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not it’s funny cause the instagram side of the BNA is like “ooh michiru and Shiloh’s are such a cute couple” and tumblr is like “d a d s h i r o u”

Got back into bna recently and forgot how much I love shirou

Kuro!

He's a very neat little guy <3

GUYS... GUYS HELP ME... IT'S THE WHITE HAIRED MFS NOW...

YOU CAN'T TELL ME YOU DON'T FIND AT LEAST ONE OF THEM FINE. AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE GOJO LIKE THAT. 😭😭

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I WILL GIVE YOU MY MONEY. TAKE MY MONEY. AND MY SOUL. AND MY HEART. MIGHT AS WELL TAKE MY ORGANS TOO. 😭💕

Why is he so underrated???

Also, he is the third wolf guy I have fallen for in 10 months in the same year, I'm starting to see a pattern.

Okay but why are we sleeping on Shirou Ogami? Have none of yall seen this man?

Everytime I watch this show I go just a little bit more feral when I see him.

Long Day

Genre; Fluff

Word Count; 0.8k

Warnings; None! Just hugs and cuddles

Pairing; Shirou Ogami x Reader

Hey everyone, this is my first Shirou x reader, hope I did him justice!

Masterlist

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You knew Shirou’s latest escapade had been far more serious than normal as soon as he walked through the door. The ever present bags under his eyes had turned a violent shade of purple, his brow more drawn than normal and a general feeling of exhaustion was hanging over his shoulders. To others, you reasoned, he probably looked the same as always. But then again, you weren’t ‘others’.

You dropped what you were doing immediately, a look of concern firmly across your features. Usually, either one or both of you and Michiru accompanied Shirou on these trips and it was looking like today was the time he could have used a friendly face, the one day you both opted out. The beastman strode past you and into his office, leaving the door ajar as a silent way of letting you know you could come in. You followed after him, gently closing the door behind you and walking over to your partner.

“What happened?” You asked him softly, trying to work out if he had been injured or was unwell. In response, he just turned around and tightly wrapped his arms around you, pulling your body into his. His head rested on top of yours and you hugged him in return, hands rubbing up and down his back. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, but it usually meant he was either hurt, stressed or both.

Shirou tended not to speak during these moments, instead just breathing in your scent and allowing his racing mind to slow and appreciate home, safe. You had that affect on him anyway; seeing you after work was something he thought about often when he would really rather be somewhere else. You closed your eyes as he gently kissed your hair, breath just tickling your forehead. You squeezed your arms and he released a contented sigh, before leaning down just a little to pick you up.

“Shirou-” You were silenced by a soft kiss before you could make any protest or say anything else and the wolf beastman simply carried you out of his office.

“Lay down with me?” He asked quietly, gaze quite stubbornly over your head and examining some non-existent detail on the opposite wall. You chuckled quietly as you nodded your head, holding onto his shoulders as he laid down with you still in his arms. You rolled over then rested your head against his shoulder, smiling as he held you close against him. You knew Shirou just needed some time to wind down and this was something you often did together, not that he would ever admit it. He enjoyed cuddling, liked the mutual feelings of trust and protection shared between you and appreciated not being expected to make conversation. This was far more meaningful anyway in his mind.

These moments were so different than his normal day to day life and he wished you could share more of them. This was something else he would never admit to, though he didn’t really need to. It was obvious to you that your partner looked to these times as a few moments of peace and sanity; you could practically feel the exhaustion radiating from inside him sometimes and you wanted nothing more than to get rid of it. He trusted you deeply and somehow you felt honoured that the great Silver Wolf felt you were worthy of that trust, that you wouldn’t betray it. If laying with you like this was enough to make him calm down and feel able to breath, you would cuddle with him forever.

Eventually, much as you tried, you ended up falling asleep. You were simply too warm and comfortable to keep your eyes open and even Shirou dozed off for a while, though only lightly. Michiru got back some time during your nap and in looking for the wolf beastman, happened to come across the two of you curled up together. She let out a silent ‘aww’ and grabbed her phone to get a picture, quickly putting it back in her pocket when your partner’s head snapped around to look at her. Somehow, even with you laying on his chest and his arms wrapped around you, he managed to look threatening - not that Michiru took any notice at this point - as he told her silently to be quiet because you were sleeping.

The tanuki walked away absolutely beaming. Shirou might seem all tough, but he was a softy at heart. And he was going to be teased endlessly for the fact that she had managed to get a picture of the two of you.

Shirou x Reader Coldest Night of the Year (Long Version)

Shirou awakens in the night to feel tremors coming from next to him. Opening one eye, he sees you shivering on the bed. Damn, he forgot that humans did not have a fur coat like he did. Both of you were under two blankets already, but it didn’t seem like enough. Shirou gets up to retrieve another blanket for you, but then he realizes that all of the other blankets were already taken. The coldest night of the year; he wasn’t going to deprive anyone of anything. He decides to make tea instead. When he returns to the room with the steaming teacups, an idea occurs to him.

His half of the blankets wasn’t being used. Shirou didn’t need it. The wolf man sets down the tea and picks up the edge of the blankets. Then, working carefully, he throws it over you, doubling up the folds and tucking in the corners. He waits and watches, but you’re still shivering. Finally, he places a hand on your shoulder and calls out your name.

“Hmmm?” you say groggily. “Shirou?”

“You’re shivering.”

“What? Oh, no. I’m…I’m fine.” You pat his hand to reassure him, but as soon as he feels your fingers, he pulls your hand towards him and clasps it between his palms.

“Don’t lie to me. Your hand feels like a sheet of ice.” Shirou sighs. “You can’t sleep like this. Worse, you might catch cold or pneumonia and then I would be…very displeased.” He gestures towards the teacups. “I made you tea. Drink some.”

You glance over at the nightstand, surprised to see two porcelain cups there. He even poured them into the special teacups, the ones with the Silver Wolf painted on them that you gave him for his birthday. You glance over at Shirou. He really was a considerate creature, despite his tough exterior. Gratefully, you reach for the tea, but your hands are shaking so badly that the teacups are rattling against their saucers. In an instant, you see Shirou kneeling beside you. He picks up a teacup and instructs you to sit up so he can help you drink it.

“I’m not an invalid,” you say, mock defiantly. “I can handle a cup of tea.”

“Your hands are shaking. I want the tea in your system, not in your lap.” You playfully swat at him, but he coolly dodges your fingers. His expression softens. “Just let me help you,” he states quietly. 

Obediently, you sit up and he lifts the teacup gently so you can drink. It’s a warm, rich tea, perfect for nights like this. Once you drink the whole cup, he sets it down and picks up the other one, bringing it towards your lips. You glare at him, but he stares back, unflinching. He knows you’ll give in. And you do. Once you finish the second cup, Shirou lifts your hand into his. Your shivering has subsided somewhat, but your skin still feels like a skating rink for the cold. The wolf man frowns.

“You’re still cold.”

“Yes, but I’m better now. I’m warmer.”

“Not as warm as I would like.” He presses your hand to his face and his nose twitches as he thinks for a moment.

“Shirou.”

“Hmm?”

“You don’t seem cold at all.”

“I’m a beastman,” he says, without opening his eyes. “I have a—” He breaks off suddenly. “I have an idea. Get back under the covers,” he orders.

You obey, then watch as he moves to the other side of the bed and slips in beside you.

“Come here,” he instructs, reaching out and pulling you toward him. You gladly scoot closer to him and by the time you make contact, you’re nestled against a soft mane of white fur. The fur tickles, but hey, it’s warm. You pull back to give him a kiss on the nose, but he misinterprets the gesture and suddenly stiffens.

“I’m sorry. I should have asked you first,” he blurts quickly. His voice is tense, nervous.

“What do you mean?”

Shirou glances away. “Not everyone is comfortable around a beastman. Especially a wolf. If my beast form bothers you, I can change back—”

“What makes you think I’m uncomfortable?”

Shirou’s ears perk up and he dares to look at you. Finally, he sighs. “When you touched my fur, you moved away. You probably weren’t expecting me to morph—”

He’s interrupted by your fingers, which have now laced themselves through his thick fur and pulled his face toward you. You plant a soft kiss on his nose. He stiffens again, then visibly relaxes beside you.

“I was going to kiss you, you dolt.”

“Oh,” he whines softly.

You release him and roll your eyes. “But not everyone is comfortable around a human. Especially an affectionate one. If my human form bothers you, I can change…oh, wait, I can’t.”

The wolf man emits a strange sound, something like a cross between a bark and a yelp. You glance at him and are surprised to see his body shaking. However, it did not seem to be from cold. Perhaps from…mirth? Was this his way of laughing?

“Humans have a sense of humor,” he chuckles.

“Of course we do,” you retort, crossing your arms. “We’re not all bloodthirsty killers.”

“Forgive me. I don’t have many…positive experiences with them.”

“You should get to know them better.”

“I will.” Shirou shifts in bed. “BUT…right now, I’m especially interested in this one.” Here, he reaches for your hands again and digs them into his fur. You need no explanation. The next few minutes pass in quiet bliss as you stroke Shirou’s fur and tickle his neck. The spell is only broken when Shirou whispers your name.

You open your eyes to find that Shirou is looking at you with no small expression of wonder. “You’re really okay with my beast form.”

You sigh and pull him towards you again. Then you tilt forward until your foreheads are touching. “Shirou. I’m not only okay with your beast form. I love your beast form. And your human form. I love you no matter what form you’re in. You could be a lump of coal and I’d still—”  

You feel Shirou freeze under your fingers. Then you realize that it’s the first time you’ve said those words out loud.

You want to smack yourself for your impulsiveness. I said it too soon, you realize with a sinking heart. Maybe he won’t notice? You think desperately. But it was too late. The words were said. The secret was out. Not that it was much of a secret. Michiru had been hounding you for days to fess up. Even Melissa and Gem grinned at each other whenever they saw you around Shirou. It was probably obvious to everyone but him. Well, now it’s not an open secret anymore. Now he knows.

Feeling self-conscious, you slowly remove your fingers from his fur and clamp them between your knees. You’re hoping to subtly slide away and pretend to be asleep. The wolf god was not fooled.

“Y/N,” he says quietly. You don’t respond. After a moment, you feel gentle claws slide down your arms and lift your hands out from under the covers. “If you think I’m going to let you slip away after that, you’re sorely mistaken.”

You open your eyes to see Shirou staring at you intensely. You know that you can’t wriggle your way out of this one.

“I didn’t mean to say it,” you state miserably, attempting to keep your voice steady. Shirou’s grip loosens, but he doesn’t let go completely. A long moment of silence passes.

“So you didn’t mean it,” Shirou says finally.

“No, I did mean it. I meant every word. I just didn’t mean to say it…so soon.”

“Why do you think it’s too soon?”

“Because…because we’re just starting out. And we’re taking it slow. And maybe you don’t feel the same way and I just ruined everything.”

Shirou kisses your forehead and envelopes you in a furry embrace. “If you think that what you said was going to ruin everything, then I don’t ever want you to stop. If you think that we’re just starting out and going too slow and your emotions are far ahead, then please destroy me at your leisure. Surely, this is a dream I’m having and when I wake, you will be gone and I will have nothing more than the elated aftertaste of the dream and the bitterness of you missing from beside me. But, for now, ruin me. I would love nothing more than to be utterly devastated by your words of confession.”

You take a deep breath. Maybe this was all a dream. In that case, you can be as free in your emotions as you want. So you sidle even closer to him and tangle yourself into his fur. Then you pour your heart out. “Shirou, my wild heart and shining soul, you cannot begin to fathom the extent of my feelings for you. It runs through my blood and warms my soul. It also makes me worry. And fear for you. I am thrown into panic whenever you are in danger, even if you are immortal, and I am flooded with relief when I am sure you are safe. You can reduce me to nothing with the lightest touch, the merest glance, the softest word, the tiniest gesture. Yet you also make me feel strong and electric and alive. How much do I love you? I love you to the deepest chambers of my heart and the weight of it is so much that my heart can hardly bear it. I long for your presence so achingly that I can barely keep myself together when you’re not around. You make me tremble and you make me still. You make me think of the future and you render me unable to think at all. If I loved you any more, I think I would dissolve altogether because my body could not longer contain it all. If I loved you any less, I would cease to exist because my love for you has become intertwined with the very essence of my being and I would unravel. I love you even more than these pathetic, futile words can express, but for now, this is all I have to offer you so I hope it is enough.”

You stop because you feel something wet trickle down your face. But…I’m not crying, am I? you think. Then you realize that the tears are not coming from you.

“Shirou!” you exclaim, alarmed. “What’s wrong?”

Shirou doesn’t bother wiping his tears. “Nothing is wrong. Nothing at all. How can anything be wrong right now?”

“Then why are you crying?”

“It’s just…I never imagined…” Shirou clears his throat, but when he speaks, his voice is still choked with emotion. “I find being thoroughly loved to be…thoroughly moving.”

“Well, you better get used to it,” you say. “Because I’m going to thoroughly love you every day.”

You both drift off to sleep like this. As sleep slowly overtakes you, an old poem comes to your mind, but your muddled brain scrambles it slightly:

“The cold is lovely, dark, and deep,

But I have my lover’s warmth to keep,

And Shirou to hold me while I sleep,

And Shirou to hold me while I sleep.” *** ***Author’s Note: For those of you who are unfamiliar, the last four lines are inspired by Robert Frost’s “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening”  from The Poetry of Robert Frost, edited by Edward Connery Lathem. Copyright 1923, © 1969 by Henry Holt and Company, Inc., renewed 1951, by Robert Frost.

Shirou Ogami X F!Human!Reader: On the Hunt (Slight NSFW)

Warning: Primal Play in case it's not your thing but if it isn't, why are you here 👀

You had to pick up your feet. Your time was limited and you had to get there as fast as possible before it ran out. Glancing at your phone, your timer read 10 seconds. Your headstart was about to end.

You darted into the nearest alleyway, taking it as a shortcut to your destination. You came out on the other side.

9

You stopped to flash your ID at the man standing at the door.

8

You ran through the doors and made your way to the stairs, not having time for the elevator.

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You bust through the doors of your office and dive under your desk, fitting yourself in the space.

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You froze as the time ran out. You just spent the last half hour running through Anima City to come back right where it all started. Of course, you were careful to not pass by Shirou. The man stood at the front of the building while you ran through the city, wasting your time to spread your scent and slip in through the back of the building.

You hoped the many times you ran the same crossways and streets in all directions to attempt confusion worked. If not, all your running had been for nothing.

You sat for a good fifteen minutes, spending the time getting your heart rate back to normal. Despite that, you still had the bubbling excitement in your stomach knowing he'd be there any moment. You squirmed at the thought.

It was interrupted by the sound of your door opening. The click of his shoes could be heard as he neared the desk.

"I wonder where she is...?" He says tauntingly.

You hear his claws drag along the desk as he walks around. You press yourself further into the small space. He comes to a stop.

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The giant wolf muzzle peaks around and he sniffs, a clear bluff as you know he already has you. He opens his mouth a little, drawing his lips back in a silent growl.

In one quick movement he's snarling and growling at you, pulling you from under the desk by your leg. He moves to grip at your hips as he lifts you up and onto his hip like a toddler.

Your hands grip at the fur around his neck and shoulders.

"Got you, my little one."

You squeak as he throws you onto the couch you have set up. He partially hovers, nose pressed against your panties, snout covered by your skirt. The claws of one hand dig into your side as he keeps you presses down. He takes his other hand and helps you lift your hips up in order for his teeth to snag the band of your panties.

He tears them off with one motion of his head and he leans up, staring you down, the fabric hanging from his mouth. He spits them off to the side and leans back down, nosing at your wet cunt.

You feel his long tongue lap at your entrance, catching the juices that had leaked. He runs it to your clit, pushing harder at it. The feeling leaves.

He chuckles and flips your skirt up with his muzzle. "I wanna make sure you can watch me eat you, my prey."

I swear I don’t have a thing for wolves 😭

Assassination gone wrong

(Parody from Makima's iconic page in Chainsaw man chapter 26)

Waiting patiently for someone to start writing them BNA NSFW fanfics with my boiii Shirou 😉😉

I mean just look at him he’s fine as hell 😍😍

shirou x michiru shippers log tf off you saw a high schooler pining after her gf and decided to ship her with a literal 1000 year old man

“Michiru, I don’t know what Jojo is”

I revisited BNA and whoo boy this guy

Goth grandpa 😳

Shirou ogami with magiktech armor