Happy (belated) Halloween - look at me descending more and more into cringe every year
But it also dawned on me that, somehow, despite ALWAYS drawing vampires for Halloween (blame my favorite musical), I never actually used my dearest, proper Shokugeki Supernatural AU for it…so well, here it be 🧛♂️
siNCE YOU WANTED ME TO COME OVER TO YOUR ASKBOX, here I am. Pls 🙏 Headcanons of Nene topping for once 🙏 Pls. (Also you know my ship so haha okay I'll be off to stare at a church again)
HELLO!! Of course I can do this! Have fun staring
EtsuNe, Top Nene
♥ Nene was nervous to be a top because she never imagined being one. However, she was curious on how it felt like and how it feels. This ended up with her thinking for an entire week before actually proceeding with trying it out.
♥ Of course, she prepared a few things before that- it was something she wouldn't usually wear or even think of. White lingerie to come off as at least somewhat pure despite the intentions she had in her mind.
♥ She actually initiates it by kissing Etsuya, but things got steamy after a few kisses, it consisted of several deep kisses with tongue while grabbing unto each other sometimes.
♥ Nene felt embarrassed, clearly. She could feel how riled up Etsuya was by seeing how he reacted, by feeling how desperate he was by his kisses and touches. Even by his words and dirty talking in between kisses, and he even took a taste of her ear, lightly biting it. Oh yeah, this was just the first part.
♥ She was actually the one who lead it in a sense, she was the one to kiss him a bit deeper every time, and she was also the one who lead themselves to the bed. Before Etsuya knew it, his back was against the bed and all he could do was give a surprised look at a flustered Nene.
♥ He wasn’t expecting it, but his initial shock turned into a grin, rather amused by the woman who wanted to actually do something to him for once, when she was usually the one under him.
♥ She would trace his fingers on her legs, and he carefully reached her thighs underneath her dress just to realize that she was wearing something and that she was prepared. He was... aroused, clearly.
♥ He would pleasure her even if he was the bottom in the situation, even sometimes pulling her closer to him just to nibble on her ear or whisper things to her, telling her she’s doing well as she continued topping him, praising her but also sometimes degrading her just for her to fluster more.
♥ Nene was the one in charge of taking off clothes so when she undid his tie and buttons, Etsuya only observed her expression while she did, her eyes were icy yet burning with emotions, and her touches were very tender yet lustful.
♥ He enjoyed seeing the new side of her so when the main event happened, she was closing her eyes because of the pure pleasure she experienced, and she had to hold unto him. She wasn’t the only noisy one, as Eizan ended up being a growling and groaning man under her touch.
Her head was spinning as she continued to move on top of him, it didn’t help that his hands were on her hips, and he gripped her tightly, maybe a bit too tight because his nails was digging in her. She knew that even if she was in charge, he loved marking her.
While people described these moments as ecstatic, there was more to it. It was electricity running through bodies, shivers going down the spine- golden tattoos given by bitemarks and nails.
It wasn’t pure feelings, no it was also filled with moments to remember just like photographs.
She was tired, but god- she wanted to do more.
Maybe what helped her continue to move was the pure spark that was running through her veins while he was going deeper into her. Music to his ears, he teases. Such a nice look on her, he says. He wouldn’t stop talking even if he was as bad as her.
He bit his lips to hold back a groan every time he pushed forward, and in exchange she would let a moan escape from her lips.
Hidden words, as she refused to admit it- but maybe she wanted to go for round two.
i was raring to write something for a pair i don’t usually write so here’s my take on @polar-stars’ latest hc :}
Nakiri Azami was often up at ungodly hours of the morning, give or take a coffee, and a prerequisite of being in Central was accommodating this goatshit sleep schedule. The first and only member of this pseudo-nocturnal cult to actually get used to being given orders at five in the morning on the dot was Kinokuni Nene, which is why Azami asked her and that “leopard boy” to download all available intel on the residents of Polar Star from the Totsuki database to his private server. He had given Eizan Etsuya an additional day’s notice for reasons unknown.
At 5:11am Nene knocked on the door to Eizan’s cabin, fully expecting him to slide it open with that provoking smirk of his. Or maybe he would’ve already finished the job. Nene sighed — it was better not to expect so much from him. She’d be lucky if he was even awake.
Just as she was about to knock again (more insistently this time), Eizan slid open the door and Nene gave a start. He was leaning against the doorframe with his eyes still half closed, hair ungelled and unkempt (the resemblance to Yukihira was uncanny), and was that a fucking robe? Nene’s acute financial awareness immediately clocked the mulberry silk in at 70,000 yen.
Did he just wake up?
She opened her mouth to scold him for his irresponsibility but her left foot had already pivoted and she was pretty damn sure her body was about to skrt her away from there, to hell with reproaching him. Court etiquette dictated that one did not knock on the door of another wearing a goddamn robe. How scandalous!
Then she came to the awkward realization that it had been at least fifteen seconds and she had yet to say anything. As if it was even physically possible, her blush intensified.
“You need something, Kinokuni?” Eizan asked, rubbing his eyes. “What time is it? Why the hell is your face so red? You look like a pomegranate drowned in grenadine.”
“Shut up!” she snapped, and Nene was very pleased with herself at how commanding she sounded. Eizan gave a tired nod.
“Yes’m,” he mumbled. “Answer the first question, though?”
Nene frowned. “I forgot. I will correspond with you regarding the task later.”
Eizan’s smirk was only on half power but it still managed to irritate the everliving shit out of her before he bid her a good morning and slid the door shut in the most passively aggressive way possible.
How humiliating! Nene would thence proceed to ignore Eizan for the rest of the day, but she was so profoundly traumatized by the sight of him in 🤌 a 🤌 fucking 🤌 robe 🤌 that she would burn microwaveable mac and cheese at lunch.
It was not a normal day for the two kingdoms that will now have an eternal alliance with one another. It wasn’t the best day for the rulers as they were both chosen to have a marriage that you could unite their nations.
It was their first day together as a married couple, so they expected the initial awkwardness, it wasn’t just that- but a discussion about morals lead to nowhere as both of them had thought of something differently.
“For being the next king, you don’t have morals that will make people support you.” She finally formed her words, her eyes glaring at the individual who wore golden accessories and red cloth.
To her, he was a show off. He would show what he had through physical appearance, and his words would make people cower in fear. Yes, he was excellent in making people follow his orders, but he was no king. He was no leader.
“What if they don’t support me? What will they do?” He smirked, interested in hearing her response. “The only person who will face consequences is them.”
He was not wrong. He was the king after all. It would be hard to even think about overthrowing one, even with a mass of people.
She closed her eyes and sighed. “For a king, you’re inconsiderate with your people, you ruffian.” She took steps further away from him, taking a look outside of the window to see the view. “Your kingdom is wonderful, your nation is blooming. Yet the king is the opposite.”
He decided to move closer, an interested grin still plastered on his face, as he lowered his head. “So what are you telling me to do, Kinokuni?” It was a little whisper, but she heard it completely. “You’re my queen after all.”“I’m only your queen to ensure my people would be safe from whatever you’re planning.” She retorted, giving an icy glare right after. “If it weren’t for my people, I will not be interested in doing this at all.”
Odd. Several people would be more interested in him. He might not be the ideal king, but he was rich and powerful- and those were things some women would swoon for but she was not interested in that at all.
“If that were true, then why did you accept so quickly?”
That question started to run through her head. Why exactly did she accept it so quickly? Maybe it was because he was the biggest threat… So if she ended up marrying him, maybe any possible war would stop.
“Do I need to repeat myself? It was for the best for my people. Nothing more.” She rolled her eyes, taking a few moments to stay in place. “If there is anything, I want to question why you accepted the proposal of marrying me so quickly.”
“Oh?”
“Especially because you know I have quite the opposite morals as you.”
Of course she didn’t know. Would she ever know? How he eyed her from afar and that he found her way of leading fearsome yet elegant? Her strictness was marvelous, and she gained her people’s trust completely. She was smart, yes, and he could only keep that to himself.
“I only got quite interested in you, Kinokuni.”
That’s what he answered. It was accurate, but it wasn’t anything detailed. Her glare got more intense, but her steps continued once again. “I don’t believe you.” She replied. “I’ll see what your true intention is, Eizan.”
Once she left, he only stood there, a little smirk on his face. Until now, he admitted, the interest never died down.
5 years ago, the 2nd cour of Shokugeki's 3rd season aired it's 8th episode - in which we first became witness of Eizan throwing Nene's phone through the train in motion 🤧 and...ever since then, I've become bewitched 🥹
(so yes, it's basically the anniversary of them having "OTP of OTPs" status, ahaha...) But I mean, working with these two has brought me so much joy these last 5 years - I just had to pay tribute in some manner //wipes away tear//