#akagami no shirayukihime fanfics

[noctusfury]

Violet Evergarden and Akagami no Shirayukihime/Snow White with the Red Hair Anime/Manga Fanfic Ideas Poll

If you need to look through the summaries of these story ideas so that you can choose them more easily, please take a look at this post here.

My List of Future Anime/Manga Fanfics

The poll will end on March 18th, on 23:00, or 11pm CST.

[anaharaeicons]

✧･ﾟ ↳ Anime characters with red hair

[imnotanonymus]

Hi, I'm back once more, this time specifically to ask if anyone has watched the show Akagami No Shirayuki Hime. If you have interact, I'm writing a fic for it, ObixShirayuki mainly. I just want to find people interested.

[kpslp]

The Last Yura Shigure, Chapter 1

“Ready, Ryuu?” Shirayuki asks, hands full of parchment and pen, her excitement beginning to brim over. “We should be arriving any time now.”

A look out the carriage window makes her wish she could throw it open and breathe in the salted air, light dancing across the ocean’s surface more than serving as an invitation. Her colleague clearly does not feel the same.

“Are you sure that we will be fine on our own?”

Despite the calm nature of his voice, Shirayuki easily pinpoints the finger nervously tapping his knee. Ryuu had been hesitant to accept this assignment to begin with, so it's only natural he would fall prey to a few pre-survey jitters. If it was up to him, they’d be on their way east to the mountains of Tanbarun, not the southern territory of Yuri's Island.

Reaching out to slightly ruffle his hair, Shirayuki allows her hand to linger. “Absolutely. The two of us are quite the team, after all. We’ll be alright.” Her arm retracts protectively around the supplies in her lap when a bump in the dirt road almost sends it flying. “You aren’t still scared of those rumors, are you?”

Read more on AO3, link below.

[obizenyuki-ao3]

by welcometoyourworld

“I’ll put it this way… It’s like I’ve given them a piece of myself. And because I’ve put myself in their hands, I don’t really have much say in the matter anymore.” —Obi, ch. 32

Zen and Shirayuki are engaged to be married. Obi fears the worst—being left behind.

Words: 2555, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 赤髪の白雪姫 | Akagami no Shirayukihime | Snow White with the Red Hair (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Obi (Akagami no Shirayukihime), Shirayuki (Akagami no Shirayukihime), Zen Wistalia

Relationships: Obi/Shirayuki/Zen Wistalia

Additional Tags: Polyamory, obi pov, OT3

[zenyuki-festival]

Favorite Flower

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56666317

[koviah]

The Crimson Lion

[Read on AO3]

The flickering candlelight danced upon the polished marble floors, casting a warm and inviting glow in the grand hall of Tanbarun Castle. Tense whispers could be heard from the staff as they rushed to complete their duties, ensuring that everything was perfect for the arrival of their esteemed guest.

A mixture of fear and determination swelled within her; she wasn’t sure how she was going to accomplish it, or how long it was going to take, but she vowed to find a way out of this predicament.

She belonged to no one.

or; If Shirayuki was captured by the royal guards before escaping Tanbarun. [Eventual ObiYuki] Notes:

An overwhelming Thank You to Kaedix for beta reading for me. Many apologies to Meefy for the shenanigans against your boy Raji.

Chapter 1: Beauty Bound and Besieged

Shirayuki had woken up that morning in a quaint herbal shop she called home. She had an early start that morning as she ventured out into the lush landscapes behind her house to forage, excited to get a good start to the day. She had traveled to her usual spots, plucking only enough to restock her supplies and to fulfill the orders she was expecting from her repeat clients, ensuring that she didn’t disrupt the flora and fauna enough to halt any growth.

She was running low on her tonics, but should be fine to fulfill her orders for today without issue while her new jars simmered overnight. The lavender she grabbed today would even be perfect for nearly a full restock, while still taking care of the sweet elderly woman next door for her sleep aides. The birds chirping above her blended in with the sound of glass chiming together in her bag with each step.

The tranquility was shattered when she walked back into the shop and was surprised by the appearance of royal guards.

"By the order of the first prince of Tanbarun, Lord Raji, you are to come with us," the leader of the guards declared, his voice carrying a weight that offered no refusal. Her instincts told her that resistance would only lead to trouble, but even still she placed her hands on her hips and held her head high.

"I haven't done anything wrong," she protested, her voice steady despite her inner turmoil. "Why am I being taken?"

The guard's gaze flickered to her fiery hair, his expression a blend of fascination and something more sinister, as if he were truly enjoying the moment. "Your hair, miss. It is requested by Prince Raji. He desires a woman of unparalleled beauty, and you fit the bill."

A chill ran down Shirayuki's spine. This was a nightmare she hadn't seen coming, but she should have. It had been so long since she had had an issue with her hair that she had become careless and comfortable.

As the guards began to close in on her, Shirayuki knew she had to act.

Without hesitation, she reached out to grab a bottle off the shelf on the wall next to her. "Sorry, emergency restocking!" Shirayuki exclaimed, throwing the crushed powder at their feet to create an opaque cloud in the center of the room. "Gotta run!" Seizing the moment, she sprinted towards the back door.

It wouldn’t take her long to get to the forest, and once there she was sure she could evade them. Her familiarity with the terrain would give her an advantage in hiding from them with their noisy shuffling armor. Her heart pounded in her chest as she slammed her upper body into the back door.

Eyes focused and facing forward, she missed the man waiting for her by the door. Before she realized the hitch in her plan someone grabbed her upper arm and held her back, her feet slipping out from under her from the loss of momentum.

“Look, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Regardless of which you choose, you will be coming with us.”

The marketplace seemed to blur around her as she was led through the lively streets and towards Tanbarun Castle. The people bustling around the road parted for the royal cavalcade, the nosy ones trying to get a peak at the person at the center. This wasn’t the first time her hair had gotten her into trouble of course, but it might have become the most severe situation yet. A mixture of fear and determination swelled within her; she wasn’t sure how she was going to accomplish it, or how long it was going to take, but she vowed to find a way out of this predicament.

She belonged to no one.

The flickering candlelight danced upon the polished marble floors, casting a warm and inviting glow in the grand hall of Tanbarun Castle. Tense whispers could be heard from the staff as they rushed to complete their duties, ensuring that everything was perfect for the arrival of their esteemed guest.

The courtyard buzzed as Shirayuki was ushered onto the grounds and into her chambers. The door was shut tight, the clicking of a key locking up the door behind her echoing in her ears. The grandeur of the suite was overwhelming, from the intricately carved furniture to the billowing silky curtains blowing into the room to remind her of her station.

A small group of maids stood ready on the far wall, their expressions a mix of curiosity and polite duty. Among them was a woman a few years older than the rest, dark hair pulled tight into a bun, a gentle smile on her face.

“Lady Shirayuki, I am Selene,” She introduced herself.

“We have been tasked with preparing you for your meeting with Prince Raji.”

No words came to her. She simply nodded in acknowledgment as she moved to take in her immediate surroundings. Her gaze swept over the multitudes of jewels, toiletries and garments arranged out for her on the nearby surfaces. This room alone held more value than she had ever seen in one place, and the thought that it was meant to be for her made her sick to her stomach.

With practiced efficiency, the maids encouraged Shirayuki into another room with gentle hands and soft chittering. The young women attempted to help Shirayuki disrobe, but she held out a hand to distance herself from them. Shaky hands completed the task as she kept her eyes down. Her initial discomfort gradually gave way to resignation as she lowered into the warm water. A mixture of fragrant oils and flower petals caressed her skin as she closed her eyes, willing the moments to pass quickly.

Once the spongebath was complete, Selene led her to a dressing area where a gown of deep emerald green silk waited for her. The maids worked in harmony as they laced up the back of her dress quickly and quietly, pulling the material tight to her form.

Next she was ushered to a soft stool in front of a vanity, where Selene herself applied her makeup. A soft rose hue to her lips, her cheeks, and a subtle touch of dark coal to accentuate her eyes.

It didn’t take long for Shirayuki to lift a hand to rub at her eyes, but Selene gently tapped her wrist in disapproval before correcting any smudges that may have occurred.

Her hair was long, halfway down her back at least. So long that it took three women with towels to get it dry enough to style it as jewels were placed on her neck and wrists. Her bangs were left alone, along with the slightly longer tendrils that framed her face. The remainder was done in two braids that trailed her hairline back with the remainder put into a low bun.

"You truly are a vision, Miss Shirayuki," Selene complimented with a warm smile. "The gown suits you perfectly."

"Thank you, Selene," Shirayuki replied, trying to hide her discomfort with the tight material as she ran her hands down to smooth it out.

"Now, shall we proceed to the grand hall, where Prince Raji awaits?"

Is this really happening? I can't believe I'm being treated like some prized possession. “Uh… yes, I suppose it’s time.”

She wanted to remember the route they took, all of the twists and turns it took to get them to their destination, she really did, but after being assaulted by strange women, and being wrapped up like a gift for some arrogant royal, she was exhausted and just wanting to get through this event with as quickly as possible.

Raji stepped forward to meet her as she reached her destination, his posture exuding confidence as he extended his hand in greeting. "Welcome to Tanbarun Castle," he declared, his voice laced with an attempt at charm. "It is an honor to have you grace our halls."

"Thank you for your… hospitality," she replied politely, her tone neutral. As her hand hesitantly rose to be placed in his, she lifted her gaze to assess the man in front of her.

He was definitely his fathers son. While she did not care much for politics, she had seen him making announcements in the past. However while she couldn’t speak for the King, it seemed the Prince had a small beauty mark under his left eye.

“Ah, the famous red hair,” Raji mused, his tone a mixture of admiration and possessiveness as he raised his free hand to stroke her hair. “Truly a sight to behold. Yes, I do believe you will make a fitting concubine for me.”

Shirayuki's eyes widened in surprise as Raji suddenly snapped near her ear, straightening his posture with a grin. "Please, let us walk and get to know each other."

He took every opportunity to engage Shirayuki in conversation, attempting to win her over with tales of his kingdom's splendor and his own achievements. As much as he was focused on his words, it wasn’t hard to notice she was only offering the basic required responses to his tales.

They were walking through one of the many identical corridors when Raji stopped walking and turned to face her.

"I know you must hate me for bringing you here."

Shirayuki sighed softly, "It's not hate, Prince Raji. It's a desire to be free and live on my terms."

“Such a rare jewel should be protected, adorned, and worshiped, do you not agree?”

“My hair making me an oddity does not make me something to be possessed, and possessions don't define happiness. Hopefully one day you will realize that.”

Raji looked as if he were truly contemplating her words for a moment, before he snapped his fingers again and raised his fist in the air triumphantly. “I imagine once you become more comfortable here, and I give you everything you could possibly desire, you’ll see what life can truly be like!”

She did her best to remain composed and attentive, her responses measured and polite. Beneath her composed exterior, her thoughts were a whirlwind. No matter where her gaze rested, multiple guards were in her vision. Unsure of the path that had been set before her, and the complexities that lay ahead in the castle that was now her new home… She felt trapped.

Raji seemed fascinated by her; enjoyed listening to her talk of her running a business, and how she interacted with others outside of the palace. It truly was as if he was unfamiliar with a world that didn’t revolve around himself.

"You have such a captivating way of describing your life," Raji had remarked.

"Thank you, Prince Raji," Shirayuki replied. He's so oblivious to the real world... I wonder if he's ever faced any hardships.

As the days went on, Raji was getting more bold in his advances. It had started innocently enough, he asked if he could hold her hand. Since he so politely asked… Shirayuki had told him no.

That act of insubordination had earned her a split lip from Dain at the end of the night; the captain of the guards who had been so smug about stealing her away from her home in the first place. He always had a stupid proud grin on his face as he watched her walk about the palace.

The next time Raji got closer to her he bypassed her hand entirely, grabbed her waist with both hands and leaned in. Not to be deterred by Shirayuki turning her head, his wet lips came into contact with her cheek with a pleased moan.

She had learned to wait until she had passed by the captain before wiping her cheek on her sleeve.

It had now been a fortnight since her arrival at the palace, and today was one of the fortunate days that she had not been summoned to Rajis side.

The act of talking to Raji itself wasn’t terrible. For the most part, he was extremely receptive in conversation albeit naive. The issue with Raji was that he was always touching her. Always an arm wrapped around her waist as they walked, pulling her to his side when she managed to stray too far. Whenever he referred to her in front of others his hands always found themselves woven in her hair like it was an accessory to him.

"You are quite extraordinary, Shirayuki," Raji said, his tone unusually sincere.

"Thank you, Prince Raji," she replied. Despite the smile on her face, her eyes were always watching the movements of the guards in the rooms and where any open windows were located.

She was certain that it would be a while before the security developed some slack when it came to her presence, but it wouldn’t hurt to keep an eye out for patterns while she waited.

"I heard you've been exploring the castle gardens a lot lately," Chelle, the blonde chef in the kitchen commented with a knowing smile as she gracefully danced around the other staff in the kitchen working hard to prepare dinner. Shirayuki had found herself sitting on some crates in the corner of the kitchens during a lot of the free time when she was restricted to the palace walls. It was a peaceful chaos that felt very familiar to her.

"Yes, it's a little sanctuary, a small glimpse of the life I left behind." Shirayuki admitted.

“It’s a shame I never had the need for any medicine, it sounds like such a lovely place.”

“That’s a sweet thought, but I’m glad you didn’t come down with an illness just for that. I mean, I still technically own it for a few weeks. If you’re nearby you could probably peek in the windows?” A chuckle escaped her lips as she wanted Chelle unload a small box of potatoes onto the table in front of her, arms bordering the edges so that none fell on the floor, "Are you sure you don’t want help with that?”

Chelle pursed her lips, “You know you can’t get dirty in these dresses. If His Highness finds out you’ve been doing peasant work, he won't be pleased with either of us.”

“Prince Raji wont find out, I’ll be more careful this time… besides,” Shirayuki grinned. “I am a peasant.”

It was nice to have someone to talk to, someone that wasn’t Raji, someone that understood what it was like to have to work hard for what you obtained. Aside from the pride of working in the royal palace, Chelle was just a normal person like her.

“Fine, Lady peasant,” The corners of Chelles lips curved up to reveal a pretty smile as she tossed a peeler to Shirayuki. “Kindly peel me about a dozen more potatoes.”

Only after the task was completed, did the atmosphere in the kitchen change. It looked as if the majority of the prep was done and the cooking proper was to begin. Shirayuki washed her hands thoroughly and approached the guard waiting outside of the kitchen for her.

“I’m ready to go back to my room for the night, if you’re ready to get going?” The look in his eyes spoke volumes of being unimpressed with her kitchen meddling antics, but he kept his mouth shut as he pushed himself off the wall and led the way back to her room.

This path was the most familiar to her, and in just a few turns of the hallways and up the stairs she was back into her room.

“Thank you for today,” If the guards ever wanted to refuse her choice of activities, she would be stuck in this room. She really was grateful for them.

“Hn.”

The door closed.

Locked.

The sound of heavy footsteps walking away.

Shirayuki was alone again.

Shirayuki walked to and opened a window. Leaning out all she could see was the courtyards stained a deep blue in the evening dusk, with the forest even darker beyond that. She rested her chin on her hands, looking at the familiar sight below her window. It was only three stories to the ground, statistically speaking she would be able to survive the fall… but it was after the fall that would be the issue. What would end up broken or fractured, and would the injury make her incapable of running?

Her gaze drifted off into the distance as her thoughts took her away from the palace. Initially she had wished for her view to be from the other side of the palace, of gardens and the edges of the capital city. Recently however, she realized the flaw in that concept. Seeing the city as a motivation to escape was one thing, but the calm of the forest was good to calm her- something she was starting to desire more often as she was incorporated more into day-to-day palace life.

A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts, before Selene unlocked and opened the door. A smile appeared on her face as she poked her head in.

“Evening, Prince Raji was hoping you would join him for dinner.”

Shirayuki hadn’t been expecting any evening calls from Raji anytime soon, or perhaps that was simply her desire masquerading as an expectation. Hands smoothed out the creases in her dress from leaning against the windowsill. No matter…. An indulging smile graced her lips to match the maid.

“Well, we mustn’t keep him waiting then!" She lifted the front of her dress slightly, as to not step on it, and headed out the door following Selene down the hall. He may be trying to get under her clothes, but she refused to let the First Prince of Tanbarun get under her skin.

[auspicious-goblin]

pink crown & foxglove tongue chapter 12

“Oh, right. The poison. The poison for Kuzco Yuji, the poison chosen especially to kill Kuzco Yuji, Kuzco's Yuji’s poison.”

[anxiety-thyme]

It's time for this month's first Friday fic night!

For a refresher you can find out what this is here.

Last month we looked at Attack on Titan.

According to the poll we are going back to Teen Wolf. Poll for next month's fandom at the bottom.

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Ship: Sterek

Last time we looked at Teen Wolf we were at 40k words or less with a focus on healing and recovering from Trauma.

This month: BAMF Stiles

with bloody feet across hallowed ground, by owlpostagain

"There were no last words. No more pleas, no more screaming. Just the sound of Stiles squeezing the trigger, the explosion of a second shot rocketing out of the revolver, and the hunters bursting through the open doorway just in time to see the bullet slam squarely into the center of Derek’s chest."

In The Afterimage, by clotpolesonly

"Jackson sat heavily on the riser beside Scott, knocking their shoulders together. “This is weird and I hate it.”

"What's weird and why?"

“This whole situation,” Jackson said. “With the Ghostriders and the missing dude you’re so obsessed with.”

“And why do you hate that?”

“Because now I can’t stop thinking about it!” Jackson bit out, and he really did sound supremely irritated by that. “I keep thinking that if even Danny’s forgetting shit because of this guy, then I must be forgetting shit too, and that is so not cool. So now I’m running over everything that’s ever happened in my entire freaking life looking for moments when the Ghostriders could’ve fucked with my head.”

Scott had to admit that Jackson had a point. He’d been doing the same thing ever since that first memory with obvious pieces missing. Honestly, it was hard for him to find a memory that did feel whole. Even sitting on the bench alone didn’t feel right."

I'm the ghost of my mistakes, by GreyHaven

"Stiles hasn't been known as Stiles for the past six years. He's Mitch Rapp, a CIA assassin with 117 kills under his belt. When he gets a late night call from Scott, saying Derek has been taken, he's on the road back to Beacon Hills in less than ten minutes. He's going to get Derek back, even if that means adding a few more kills to his ledger.

An American Assassin/Teen Wolf fusion. Rated E for violence which is canon typical for AA but might be considered extreme for TW. If you're familiar with the plot of AA, please be assured that no female or beloved TW characters have been fridged in the making of this fic and pairing."

i'm here in search of your glory, by EvanesDust and spaceprincessem

"And standing there, in the dim light of the office was the all powerful emissary whose name had been whispered across the country. The one who could move mountains and part oceans. The one they all called Void.

Standing there was Stiles fucking Stilinski.

There were so many things Derek wanted to say - needed to say - and Stiles arched an eyebrow, like he was waiting, like he fucking knew. Derek opened his mouth, but the only thing that came out was, “Are you fucking kidding me.”"

As a reminder, always check the tags!

I hope you enjoy. Let me know how much you love them on a scale of surprise badass to faulty memory.

I'm leaving off both Attack on Titan and Teen Wolf for next month, they'll be added back into the poll after that.

[claudeng80]

For drabbles!

AnS - Mihaya, brushing hair

Mihaya's mother used to say he had the hair of royalty. She'd brush it out, fingers carding through the long back tail, and tell him stories about his great-grandfather, a lesser son of a princedom before there was even a Clarines.

"Foreign monkey," the court ladies snicker at his old-fashioned look when Raj is out of earshot. His mother's pride and joy is just another reason for the Tanbarun court to laugh.

So the scissors snick shut, The mark of Clarines and his royal ancestors sifting to the floor behind him. He'll make his own way now, his own look.

[akagami-no-rae]

my initial reaction to the lucian tea throwing up flags:

but now i have the theory that the tea they had at the inn that has Shirayuki acting all jumping is Mitsuhide’s tea recipe. The tea they drank in the library in chapter 40 that was sooo good.

Shirayuki learned or taught herself how to make it and when Zen asked about it she got too embarrassed to bring up that she learned to make the delicious tea that commemorates the time they slept on the library floor together.

so now they’re in the base camp at lyrias and they bring up the tea they had, but the reason that can’t get it at one of the stalls is because Shirayuki needs to make it.

“thank goodness he didn’t notice… that it’s the same tea.”

Maybe next chapter she reveals that she reverse engineered the tea and wants to stay up talking until they fall alseep like they did that night in the library but has been too nervous to come out and say it.

that’s just my theory though ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[randowwriter]

A Chance At Heartbreak

@batgirlsay Here’s a oneshot or maybe even the first chapter of a multichapter fic inspired off of your ObiYuki Week 2022 Day Two Selkie AU fanmix! It was my first time finally listening to one of your AU fanmixes, and I had so much fun! I wrote this and two fanpoems. (One of the fanpoems is for a different pairing, which is getting surprisingly common from me. Whoops. And the other much to my surprise is a Selkie AU! I didn’t know I could do that in a fanpoem, and I managed to!) I hope you enjoy what I wrote for you! <3 <3 <3  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14254306/1/A-Chance-At-Heartbreak

[nicotinemaiden]

Hello my dear Obiyuki community <3

I'm here today to ask for your help.

I want to have a list of every Obiyuki fic out there that is canonverse. Long fics, one-shots, WIPs, completed works... anything.

I love all obiyuki fics and appreciate the work of ever writer out there, I've read most of the fics currently on AO3, but my favorite setting is the original and I'm always searching for those specifically so I want to save them so I can read them again and again every time I'm on Obiyuki Mood™

So if you are a writer, please answer with your fics (or tag them under this) and if you are but don't have any in this setting or if you aren’t please leave your recommendations!

Also if you think of any other fic that is not canonverse but is in a medieval setting or something similar, I would also like to hear from it!

Thank you so much for your help!!!

[imnotanonymus]

I have a few ideas for fics, I'm not sure I'll actually go through with them. I thought maybe sharing a few:

YorxLoid (SpyxFamily), I saw fanart of them as a prince and a guard and I'm loving it. I also want to write something in their cannon universe, so we'll see.

Like I've said already, I'm going to write some ShirayukixZenxObi. I'll probably write a few one shots whil I continue with my main one (ObixShirayuki, go check it out)

Maybe something about a pairing from Jujutsu Kaisen when I finish it (I'm still on the first season). I think I'll probably write somethinf with Gojo in it.

Also at some point I HAVE to write some destiel, it's the one ship I've held onto for almost a decade. I should have done it already.

That's all for now, let me know what would you be most interested in. I won't promise to do whatever gets picked (if anyone even votes).

[kpslp]

The Last Yura Shigure, Chapter 2

Obi can discern that Shirayuki’s panicking. Her bright green eyes are pulled taut and her breaths are quick and shallow, filling the space around them with tension. He watches her rub small circles into her temples with a pressure that must be painful. Has he done something to upset her?

Read more on AO3. Link below. :)

[obizenyuki-ao3]

by Anime_Writer

White rose: For a new beginning or a fresh start….

 Moving to an unknown place with someone hot on your trail was never an easy feat...

Intending to keep his promise to the boy’s late mother, Obi moved him and Ryuu to a small town, intending to start their lives over. To keep Ryuu safe…

Between opening a new tattoo parlor, raising the boy, and attempting to keep face, Obi found the dauntless task grueling. Unbeknownst to him, a red-headed florist and a princely barista were waiting to help him.

Words: 2758, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 赤髪の白雪姫 | Akagami no Shirayukihime | Snow White with the Red Hair (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Obi (Akagami no Shirayukihime), Zen Wistalia, Shirayuki (Akagami no Shirayukihime), Ryuu (Akagami no Shirayukihime), Kiki Seiran, Mitsuhide Rouen, Kihal Toghrul, Hisame Lugis, Raji Shenazard, Garack Gazelt, Izana Wistalia, Atri (Akagami no Shirayukihime)

Relationships: Obi/Shirayuki/Zen Wistalia, Shirayuki/Zen Wistalia, Obi/Shirayuki (Akagami no Shirayukihime), Obi/Zen Wistalia, Obi & Ryuu (Akagami no Shirayukihime)

Additional Tags: Adoption, Found Family, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Tattoo Parlor, Alternate Universe - Flower Shop & Tattoo Parlor, Tattoos, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Florists, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Penis In Vagina Sex, Kink Exploration, Light Bondage, Light BDSM, Light Dom/sub, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Obi tries to be a good dad, Tattoo Artist Obi, Florist Shirayuki, Barista Zen, Blood and Injury, Recreational Drug Use, Ryuu does NOT partake in the drug use, Fires, mafia, Assassins & Hitmen, Past Lives, Past Relationship(s), Minor Character Death, Polyamory, Polyamorous Character, polyamorous couple, OT3, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Slow Burn, Slow Build