#sirm

[echidnana]

and sometimes we switch to deal with Feelings but right now it's kind of like. I don't know it makes us feel guilty. like passing it around until we don't have to think about it

[nicorobinohara]

Silence that heals

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Sanzu Haruchiyo x R.femele.

—————————————————————————Delicate and intense with Sanzu Haruchiyo at the time of Toman, next to his girlfriend (you - Y/N), who has a sweet, silent and expressive personality similar to that of Toge Inumaki: speaks little, uses short words, communicates by gestures, loves pandas, is passionate about cleaning and cooks with love. A serene presence that calms even the darkest demons.

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The sound of the wind was light on that cloudy afternoon in Tokyo, blowing through the windows of the small apartment on the third floor. The white curtains swayed gently, almost in reverence to the peace that reigned in there.

In the center of the minimalist and tidy room, Sanzu Haruchiyo was sitting on the floor, with his legs crossed, Toman's shirt thrown on the sofa. His pink hair fell disorderly over his eyes, his hands resting on his knees, and his gaze... vague. Lost in such noisy thoughts that the silence around seemed to mock him.

That's when you appeared - Y/N, with your oversized panda blouse and a matching little-eared tiara. I didn't say anything. He just walked barefoot to him, with light steps, as if he didn't want to amaze the peace that still remained in him.

You carried a brush in one hand and a pot of hot tea in the other.

- Shake. - you said softly, the code he learned to recognize as "relax".

Sanzu raised his eyes, and the cold expression softened. It was the only place where he allowed himself that. With you.

Without a word, he turned his back on you. I knew what would come next.

You knelt behind him, your knees brushing his tense shoulders, and began to brush your hair carefully. First the ends, as always. Then the root, with soft strokes. He felt the tension in his shoulders disappear with his every movement.

- Salmon. - you whispered, indicating the chamomile tea with orange zest that you had made especially for him.

Sanzu took the cup carefully, as if it were an offering. He sirmed slowly.

- You're an angel, did you know? - he murmured, still not turning around. His voice was deep, low, loaded with exhaustion.

You laughed lightly, muffled, and rested your chin on his shoulder for a moment. Small gestures. As if to say: "You're here. Me too."

He stayed like this for a while, with you brushing your hair, sometimes separating the strands with your fingers, as if you were aligning the broken pieces of his soul.

In the kitchen, the soft aroma of freshly cooked rice and grilled tofu invaded the air. You always left everything clean, everything light, everything sweet - as a complete contrast to the brutal world he faced outside.

He turned slowly and looked into your eyes.

- Why are you still here? - he asked, as he did sometimes. Almost in challenge.

You touched the scar on the corner of his mouth gently, and just said:

- Tuna Mayo.

He smiled for the first time in the day. It was his way of saying "because I love you".

- I should keep you away from all this, y/n... from gangs, from blood, from guys like me...

You just put your index finger on his lips. His eyes said: "You deserve love too."

He took the last drop of the tea, dropped the cup on the floor carefully, and pulled you to his lap. The two sitting on the mat, hugging, him with his face buried on his shoulder, his arms around his waist like a castaway clinging to the only floating board.

- You're my only clean place. - he whispered. - The only one where I can breathe.

You stroked his hair again. And as you always did, you said:

- Mind.

Sanzu knew what it meant: "Stay with me."

And he stayed.

There, in the clean silence, in the smell of homemade food, in the brush sliding through the rebellious wires, Sanzu Haruchiyo - the right arm of a violent gang, the boy marked by the past - found something that the whole world never offered: peace.

And only you knew how to give that.

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-Meet Yasuhiro Muto (Mucho) for the first time

It was a cold night in Shibuya, and the sky seemed to weigh on the city like a cracked concrete ceiling. Sanzu walked by your side, with his hands in his pockets, his eyes attentive to the alleys, always two steps ahead, as if he were a living shield between you and the chaos.

You were on your way to an old shed where the members of Toman's 5th division would have a small informal meeting. You didn't like such environments - dirty, full of smoke and tension - but Sanzu had asked. For the first time, he wanted to introduce you to someone from your world.

And this someone was Mucho.

The place smelled of cheap cigarettes and grease. The walls were stained, and the muffled sound of laughter and footsteps echoed on the concrete floor. When you entered, the silence fell like a rock in the middle of a lake.

Everyone looked.

You with your beige blouse with a panda design in the center, well-groomed hair and smelling of neutral soap, contrasted like a painting on an abandoned wall. You held an aluminum lunch box with a thermal lid - you had cooked for Sanzu and he insisted on taking it.

- Who is this doll? - said one of the youngest members.

Sanzu cast a look that frosted the boy's spine. A single step ahead of him was enough to silence any new joke.

And then, he appeared.

Yasuhiro Muto, huge, with his arms crossed and his neck tattoo clearly visible. He stared at you from top to bottom like someone trying to understand a puzzle made of clouds.

- Haruchiyo... - he said, with a thick and tired voice. - Are you telling me that this is your girl?

Sanzu nodded slowly.

You took a step forward, made a silent bow, and then raised the lunch box. His eyes shone, but his mouth remained closed. In your calm and controlled way, you just said:

- Shake.

Mucho raised an eyebrow.

- What did she say?

- You mean "peace". - Sanzu replied, dry. - Like... "I came in peace."

You extended the lunch box. The sweet smell of rice with vegetables and chicken in shoyu sauce spread subtly. Made with perfection. Not a drop of sauce spilled. You had cleaned the lid before leaving, as you always did.

Muto hesitated, then took the container.

- Is she always like this? - he asked, opening the lid, curious. - It looks like... a fairy in the middle of a dump.

Sanzu gave a nasal laugh.

- She even cleans my hair when I sleep. - she said, and then turned to you. - Right?

You just blinked slowly and made a positive sign, with both hands - as if to say "yes, and with love".

Mucho tried a bite. His hardened gaze faltered for a moment.

- This here is too good. - he said, trying to disguise it. - Better than my mother's food.

The group laughed, but still respectfully. The tension had broken.

He looked at you once more.

- If you calm this crazy man here... - he pointed his thumb at Sanzu - ...maybe you're more dangerous than you seem.

You smiled, a calm and light smile, and then said softly:

- Tuna mayo.

Sanzu explained:

- You mean "she likes you."

Mucho let out a short laugh and shook his head.

- That's right, then. Welcome to the 5th division... rice fairy.

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That night, when returning home, Sanzu looked at you while you cleaned the kitchen with your methodical way.

- You don't know what you did today, do you?

You just looked at him, confused.

- It made Toman's toughest man smile with rice. - he said, smiling from the corner. - That... only you can do it.

You finished folding the dishcloth and said, with a light touch on his chin:

- Dirty.

And it was enough for him to let you brush his hair again that night.

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-Knowing Manjiro Sano

It was Sunday. The kind of day when Sanzu used to disappear. Missions, conversations with Mucho, Toman meetings. You didn't ask much - he already handled more weight than anyone should carry.

But that Sunday he took you with him.

- Don't say anything. Just stay with me. - he said, with his head down, when he picked you up at the door of your apartment.

You nodded. She wore a light dress, white sneakers and a panda bag hanging on her shoulder. On his lap, he carried a lunch box with gohan, tamagoyaki and tofu burger with sweet and sour sauce. I knew that Sanzu ate badly when he was with the gang.

He didn't say where they were going. I just walked, pulling you by the hand, as if I knew that if you let go, you would evaporate.

You arrived at an open terrace, in an abandoned concrete building. The late afternoon sky was orange, and the wind blew loudly, making the silence seem deeper.

There, sitting with his legs swinging on the edge of the roof, was Mikey.

Alone.

Small, but huge. Quiet, but overwhelming.

He didn't look when you arrived. Sanzu shook his hand once, in a silent warning: don't say anything.

- I brought her. - said Sanzu, stopping three meters away.

Mikey didn't turn around.

- I know. I heard your steps... and hers.

You lowered your head in respect. The wind messed up your hair a little, and without thinking, you attached it with a panda bow that you kept in your pocket. Calmly, as I always did.

Mikey then turned slowly. And when his eyes fell on you, there was a pause in time.

Two empty eyes, drowned in losses, found yours - serene eyes, calm as a lake, but attentive. No fear. No trial.

- You don't talk much, do you? - he asked.

You looked at Sanzu. He made a slight gesture with his head. You can answer.

You took a step forward, bowed with both hands extending the lunch box and said:

- Shake.

Mikey frowned, intrigued.

- What did she say? - he asked, without taking his eyes off you.

- Peace. - Sanzu replied. - Like a kind "hi". And she brought food.

Mikey got up and walked up to you.

It stopped right in front of you.

You didn't look away.

He looked at the lunch box, then looked at his clean hands, cut nails, fingers that they held carefully. As if even a pot of food needed affection.

- Are you real? - he asked, in a tone that mixed provocation with genuine doubt.

You blinked slowly. And then, softly, he said:

- Tuna mayo.

Mikey let out a low laugh. The one that made Toman's strongest sweat cold, but there it sounded... surprise.

- She likes you. - Sanzu completed, from behind.

Mikey took the lunch box carefully. Opened.

His face was motionless for seconds. Then, he murmured:

- It smells like my sister's food.

A heavy silence fell.

You, with the softest voice you've ever used, said:

- Dirty.

Mikey looked at Sanzu. He understood.

- She's saying that her uniform is dirty. - she said, with a half smile.

And for the first time in days, Mikey really smiled.

- You take care of him, right? - he asked, looking at you.

You nodded. And, without hesitation, he took a small brush out of his pocket and extended it to him.

Mikey caught her.

- You'll need more than that to fix it, y/n.

But the way he said his name - calm, almost reverent - said it all: you were accepted.

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That night, Sanzu returned home with an empty lunch box and watery eyes.

- Mikey said you have Emma's eyes. - he said, sitting on the floor while you combed your hair.

- Shake. - you answered.

"I know what it's to lose and stay sweet."

He closed his eyes and held his hand on the brush.

- You're the only clean place left for me. Even he sees it now.

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-The day Senju met you (and introduced you to Takeomi)

It was a quiet afternoon in Ueno Park. You liked that place: clean, calm, with few loud sounds. The sky was cloudy, and a light wind swayed the leaves of the cherry trees. You were sitting on a bench, with a thermal lunch box on your lap and a brush on your hands. As always, I expected Sanzu. He had said: "Wait for me here. Don't talk to anyone."

And as always, you obeyed.

Until a pink bicycle braked a few meters away.

- ...Hey.

You looked slowly.

A young girl, light hair in a side braid, school uniform, watched you with suspicion... and curiosity. She narrowed her eyes.

- Are you... Haruchiyo's girl?

You blinked. The question was not hostile, but too direct. Not knowing what to say, he just nodded.

Senju Kawaragi

She approached, dropping the bike. The vibrant, intense and attentive eyes analyzed you as someone trying to decipher an equation that doesn't make sense. Her brother, Sanzu, was chaos. But you... it was serenity. That intrigued her.

- He doesn't like to introduce anyone to his family. - he commented, sitting next to him without asking permission. - Why is that?

You smiled lightly and answered with a single word:

- Shake.

Senju frowned.

- What...?

You took a small panda-shaped onigiri out of the lunch box and offered it to her. Senju looked, surprised.

- Wait... did you do that yourself?

He nodded.

- Tuna mayo. - he said.

Senju took the snack and bit it slowly. The flavor was simple, but cozy. The kind of thing that reminded childhood, even without knowing why.

- Okay, okay... that's weird. You talk little, act like a stuffed animal... and yet Haruchiyo protects you as if it were his treasure. - she chuckled. - Now I understand why he doesn't want you to meet us. Maybe he's afraid of... losing the only good thing he has.

You cleaned your hand with a wet wipe and offered one to Senju.

She accepted, surprised by her kindness.

- Do you want to know? Come with me.

You widened your eyes a little.

Senju got up and pulled you by the wrist.

- If he doesn't want you to meet us... bad luck. I want to meet you. And there's someone who needs to know you.

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Cafeteria in Nakano —

You arrived at a discreet coffee shop. In the background, sitting with the face of few friends and an expression of eternal tiredness, was Takeomi Akashi.

He raised an eyebrow when he saw Senju bringing you by the hand.

- Senju... who is this?

- Haruchiyo's girl.

Takeomi frowned immediately.

- Why did you bring her? He's going to freak out.

- That's exactly why. - he replied, smiling. - I wanted to know what he's hiding.

You bowed respectfully.

Takeomi watched you with experienced eyes. I had already seen many women in my younger brother's life - they were all intense, damaged, impulsive. But you? You seemed like a soft spirit. Without makeup, with a panda bag on her lap, and attentive but peaceful eyes.

- Do you know what you're getting into? - he asked, straight.

You thought. Then he took the brush from the bag and put it on the table gently.

- Dirty. - he said.

Senju laughed out loud. Takeomi looked confused.

- She's saying your hair is messy. - Senju translated.

Takeomi snorted, but his lips formed a slight smile.

- Tsc... she's funny.

Senju then looked at him, seriously.

- Takeomi... she's real. Do you think Haruchiyo would have survived so long if it weren't for her?

He looked at you again. You didn't see fear. Not even insecurity. Only tenderness. You were in the eye of the hurricane, but still... you took food and combed your hair.

- Does he know you're here? - he asked, finally.

You shook your head.

Takeomi sighed.

- He better not know. Not yet.

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-At night...

When Sanzu met you that night, he was more serious than ever.

- Did you... get out of my sight?

You nodded. But before he could explode, you pulled something out of the bag: a printed photo of polaroid, taken by Senju, where you, her and Takeomi appear smiling with a panda onigiri in your hands.

- Shake. - you said, calm down.

"It's okay."

Sanzu held the photo. He looked. The hand trembled.

- Did they touch you? - he asked.

You denied it.

He stared at the image for longer... and sighed, sitting on the kitchen floor. He looked at you.

- Did they like you?

You nodded, smiling.

He ran his hand over his face, tired.

- ...Of course they liked it. How would they not go?

You sat behind him and began to comb his hair calmly.

He closed his eyes.

- But you're still only mine, right?

And you, with a meef voice, answered:

- Salmon.

He smiled.

- Yeah... That's enough for me.

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[444names]

Perhaps the names from here (Not sure whether to include Saga characters in the list)

https://fireemblemwiki.org/wiki/Category:Characters

Very thoughtful to include a quick-access resource for me, liege.

Names generated from Fire Emblem characters.

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[otrtbs]

i feel that the whole point of ships was to mush their names together and get a weird mash of a name while still having it sound cute (starbucks and wolfstar don’t count! they are immune whoops!)… why are we suddenly throwing in so many nouns and adjectives in the way??

right ?? the name smushing is so cute !!

see, but isn’t starbucks also prongsfoot?? AND COULDNT STARBUCKS NOT HYPOTHETICALLY BE REGULUS AND JAMES WITH THE WAY THINGS ARE GOING NOW???

no , i think sirius and james need to have mashed up names like sirmes or jirius or something (so the ridiculousness of their ship name reflects the ridiculousness of the ship it’s only fitting)

[cbmchannel]

Sirm Esco - Soweto (Amapiano) http://www.curteboamusica.info/2024/07/sirm-esco-soweto-amapiano.html?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

[giorgioconsolandi]

Un italiano su 4 è over 65, Sirm: "Prevenzione personalizzata con radiologia geriatrica". Adnkronos - ultimora

(Adnkronos) – L’Italia si conferma uno dei Paesi più anziani del mondo: gli over 65 sono 14,4 milioni, un quarto della popolazione, e nei prossimi 20 anni sfioreranno i 19 milioni, pari a oltre un terzo dei cittadini. Tra loro, gli over 80 occuperanno una parte cospicua: se oggi sono 4,6 milioni, si stima che nel 2043 saranno oltre 6 milioni. Sono i dati raccolti dal Rapporto annuale 2025 Istat…

[sirmedicknight]

Sirme

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Update: I have been given a task

The guy from the call let’s call him Sir M has given me the task of edging for 10 mines every hour till he wakes up. I am not allowed my vibrator or to cum.

I spend the last three hours on no touch but scrolling tumblr and filling my mind with porn. My clit has been throbbing against my silky panties. I do have a work meeting in three hours and some uni work I needa do.

If I get horny enough I just might post some of my fantasies that have been keeping me wet. I think I will post updates on my edging today.

Also since it’s Halloween I am trying to convince my friends to go partying and maybe drunk tonight so let’s see!

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Update on yesterdays uni task ( this will be a long one soo much happened)

Before Sir M had gone to sleep he has asked me wear a buttplug while I was at uni, I told him that it had been more than a year since that hole was filled but I could try! He said if it hurts too much your task is to not wear panties and a dress. Before leaving for uni I tried to push the plug in but it felt so big I got about half in before it start to hurt so I decided to not wear panties. The dress I picked was a longer one but showed a lil peak of my cleavage, ofc my mom threw a fit about me being a slut and showing off my body.

I get into the taxi and remember I forgot my headphones so I could listen to anything spicy or clean and was forced to talk to the grab driver oh I forgot that sir also asked me to do 5 edges before I left for uni! I did those like a good girl. Anyway the guy was talking about random stuff but I could tell he looked in the mirror once, when I sat down I also realised that the button on my crotch was unopened so you could see a bit of my cunt I quickly closed the button and hope he didn’t see.

I arrived at uni about 30 minutes before class so I sat at a table and just people watched until one of my friends found me and sat with me. I told her that a guy from my high school matched with me on tinder and she actually knew him too! Now two people have told me that he has a reputation for being kinky.

Fast forward to class, prof said his usually out of pocket stuff. He was wearing a fitted button shirt and some looser pants. The class was generally uneventful kink wise but the end of class got very interesting! So we had homework to make a slideshow and present our work. Me and friend form earlier paired up for it so we were presenting and he was looking at his phone and not paying attention to us! We did our presentation and he was super mean! He said I was brave but dumb and other mean things. I wanted to cry but I didn’t want to give him or my classmates the satisfaction so I held my tears. He went on for like 20 mins telling me all the reasons why I was wrong. After class I had another question so I asked him privately and he said “yes *name* how can I help you?” with a smile on his face and almost touched my hand! Also he only knows two peoples name out of a class of 25! He went on to say that I missed a very important meeting and I made a big mistake. He said it was alright and I am lucky that he likes me to forgive me and not fail me.

I cried so hard when I went out of his class, I cried in the taxi and he was so sweet he asked if I was ok and I said no please drive me home and he put on some music go try and cheer me up!

Forgot to add that I was soo close to being done with one assignment! I only had two questions left but prof said I have to redo 12 questions so I’m down 14 questions out of 33! 😫 I thought I could cum sooner but I guess even prof likes to deny me.