Right so we know Shiro Fujimoto is a clone of azazel right? And that was the same clone satan used as a vessel during and before the blue night yeah? And assuming the genetics are the same too, Shiro could in-fact be related biologically to Rin and Yukio.
Yes I know satan is their dad biologically but, minus satans powers and the fact he is a demon, he shared the same genetics as Shiro therefore he could be as much as the twins dad as Satan is???
This has haunted my brain since that chapter came out and thought I’d share it.
Decided that this needed updated since its been a hot minute (wish I’d done this yesterday so it would have been exactly 3 years omg 😭)
Rin Okumura: Personally i think he would listen to the generic white girl music for example: california girls- Katy perry
Party in the USA - Miley Cyrus
Starships - Nicki Minaj etc
Yukio Okumura: I’m torn between either no music at all or XXX tentacion and Lil Peep….
Shiemi Moriyama: Going off of her character I think she would try listen to the music her friends like but she would have a playlist for herself which literally solely consists of the pitch perfect soundtrack from all 3 movies.
This is including the riff off in the second movie….
I also think she might listen to Lana Del Ray, a few songs I feel like she may like is:
West coast
Brooklyn baby
Video games
Summertime sadness
Let the light in
Salvatore
Happiness is a butterfly
Etc
Izumo Kamiki: Right I can’t lie I think she’d listen to like Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Fall out boy, Evanescence and My chemical romance and some Penelope Scott and sodikken Specifically:
Heart shaped box -Nirvana
Lithium -Nirvana
All my life- foo fighters
The pretender- foo fighters
The take over, the breaks over- FOB
A little less sixteen candles…-FOB
Bring me to life- Evanescence
My immortal- Evanescence
Honey this mirror isn’t big enough for the two of us- MCR
Demolition Lovers- MCR
To the end- MCR
Hansel -Sodikken
Misery meat- sodikken
Sweet hibiscus tea- Penelope Scott
Feel better - Penelope Scott
Noriko Paku: I feel like she’d be a swiftie.. and maybe a theatre kid so here’s a few songs?
Dear Evan Hansen - Be more chill
Seventeen- heathers
Ballad of Jane doe- RTC
We are never ever getting back together- Taylor swift
Cardigan- Taylor swift
Paper rings- Taylor swift
Downtown- Little shop of horrors
Phantom of the opera- phantom of the opera
Schuyler sisters- Hamilton
Renzo Shima:
Personally I think he’s a K-Pop fan so he would listen to some bands e.g. Stray Kids, Twice, Blackpink, BTS, Ateez, XdinaryHeroes, BIGBANG etc.
I also feel like he’d listen to hip hop/ rap??
Anyways some examples
Chk chk boom -Stray Kids
S-Class- stray kids
Lose my breath- stray kids
One spark - TWICE
Set me free- TWICE
Talk that talk - TWICE
Shut down- black pink
Pink venom- Black pink
Permission to dance - BTS
IDOL- BTS
Work- ATEEZ
Hush-Hush- ATEEZ
MONEYBALL- Xdinary heroes
Sucker Punch! - Xdinary heroes
BANG BANG BANG -BIGBANG
Haru Haru- BIGBANG
Meet the grahams- Kendrick Lamar
HUMBLE- Kendrick Lamar
Empire state of mind - Jay Z
Etc etc
Ryuji Suguro: right… Now he definitely has a different genre of music for different things. However most of them - minus like a studying playlist- I feel would have some form of rock/metal/death metal music. Some examples may be;
Walk- Pantera
5 minutes alone- Pantera
Fade to black- Metallica
Slither- Metallica
Attitude- Metallica
Receipt- the black dahlia murder
What a horrible night to have a curse - the black dahlia murder
Dirty deeds done dirt cheep- AC/DC
Roots bloody roots- sepultura
Konekomaru: I think he’d listen to jazz… I don’t know why but it’s just a gut feeling.
What a wonderful world - Louis Armstrong
You make me feel so young - Frank Sinatra
Fly me to the moon - Frank Sinatra
Just the two of us - Bill withers
Lush life - John Coltrane
Shura Kirigakure: literally ANYTHING by Nelly furtado, the spice girls and the pussy cat dolls. She is the definition of a diva. I also feel like she’d listen to like UK rave music.
Promiscuous girl - Nelly Furtado
Maneater - Nelly furtado
Do it- Nelly furtado
Buttons - Pussycat dolls
Don’t cha - pussy cat dolls
Flirt- pussycat dolls
Viva forever- spice girls
Spice up your life- spice girls
Wannabe- spice girls
Holler- spice girls
Mephisto Pheles- German metal… and anime soundtracks
Augen auf- OOMPH
rein raus- Rammstein
Buck dich- Rammstein
Mein Teil- Rammstein
Sandmann- OOMPH
the entire K-pop demon hunters soundtrack- specifically how it’s done and soda pop
Kinzo shima: based off of his band and what I remember of the type of music they make and also his personality I want to say he’d listen to metal- similar to what I’ve put for Ryuji. I also think he’d listen to nickelback.
Master of puppets
Enter sand man
And justice for all
Loverman
Whiskey in the jar
Ain’t my bitch
The house jack built
Fuel - Metallica
anything by nickelback. He probs listens to the entire discography on repeat
Juzo shima: honestly I think him and his dad yaozo listen to country and only that (with an exception to kinzos band)
Tennessee whiskey -Chris Stapleton
Where the wild things are - luke combs
Take me home country roads -John Denver
Something in the orange - zach bryan
Achy breaky heart- Billy Ray Cyrus
Folsom prison blues- Johnny cash
Mamushi hojo:
Honestly I think she’d listen to artists like doja cat, Nicki minaj, sza etc
Woman - doja cat
Tia tamera- doja cat
Super bass- Nicki minaj
Bang bang- Nicki, Ariana and Jessie j
Kill bill- sza
Blind- sza (I think I’m so funny for this)
2am -sza
Girl on fire - Nicki minaj
Roman holiday - Nicki minaj
Freak- Doja cat
I also think that everyone in Myoda would listen to country music alongside anything I’ve put here. It just feels right that they’d all listen to country music idk..
If anyone wants to add any suggestions or share their own thoughts and opinions feel free. I genuinely struggled with yukio because like he either doesn’t listen to music or listens to depressing stuff yk? Anyways hope you all like this after I dipped for centuries!!
Just gonna put it out there- idk how good or bad this is gonna be as I’ve never done one of these before so please let me know if there is any way i can improve this one and any future ones!
A.Leonhart
school!AU, Annie x fem reader.
Imagine: After a long term at school the last thing you need is to be dragged to your friends house for a party. It was a good thing that Sasha had some decent party dresses otherwise you would have been stuck in a shirt, black tube skirt and a blazer for the rest of the night which wasn’t exactly ideal for this type of party.
You throw on the dress and heels then head downstairs, having a few drinks before everyone else arrives.
Imagine: Reiner bumping into you while you’re dancing with your friends causing you to fall
Imagine: going into the kitchen to clean up sasha's dress because you got some alcohol on the dress and you feel bad about it.
Imagine: Annie apologising to you about reiner knocking you over.
You explaining you weren’t bothered and that she shouldn’t have to apologise on his behalf.
You and annie just talking about the most random things while everyone else is partying
Imagine: you, annie, historia,ymir, pieck and porco all seeing who can drink the most and ending up all getting absolutely mortal.
You, annie, historia, ymir, pieck and porco all dancing together after drinking and ending up falling onto eachother and what not.
You and annie getting a taxi to annies house since her parents were away.
Imagine: You waking up next to annie with a bra and shorts on, not being able to remember anything past the drinking competition that night.
You and annie walking to school after the holidays as a couple and holding hands, both friends groups either stood with a shocked expression or handing another some money due to a lot bet,
Could it be a kinzo shima x fem reader oneshot where reader is one of uwabami hojos daughters (nishikis twin sister) but dyed their hair red. Could the reader also get along with her family but (like her sisters) don’t really get along with the shima a so her and Kinzo are always arguing. Essentially an enemies to lovers oneshot. For the genre would fluff be okay??
Thank you so much if you are able to. Kinzo is a hugee comfort character.
If you aren’t able to write it thank you anyways!
you came to the right place baby 💛 juzo is actually one of my favs so by extension i love this family to DEATH! have you read the manga? ch 90/91 are shima-fam-antics and i'm a sucker for the big family trope :,) i have some ane stuff in the works (+ i got a shura req a few months ago i'm still hammering out), but i'd love to write for ane characters more! thanks for inspiring me 🥰
a beleaguered raggedy ann
| kinzo x fem reader
a/n: thank you for the request my darling! the details were really helpful, I hope my interpretation is what you were looking for!
Your sisters were only able to hide you for so long before the hotly anticipated, dreaded-- and unfortunately for you, mostly forgotten-- monthly family meeting was called at central Myodha temple.
"It'll be fine, you said," snapping at Nishiki on your right, "You'll look cute, you said!" hissing at Ao on your left. They sandwiched you between them on the way through halls of elaborate decoration. You practically slid through the house on your socks as they tugged you along.
"You don't look bad."
"Why'd you say it like that?!"
"And dad won't even be that mad."
"You think he's gonna be mad?!" Your head shot from one sister to the next, and then hung limply. Defeated.
Hours and hours of anxiety all because you chose last night to be a dumbass.
To dye your hair bright red.
Not even a sexy smoldering red like Shura, it was an out-of-the-box-one-tone kind of red that made you look like an amateur AND a clown.
"Are those Hojos I hear?" A voice chuckled behind the door your sisters struggled to get you inside of. Answering their prayers, it flew open to reveal a welcoming smile (one of many) from Juzo. Of the members of Myodha already gathered in the meeting room, it didn't look like a single one was able to hide their surprise at your...your..well-- you.
You didn't even bother fixing your messy ponytail from your hallway spat with the girls.
Juzo's smile stuck awkwardly to his face as his eyes scanned the three girls in the doorway. Master Tatsuma waved you inside warmly without much thought, but the previously bustling meeting room had fallen silent. Dozens of members of the order sat in pause around a meeting table and glanced from the back door, to the front of the room, and back again. Summer Obon vacation meant the younger boys were home as well so you had Renzo and Koneko's stunned silence to keep you company too. Young Master Ryuuji, ever impatient to focus attention back to the meeting at hand, attempted to clear his throat for focus' sake. But the only thing that anyone heard was a single melancholy murmur.
"What am I doing wrong?"
There was a half moment of pause before the room exploded into laughter. Your father was the murmurer and continued quietly to himself. He had pressed his head into the table in defeat the second the door opened in front of you.
"Alright alright! Get it out of your systems!" You heaved and finally took a step inside. The Shimas were have the worst time holding it together out of the lot, and your poor sister Mamushi narrowly resisted strangling her husband to death.
"You look--look lovely!" Juzo attempted and steadied himself on the wall to keep from wheezing.
Nishiki and Mamushi took a swing at him.
"You think that's funny you goddamn monkey?!" Ao hollered across the room and made a leap for Renzo who could barely keep her a k'rik's length away.
"Everyone's laughing!"
"I hate you the most!"
The only person in the entire room not laughing was also the one sitting farthest from the door. Kinzo, hidden from your view at his seat beside his father. He thought about getting up and making a scene with his brothers, but some mysterious weight kept him down. All he wanted to do was watch you the second that door slid open. Quietly, in the sea of manic laughter. Ms Hojo going through a rebellious phase eh? He thought, and realized, as you approached your seat across from him, that he was spilling his glass of water into his lap.
He scrambled to mop up the wet with his robes before you--
"Speak now or forever hold you peace, Goldielocs."
Kinzo startled and looked up as cooly as he could manage when he saw you were already standing above him on your way to your reassure your deflated father and apologize to a giggling Master Tatsuma.
He smirked, "There's other ways to get attention you know."
"Just get it over with."
"A quarter life crisis looks good on you."
And you continued to your seat, quietly thankful the blond seemed off his game today. You tucked a loose red strand back into your ponytail and sank next to your father. Kinzo pretended not to watch you out of the corner of his eye.
"Alright alright, jesus, be honest. How bad is it?"
Mamushi thumbed her lip in fake concentration.
"Mamu!"
"I'm thinking!"
"Oh my god." You shriveled into your futon and under the safety of the thick comforter.
"Y/n, come out, it's not that bad."
"You said you wouldn't lie!"
"I'm not lying! It's also not that good."
Mamushi smiled and gave your hand a little squeeze under the blanket, "Come out. C'mon, we're gonna fix it."
"You and what army?"
Your older sister squeezed your hand again but it was quiet in the world above your sheets.
You peeked your head out, "Mamushi, you and what army?"
She hadn't looking this guilty since her goddamned trial. "Don't be mad."
You threw your blankets away in a panic.
"Renzo's been dying his hair for years! I know he'll be able to help you."
"Renzo?! He's like,, ten years old Mamushi!" You staggered up and out of bed but your sister was much too pregnant to follow you.
"He's sixteen."
"That's the worst age to be!"
As you scrambled to throw on your robe and head for the bedroom door your sister sat in thought a moment and nodded her head in agreement. You pulled on a pair of socks, hopping from one foot to the other, ready to make a clean escape before Renzo Shima could even dream of showing up.
Though, throwing open the sliding door, another Shima neatly blocked your path. You barreled into Kinzo's chest but he didn't miss a beat.
"Evenin' Mamushi!" He waved into the room with one hand and with the other he tugged at the back of your robe like kitten held at the scruff. "D'ja need me to get Juzo on my way out?"
"Don't you dare," She grunted, trying to get her legs underneath of her.
Kinzo saluted and with a sudden promptness bolted down the hallway in the direction he came from-- half-carrying mostly wrestling you in tow. Your goddamn socks kept you from putting up any sort of a fight with their serious lack of traction so you resorted to hissed protest and furious smacks.
"I'm-- ow! I'm trying-- fucking chill! Help you! I'm trying to help you!" Kinzo hissed back and you two rounded the final corner in the hallway of the guest house where your families were staying for the night. The pair of you narrowly avoided a total collision with Juzo and Renzo (who were presumably on their way to find you, at Mamushi's request) and before any questions could be asked, Kinzo hollered a:
"Mamushi's stuck again!" Just urgently enough to send Juzo tearing down the hall, dragging Renzo much like Kinzo was dragging you.
One last turn, into a room at the easternmost corner of the house, and Kinzo released you like he was freeing a wild animal that had gotten stuck in his garage.
"What are you doi--!"
But Kinzo held up a hand to silence you, "Shh, shh, hold up Pippi Longstocking." He kept his ear close to the door for a second and turned back around once he felt the coast was clear enough. The two of you stood in a long white bathroom, toilet on one end, sink on the other.
"I really am trying to help you."
"Right, because kidnapping is such a great trust building exercise."
Kinzo rolled his eyes and flipped the latch on the door to lock it, "You you want my help or what? Wanna look like the Little Mermaid forever?
"I-! I..what?"
He trudged past you in exasperation and pointed to a mess of supplies beside the sink. He'd propped an office chair up in front of the mirror and made a show of gesturing vaguely to the whole scene. Jazz hands and all. His silly shaggy hair fell into his eyes like this when he wasn't wearing clips, and his too-big T-shirt wrinkled in a million places after hauling you all the way here.
You'd seen him out of his uniform before. Of course you had. But now he looked comfortable, and if anything, like an actual human person. Did that even make sense? When you grew up in the True Cross and everyone wore long coats, dark robes, and layer after layer of talismans all day long, seeing someone in their pajamas was rather startling.
"Y/n?" He pulled out the seat for you and tapped the back a few times when you seemed hesitant. He bit back the dig he had prepped about you not knowing how to work a chair.
God he really did look human, even under unflattering bathroom lights. The warmth of his skin, the flex of muscle and veins in his hands-- even the silly tan line at his neck and wrists where is uniform robes didn't quite reach during the day. You thought about whether Kinzo thought it was weird too, seeing you in a fluffy bathrobe instead of your father's uniform. If he did, it wasn't showing.
"Y/n c'mon-- I already got everything prepped."
"What, you want me to congratulate you on having a skincare routine?"
"Do you have any mode other than mean as fuck?"
"Not for you," You grumbled into your shoulder and finally took a few begrudging steps towards his invitation. As you sat yourself down in front of the mirror, you eyed the products-- creams and tubes and long plastic sheets. Purple bottles, shower caps, hair clips, a comb.
You watched the mirror some more and Kinzo busied himself behind you, "I heard Mamushi talking to Juzo," he pulled on a pair of little black gloves, "And then I heard Juzo talking to Renzo, and I just couldn't let them go through with it." He tossed a long apron over your lap with a flourish and tied it behind your back.
"What's wrong w--"
"Pink hair, Y/n! Pink's cute and all but Renzo is not the man to ask for color advice."
Kinzo danced around behind you, pouring things, mixing liquid, juggling bowls, never making eye contact long enough to pick up on the anxious sweat collecting on your brow. You gripped the arms of your seat under the apron to steady yourself when Kinzo jerked your chair around. It spun once before he stopped you with his foot, reveling in your general dishevel.
He leaned down close and grinned, "Head back."
Close enough for you to smell the mint of his toothpaste, and much too close for you to truly process what he said.
"C'mon, put your head back for me."
It took you nearly five seconds to figure out that the water in the sink was already running and it took you even less time to lean back into it, at least to get away from Kinzo's dumbfuck smug face.
He tugged one glove off with his teeth and leaned his chest over your's to adjust the water. It was only in this moment that you actually realized that Kinzo Shima was trying to help you with your hair. What did you think he was doing all this time? You reassured yourself that you weren't so stupid as to follow a man you hate into a bathroom just to keep fighting with him. Of course not.
"I can't believe Y/n Hojo is such a rebel," he teased at the same time as he started to work.
You'd shut your eyes the second he got too close to you, so you startled when you felt his fingers in your hair. If you ever had the chance to get close enough to run your hands through his hair god only knows what you'd do. He'd probably walk around half-bald for months-- have to wear half a hat come winter-- but Kinzo didn't seem to have any horrible pranks up his sleeve. Actually, his fingers felt nice under the hot water. Gentle, even.
You very professionally resisted the urge to sigh with content, but you couldn't stop your eyebrows scrunching every time he massaged your scalp just right.
"It feels nice to get your hair washed, right?"
You huffed.
"It feels nice to be nice too, 'should give it a try sometime."
You opened your eyes to see exactly what direction to throw your next retort, but Kinzo splashed water across your face in time to dodge the worst of it. You sputtered in anger and snatched the towel at his hip to dry off with. "You ever get sick of pranks you goddamn monkey?"
"That was self defense! I'm on my best behavior." Kinzo's voice was lighthearted as he held the back of your head, gently guiding you back up to sitting. A towel appeared behind your back and with one more twist you were around facing the mirror again.
He ran his hand up the shell of your ear to catch any drops of water before they trickled down your neck, "If Juzo and Mamushi can get along Y/n, so can we."
"My big sister married your raggedy ass brother and just like that we're expected to get along."
Kinzo began to part your head into sections and ran his hands through your hair a few more times. Maybe to measure something or maybe just to get under your skin. Worst of all, you let him.
"What are you even trying to do?"
"I'm lifting the color out, it wont be perfect but it'll better than this."
Under any normal circumstances, your shame would have you raging at that comment, but, he was right. You either needed to let one Shima help you or have all seven of them choke back laughter until the color grew out.
He scooped up the bleach mixture in his newly gloved hand and smoothed it along the sections of hair he created. Piece by piece he moved up your head, smoothing, wrapping, and clipping out of the way. Kinzo was nothing if not methodical, a characteristic you'd hardly ever seen him employ. His eyebrows laced themselves up, down, and knit in concentration behind you.
"Why are you helping me?"
"My brother loves your sister."
"That's not what I mean."
"I couldn't fall asleep knowing Renzo was your last line of defense."
You looked at yourself in the mirror for the first time, realizing you'd spent every second in here with your eyes either shut tight or glaring at the snarky blond, "I would hardly say we're close enough for you to lose sleep over me."
"We trained together all our lives Y/n, our graduating class had six people."
"Six people wasn't enough to keep me from drowning in your stupidity. I was completely surrounded."
"You and your sisters made up more than half the cram school! If anyone was surrounded it was me."
Kinzo might have caught your chuckle if you weren't so adept at hiding them from him. He was goddamn funny and you hated any chance he took to make you laugh.
"We were partners for every project ever assigned, every mission-- you can't just pretend not to remember that we had fun sometimes," Kinzo continued.
"There's an idea.." You grinned and closed your eyes to keep them from watering at the strong smell of bleach, "And!" you added, throwing up the apron a bit as you raised your finger to make a point, "It was only because Professor Todo said family couldn't pair off."
"And still you picked me over the other two kids."
"Nish and Ao always snapped them up too quick!"
"Picking me last is still picking me!" Kinzo hollered and when you looked back into the mirror to protest again you realized you were both laughing with big, wide smiles.
Kinzo realized too, and his smile grew even bigger for a second. Toothy. Although, he didn't say anything. Nothing sarcastic, nothing rude. His face seemed to settle into a grin and he went about his business humming into the last few sections of your hair.
"You know," he murmured, still smiling ever so softly, "we're allowed to get along."
If you'd been looking at him you might've melted into your seat a bit, but a well-timed yawn on your part drowned out any of his soft whispers. You wiped your eyes with the back of your hand and cocked a head at him, "Wha'ya say?"
He shook and and slipped back into his usually irritating smirk, "We're almost halfway finished."
"Half way! Jesus, Shima it's 11."
"You gotta let bleach do its thing."
"Is its thing keeping me up all night?"
"No, that's my-" Kinzo caught himself before innuendo caught up to the rest of the room, "never--just-- you have half an hour to kill before you can rinse this out."
"Half an hour!"
"Purple shampoo," he pointed to one bottle, "purple conditioner," and to the other, "and then we're all finished."
"'We' nothing! Go on, out with you, I have too much hair to wash all this out in the sink and I have NO need for your help in the shower."
Kinzo didn't expect anything too much different and was genuinely grateful to finally be sent off to bed, but you weren't as loud as you should have been. You kicked at him and shoved him out the door, sure, but not even a single Monkey left your lips.
"Just go to bed!" You whispered as loudly as you possibly could into the quiet hallway where Kinzo was standing a bit shocked. He had his bleachy-gloved hands hands hovering beside either side of his head as he started on the way back to his room, formulating a plan to get them off without ruining anything in this ancient mansion of absolutely incalculable value.
The fumes from your hair must've agitated the tiny commons sense section of your brain because before he could fully turn the corner and disappear you had one more hiss to hiss, "Thank..thank you! Kinzo."
He waved in response but that last bit made his head turn. He ogled for a sec, at the thanks partly, but mostly at how cute it sounded when you tried not to say his name too loud.
"S-sure thing, Y/n."
Oh, no.
You slipped back into the bathroom silently and sat down on the floor behind the door.
It was Kinzo's turn to be late today. Final meeting of the weekend and he'd stayed up just slightly too late to hear his alarm. Down the hall, careful not to trip or bump any precious artifacts of the wall with his k'rik, he soared to the meeting room. He heard Master Hojo before he even got close enough to step inside, Master Tatsuma too. The door was already wide open.
Kinzo, framed by the doorway, slid into the meeting hot on his socks in what would have been a particularly funny entrance had you not already stolen the limelight again. The last breath he took before stepping inside escaped his lungs in a wheeze that came out only as,
"Oh."
You turned around sharply from your spot at the front of the room (once again apologizing in front of Master Tatsuma) and locked eyes with the Shima trying to glide into the meeting unnoticed. Kinzo had definitely seen you angrier than this.. right? Maybe not since..well no, maybe not.
Pink. That's all he could think of.
Your hair was so unbelievably pink.
And so fucking cute.
Oh, no.
"Kinzo! This is not better!" Juzo tried to be serious in front of Mamushi but any Myodha could see that he was attempting the impossible by holding back his amusement.
Kinzo turned back to you "Y/n I'm--" and before he could apologize, raised an eyebrow.
It wasn't anger furrowing your brows together. You were nearly in tears trying not to laugh.
He was right, he'd never seen you like this before. Did anyone else in the room even notice?
You bit your lip to force the corners of your mouth back down before you turned back to your father, who just quietly begged you to take your seat.
In your spot across the room from his, with the meeting finally distracting everyone else, Kinzo stared at you until he had your attention.
I'm sorry, he mouthed.
But you didn't say anything back. Only looked from him, to Renzo and back again. The two of you had to turn away from each other to stifle the laughter and spent the better half of the meeting, unable to even make eye contact.
"Y/n," Ao prodded you under the table after one too many noisy exhales.
Sorry, so sorry. You tried to mouth to your sister but her focus was strictly on the cheery Master Tatsuma, "Nish, I'm sorry." You grumbled out of the corner of your mouth to your other sister.
"Excuse yourself if you can't be quiet," Nishiki suggested.
"Yes Y/n, no one will be offended if you need a moment."
This time it was Master Tatsuma who spoke. That very stunned second, Kinzo rose and as politely as anyone in a hurry could manage, and closed the door behind him on his way out. It felt obvious to you that he was losing the fight against his laughter, but murmurs of upset stomach?s and, bad seafood? drifted through the crowd.
"Any while you're out there, do check on young Shima for us." Tatsuma smiled generously and you knew somehow he must have been amused.
You stood before the room of, honestly at this point, absolutely exhausted and sick-of-you-Myodhas, and apologized with a shallow bow, "Please excuse me sir." And then you too, slipped behind the large meeting table and out the back door with a click of the closing screen.
The laughter you could barely suppress before waned easily when it was replaced by this rising embarrassment. But before you could truly despair, Kinzo Shima rounded a corner and snatched your wrist in his grasp.
"Y/n, how in the world! Did. You. Do this."
"Shh!" You seethed and snatched him right back. Snatched him so hard he followed your grip without protest, far down the back hallway and into an empty bedroom.
"The bleach gave me a headache," you groaned, "I had to rinse it out!"
"I don't know how but I think this must be my fault."
There was a pause as you two hovered in a doorway, and Kinzo covered his mouth to choke the smile he had for his own joke. He still wasn't sure what exactly made you angry. Or what made you laugh.
But it was him.
You huffed first, and then covered your eyes as a full blown rack of laughter took over. Your shoulders twitched and then wiggled under the weight of staying quiet, and soon your whole body was trembling. Kinzo almost didn't know what to do, but watching you struggle to hold back a laugh made it harder for him to even stand up straight and soon the two of you were gasping silently for air on the floor of someone else's bedroom.
Mamushi walked towards the garden from the kitchen where she'd spent the morning and watched as your silly scene unfolded in the doorway at the end of a hall on her way outside. She smiled and watched you and Kinzo try to support each other enough to stand. Shush each other and look both ways before quickly falling back into fits of giggles. All in all doing a terrible job of stay quiet. She thought about calling out to you and asking just what was so funny, but quietly turned the corner instead when you and Kinzo tumbled awkwardly into each other instead. Breathless.
It was nice to see one of her sisters so happy for a change.
I think fandom should not be afraid of humanizing or having headcanons or whatever of the Demon Kings and it makes me sad that almost all the analysis for them ( including mine as well), always say smth like "it's not that i'm humanizing them" or "i'm trying really hard to not humanize them"
Like babes, if you wants to humanize and add feelings to the fictional +3000 demon gods with anger issues, that's okay
Who cares if it's not totally in character
You want to write a Homare x Lucifer fanfic where they love each other with all their hearts? Do it
You want to draw Meph hugging the exwires because he loves them? Go ahead
You want to headcanon Amaimon and Shiemi being besties and coming to a mutual understanding (that will probably happen anyway in the manga but anyway)? Please continue
We are like 5 people in the fandom, if we start restricting character headcanons and fans interpretation of the characters, it will end up becoming really toxic and shitty
