman as he joined us. "How're you doing, Mrs. Ackles?" Norman giggled, hand on my mom's back as he lead her back to her seat. "Fine, Mr. Reedus. Have a shot with us." She replied, motioning for the bartender again. "Haven't you had enough, Mom?" Kenz stated, hands on her hips as she huffed. "Kenzie, dear, I brought you into this world, I can take you out. Leave me alone. It's my daughter's birthday, and she wants to get drunk with her mama. Don't happen very often." My mother retorted, shooing my sister away. Norman laughed and stepped around her to take the empty seat beside me, smiling at me with kind eyes as he at down, "You look gorgeous tonight, Ky." "Thanks, Norm," I smiled back, suddenly aware of my mother faux coughing on the other side of me, redness rising in my face as I rolled my eyes. "Isn't my daughter just the most beautiful thing you've ever seen Normie?" My mother beamed, drunken hand twiddling with a loose curl of my hair before she set it neatly back in place, "Too bad she's got such horrible taste in me, huh?" Norman choked back a laugh as he raised his glass to his lips with a nod, his own cheeks heating up as his eyes trickled over my face. "Stop, mom." I demanded, the bartender finally bringing over three more shots. "Never." She snorted back, raising her glass at the same time as Norman and I and clanking them together. 

We were 14 shots deep when Norman through his arm around me and pulled me into his side. It was almost closing time, and him, my mom, and I were the only ones even still there. "You're stayin' at our house, right Normskie?" My mother slurred as she collected her purse from the door girl before we schlepped her outside to wait for the cabs Norman had called. "No, mam, I got myself a hotel room at the Hyatt." He answered curtly, holding his phone up to show the page pulled up with his reservation information. "Ooooh, that's a nice one. You should make sure he gets there safe, Kylin, you know how those Dallas drivers are." My mother hiccuped, wiggling her eyebrows slightly to where she knew only I'd pick up on it. "I can't stand your ass sometimes, mother." I mumbled drunkenly to her before hugging her neck and kissing her cheek and helping her climb into the taxi van. Norman chuckled at my mother's drunkenness before throwing his arm back around me and kissing the top of my head as we waited for our ride, "You doin' alright, sweetheart?" "As good as I can be as long as I don't think about it," I answered truthfully, nuzzling into his side a little more against the chilly November air. I could feel him nod his head against mine as he sighed, wrapping his other arm around me and pulling me into a very much needed hug. "I can't believe he missed this." He mumbled against my hair, and I could feel his heart beat pick up as he squeezed me closer to him, "I'm glad I could be here, though." "Me too, Norm. Me too." I sighed back, relaxing into his arms more. 

Norman made the point when we arrived at the swanky Dallas hotel that it probably wasn't a good idea for little ol' me to ride by herself with a skeevy looking cab driver at 3 am in downtown Dallas for an hour to get back to my parents house, informing me that he had 2 beds and that I could stay with him. I agreed easily due to the immediate creepy vibe I'd gotten off the guy the moment we stepped into the disco-ball clad van with the flashing lights. Norman and I giggled drunkenly back and forth, making fun of the sight of my brother and sister two-stepping and my brother falling all over her in his own intoxicated state. "If Gen had seen that girl trying to grind her way into Jared's pants she'd have whooped her ass." I laughed as the hotel elevator we were standing in climbed its way up the levels, "Jared looked so fuckin' scared." 

"And then here's your little ass lookin' like you're about to take one of those shoes off and stab her with it!" He joked as he motioned towards your feet. "She gave me a dirty look, what do you expect?" I shrugged as the doors opened and we spilled out into he hallway. "You ready for another drink, princess?" Norman asked as he let us into his room. It was pretty and clean and had an amazing view of the other sky scrapers. "Whatcha got, babe?" I asked, looking out the window. "We got whiskey," he stated, holding up a bottle of Gentlemen Jack, "and we got Whiskey, Sweetheart," He finished, holding up a bottle of Crown. "Well I guess I'm sticking with the Whiskey." I snorted. 

"Okay, okay, truth or dare." I snorted, taking a heavy swig of the bottle after my failed attempt to beat Norman at Quarters. "What?" He gasped, almost choking as he took his own swig. "I don't know, I'm drunk, it's 5 Am, and It's officially my birthday, and I'm heartbroken and bored. Humor me." I replied with a shrug. "Alright, truth." He replied with a narrowed gaze. "Hmmm...." I started, index finger going to my chin in thought, "Is it true you've always wanted to kiss me?" Norman gulped, his eyes widening for a second before he let out a nervous bark of a laugh, "Who told you that?" "No one, actually," I replied, raising an eyebrow in suspicion, watching him visibly relax, "Just wondered what you'd say." Norman took another swig of liquor before fumbling in his nightstand and pulling out a pack of cigarettes, offering me one before confessing, "I've thought about it." Both my eyebrows shifted to my forehead as I watched him light the cancer stick, and I raised the bottle to my lips again, "You know it's illegal to smoke in here, right?" "Not like it's the worst illegal thing we've done." He mimicked my earlier words with a smirk, taking a deep drag off the smoke before tossing me a lighter so I could do the same. "I consider that a public service," I retorted after my own drawl of smoke. "Me too." He agreed. "So, Why haven't you ever kissed me?" I asked, crossing my legs in front of me on the bed where we were sitting. "Uh, maybe because you're with my best friend?" He replied obviously. "Well, I'm not anymore." I shrugged, looking at him in the eyes. "That you're not." He sighed, looking away from me as he took another deep drink. "Then why don't you?" I asked bluntly.

He sighed, looking back to me for a second before flicking his eyes back out towards the window, "Because, I can't." "Why not? You and Keagan finally make it official?" I asked, the sudden image of her crossing my mind. What the fuck are you doing, Ky. "Nah, not us. She does her own thing." "Then why not?" "Because..." he trailed off. "Because...?" I urged, moving my feet underneath me again. "Because, Kylin," He huffed, shifting his knees up towards his chest to rest his forearms on them, "If I kissed you, I don't know if I'd be able to stop." The wind was knocked out of me with his confession, me seeing him again for the first time as his blue eyes burned into mine with an intensity that would rival any fire. If I was being honest with myself I'd always harbored a crush on the man, I mean, who wouldn't, and his protectiveness of me and the things we experienced together only made me love him more. I didn't think of it as a romantic love, though, not even now, with me wilting under his gaze and my body slowly turning into a puddle. I loved Jeffrey, he was the person I was supposed to be with, but his distance and arguments and unwillingness to make me a priority pushed its way to the forefront of my mind as I took another hearty gulp of liquid courage before I returned my eyes to his. "Hey Norm?" "Hmm?" "I dare you to kiss me."

The feeling of his arms pulling me towards him as his lips ravished mine was nothing I'd ever experienced before. His mouth was soft, a deep contrast to the wiry stubble on his chin that mixed deliciously with the taste of whiskey on his tongue. He instantly growled at the scent of my own breath on his face as he tugged me on top of him, my thighs instinctively straddling his hips. The short, thin dress I was wearing eagerly rose up my legs as his hands found my ass, pulling the fabric up further before discarding it on the floor, leaving me in just my black panties and bra. "Fucking Christ," I gasped as his hands squeezed into my flesh, kneading the muscle as his lips left mine to trail down my neck and bite at the silicone in my earlobe. My own fingers dug into his biceps his hips bucked upward, the metal button of his jeans digging into the wetness that was my panties. "You're so fucking beautiful." he rasped against my throat, one hand coming to cup my breast through my bra to squeeze gently at the mound. "Norman," I breathed, my own thighs clenching around him as he ravished my goose-bumped skin with his mouth. "Yeah?" He replied, hips grinding into me again before he bit down on my neck. "Fuck, what are we doing?" "Each other, I hope," He chuckled darkly, rolling over to be on top of me and pulling away to remove his shirt before kissing up my bare stomach to the valley between my breasts. My hands tangled themselves int his hair at the sensation, a whimper escaping from my lips as he pulled the cup of my bra down and nipped at my nipple. Without anymore thoughts, I quickly worked my hand down to his button and popped it open, pushing his pants down his hips at the same time he removed my bra. Once free of the clothing we rutted against each other, tangling ourselves in each other's bodies as his hard erection pushed against my clit and we both groaned in pleasure. "Fucking fuck, Kylin," He grunted as he almost tore the thin lace from between my legs, his eyes heavy lidded as he saw my glistening wetness for the first time. "Fuck, lick me, Norman," I whined as his thumb trailed over my slit, a needy moan falling out of me as I watched as he stroked himself with his other hands through his boxers.   His tongue was on my pearl in an instant, licking and sucking through my folds like Judas at the last supper, taking everything he could get. I was a blubbering mess as he worked me over, his teeth and goatee scraping against me deliciously. He held my hips down as they rocked up into his face, moaning at the taste of me as his tongue fucked its way inside. Breathy profanities and whimpers exhaled out of me as he gripped my hips, my core tightening closer and closer together as my muscles strained until the damn broke. "Normannnn!" I cried as the orgasm washed over me in waves of sensitivity and spots appeared before my clenched eyelids. He pushed two fingers into me and pumped, grunting at the sensation of me quivering around his hand. "Yeah, sweetheart. That's it." He encouraged as he continued his ministrations, pulling his boxers over his waist with his free hand before crawling up me, dragging his wet face across my stomach and breasts with the motion, to give me a hot, opened mouth kiss. His tongue danced with mine as he withdrew his fingers, pulling away for a moment to lick the release they'd gathered off. He backed off for a second to dig around in his jeans' pocket, extracting a condom from his wallet that he very quickly rolled on. He threw himself back between my thighs again and rutted around, pressing his thickness into my slick that I quickly bucked up into with a whine. "You wannet, sweetheart?" He questioned as he lined himself up, rubbing the head of his cock on my clit as his eyes bore into mine dangerously. "Yes!" I confirmed, pulling him back down to his forearms, kissing him deep as he plunged into me with one stroke. The loud growl that pushed it's way out of Norman's chest was down right primal, his fists tightening around the sheets on either side of my head as my back instantly arched to meet his hips with mine. He pulled back slowly, inch by inch as he breathed in a sharp inhale of air before stroking back into me as deep as he could go on exhale. I cried out again, my nails digging into his back and shoulders as I splayed my fingers out across his skin and gasped out as he began pumping in and out of me. "Oh, God," He grunted after a few dozen strokes, my insides beginning to coil again as we rocked back and forth. "Fuck, Norman, I'm gonna come." I panted, He quickly lifted himself off of me and pulled out, flipping me over onto my stomach and collapsing back on top of me, biting at my shoulder blades as he re-positioned himself and slid back home. "Raaaaaaaaaah!" I screamed at the new angle and deepness, the blunt head of his cock hitting my cervix and sending a delicious twang of pain through me. He lifted himself up to hold himself with his arms, fucking himself into me over and over as deep as my body could let him go. "So...fucking...tight." he panted, sweat dripping from his hair and onto my shoulder blades. "So...fucking big." I panted right back, my eyes squeezing shut as the string was cut again and my body soared with orgasmic bliss. The sheets rubbing against my sensitivity heightened the sensation, my cunt squeezing his throbbing cock and forcing another growl out of him. "Fuck, I'm gonna nut." He grunted as he harshly sped his movements up, slamming into me and grabbing a fist full of my hair. He pulled my head back to arch my back more, covering my lips with his open mouth as he worked his way towards completion. My mind was spinning and spiraling and I figured I was gonna pass out when he finally came, spilling himself into the condom with a loud roar as his hips bruised mine one last time. He collapsed on top of me for a moment before rolling off to relieve himself of the condom and use the bathroom, my weakened body staying planted firmly where it remained. "You okay?" He asked as he flicked the light off in the bathroom when he was done, and I turned my head to face him to see he'd acquired new boxers in the time I'd had my eyes closed. "M' fine." I mumbled, closing my eyes again as the alcohol leaving my system left a migraine in its wake. He crawled into bed next to me, pulling the covers up over my naked body as he tucked us in, me nuzzling into his side as he wrapped his arm around me. "So what's this mean?" He asked gently, his fingertips dancing lightly over my upper arm, fishing goosebumps to the surface. "What do you mean, 'what's this mean?'?" I asked back, brows furrowing with question. "Well, for starters, uh, are you gonna tell Jeff?" "Why would I?" I mumbled, turning my head to look up at him as I wrapped my arm further around his waist. "Because...." he trailed off with a sigh "Because why? It's none of his business, really, and it would just make things awkward between you two." I answered. "Is it gonna happen again?" He asked, lifting his eyebrows at me. I tilted my head at him and gave him an unamused look as I threw my leg over his calf, "I don't know, do you want it to happen again?" He snorted a smile at me, licking his lips as he growled low in his throat, "Can it happen again right now?" I giggled at him as I smacked his chest and he turned over on to his side to spoon me, his wide chest and shoulders engulfing me in his warmth.

Bang-Bang-Bang My brain convulsed against the disgustingly loud noise coming from the other side of the door. I turned to see Norman still very passed out with his hand down his boxer. I snorted at him, wrapping the sheet around myself as I moved slowly and achingly towards the wooden barrier between me and the person who was about to get a earful of hangover wrath. I was not prepared for who was on the other side of that barrier. "Oh, fuck." I breathed, eyes widening at the sight of Jeffrey.