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ghoulsister1 · 7 months
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🎃SpookTober 31 Days Prompts🎃:
Day 21: Tarot🎴
Hiromu Takahashi x GN!Reader. Fluff. Tarot reading. Tarot cards. Fluff. Some magic involved. SpookTober Prompt: Tarot🎴
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☆●~The Cards Reveal All~●☆
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Hiromu and You try out some tarot cards, hoping to work up some magic and see what the cards say. Some funny lighthearted moments mixed with spooky vibes.
You loved tarot cards, especially collecting them. You loved their artwork and how each tarot card pack was different with different art and sometimes new cards for "yes" and "no". Hiromu shared in your love of these tarot cards and would happily help you look for new tarot cards to find.
You had wanted try your hand at tarot card reading and one October day, you and Hiromu decided to try it out. Hiromu enthusiastically helped you set up a table and picked a tarot card pack to use.
"Let's try this one" Hiromu Suggested, picking the cool Del Toro Tarot card pack and with that, you began shuffling.
You tried the 3 card method and you asked Hiromu to pick 3 cards from the deck after laying them all out.
The cards he choose you then lifted up to reveal them. You tried your best to interpet their meaning.
Flipping through the guidebook, you tried to make out the meaning behind what each card meant and hopefully give Hiromu an good interpretation of the cards.
"From how I see it, you will face some hardship but ultimately will conquer it before achieving your goal" You Explained though you were a little unsure if that's what it meant or not. Despite your doubt, Hiromu was looking at you with awe and fascination.
"Oooh! Like winning another championship? Maybe winning the super juniors?" Asked Hiromu excitedly. You chuckled at his excitement.
"Possibly yes" You Answered with a smile, seeing how Hiromu was bubbling with excitement.
"Oh! May I try?" Asked Hiromu excitedly. You smiled and handed the deck over to him. You watched as he shuffled and then lay out all the cards.
"You may pick three cards" Hiromu Announced, trying to sound mystical and mysterious. You giggled a little and moved your hand over the deck for a while before picking 3 cards.
Hiromu smiled and revealed the cards you picked. Hiromu flipped through the guidebook, hoping to also interpret the cards and what they could mean for you.
"From what I gathered, you are working towards your goal and will achieve and gain what you desire" Explained Hiromu. You smiled and felt a buzz of excitement at hearing that.
"You mean those tickets to my favourite band I've been saving and working up to get? I know I'm almost to my goal for the money to buy the tickets for us" You Replied.
"That could be it!" Smiled Hiromu and you both shared a chuckle together as the leaves fell outside your cosy little Tokyo home.
But what happened next was even more spooky and almost magical!
Hiromu did indeed, win a championship belt after a hard match. And at your work, you recently got promoted and earned a big fat raise that allowed you to buy the tickets to your favourite band's concert.
You and Hiromu decided to every now and then to try out some tarot card readings. 9 out of 10, the cards revealed themselves and the things the cards spoke of had come true strangely.
Maybe with more practice and more readings, you guys hoped that you'd both become tarot card reading experts!
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Sorry again for the short story! Hope you liked the small little drabble to warm you up for the next story! Again I apologise for not posting this yesterday but as I explained, I was away.
Hopefully you like this story and the next! Thank you!
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nahmooste · 6 years
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Why We Lose, pt. 5
pairing: Tetsuya Naito / Female OC / Hiromu Takahashi warnings: smut, gagging, v nsfw a/n: yeah, look... i thought this was gonna be the last part but it turns out i need one more. sorry? tags: @wrestlingismyfavourite @devittsbalor @fireangel1978 @laziestgirlintheworld @ghostofviper @onewingedgloria @littleblueghostspoon @narwhalneglect @princesstoniii @keltic-goddess
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part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, masterlist
There are rose petals scattered across the floor when she returns home from work one evening, her husband sitting at the table with champagne on ice and two flutes with strawberries impaled on the side of the glasses. He’s dressed in a dark red suit and holds a rose in one hand.
Hena regards Naito for a long moment before letting her bag slide of her shoulder and kicking off her shoes. “Are we celebrating something, Tetsuya?”
“Nothing in particular,” he replies. Standing from his chair, Naito approaches her with the flower extended, an offering he wants her to accept. “Tonight is just… closure, you could say.”
While Hena does accept the rose from him, her confusion is still evident. It’s been weeks since everything had exploded and their marriage has returned to some kind of normalcy, but something shifts uneasy in Hena when she looks at her husband now. “What do you mean ‘closure’?”
“Nothing bad, I promise. Just the end to this mess, maybe a start to something else.”
He’s talking in riddles. It’s nothing that Hena hasn’t dealt with before when he’s tried surprising her with something, but he’s also never worn the suit that he’s wearing under this roof.
She lets him guide her to the dining table, pour her a glass of the champagne, and she drink it carefully as she watches Naito. Soft music plays in the background and, had she not gone through that night all those weeks ago, she may have relaxed into the atmosphere. A scented candle burns in the space between them and very quickly Hena’s glass is finished.
“Nervous, my love?”
“Should I be?”
Naito smirks at her, his eyes unreadable. “Not at all.”
Is he lying?
After her third glass of champagne, where the bubbles are starting to float through her bloodstream and make her head giddy, Tetsuya takes her hand and directs her into their bedroom. There are more candles in here— one on either side of the bed, and more rose petals scattered around the floor. But her eyes remain firmly on the bed, anxiety beginning to build in her body.
“Tetsuya—“
“Shhh,” he hushes her, hand smoothing curled hair away from her neck. He stands behind her with heavy hands on her shoulders, teases a kiss on her exposed skin like he isn’t about to introduce something sinister to their sex life.
Hena lets him undress her. He slides his hands under her shirt and slowly lifts it over her head. Each newly exposed inch of her spine is subject to his mouth as he kisses his way up her back, and he does the same with her thighs when he pulls the pencil skirt from her waist. Naito is so soft with her that goosebumps raise over her skin, her lips parted, and then Naito is in front of her with his hands either side of her neck, kisses her so slow and sensually that Hena’s toes are curling in want.
When he pulls away from her, she’s staring up at him with wide eyes and red cheeks and glistening mouth and Naito pauses for a second, runs a thumb across her bottom lip. “Trust me,” he says lowly.
She nods at him.
Reaching behind him and towards the bed, Tetsuya grabs one of the contraptions and looks at it for a moment before staring back at her. “Open your mouth.” Hena opens her mouth obediently and without hesitation, Naito pushes a gag between her teeth and lips, fastens the strap at the back of her head. The way Naito stares at her… how his hand lifts to curl around her neck threateningly without squeezing… she’s completely at his mercy, and her panties are already soaked.
He grabs something else resting on the bed, feels the material between his fingers before turning back to her. “Wrists,” he says, and she offers them already pressing together. He wraps the cloth around her wrists and gives it a tug for good measure, lets her fall into his body when the strength of it sends her off balance. “Good,” he murmurs, more to himself than her.
But with what he says next, Hena’s heart plunges into her stomach, makes her take a step back from him. “Hiromu, you can come in.”
She stares at her husband with wide eyes and her breathing picks up when she realises how helpless she’s just become. She has no hands to hit with, not mouth to spit words with, and it’s exactly what her husband wanted. She’s fallen right into his trap like a moth to a flame.
Footsteps echo through their apartment. “Amazing, Naito-san! You did all of this for me?!”
Naito grins. His stormy eyes don’t once leave hers. “Do you like it?”
“Of course!” Hiromu replies, rounding the corner of their room. She sees him stop short from the corner of her eye. “Naito-san… this is the present you were talking about?”
Heat settles into her cheeks and for what feels like the hundredth time already, Hena tests the restraints. Her glare only makes Naito smile.
“Beautiful, no?”
Hiromu hums in appreciation and closes the distance between them, ghosts his mouth over her shoulder and arm until she flinches away from him, and then from under his lashes, Hiromu grins up at her. His hands are clasped behind his back like he’s inspecting a piece of artwork. “She seems nervous, Naito-san… always so nervous around me. Do I make you uncomfortable, Hena-chan?”
His grin only widens at her silence. He trails his hand up the inside of her thigh and hooks his finger around the material of her underwear, and instead of pushing them down, he pulls them up so they’re taut through her folds. His teeth are there a second later, softly biting at her skin, and Hena’s body jolts with the feeling of it.
“Should we move to the bed, Naito-san?” He asks, eyes dark as he stares up at her through his bangs.
Tetsuya smirks and together they move her onto the bed so that she’s on her back, legs spread wide. She doesn’t notice that Naito’s moved to stand by the door until it’s too late, and she wants to call out her husband’s name, but the sound is muffled around the gag.
And then the only thing that she can see is Hiromu. His childlike grin is a contradiction to the sin in the eyes. He kisses the gag and shifts his way down her body until he’s buried his face between her thighs. Shifting the material out of the way, Hiromu presses his tongue flat against her clit, huffs out a laugh at the way Hena arches into the movement. His tongue trails the line of her folds and he pushes it beneath, plunges it into her so quickly that Hena moans with how it feels. Her hands grab at the mess of his hair, twist through the messy curls until her nails are at his scalp.
Hiromu licks and sucks at her until she’s almost yelling, begging for something more, and Hiromu’s grip on her waist tightens as he flips her over, knees and elbows pressing into the bed. She hears the sound of a belt coming undone and then Hiromu is positioning himself against her.
“Naito-san… can I? Can I please?”
“Of course, Hiromu.”
He pushes into her slowly, and Hena moans in bliss at something finally being inside her. He moves gently at first and draws his sharp fingernails down her back, scratches her skin so that red welts stare back at him. And then he picks up his speed, goes so quick that her hair is bouncing to and fro with each thrust.
A weight dips on the bed and when Hena opens her eyes, Tetsuya is laying down on the bed in front of her, fist under his chin, and he watches the way her eyebrows pull in a mix of pleasure and pain, the way her entire body is jerked forward with each of Hiromu’s thrusts. “He feels good, doesn’t he?” Naito asks, smirk on his mouth. “Thick in all the right places… does he feel anything like me?”
Hena shakes her head as much as she can, cries out when Hiromu slaps a hand down on her ass.
“I’m going to take the gag off. The only thing you’re going to do is beg Hiromu to make you come. Do you understand?”
She nods at him and in seconds, the gag is hanging around her throat. And she begs— “please, please, please” until Hiromu drops one of his hands to her clit, presses down and circles until Hena’s body is tensing around him, and she comes biting into the skin of her arm to stop from screaming.
Above her, Hiromu hisses and pulls out, comes over her ass and the back of her thighs with a grunt and a swear.
Silence surrounds the three of them, even though both she and Hiromu are gasping for breath. “Naito-san… may I?”
She doesn’t know what he’s asking for, but her husband nods and then the smaller man is pulling her up until she’s in his arms. He stares at her with that same dark expression, but his face is blissful, and then he kisses her with lips so soft it’s almost unreal. His tongue presses against hers and she can taste herself on him, and then as quick as he’s there he’s gone, standing up and redoing his pants. Though she’s close to naked and completely ruined, Hiromu looks like he’s stepped from an ad.
“Thank you, Naito-san.”
He turns around and walks out just like that, and she doesn’t feel the bed move until Naito wraps his arms around her body, one squeezing her breast and the other sinking between her thighs, and Hena jerks in shock.
“This is not punishment, Hena… think of it as a gift,” Tetsuya whispers into her ear. “And now you can give me something, too.”
Hena doesn’t protest as Naito takes her body for his own, retaking his claim on her even though she was never anyone else’s. He fucks her gentle, caresses each part of her body until she’s writing under him for release, and he denies it until he’s ready to come.
In the morning when Hena wakes up, Naito isn’t there. A note on the bed from him is the only trace he ever slept beside her.
Watch me wrestle tonight it says, and there’s a backstage pass on the bedside table. Even more to her shock, he tells her to wear red. Hena finds a smirk curling her face, and she knows exactly what it is her husband wants to achieve. She should feel like she’s being paraded around, but instead… instead she feels pride swell in her chest.
This is the reason she married Tetsuya. Tonight? Tonight they were going to have some fun.
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zackmephisto · 4 years
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part two of a series i didn’t even realize i was gonna write is UP motherfuckers 
if you like despy/hiromu angst and also p-rn then BOY do i have the fic for you!!!!
if you were church, i’d get on my knees
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fanfics4thewin · 6 years
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Lucky Girl
A short one-shot I had in my head for a while. I might develop it into a longer ongoing story in the future :) I’m also terrible at coming up with names for my stories! Hope you enjoy ^^  
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It was 2am and you had just arrived home. You were in Osaka the last few days visiting family. You were hoping to be home much earlier and away from your family faster, however your family always found a way to keep you with them. This resulted in you missing your train home and having to get a later one. You weren’t at all pleased. You took off your shoes, dropped your bags, locked the door and headed straight to the bedroom. You opened the door slowly as not to wake anyone. You slipped inside easily and shut the door behind you. The bedside lamp was left on and illuminated the two figures in the bed. Your heart melted at the sight of Naito lying in the middle of the bed with Hiromu lying on his chest with Daryl under his arm. You can’t believe you got so lucky to have these two wonderful men in your life. You never in your wildest dreams thought you would end up with two boyfriends. You had been with Naito for about 5 years now. Everyone knew you two were together, what people didn’t know was that you were also dating Hiromu bar the rest of LIJ. You felt bad about keeping the fact Hiromu was your boyfriend too a secret. Hiromu was okay with it as it isn’t something that is really accepted. You always tried your best to show little  signs of affection to Hiromu when you were in public. You were always afraid he would feel left out in the relationship. It has all been 9 months since he joined the relationship. He along with Naito always reassured you that Hiromu felt included and was very happy in this relationship. He actually enjoys being yourself and Naito’s little secret. You were very surprised when Naito suggested you both start dating Hiromu. Naito was always very protective of you and didn’t like to share you. He hated other men looking at you so him suggesting you date another man shocked you.
“I know you’re attracted to him. I see the way you look at him.” Naito said.
“I don’t look……” You started.
“Y/N, it’s okay I know you wouldn’t act on your feelings and cheat on me. People still find other people attractive when they are in relationships. It’s normal. Truth be told I find Hiro very attractive too. I just thought he would be a nice addition to our family! I already talked to him about it and he’s excited.”
That’s how your relationship started. It was a bit weird at the start. Hiromu wasn’t in LIJ that long so you didn’t know him as well as the others. It took a bit of getting use to for yourself and Naito especially seeing the other kiss and cuddle Hiromu. Even though you were all dating each other there was still a feeling of jealously. However that all faded fairly quickly once you found a good flow. Plus the sex was amazing. You and Naito always had a great sex life but Hiromu added so much more into the mix. You were brought out of your thoughts by a sleepy voice calling your name.
“Y/N? When did you get home?” Naito asked and began to sit up in the bed. This action caused Hiromu to also wake.
“You’re home!” Hiromu exclaimed half sleep. “I missed you a lot.”
“Sorry sweeties, I didn’t mean to wake you two.” You said. ‘I missed you guys a lot too. It’s so nice to be home. I’ll tell you guys about my trip in the morning. Right now all I want to do is fall asleep cuddling my two favourite men.”
“What about Daryl?!”
“Sorry Hiro, I mean my three favourite men.” You giggled.
You quickly changed into your pj’s and climbed into bed. Hiromu moved away from Naito to allow space for you as you always slept in the middle. You gave both men a kiss before lying on Naito’s chest with Hiromu wrapping his arms around your waist and falling asleep. You couldn’t think of a better way to drift off to sleep.
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iamanhonestmess · 6 years
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Secret
Not sure what this can be considered. Fluff/Angst/maybe a bit of both? I don't know.
Pairing: Hiromu Takahashi/OC
Thank you @ghostofviper for inspiring me to write this with your own truly amazing fics!
So this being my first ever thing written related to NJPW period, excuse me while I go run and hide. Hopefully it's not horrible.
Freya was surprised she had managed to keep her secret for the entire time that she'd been working (well arguing and being annoyed) with LIJ. If anyone were to find out she would've bet almost anything on it being one of them and that it would've already been out. But luckily she'd kept it to herself. Not that her particular secret would've even been one any of them cared about. It wasn't a juicy secret they could necessarily blackmail her with to get what they wanted. All was good. Her secret was still safe.
Until now.
All it had taken was a broken strap at the worst time, sending the contents of her purse cascading to the floor. If that wasn't bad enough, it happened right in front of Hiromu. Which normally wouldn't have been such a bad thing... if he hadn't decided to be nice and help her pick up everything. Of all times he had to do something nice for her, why now? Where were the others when you needed them around? No way would Hiromu help her if they were around. He wouldn't want to send them the wrong message. Especially considering they'd all spent the past two months trying to push her to her breaking point so she would quit.
"What are those?" he asked, zeroing in on the one thing Freya didn't want him to the most.
Freya reached out to retrieve the object, but Hiromu was quicker.
"Why do you have pills?" he wondered, turning the bottle in his hands, reading the labels.
Freya shrugged. "Nothing," she said, trying to grab it from him.
He pulled his hand back farther, shaking his head. "Tell me what they are for, first."
Sighing, Freya immediately told him what he wanted to know. She was ready to get her stuff back and go find a quiet place to curl into a ball and hide forever. "They're anti-depressants."
His eyes narrowed. "You're depressed?"
"Ever since my teen years," she told him, reaching for the bottle again. "Not that you care."
Hiromu paused mid way of giving her the bottle. "How would you know?"
Freya rolled her eyes. "Seriously? Have you forgotten the way you and your brothers have been treating me ever since I started working with you?"
"Doesn't mean I don't care."
"Oh, please." Freya scoffed. "Are you honestly going to tell me this is like grade school where the boy likes the girl and pulls her pigtails and antagonizes her because he doesn't know how else to tell her he likes her?"
"What if I did?"
Freya bellowed. "I would probably slap you and then say that you are definitely playing a trick on me. I've seen you with many women, playing the same mind games with each of them. So sorry if I find it hard to believe that you actually like me," she answered. "Oh, and then I'd quit because Naito would want to hurt me for slapping you."
"People can surprise you," he told her. "I wouldn't tell Naito."
Well, he was right about that if he really wouldn't tell Naito if that happened. A definite surprise there. Freya just didn't know whether she was buying what he was selling.
"Can I have my pills, please?" she asked instead of pressing the conversation further.
Without any hesitation, he gave them to her and stood up.
"I mean what I said, no one would or will know about any of this conversation. Only us. Maybe then you'll believe me."
With those parting words, he turned and sauntered down the hallway.
Freya was left kneeling there, surprised and confused by their entire encounter.
Later that day, she was even more surprised when she realized he truly did mean what he had said. He hadn't said a word to his brothers. Not a soul.
Her secret was still safe.
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littlebluespoon · 7 years
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MASTERLIST!
Wrestling Fics
Marty Scurll - Moving On
Minoru Suzuki - Surprised
Minoru Suzuki and Midnight Walks (would include)
Minoru Suzuki and Pregnancy (would include)
Bushi and Spa Days (would include)
Tama Tonga - Sleepover
Tetsuya Naito - “Don’t Cry”
Hiromu Takahashi - “Stop Interrupting Me”
Minoru Suzuki - “Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”
Hiromu Takahashi - “Stop being such a baby”
South Pacific Power Trip and Valet (would include)
Nick Jackson - “It’s not what it looks like”
EVIL - “Who hurt you?”
Minoru Suzuki and Dating (would include)
Taichi - “I Could So Kill You right Now!”
Hiromu Takahashi - “Why are you naked?”
Tetsuya Naito - “Are you going to talk to me?”
Matt Jackson - “I’m Tired of Being Your Secret”
Chuck Taylor and Dating (would include)
Minoru Suzuki - Whine (smut)
Matt Jackson - More than One Surprise?
Kota Ibushi - Drabble
Adam Page - Drabble
Jay Briscoe - Drabble
Zack Sabre Jr - Drabble
The Adventures of Hiromu Takahashi and The Cats - Part 1
Kazuchika Okada and You Having a Bad Day (would include)
Kazuchika Okada - Unlovable
Adam Page - Unburdened
Sanada and Evil - Drabbles
Evil - Drabble
Hiromu Takahashi - Hope
Minoru Suzuki and Tetsuya Naito - Pain
Jimmy Havoc - Broken Glass
Marty Scurll - Running
Tetsuya Naito - Tailspin
Kenny Omega - A Little Slice of Hell
Jimmy Havoc - Blood Thirst  Interlude
Kazuchika Okada - In The Wrong
El Desperado (Kyosuke Mikami) and Minoru Suzuki - Busy Night
Nick Jackson - You Won
Minoru Suzuki (With Zack Sabre jr and El Desperado) - Home Safe
Home Safe Alternate Ending
Bushi and El Desperado - Masked Mischief 
Naughty Hearts Are Fickle 
Chuck Taylor - Naughty
Trent Baretta - Affairs of The Heart (sequel to Naughty)
Chuck Taylor - Painful Heart (sequel to Affairs of The Heart)
Chuck Taylor - Revenge Sometimes Hurts (sequel to Painful Heart)
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jay-fabe7712 · 7 years
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the cat’s cradle
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Summary: lovely, self-indulgent farce.
A/N: So here is a random crossover I wrote about two weeks ago and finally built up the courage to post. Just another creation borne from one to many ‘what if’s on my part. Enjoy.
“This damn thing isn’t dead yet?!”
Commentators and audience members alike jumped at Bad Luck Fale’s bellowed words.
All eyes were on the Underboss as he loped over to the commentators table, but his eyes were zeroed in on the black and white plush cat staring passively at the action in the ring.
Fale spared a glance over at the cat’s fiery-haired owner, who was currently kicking out of a pin attempt by Chase Owens. By the time Evil noticed the big man inching closer to the animal, Fale’s arm was already extended out to snatch it.
“Hey!” The high-pitched shrill cut through the scene like the scratch of a record. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Alicia Fox, who had been oscillating between taunting Don Callis, playing with the lapels of Milano’s suit jacket, and slamming her hand against the canvas in support of her LIJ stablemates, stomped over to the scene.
Fale turned around with Daryl clutched in his fist and raised an eyebrow at the woman glaring up at him.
“I said what. do. you. think. you’re. doing?!” Alicia jabbed an azure-painted fingernail into his chest with each word.
Fale’s first instinct was to bat her out of the way, rip the stupid cat to shreds again and get back to the match but he never got the chance. Before he could react, Alicia snatched Daryl and held the animal securely to her chest as Evil landed a devastating blow to the back of Fale’s head.
That moment was the turning point in the match that led to a win for Los Ingobernables de Japon.
Hiromu made a beeline for Daryl as soon as Evil got the pin on Fale. The beloved kitty was transferred from one gentle pair of arms to another, all the while Alicia reassuring her friend, “He’s okay. He’s okay. He’s okay.”
After Hiromu had made sure for himself that his plush companion was unharmed, he smiled wide at Alicia and used the back of the hand that wasn’t holding Daryl to stroke her hair. His hand trailed over the blue cat-eared headband she had taken to wearing since joining the stable.
She beamed back at him and giggled.
The two of them slid into the ring to join Evil. Alicia clapped loudly as Marty Asami raised the duo’s hands in victory.
Then, Alicia and Hiromu slid out of the ring, chatting animatedly with Daryl as well as each other. Meanwhile, Evil collected their forgotten jackets, one graffiti-coated leather and the other a leopard-print fur, with a shake of his head and an almost imperceptible smile.
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kikisobsessions · 7 years
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Does anyone have links to NJPW fanfiction? Specifically ones about Los Ingobernables de Japon. Would really appreciate it :D
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werepuphowl · 5 years
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Get To Know Me Tag
Tagged by: @themagpieisland
Rule: Answer questions and tag the people you want to get to know better.
(If you believe that your zodiac and ascendant signs describes your personality)
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius sun+moon
Ascendant Sign: Aquarius 
Languages you are speaking/learning and/or want to learn: English in my main language and I can speak very little Spanish. I would love to learn it more thoroughly.
Movie/TV show genre preference: I like cartoons xD I am 24 years old and I greatly enjoy watching cartoons and anime. Of course I also like baking and cooking shows like Great British Bake-Off,Cupcake Wars, Kitchen Nightmares, and the likes. I’m willing to watch just about anything,honestly. It’s just a matter of do I have the time or the attention span. 
Book genre: I LOVE books!! I have a large library in my house filled with all kinds! I don’t really have a favorite genre cause I mostly just care about the characters and the plot. I do prefer non-fiction and I like worlds built around magic and fantasy but like tv, I’m willing to read almost anything! 
Comics/Manga: Ok, manga takes up a large chunk of my library and I have a box of comics in my closet lol. I prefer DC Comics to Marvel and I like Shonen manga. My favorite comic series is actually Empowered by Adam Warren.
Fanfiction genre: One-shots and smuts. I don’t really read fanfictions much. Never on the computer and it hurts my eyes to read that much text on my phone. 
Favorite Authors: Adam Warren, V.C.Andrews, C.S. Lewis, Hiromu Arakawa, and Rumiko Takahashi.
Game Genre: I like fighting games the best! I play Kingdom Hearts, Tales Of series, Monster Prom and a few others I can’t think of xD but I will admit, I’m not the biggest gamer.
Fandoms you are in: Disney is my biggest one. I’m kinda all over the place. It would honestly be easier to ask me if I like something then for me to try and list everything xD I do also really like Ever After High, Monster High, and Harry Potter.
Favorite Characters in your Fandoms: Dexter Charming, Darling Charming, Duchess Swan, Ron Weasley, Nymphadora Tonks, Remus Lupin, Cleo de Nile, Lagonna Blue, and waayyy too many to try and name in Disney. 
The Ships that you ship in your Fandom: Darling x Apple, Dexter x Hunter, and Shank x Yesss.
The Fandoms that you were into but now you find it embarrassing: NONE. 
Movie/Book Quotes that you say irl: “Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia.” “Don’t let the muggles get you down.” 
Tagging: whomever wants to! 
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quietduna · 6 years
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My #artvshero :_) I’ve been thinking about this for a while. What do you think? Can you see these styles on my art? (I think its quite obvious XD)
Tajima Minato, Nanoka, Nobuteru Yuuki and Alphonse Mucha have been my biggest references since 2011 for anatomy and composition. Tajima Minato and Nanoka have helped me to develop my style by trying to imitate theirs at first.
Rumiko Takahashi has been such a big inspiration, as one of my first ever comics/doujins was precisely about Ranma 1/2 (an illustrated fanfiction), because of her way of telling stories and character development. Same for Kentaro Miura. His style is absolute perfection and I don’t even intend to try. But character development in Berserk is amazing. Same for Hiromu Arakawa (FMA), one of the best character development I’ve ever read, but Kentaro and Rumiko came first into my life :_)
Ryoko Ikeda and CLAMP have been also my inspirations for storytelling, specially for pages distribution and composition :) Dramatic poses and situations, indeed.
I was going to add Nobuhiro Watsuki but I think I was more inspired but these bunch of amazing artists. 
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harukaphoenix · 7 years
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I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the news today. I am in deep shock at this guys. I saw this on my Facebook account. The manga author of Rurouni Kenshin/Samurai X has been charged with child pornography. 
Here’s the link of the story.
For those who don’t know, Nobuhiro Watsuki is well known for his work Rurouni Kenshin/Samurai X, a shonen manga that was part of a weekly shonen magazine. 
Nobuhiro Watsuki is one of my favorite manga artists out there besides Rumiko Takahashi and Hiromu Arakawa. I thought he had a good heart. His actions really sickened me, seeing how he freely admitted liking young girls really makes me uncomfortable.
Whatever the case may be, it’s wrong. Possessing child porngraphy is wrong end of story.
Rurouni Kenshin/Samurai X was the one of the popular 90′s anime along with Sailor Moon and Yu Yu Hakusho.
Both anime and manga has served an escape for many fans in fact, I’d watch the anime and read the manga get out of my depression. The anime intro makes me feel safe and happy. Kenshin Himura is one of my favorite characters along with Bumblebee and Allen Walker (D Gray Man). Kenshin himself has a large spectrum of morality. 
The manga will be on hiatus and it’s possible it may be cancelled in the future.
I lost all my respect to Watsuki, I feel heartbroken. A lot of fans won’t even look at Rurouni Kenshin the same again because the series was created by a perverted monster.
Please don’t feel bad if you’re going to stop watching or read Rurouni Kenshin. It’s your decision. Yes you can still like the series, create fanart, write fanfictions. But please don’t bash others or post nasty comments who still like Rurouni Kenshin or plan to watch or read it.
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nahmooste · 7 years
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You’ve Got Me
prompt; #7: “But you’ve already got me”
requested by: @xiuhanforthewin pairing: Hiromu Takahashi / Female OC warnings: fluff a/n: it’s sooo super short but i struggled with this big time, only because i wanted to make sure i did heartbreakingly earnest Hiromu justice. props to @breadclubrising for letting me discuss my Hiromu thoughts lmao tags: @wrestlingismyfavourite @devittsbalor @fireangel1978 @laziestgirlintheworld @vipervenomisgoodforyou @onewingedgloria @littlebluespoon @narwhalneglect @princesstoniii
When she wakes with a scream, Hiromu is shocked into a state of awareness. He’s been drooling into the pillow, his mouth wet as the material he’s sleeping on, and Daryl is curled into his chest the way that Pipa was curled into his back.
It takes him a long second to comprehend what’s just happened, but then he’s flinging the sheets from his body and spinning and he gets so caught up in trying to turn around that he probably whacks Daryl in the face more times than he’d care to admit— but he’s half upright now and facing Pipa, his Pipa, who has tears streaming down her face and her hand pressed over her mouth.
“Pipa?” Hiromi asks, and he can feel the dread settling into his body because no, no, his Pipa will not feel like this even if it is from a stupid dream. “Pipa-chan, what’s wrong?”
“It’s okay, it’s fine, I just had a bad dream—“
Hiromu doesn’t believe that she’s fine. “But you’re crying!”
“Am I?”
He frowns and drags his thumb under her eye before thrusting the glistening tear in her face. “Tears. You’re not okay, Pipa-chan, tell me what’s wrong and let me help you.”
“Hiromu, please…” when Hiromu only frowns harder, Pipa rolls her eyes at him. “I had a bad dream, okay? I had a dream that I was all alone while my parents were in a car crash and I couldn’t get to them in time. It was a bad dream, Hiromu, that’s all… can we please go back to sleep?”
Hiromu shakes his head at her. “No.”
Instead of letting Pipa go back into her bad dream, Hiromu grabs Daryl from behind him and presses him firmly into Pipa’s chest, tries to ignore the look she gets on her face because he knows, he knows that even if she doesn’t understand how important Daryl is, Daryl understands how important Pipa-chan is to him.
“Daryl will make sure the dreams don’t come back,” he tells her confidently. “Your parents won’t die and you won’t be alone. You’ve got Daryl to make sure of it. But you’ve already got me, so I don’t know why you’d be alone.”
When Pipa just stares at him for a moment longer, Hiromu lets a wide grin spread across his face. He knows it’s infectious to her. And, soon enough, she’s grinning back at him. “I’ve already got you,” Pipa repeats him, nodding to herself.  She looks at him a little hopeful, bashful even. “Hold me?”
Hiromu’s smile almost splits his face.
(When the bad dream doesn’t come back, Pipa says that it was because of him. Hiromu thinks it’s because of Daryl, and promises to give his friend a proper thank you later.)
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destinodejapon · 7 years
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Blog is OPEN!
Hi guys, it’s Matisse. I finally opened my blog and am currently accepting requests for NJPW guys on here so feel free to start requesting! There’s not a lot of people doing requests on here so I figured I do my part and contribute. Here are some other blogs that I know also write for NJPW guys
@wrestlingismyfavourite @vipervenomisgoodforyou @littlebluespoon @suzukisgun @oreillyskyle @kazuchika @
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nyeko-sama-0-blog · 6 years
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Introduction
こんにちは〜
Welcome to my small book of imagines and oneshots for Los Ingobernables de Japon (ouo)
Feel free to request some imagines or oneshot ideas. I'm more to writing fluffy and cute fics.
You are the manager of Los Ingobernables de Japon. That's how you are close with them and see them often, almost everyday.
But for oneshots, you may or may not be their manager, it will be specified.
ごめんね, if my writings are not good... *bows*
But if they are, glad you enjoyed 😸
(Photos does not belong to me, it belongs to their respective owners)
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iamanhonestmess · 6 years
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So if I were to reblog a prompt list and ask for requests.... would anyone send me any?
Think I'll test it out. Reblogging a prompt list now.
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littlebluespoon · 7 years
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“Stop Being Such a Baby.”
Some more Hiromu Takahashi and a little bit of Daryl. This gets a little sad, I’m sorry. But I kinda think I like the dialogue in it. 
Anyways, requested by and anon!
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Evil found himself wandering the corridors of the venue for this evening’s show. No one had seen Hiromu in a few hours which was very unusual as he was usually always loud and easy to find.  As it was so unlike him, Naito had sent everyone out to look for their wayward brother. Bushi was in the car park, Sanada was checking the roof and Naito and he were checking the rest of the place, hoping to find Hiromu before the show started and someone else noticed he was gone.
Evil searched all the more populated corridors thinking that maybe Hiromu was just having a walk around before colliding with Bushi and Sanada,
“He’s not outside.”
“And he’s not on the roof.” Both men were breathless as they revealed their findings to their brother before shouting at Naito who had appeared from around a corner.
Evil knew what to look for when Naito was angry and every signal and alarm bell was ringing full blast as he approached,
“I found him. He’s in one of the cleaning cupboards towards the back entrance. We need to something, quickly.” It was never very clear what Naito was talking about when he was angry but given the recent circumstances Evil could guess.
They all ended up outside a door in an empty hallway, they had stopped seeing people about four turns back so it was no wonder why no one had found Hiromu.
“We knew that Fale killing Daryl would set him back but I didn’t think it would be this far. We need to do something fast before we really lose him.” Naito took a breath before opening the door and letting the others see their little brother.
“He’s just a stuffed toy. Stop being such a baby. He wasn’t real. Stop crying.” Hiromu lay curled in a ball with the remains of Daryl that had been collected by a Young Lion and handed to him. Even in the dark cupboard Evil could see the tear tracks across his face. Bushi was the first to make a move towards him, crouching slowly and clearly staying in his eye line so as not to scare him,
“You know cats have nine lives. That doesn’t mean that they escape death nine times because then that’s just nine escapes from death. They get reborn, a whole new body but because there’s a lot of people and a lot of cats sometime it takes them a little while to find their way back to the people they love.”
Bushi had managed to worm himself into the cupboard and under Hiromu, lifting him up and out where Evil took a hold of him and hugged him until the sobs slowed down and he was breathing normally.
“Is it true? What Bushi said, will he come back to me?” Evil looked at his little brother and smiled,
“When has Bushi ever been wrong?” He was wrong quite often but it did the job of putting a smile on Hiromu’s face.
“While we’re waiting for Daryl to come home, I say we plan a little revenge. No one hurts our little brother and gets away without paying.” Sanada already looked like he had a plan, “In fact, I even think we have some allies in this fight.” As he nodded to the other end of the hall the others turned to see Zack Sabre Jr and El Desperado coming their way.
“I think this little guy got lost.” Zack motioned for Desperado to open the box he was holding,
“Daryl!” Hiromu leaped from Evil’s arms and attatched himself to Zack and Desperado all while hugging Daryl and thanking them for bring him home.
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