them seeing you for the first time // fire force headcanon
pairings: agender!hibana x black gnc plus-size reader & agender!benimaru x black gnc plus-size reader
{mdni/f}
a/n: dese my faves so most fire force imagines/headcanons gon pertain to dem…reader=oc bc i shan’t type (yn) we gotta have substance thank yewww. as always the ocs have a lil background to dem. i loveeee maki and hinawa they otw sewn. my eyes + mind don’t apply gender like det to cartoon characters seww,,,enjoy🧌might be proofread perhapn’t
hibana
ime never associated theirself with any infrastructures seeing as their ability to have so much control over individuals propped the people of tokyo up to be puppets
they knew of the white-clad and evangelist, keeping their abilities hidden. one slip-up and they would have to fight that entire factor and more
however the rapid and random appearances of infernals tested them each and every day
on a particular day while on a leisure walk, ime heard the recognizable wails of a human turning into an infernal in an alleyway, eyes flitting to the direction it came from
not even a second later, an individual behind them burst in flames as well, falling to the ground in agony as the flesh burned off
it was hell on earth—the fire, screams, souls no longer tied to an earthly vessel
ime didn’t associate with the fire force, holy sol temple, or haijima. but they did associate theirself with the people affected by the appearance and action of infernals
the accumulation of infernals in the area put ime into gear, their dark brown irises disappearing to only show the white of their eyes glowing
an infernal clamped onto ime, arms wrapping around their body.
the creature was turned to dust from the single touch
a white flame flickered inside ime’s body, growing to an unimaginable temperature
checking their surroundings, they saw most of the people had left the premises
company five made their arrival a couple seconds after the infernal was put down
the focal point of the fires were located near ime, making the vehicles turn down the street where they stood
a beam of a white flame emitted from ime’s mouth, mowing down a good portion of the internals coming their way
“and who is that?” hibana inquired, their interest piqued immediately
the lack of fireproof gear and proximity to the creatures either proved an unpowered civilian’s stupidity or posed the immense power of a pyrokinetic teetering the line between idiocy and bravery
either way, hibana wanted them cleared from the grounds immediately
“not sure captain. i’ve never seen them before,” tokuyama replied, bringing the vehicle to a halt. “what should we do?”
hibana was unresponsive, petal pupils enlarging. fascination etched itself into their features
ime finished off the rest of the infernals on the block using hand to hand combat. their hits never connected due to the overwhelming heat of their body dissipating the infernals’ vessels instantly
“captain hibana?” tokuyama repeated, concern growing. “we should act now. more infernals were reported across the town.”
blinking theirself from the trance, hibana spoke, “take the squad down the parallel streets and take out any infernals you see. make sure the civilians are evacuating correctly. don't let them get in a frenzy and make things worse.” they opened the passenger door and stepped out, heels clacking against the ground.
“captain, what about you? i know you love your research but approaching pyros you know nothing about is very different from capturing an infernal”
“lieutenant, i believe i gave you orders.” hibana shot a glare at the man. “do you need to be disciplined in the middle of an emergency?”
tokuyama diverted his gaze. “...no. sorry captain. we will secure the streets immediately.” face reddening, the soldier pulled off, leading the rest of the squad to the other roads
hibana continued their strut towards ime, confidence wafting from them with every step
sensing the approaching human energy source, ime dampened their own inner flame, reducing the heat they were emitting.
one look at the fire force garment worn and irritation swelled up
they walked past hibana without a word, searching for any more infernals wandering the area
the captain fell flush with embarrassment then quickly gathered theirself reaching out their fan and tapping ime’s shoulder
“excuse me. any particular reason you aren’t in uniform? which company do you belong to?” hibana probed, eyes shamelessly scanning the broad full-figured individual
ime turned around, making hibana’s confidence resurface for a moment before the captain set their eyes on the individual
piercings were centered in the middle of their shaven brows as well as a single stud in the center of their bottom lip. the bridge of their nose was adorned with a jewel too
a hardened expression contorted ime’s face, a small scowl and dark eyes directed at hibana
yeah….the words hibana were going to say got swept the hell away
there was this aura that flowed from ime and caressed hibana’s entire psyche and gently brought them to their knees—mentally—with no hesitation
okay bc hibana x tsundere dom byeeeeee these niggas would be too much
“i wouldn’t let myself belong to a company, that unhinged cult, or those engineering shitheads at haijiima even if my fucken life depended on it,” was ime’s response, voice modulated and low
hibana was stuck between finding the reply arousing and disrespectful, the two emotions tussling wildly as they stared at ime, trying their best to sustain their supreme demeanor
“well then…well then you-” hibana’s mind struggled to form a sentence under ime’s unwavering glare. “get out of the area. our squad can handle it. you’re just a civilian and you need to evacuate,” they demanded, proud their voice stood its ground
but that shit did not matter
ime’s browbone rose, piercing glinting
“fuck that.”
ime’s eyes flickered to white and they began hovering off the ground.
hibana blinked once and ime was taking off into the sky descending into the road nearby, ready to aid the civilians
a very disoriented hibana stood, skin hot with embarrassment and the prominent arousal churning in their abdomen
“that…motherfucker”
benimaru
“for the last time old lady, your sweets have too much damn sugar. you tryna kill me or what?” benimaru stopped walking, irked
the lady gave them a wide smile, wrinkles protruding, persistent in her attempt to offer the youngin some delicacies
a staring match ensued as always
the breeze grazed benimaru’s black tresses before they sighed, grumbling thanks as they took a hold of the basket
“have a good day benimaru-chan!” the elderly woman yelled after them
benimaru smacked their lips looking at the basket. “at least she made a bit less this time. maybe a new recipe too? hell if i know…i’ll let the twins get to it before-”
their nose twitched, a scent making their steps falter, eyes flitting to their right
the individual caught benimaru’s attention, gaze’s meeting each other’s
kayode’s fully black eyes crinkled as they gave a smile, gesturing to the pastries at their stand
“would you like to try a cup of degue? i will let you have the first cup for free,” their silvery voice spoke, black henna decorating their exposed dark brown skin
benimaru diverted their gaze, an unfamiliar thump in their chest kickstarting their heart into turmoil
they nearly ran off into the direction of their home, not giving a response
benimaru wondered why they weren’t alerted of the new resident’s presence considering their position as the town’s representatives
also yes, a part of beni needed to know who that was soon and konro would most definitely have that knowledge if not anyone else
stepping into the household, hika and hina hopped into view, ready to pounce on the snacks
“these goodies better be up to par or the grim reaper’s not letting her slip through their hands again!”
beni furrowed their brows as they set the basket down. “seriously, who the fuck teaches you to talk like this. shit.”
catching a glimpse of konro, beni left the twins to food while they called out to him
konro turned, a soft smile on his face. “back from your walk? how many times were you stopped this time?”
“do you know the new vendor?” benimaru interjected needing to get straight to the point. too forward, they thought. “why don’t i-we know about them?”
konro smiled, heading towards the entryway of the building. “you’re right. we don’t know much about them. and as protectors of the town we should find out more right?”
“why are you talking like that?”
konro shrugged. “dunno what you’re going on about.” he cleared his throat, side by side with his friend as they moseyed down the sidewalk. “so this vendor. did you taste the food?”
benimaru narrowed their eyes. “no. are you drunk or something? why are you acting like that?”
konro waved a hand dismissively. “just that you usually don’t ask about new vendors. you get told about them. ya know they don’t interest you much. but...i guess things can change with you.”
beni narrowed their eyes at konro, caught in his inquisition. they went silent until they came across the familiar vendor stand
kayode handed a customer a cup, laughing at something that was said
“i’m guessing this is it.”
beni blinked. “what? you-” their jaw clenched. “it’s just our job to know who resides in our town.”
“oh yeah, definitely.” konro crossed his arms, cocking his head slightly. “so, why don’t you go ahead and get that job done. i hear the twins fighting again.“
breaking off their stare at the new vendor for the third time, benimaru readied a rebuttal.
but the older nigga had skedaddled, figure running off into the distance before beni could speak
“fucker,” they muttered, fists clenching
kayode had turned around, fixing up some more cups of the different beverages and desserts
“that offer is still up if you want” back facing benimaru, kayode declared before pouring a thick substance into a small mug
“who are you? when did you move here?” smooth benimaru, interrogating instead of accepting a kind offer. nice start.
kayode set the cup down, turning around. they set their black eyes on benimaru, features mellow
their garments differed from that of tokyo, traditional west african garments adorned their wide frame, black and gold designs printed onto the clothing
“have you ever heard of the divine flame shinmon benimaru?”
the captain grew rigid, their name spoken with a tone that made their chest tighten.
they found theirself walking closer to kayode. “i…i haven’t.”
“it predates the very sun we live under and countless others.” they stepped out from behind the merchandise, grabbing a cup of degue, hands supporting the cup from beneath and the side. “my ancestors were born from that flame and have passed down that essence for billions of years”
speechless, beni fell into kayode’s black gaze, feeling a scorching heat envelope them in comfort
benimaru dipped into another consciousness for a moment, a darkness surrounding them, their pyrokinetics stifled
“how did it taste?” kayode pulled benimaru from their domain, a warm smile stretching across their face
beni looked down at the empty cup, the remnants of the sweet liquid on their tongue making their body tingle. then they raised their gaze to kayode, a blush creeping across their skin when they felt the desire to be entrapped in that heat again
“um…it’s…” mind blank, beni felt their face rush with more blood and only handed back the cup. “thank you.” shit, just talk, at least say something else
kayode murmured, “have a good day, shinmon benimaru”
