Ship/Character: Nakiri Erina & Tadokoro Megumi, Nakiri Erina & Nakiri Alice, Nakiri Erina & Arato Hisako (basically Erina and the first year girls) Fandom: Shokugeki no Soma Major Tags: None Other Tags: second person POV Word Count: 517 Remix Permission: sure!
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knife to the throat. This one is Megumi’s. You’d never have expected it of her, back when you first met. You watched her trace the word for human on her hand over and over again, and wondered if she even knew which end of the knife was the sharp one; now, you have seen the way she skins a hanging goosefish in a single smooth stroke. You will watch her over and over again in years to come, and it will never cease to fascinate you, how she makes it look like a fan dance, her braids spinning elegantly. More importantly, you have seen her play ping pong. You do not want to be on the other end of her blade. In her hands, it is not a weapon but a friend, and that’s what makes her all the more formidable. She taught you to ask for help when you need it. Your humanity is something you have learned to hold in your palm and put to your mouth, just like her.
gun to the back. This is how you hunt, says Alice, snapping on her snorkel and hefting the spear gun in one hand. It’s funny seeing her like this. You’re used to seeing her in a white lab coat, but she tells you Ryou’s been teaching her a thing or two about fishing. It’s a game. Her smile glints in the sunlight like the tip of her spear. First, patience; then, bloodlust, that’s why it suits Ryou so well. You think patience isn’t the first word you’d have used to describe Alice, but then again, she can bide her time in surprising ways. She wrote you letters for so many years. You put on your mask and dive in after her. She is a pale streak in the dark water, an angel of death no shoal ever sees coming. With her leading the way, you feel like anything is possible.
poison in his cup. Hisako teaches you about flowers. In the summer, you crouch at the roots of a sprawling tree and she fusses over you, makes sure you have a hat on, and she shows you the little herbs growing in the shade. She scrapes off chips of bark with a delicate touch and tells you about all the things it could do to a man’s insides if you put it in his tea. Now it is winter and she is tying the scarf snug at your throat, doing up the buttons of your winter coat. There are still flowers if you know where to look. She brushes aside a sprinkling of snow, and there you find the tiny white blooms of the sweet coltsfoot bunched up like a bouquet. Plants that flower in the winter have always made her smile. They’re survivors. Just like you, Erina-sama. You feel a blush rise to your face. She doesn’t see. She is busy harvesting, and it’s always been like this; you know the feeling of Hisako’s hands, warm on the frozen earth. Hisako teaches you about many things, but most of all, how to stay alive.
FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G
Fandom: Shokugeki no Soma
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: second person POV
Word Count: 517
Remix Permission: sure!
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knife to the throat.
This one is Megumi’s. You’d never have expected it of her, back when you first met. You watched her trace the word for human on her hand over and over again, and wondered if she even knew which end of the knife was the sharp one; now, you have seen the way she skins a hanging goosefish in a single smooth stroke. You will watch her over and over again in years to come, and it will never cease to fascinate you, how she makes it look like a fan dance, her braids spinning elegantly. More importantly, you have seen her play ping pong. You do not want to be on the other end of her blade. In her hands, it is not a weapon but a friend, and that’s what makes her all the more formidable. She taught you to ask for help when you need it. Your humanity is something you have learned to hold in your palm and put to your mouth, just like her.
gun to the back.
This is how you hunt, says Alice, snapping on her snorkel and hefting the spear gun in one hand. It’s funny seeing her like this. You’re used to seeing her in a white lab coat, but she tells you Ryou’s been teaching her a thing or two about fishing. It’s a game. Her smile glints in the sunlight like the tip of her spear. First, patience; then, bloodlust, that’s why it suits Ryou so well. You think patience isn’t the first word you’d have used to describe Alice, but then again, she can bide her time in surprising ways. She wrote you letters for so many years. You put on your mask and dive in after her. She is a pale streak in the dark water, an angel of death no shoal ever sees coming. With her leading the way, you feel like anything is possible.
poison in his cup.
Hisako teaches you about flowers. In the summer, you crouch at the roots of a sprawling tree and she fusses over you, makes sure you have a hat on, and she shows you the little herbs growing in the shade. She scrapes off chips of bark with a delicate touch and tells you about all the things it could do to a man’s insides if you put it in his tea. Now it is winter and she is tying the scarf snug at your throat, doing up the buttons of your winter coat. There are still flowers if you know where to look. She brushes aside a sprinkling of snow, and there you find the tiny white blooms of the sweet coltsfoot bunched up like a bouquet. Plants that flower in the winter have always made her smile. They’re survivors. Just like you, Erina-sama. You feel a blush rise to your face. She doesn’t see. She is busy harvesting, and it’s always been like this; you know the feeling of Hisako’s hands, warm on the frozen earth. Hisako teaches you about many things, but most of all, how to stay alive.