#hanma shuji imagines

[seichira]

what do we know at sixteen?

when hanma shuji disappeared without a trace, without a goodbye, you were quite sure that a part of you will always love him. when he shows up years later, all grown up, he is no longer the sweet shuji you remember him as.

pairing : hanma shuji x reader

content : angst with comfort. 2.4k words

warnings : swearing, violence, gang activity, guns.

the one question that usually comes up at every late night conversation while sharing drinks with a friend is, “have you ever been in love?”

“yes,” you answer wholeheartedly, because it is the truth. growing up, leaving the comforts of childhood and venturing into the adult world is confusing as hell, but there is one thing you know for sure.

you have been in love back when you were sixteen. with hanma shuji. if anyone asks a follow-up question asking whether you still love this man, you say, “no, i don’t. it was a long time ago. it was probably just puppy love.”

now, that response is reeking with lies after another.

no, you haven’t moved on. a part of your heart will always be a little bit in love with hanma shuji. it might have been a long time ago, but it feels like yesterday when you were holding hands as he walked you to your house. finally. no, it wasn’t just puppy love.

you didn’t know much about love back then but the way his body melts perfectly into yours and the safety you felt when he embraced you was enough of an explanation that you two were in love.

there is no other explanation except for love in all the nights he stayed up to throw rocks at your childhood bedroom’s window to grab your attention after a petty fight, or when he climbed up to your room with his tall and lanky body so he can pepper your face with kisses as an apology.

if it wasn’t love, how can you explain that one midnight when he got beaten up and didn’t want to go home, so he went to you to seek solace. when the boy who others thought was so cool behaved like a baby just so you would cuddle him, comfort him. when he let you put hello kitty band-aids on the cuts on his forehead.

how can anyone accuse you of not being in love if everything shuji did that endangered his safety, killed you a little bit inside everytime he did them? was it really not love if shuji did everything to protect the blissful innocence of your childhood, all while he suffered at his abusive home?

you loved him without question.

hanma shuji loved you dearly.

at least, that was what you believed until you wake up one morning, and he wasn’t there waiting at your doorstep to walk you to school. until he disappeared into thin air, not leaving even at least a shadow of his existence.

sometimes, at random times, flashbacks of your sixteen-year-old self plays in your mind like a vintage tape. reminding you of the day you walked around his sketchy neighborhood with tears in your eyes and sobs leaving your lips as you knocked on every door, asking where shuji went.

their house was empty. not even a single furniture was there, but you guess it has always been that way even when they were there. his house that he shared with his parents didn’t feel like home, didn’t feel safe. and after shuji left that house, it was nothing more than just a structure of drywall and peeling paint.

of course, you also recall reaching his phone a million times through calls and texts. at first, the calls still went through and it rang his phone, but he never answered them. you held on to that, until he one day cut all possible ties when the number he once used was no longer available.

it was cruel that a girl that young had to go through such a heartbreak. there wasn’t enough apologies fate could offer you for all the nights you spent crying, staring at your window hoping shuji would start throwing rocks again.

the pain in his absence was the only thing that reminded you of him, ironically. so you held on to it for a long time, because the hurt was proof that he was real. it was the last piece of evidence that you were loved by hanma shuji.

you chose to rise past the truth that he left you without a word, choosing instead to remember the good times you had. there were a lot. they were enough.

all these years, when you think of shuji, you picture him as someone who is a lot taller and more handsome than he already was before. you see him remaining sweet but still a bit of a troublemaker, but nonetheless, kind.

you took comfort in those thoughts. he’s in a better state now, for sure. he’s probably moved far away from his abusive parents, living in a big house just like you two used to dream of, eating sumptuous meals, and generally just living well.

after spending the night at the karaoke place with your officemates, you bid each of them goodnight and you start walking the dimly lit street. there are barely any taxis passing by, so you continue walking to help ease off the tipsiness brought by the bottle of beer you ordered.

a few minutes later, you almost reach the front of another alley. at first, there were muffled noises that you brush off as usual city noise. the closer you walk, the louder those muffled noises become.

until you stop walking altogether to turn your head towards the dark alley. the first sight you register is a broad back of a tall man in a suit. with... a gun. and in front of him... a person with a white cloth as a gag on his mouth.

you gasp, but you are also quick to cover your mouth with a palm. as much as you want to run away, your feet are glued in place. if you do run away, your legs will only fail you with how badly they are trembling.

the man in the suit can turn around anytime and find you. but you can’t. at this second, you don’t realize it yet, but you are exactly the characters the horror movies who you bash for being stupid.

“any last word?”

you shiver at the lack of emotion in the voice of the man. it is cold, heartless. the voice of a criminal who has no regard for life.

“please! please! let me live! i really do not know who killed kisaki tetta! i swear it wasn’t me! i have a family! my two daughters are waiting so please-” the helpless bloodied man earns a kicking on the stomach.

“i said word. that’s too many, you piece of shit.”

you hear the cucking sound of the gun, and the tall man aims it to the forehead of the man kneeling before him. can you just watch it happen? the man said it himself, he has a family. he has daughters.

before you can even think, you sob out, “no, please! don’t!”

the two men simultaneously looks at you. the man in a suit freezes before he moves his body to completely face you. however, your eyes are set on the man kneeling. you ran to him, stupidly so, and you try to free him from his restraints despite shaking so badly.

you wonder why the man in a suit doesn’t move to stop you. to kill you. to dispose of you after interrupting him. but you can’t do it, you can’t let someone be killed right in front of you. this scenario was exactly something that your nightmares were made of back then, because you were terrified that your shuji would be hurt this way.

“run away, please. run away,” you whisper delicately to the injured man. still, no intervention came from the man behind you. you wonder why, but you are certain you are going to die here tonight.

slowly, you rose to your feet, raise your two hands in surrender, and face the heartless criminal. but that heartless criminal is hanma shuji.

the two of you stood there, staring wide-eyed at each other. his lips are parted in surprise, and his eyes filled with anguish that you had to see that, and the shock of seeing you again. while yours, of familiarity but also of fear that this man is not the shuji you once knew.

“sh-shuji?”

“what the fuck?!” he screams at you. he has never done that before. hell, you have the nerve to be scared of his roaring voice when you just witnessed him almost commit a murder right before your eyes. “the fucking man got away! he was my only fuckin’ lead! fucking shit!”

he runs past you and doesn’t give you a chance to say another word. he runs, and runs, and runs, until he is out of sight. he was supposed to chase after the man, but he doesn’t. he purposefully let you free the man because he knew it would have killed you inside if you failed. he runs because he can’t face you, not now that he’s a criminal he spent his entire life keeping you away from.

there is something terribly wrong with you. yes, you are up all night because of what just happened, but you aren’t thinking of the attempted murder that unfolded in front of you.

you are thinking about shuji, and how right you are about his appearance but also how terribly wrong you are about the life he is leading.

there is something terribly wrong with you.

because you realize tonight that you do not just love him a little. you are deeply in love with him still, and that is the reason why you haven’t loved anyone else after him, and it wasn’t because you were too busy with studies or work.

after all these years, it is still hanma shuji for you.

tonight, you allow the sixteen-year-old girl within you to weep for what hanma shuji has become. he isn’t your sweet, troublemaker boy anymore. he didn’t even seem to know who you are. he is a criminal.

and you fucking love him still.

in the middle of your thoughts and tears at four in the morning, a knock comes on your condo unit’s door. with a groan because of your throbbing head, you head to the door to open it, expecting housekeeping.

but right in front of you is the man himself, hanma shuji.

he looks tired and forlorn. despite his proud stance in the way he carries himself, his eyes are dead at void of life. he is an incredibly handsome man, but somehow, that beauty isn’t enough to erase desperation on his face.

“sh-shuji,” you choked out. “it is you, right?”

a tear escapes from his eyes when you reach out to hold his face gently, like he is the most important person in the world, when he was expecting a slap on the face. he sheds a tear for the first time in ten years, the last time being the time he had to leave you behind because his gang life was getting too dangerous for you. he cries because the woman he never stopped loving, the woman who just saw him commit a crime, is holding his face like a fragile glass.

“it’s me,” he whispers.

it dawns on you that he is still your shuji. he is standing right in front of you to show you exactly that. i changed, but it’s still me. i’m still your shuji. please, embrace me for who i am. please.

with a soft gaze and a soft voice, you ask him. “what happened?”

so you lead him inside, sit him down on your couch, and let him talk. you two are seated at opposite ends of the sofa, two people leaving a distance because they are afraid of what might happen if they cross it, and they want to cross it so bad.

the entire time, your brain is screaming, i miss you. i miss you. i miss you.

shuji explains everything to you. 

he tells you how a rival gang back then was killing everyone they held dear and a single connection to you will put you in peril.

he confesses that it broke his heart just as much as it broke yours, that when you were crying yourself to sleep, he wasn’t necessarily celebrating somewhere else. 

he admits that it took everything in him not to run back to you and beg you to take him back, to love him again.

he comes clean to the fact that he has been keeping track of you after all this time just to make sure you live somewhere safe, that no danger will come upon you, that you will grow up and live happily.

but he tells you how hard his life has been and why he is what he is right now, and he doesn’t have it in him to be sorry for all the things he did to survive.

“i’m sorry you had to see that, i–i have no excuse. i was too freaked out to see you there. never should’ve shouted at you. i am sorry.” he mutters after a long time of speaking. you listen to all that he has to say, and you reach out a hand to rest on top of his. 

you are hoping to get your message across through that touch. i believe you. i know. i understand.

when shuji comes at a dead end in thinking of what to say next, you scoot closer to him and took his much larger frame in your arms. with that single move, you unknowingly give hanma shuji the very thing he has craved for. your embrace.

“i don’t blame you, shuji,” you manage to say in between the soft hiccups that came with your tears. “it must have been so hard for you... and i wasn’t there.”

“it was because i left. i also wasn’t there for you when i promised i’d always be, y/n.”

you shake your head and stare straight into his eyes. “no... you did it to protect me.”

“i still could’ve done a lot of things differently! could’ve saved you a lot of heartbreaks!” he can’t help but share his regrets and his mistakes that he wishes he could make right. you stop him again by caging his face with your hands.

“shuji. we were kids. we didn’t know any better. what do we know at sixteen?”

he nods and frees himself from whatever keeps him from breaking down. he knows he can cry with you. he knows you won’t harm him. he knows he can be vulnerable when he is with you.

“thank you, shuji, for everything.” you pull him in to kiss him tenderly. there is a faint taste of the mixture of your tears on your lips, but neither of you seem to mind. “i love you.”

hanma shuji traces your jaw with the back of his hand while memorizing every part of this version of you. he swears he will never leave you again, he will never torture himself that much again. he has the world now. nothing can hurt you now.

“i knew at sixteen that i will always, always... be in love with you, y/n.”

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[haruchuiyo]

A soft admiration

hanma shuji can’t stop thinking about you and he doesn’t plan to do so at all.

content: massive amount of fluff and kisses, most of this is written in hanma’s pov, more fluff again. nicknames such as ‘doll’ and ‘baby’

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He can’t stop looking at you. He can’t and he doesn’t hate it. He doesn’t even want to stop. He loves the way your lips move when you talk, when you laugh or the way you pout when he so slightly sounds like he is not on board on what you’ve planned for today. He loves the way your ears just slightly move upwards when confused, or at least disappointed at him. He loves how you immediately seek comfort in him whenever you don’t feel so good.

One thing he can’t stop is from disliking how he can’t gain confidence to even tell you he likes you. He doesn’t feel shame in feeling insecure in case you don’t like him back. Just now sitting in front of you on the sand in the playground, as you were sitting on a rubber swing wheel, swaying gently.

He musters up all confidence he has.

“Kiss me.” He says and he felt like becoming a part of the sand when he sees your confused expression. “Why do you want a kiss, shuji? Haven’t you been kissed in ages?” You tease him as he chuckles slightly before turning serious.

“It’s because I like you, you fool.” He says looking at the sand drawing random circles, his tone soft, insecure. Unsure. Your heart rate speeds up and you feel your entire body warm up at his confession. You stop the swing.

“Then get up here, you idiot.” You tell him as he quickly looks up at you in surprise. “You’re even more of a fool for not realizing I like you as well.” You do a dramatic ‘humph’ sound looking away as you see him grin at you from your peripheral sight. He stands up, looming over you before taking a seat on the swing in front of you. You giggle at how small the swing is for him, considering he is quite big in size despite his tall height.

As he takes a seat, you jump on him making the swing rattle.

Hanma almost loses his balance as he lets out a surprised sound when you jumped into his arms. “A warning for that, doll.” He holds you by wrapping his arms below your backside as you wrap your arms around his neck. You giggle at his pretend disgruntled sounds as you pepper kisses all over his face. As you were standing up, you lean his head back and pepper kisses all over him once again. He smiles as you feel his hold below your backside tightens and pulls you closer into him.

You grin at him before pecking his cheeks and repeat the thing again making his smile expand ever so beautifully. You look so cute he wants to shower you with kisses of his own. When you peck him once again, he manages to bite your lower lip making you let out a surprised yelp into the kiss. He grins against your lips before locking his lips with yours properly. You pull away slightly, you hear him let out a slight disappointed sound, you brush your nose against his.

“So you like me huh?” You grin against him as he squeezes the back of your thighs making your grin wider. “Shhh, less talk more kiss.” He says before he stands up and walked forward. Both of you completely forgot you were still on the swing, so you fell backwards and off the swing. He manages to put his hand behind your head and one on your back to soften the impact for you. You both land with a thud against the sand. Both of you were quiet for a second before you burst into laughter. You hear the wheel swing rattle in noise, moving in places over the two of you.

“Should’ve given a warning for that, shuji.” You smile widely before he playfully rolls his eyes and holds your face and locks your lips with his. You pull away just a second after he did that.

“Shuji, don’t forget I had planned stuff for you today.” You tell him and he lets out a soft chuckle. “I know baby, but I love your kisses, hmm.” He crooned, as he playfully bats his eyelashes which you couldn’t help but smile at. He makes a small happy sound making you laugh a little before he holds onto your face gently again. You pull yourself closer against him by wrapping your arms around his neck.

It felt like time was not ticking away when his lips met yours, the flutter inside the both of you increases and intensifies the more you kiss. You’re so glad you’re laying down, if you had stood up you would’ve staggered against him and lost control of your balance. You feel how one of his hands trail down you side to hold you on your waist. You let out a soft gasp in content when you feel his hands go under your shirt. And he flips you two over so you were hovering over him. You gasp in surprise this time as he grins at your reaction before meeting your lips in another kiss which felt intense but tender.

Hanma could only feel how soft, how good, just how perfect you felt against him. It’s too good how your lips moves against his own. His heart pounds as his hands grows weaker on you, growing restless. He needs to you feel you everywhere. Just the feel of you. He loves how soft he feels against you, your mouth.

He has been wanting this moment for so long, that wasn’t clear for him wether it was real or a dream. And the moment he grasped the fact what he’s been wanting has come to life, he felt raw emotions surge inside him as his hold onto your hips curls up on your skin tighter.

Hanma halfway opens his eyes in the kiss, wanting to sneak a peek at you. You look devastating. He pulls away for a moment of breath, and as he does that he watches you. He sees your chest heave up and down as he feels you tuck strands of his hair away from his forehead. He sees a soft smile splay on your pretty swollen lips. He reaches up to your touch your face and rubs his thumb against the corner of your lips.

“You’re devastating.” He thinks his thoughts aloud, your heart pounds against your own chest at his compliment. You flick his forehead feeling embarrassed. Hanma knows this and couldn’t help but chuckle as he pulls your face down for a quick kiss.

Then he wraps his arms around your body and pulls your frame onto his, engulfing you in his embrace. He felt himself grow shy, happy and grateful. The warm feeling of your breath against his neck, the feel of your heartbeat against his chest stabilizes him.

“We’re still on the sand.” He hears you mumble as you draw circles on his clothed chest. He leans his face down to give you a kiss on the head.

“Let’s stay this for a little before going home.” Hanma says, you look up at him as you hum in agreement.

“Happy birthday shuji.” You give him a soft but quick kiss. He smiles, his eyes almost dazzling as he looks at you. “Thank you, doll.” He mutters before he holds your face softly before meeting your lips again in a delicate thorough kiss.

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cries, wails and sobs loudly into the void, I want hanma shuji so bad cmon

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[kunizk]

friends with benefits headcanons with hanma shuji < 3

fwb!hanma who can’t help but keeps his eyes on you when you both end up at the same bar, you’re wasted but it’s all purely for his entertainment when he makes you slur over your words when he asks you stupid questions, he gets a kick out of it but he won’t tell you anything because you won’t remember a thing in the morning.

fwb!hanma who calls you ‘doll’ ‘sweet thing’ and ‘dollface’ in public when he knows he’s not suppose to, because of the contract you two made. lengthy fingers that sink into the skin of your waist and pinches at the skin sweetly — pressing your back against his chest possessively when he catches someone across the room looking at you a bit longer then he would like.

fwb!hanma who knows you don’t belong to him but yet he keeps coming back to your apartment with a lopsided grin and all he does is pull you towards the couch while he sucked on the skin on your jawline and neck while the hand marked sin grabs at the fat of your ass while punishment stayed wrapped around your pretty throat while you two fought for dominance with tongues and lips.

fwb!hanma who keeps his hairstyle the same, the gelled out swooped to the side look as well as keeping his glasses because he knows you love it so much. while he stays he keeps a spare change of clothes behind the couch, he’s normally shirtless with a pair of gray sweatpants that hung so low you could see the lining of his boxers — he knows you like it “like something you see sweet thing?”

fwb!hanma who’s such a fucking prick when your doing your makeup, pressing his face into the slouches of foundation you just placed on and begins to blend into his own skin “this shit gunna make you catch a case for facial fraud” he comments while he rubbed it into his delicate skin. hanma calls you goofy looking when you begin contouring so a good slap is what he needs to shut up. shuji hanma can’t seem to let go of you when you try and choose a lipstick of your liking “ nooo doll pick this peachy pinkish red looking one, it’ll look so much better “

fwb!hanma shuji who throws his head back in laughter when you actually pick the colours but yet you look so sexy in it, placing his lips against your repeatedly “ mm fuck you gotta choose this colour all the time, it’s so pretty on you sweet thing. one more kiss I swear “ but some how that kisses turned into an entire make out till your lipstick smeared across your lips and cheeks.

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[airbendertendou]

valhalla masterlist ♥︎

[including : kazutora, baji, hanma, and kisaki.]

hanemiya kazutora

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

sweet lies [poly relationship w mikey + baji] ♥︎ synopsis : you - well, you adore them all too much to let them go.

♥︎ insta au you're hanma's sibling, an unofficial member of valhalla | live action

reckless abandon!

♥︎ synopsis : you hate him. he hates you. that’s it — that’s all anyone knows. | live action

hanma the reaper shuji

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

♥︎ scary boyfie but he paints your nails <3

he loves you for you, not your chest size

♥︎ synopsis : flat chested!reader is insecure abt their chest size ; non-sexual touches and reassurance

baji keisuke

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

sweet lies [poly relationship w kazutora + mikey] ♥︎ synopsis : you - well, you adore them all too much to let them go.

kisaki tetta

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

ribboned laces! ♥︎ synopsis : ballet had been a far along dream you’d never indulge in, never have the time to perfect. he brings that dream a little closer to you, day by day.

please be patient when asking for requests. airbendertendou © all rights reserved — these are all works of fiction written by me. do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform.

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[xbabybajix]

Halloweenie w/ Hanma~

A/N: hiiii my fellow hanma stans!! here’s a small drabble? I thought of on the quicks for Shuji bc his birthday just passed and it got me thinking about what it would be like to spend halloween w him <3 hope everyone who reads enjoys! 

It’s October 31st and what better way to spend it with your boyfriend they call ‘The Reaper’ because of this Hanma thought of the idea as having you be a succubus and he as the grim reaper- picture this as a slutty couples costume

Hanma basically wearing the cloak with no shirt under and some leather pants w/ platform docs, and yours being a body suit with ass and titties out with some fake blood and cute lil horns too 

Hanma’s a pretty unpredictable guy so knowing what was planned for today was a bit worrisome, yall can either spend it going to random parties that Hanma got invited to, roaming around a downtown area and hitting up bars or clubs, or perhaps indulge in trick or treating if Hanma wanted something sweet to snack on while watching you strut your cute ass around the neighborhood.

Going to Halloween parties with Hanma is the best because he LOVES to coordinate costumes with you as you pleased, he needs to wear makeup? Sure! Anything his baby asks of him, she gets. Spend a full hour taking selfies together? Ofc! He has to show off his girl everywhere!! Yall love pregaming before heading out and pumping yourselves up to dance the night away!! (have a headcanon that hanma is a doja cat fan so that’s what you guys listen to before leaving)

Parties with Hanma end in a couple ways, either both of yall are plastered and end up being all over each other inside a random room, or someone ends up making moves on either or and one of yall ends up getting kicked out by the host for starting a fist fight but also ending it! :-) 

In the case where the night actually ends less chaotic than most, it’s spent with constant banter and flirting. Hanma likes to wander off to where he usually finds Kisaki or other members from gangs he knows and will keep an eye on you from afar. Your safety will always come first but Hanma likes watching you lose yourself on the dancefloor with your besties too, it turns him on seeing how your hips sway along with the beat of the music.

To spice things up in your relationship, Hanma LOVES to roleplay w you in public and act like he’s just some guy hitting on you and you LOVE IT because of the tension that rises when his face starts to ease into yours while feeling traces of his fingertips on your lower back till he reaches your ass and gives it a lil squeeze.

If Hanma notices you act more aloof and silly, he’ll know it’s time for yall to head out, when this happens it usually ends with you shouting out your profound love for him and it catches him off guard every time. Hanma is used to hearing you say loving things, but for some reason when you say it while being drunk, it makes his stomach do flips. They say the truth comes out when your drunk, so knowing that even in the state you’re in, you still choose Hanma every time.

Drunk y/n can be a handful sometimes, mostly because it ends with you throwing a small tantrum about how you can still have another drink or five before leaving and Hanma is not having ANY of that esp bc he’s seen you blackout and he refuses to let you get to the point of throwing up, but in the case that you do anyways, he’s there with the hair tie and water <33

If Hanma doesn’t feel like dealing with your brattiness he will just carry you over his shoulder until you reach your home and sit you onto your shared bed together, and will get all your things you use for your bed routine <3

Hanma is also the type to indulge you when you go off a tangent talking about the most random things you thought of while being drunk. “Oh yeah? I didn’t think of that” “oh wow baby you never told me this, that sounds crazy though” “And what else happened?” “you’re so smart even when you’re drunk too doll, its no wonder I love you” pls he says all this while helping you undress and get into your nightwear and then proceeding to take off your makeup and gently rubbing it off from your face.

Once the night has finally ended, hanma makes sure that you’re all taken care of again and then he starts to get ready to climb into bed with you. Nights like these end with you drifting off to sleep in his embrace but before you whisper your i love you’s and smother him in kisses <3 my guy is in heaven and loves the holidays for this reason 

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♱ content: fake dating, fluff, humor, romance. [ wakasa's: suggestive ].

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Chifuyu Matsuno | 26 | PET SHOP OWNER | 5’6 | LOYAL

Jokingly entering a lottery for a luxury couple’s cruise, you were surprised to receive a notification saying that you were the lucky winner! You now have to find a “spouse” for the trip. You’ve considered your friends, but all of them probably have commitments already. And then on the day of the cruise, Chifuyu greets you with flowers. He was so much cuter and in front of you. You settled into your luxurious cabin and began the journey.

On your first night, you tried the fancy dinner aboard the ship, shared your favorite dishes and chatted about your childhood memories associated with food. It struck you when he mentioned he was formerly a gang member, as he certainly did not look like one. you also bonded over your shared love of animals and memories of having owned pets as children, while Chifuyu told you all about the interesting things about these pets.

You also enjoyed a masquerade ball; Chifuyu was not the best dancer but he was so gentle with his movements. He was nervous at first, unsure how to navigate the party, but with your guidance and reassuring touch, he gradually relaxed and even started to enjoy the activity. You took the lead, taking him to the rhythm. With your hands on his shoulders and movements in synchrony with his, you glided across the dance floor, lost in the music and in each other's company just like dinner. Chifuyu was impressed by your confidence and grace on the dance floor. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration for that.

After a long day of exploring the ports and enjoying the activities on the cruise, you decided to unwind at the couple's spa. On the way there, the two of you even came up with a fake love story in case the masseuse asks— you were high school sweethearts. Inside the spa, you settled into adjacent massage tables, holding hands and enjoying the deep tissue massages that the spa offered. The oil worked its magic onto your bodies, and you turned to Chifuyu, who seemed to be holding his laughter from being ticklish. You smiled at him and chuckled as you made eye contact, letting him know that you didn’t mind. You couldn't help but notice Chifuyu's toned body. His toned back and arms were on full display, you felt yourself being attracted to him in a way you hadn't been before.

As the week went on, you and Chifuyu continued to learn more about each other while also participating in the cruise activities, all while pretending to be a couple. By the end of the cruise, Chifuyu couldn't deny the connection he felt with you, and he was surprised by the depth of his feelings for someone he had only just met. It was then that he realized that despite being the one who was rented for the vacation, it was he who truly rented your heart. So when you visited his pet shop, he couldn't deny the connection you had and was happy to see you again. It’s against the rules of the rent-a-boyfriend services, but he does not need that anymore and so do you.

Baji Keisuke | 26 | VET | 5’9 | TSUN-TSUN

As you prepared for your family's Christmas trip, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Your relatives were constantly badgering you about finding a partner, and the pressure to conform to their expectations was starting to wear you down. That's why when you heard about a service that could provide you with a pretend boyfriend, you saw it as the perfect opportunity to get your family off your back and enjoy the trip without the constant constant nagging.

When you met Baji, you were surprised at how charming and easygoing he actually was. He was exactly the kind of guy your family would approve of, and he was happy to play the role of your boyfriend. Both you and your family were struck by how handsome and charming he was. His tall, lean figure and stunning eyes made him look like a model, but his warm smile and how gentle he was with your family made him seem accessible and likable.

You found yourself growing nervous as the time went on, but Baji was quick to pick up on your discomfort and put you at ease. He asked questions about your family and interests, and he made you a drink before settling into your room for the night. Baji then joked and laughed about things your parents have told earlier, making sure to give you a sense of ease and comfort with him. After all, you will be going on a trip together. You knew that you were both putting on an act, but you couldn't deny his potential of being an actual partner.

So the trip began, Baji proved to be a great choice. He was friendly and outgoing, easily striking up conversations with your relatives. He quickly became a favorite especially to the children in your family, who were drawn to his playful nature and witty banter. He spent time playing with them, telling jokes and stories, and generally being a fun and engaging presence. He was so good at interacting with the children that they started calling him "big bro Baji". He simply made a positive impression on everyone. He even went out of his way to compliment the cooking and offer to help with luggages, and making sure that everyone was taken care of, especially you, even if it meant putting himself in second place.

On the last day of the trip, you find yourself wondering how he was so good at handling family members, and he was more than happy to explain that he had a close relationship with his own mother growing up. He also said that in his career, he had come to see his animal patients as members of his own family. He described how he would take the time to get to know each animal individually, talking to them in the veterinary clinic and taking them out to play and explore. He told you that he believed that the key to understanding and connecting with other beings was to see them as unique individuals, just like people.

You did miss Baji after the trip. He had made such an impact on your family members, especially the children, that he was brought up in conversations even after he was gone. Your parents asked about him, and his absence was noted by the young ones who had grown so fond of him. You found yourself thinking about him often and wondering what he was up to. The trip had been such a special experience for you, and you felt grateful for the time you had shared together. Even though your relationship had been temporary and arranged, you found yourself wishing that you could see him again and continue your connection. So when you called him up for a “rental” again, it was to your surprise when Baji answered with “Don’t worry, this one’s on me.”

Hanma Shuji | 28 | PHOTOGRAPHER | 6'4 | DAREDEVIL

You have been struggling to keep your ex-boyfriend at bay. Despite repeatedly asking him to leave you alone, he would still find a way to contact you, whether through social media or by showing up at your workplace or at your apartment. You were worried about the situation and wanted it to stop, so you decided to hire a pretend boyfriend to make your ex-boyfriend back off. You chose Shuji Hanma, a 28-year-old photographer with a charismatic and handsome look. He also had a rebellious streak that made him perfect to play the role.

Hanma's stylish motorcycle added to the spectacle of his arrival at your apartment. As you rode away, you noticed that your neighbors were staring, probably wondering who the mysterious man on the motorcycle was. It was the same case when you arrived at your workplace, your colleagues were equally curious about the identity of the mystery man who waited for you at the lobby.

Hanma was engrossed in his work in the lobby, concentrating on editing his photos on the computer screen. He noticed the faint sound of footsteps approaching. The sound grew closer, and Hanma looked up to see your ex-boyfriend walking towards the seats. Hanma was not impressed, and he almost immediately approached him. “Hello, I'm Shuji Hanma. You are…?”

“Uhm, Touri—desu.” He was confused, but shook Hanma’s hand anyway, which he regretted… Hanma’s grip was undeniably strong, which turned his skin to crimson. “You new here, huh?” Hanma tried to remain cool. “Eh, not exactly.” The guy shrugged, and Hanma scoffed and took his belongings. “Well, I'll be on my way.” He headed to the receptionist and spoke loud enough, “Good afternoon, can you please deliver a message to my girlfriend, Miss [ L / N ]? I have our lunch~” This was enough to grab your ex’s attention, and he was visibly confused and angered.

Hanma immediately escorted you off the elevator when you arrived, letting you know of your ex’s presence as he protectively put an arm around you. Which seemed to work, because he was only angrily standing there with a piercing glare. Hanma was inarguably intimidating with his fierce eyes and tall height. As you sat together for lunch, you couldn't help but smile to yourself. You knew that your ex-boyfriend was watching from a distance, witnessing you having a wonderful time with another man. Hanma also appeared to be enjoying the situation, and he kept up his loving and affectionate demeanor throughout the meal, like Hanma taking your hand and kissing it, feeding you, and simply looking like a real couple. When in reality, you were also talking about your day so far and telling each other about the usual get-to-know topics.

After you walked out the restaurant together, your ex stepped forward and started yelling about how you could move on and replace him. “And with this twig?! Come on [ Y / N ], is this the best you got?” He chuckled and attempted to reach your arm. As he continued his tirade, Hanma lost his patience and punched him in the face. You were shocked at your pretend-boyfriend's sudden burst of violence, but you had to admit that it was somewhat satisfying to see your ex take a hit. Hanma quickly pulled you away from the scene and kicked your ex’s stomach. “Who’s the twig now? If I see your face again, I'm going to break every bone in your body.” He spat and then led you back to your apartment.

Once you were inside, Hanma apologized for his behavior and assured you that he only wanted to protect you. Still a bit shaken, you knew that Hanma had been there for you, and he did his role perfectly. You forgave him for resorting to violence and appreciated how devoted he had been to you with a generous tip, to which he answered, “I’m not leaving without making sure that guy never comes back.” You were taken aback when he took a seat on the couch by your front door. “And don't worry about the rent thing ♡” He winked. You were pretty sure he just enjoyed beating your ex, but you got yourself a pretty damn good fake boyfriend/guard dog.

Rindou Haitani | 30 | CLUB OWNER | 5’8 | GENTLEMAN, BUT A LITTLE NAUGHTY

You were feeling a bit down about attending the wedding of a college friend without a plus one. Your friends were all in loving relationships, and you were tired of being the odd one out. Rindou was intrigued by the request and quickly agreed. He looked forward to the opportunity to spend the evening with you and to help you feel less awkward.

Rindou was a stickler for presentation, so he took it upon himself to choose an outfit that would make you feel confident and comfortable. He asked you about the theme of the event, the colors of the invitations, and any personal style preferences you had. Using this information, he was able to find a perfect ensemble for the evening.

When you arrived at the venue, you felt a new sense of confidence. The dress that Rindou got tailored was a perfect fit, and the shoes made you feel taller and more sophisticated. You knew that you looked good, and that made you feel even more comfortable mingling with the other guests. Rindou had been right, the outfit had boosted your confidence, and it showed while he was happily your arm candy. As you continued to make your way toward the main event, Rindou couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity with the place. He quickly realized that he was one of the co-owners of the venue, and had completely forgotten to mention it to you. He felt a bit sheepish about the oversight and did not make a big deal out of it.

However, it did come back to bite him in the ass later on. “Mr. Haitani?” The groom took notice of his presence when the couple visited your table. “Pleasure to meet you, I did not see you on the guest list. What a surprise!” They shook hands. “My girlfriend is here with me.” He smiled and held you closely. “You didn’t tell us that your boyfriend owned the venue, [ Y / N ]-chan!” WHen the bride said that, it seemed that the other guests on the table now seemed more interested in you. “How did you meet?” “Is there a ring yet?” It was a bit of a shockwave to you and your friends. Suddenly it seemed as though they were all more interested in you than they were before, and you felt a tinge of discomfort, which Rindou easily picked up on.

“Oh, shut up…you won’t even talk to her two minutes ago…” Rindou scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Wanna ditch?” You were touched by his offer, and gladly accepted. You needed a break from the endless talk about your friends' relationships, and it was nice to have a place to escape to for a little while. Rindou took you to the bar of his brother’s hotel nearby, where you were able to enjoy your own night just by yourselves without having to impress people who you barely know anymore. “Sorry for not telling you sooner, it was exactly what I was trying to avoid…” Rindou knew his way around a bar, and you found yourself in the perfect spot with him at your side. He explained the menu items and suggested a few different drinks that he thought you might enjoy, making sure to cater to your tastes. You felt grateful for his attention, and you appreciated how much effort he was putting into the conversation.

As you sat at the bar, you found yourself opening up more than you ever thought you would. You talked about your job,hobbies, and even a little bit about your past relationships. Rindou was a great listener, and he made you feel comfortable enough to share details that you had never told anyone before. You loved the fact that even though he was a complete stranger, he was genuinely interested in your life and experiences. While he also had a fair share of stories, especially the reason behind joining the rental services despite being a wealthy businessman… Rich people get bored sometimes too, you know…

You felt like you had known Rindou for much longer than just one evening. You couldn't believe how quickly the time had passed, and you found herself wishing that the night could go on forever. As they closed down the bar and left the reception, Rindou walked you to the suite he offered, and you found yourself wishing that you had the courage to ask him if he would like to see eachother again…

Ran Haitani | 31 | CLUB OWNER | 6'0 | BOLD

You have been using your “fiance” as an excuse to get out of uncomfortable situations or company gatherings, but now you are facing a dilemma. Your boss was hosting a company outing, and you knew that you couldn't use the same excuse again because he personally invited “your fiance”.

Thinking quickly, you reached out to Ran and asked him to play the part of your fiance for the whole trip. You were relieved when he agreed, knowing that he was the perfect person to accompany you to the event. Ran was charming, charismatic and extremely meticulous so you knew he would be able to sell the "fiance" ruse perfectly.

Ran likes to live life to the fullest, and he's not afraid to splash out on extravagant things. He's handsome, wealthy, and he has a way with the ladies. “You wanna make this more believable? I’ll take you on a date before our flight ♡” He took you to the finest restaurants and their club, and he insisted on paying for everything. He bought you clothes to bring to the trip, and you took a lot of photos together to show around. And he of course did not forget the fiance scheme and took you to Cartier for ring shopping. You were surprised by Ran's opulent lifestyle, but you were also drawn to his confidence and charm. He's not afraid to take risks or to try new things, and you feel like you can learn a lot from him.

On the day of the flight, you pulled up at the airport in his luxury sedan, dressed to the nines that truly made you look like the real deal. Ran was a smooth talker and a natural flirt, and he made you feel like the most important person in the world. And being the actor that he is, Ran smoothly introduced himself to your boss and colleagues. But you only gave them a glimpse of your ruse, because Ran had bumped your seats to first class where you praised each other for your acting.

During the trip, you were treated like a queen by Ran. He was always making sure your needs were met and that you were comfortable. He would hold your hand in public, carry your things, and go out of his way to make sure you were comfortable and well-cared for. You liked the way he whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and the way he looked at you with a sparkle in his eye. You were constantly getting compliments on your clothing, accessories, and your perfect “fiance.” You knew it was all just an act, but you couldn't help but enjoy every minute of it. Ran was way too good.

One night, you and Ran spent the evening soaking in the bathtub on your hotel balcony, surrounded by the sounds of the sea and the stars sparkling above you. He uncorked a bottle of the finest champagne, enjoying the bubbly beverage as you talked about your actual lives. You took the opportunity to let loose and talk trash about your co-workers. Ran laughed and poked fun at their annoying habits and quirks as well, bonding over your shared experiences. Ran was a natural storyteller, sharing stories from his past and his dreams for the future.; while You were fascinated by his adventures and insights. In turn, you talked about your own hopes and dreams. Ran listened intently, offering advice and support where needed. The conversation flowed effortlessly, with no awkward silences or forced conversation.

Ran was a true professional, and he played his role as your fiance flawlessly throughout the trip. He remained attentive and gave you affection in front of everyone. You were impressed by his commitment to the bit and his ability to seamlessly slip into character and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him. He made you feel like you were the most important person in the world, and you were touched by his thoughtfulness and attention to detail.

You were seriously moved by Ran's dedication to the role, even as you said goodbye. He had played the part with such natural grace and ease that she had almost forgotten that it was all an act. You were grateful for his commitment to the bit and his attention to detail, and you enjoyed the fact that you had someone during the trip. “Come on, I can’t keep these.” With his gifts in your hands, you insisted. Of course, you could… But you thought it was polite to offer. Ran’s answer intrigued you, though… “Of course you can…” He chuckled and opened the door of your home. “We still have that wedding, right?” He winked and kissed your forehead before seeing his way out.

Shinichiro Sano | 36 | BIKE SHOP OWNER | 6'0 | CHIVALROUS

You had grown tired of your friends' incessant efforts to set you up on blind dates, with stupid college boys to make matters worse. You appreciated their well-meaning efforts, but you simply weren't interested in pursuing romantic relationships. And so you decided to seek the assistance of Shinichiro, hoping that his chivalrous disposition would be enough to convince your friends to lay off.

You decided that for the cover to be believable, you would need to go on a date with Shinichiro before hard-launching him to your friends. You also made sure that he was comfortable with playing the role and that you had a good rapport, but you had no idea what to do for your very real fake date. However, Shinichiro took the matter in his own hands and insisted you did not have to move a single joint.

You and Shinichiro arrived at the cafe of the main deck in Tokyo Tower, which offered breathtaking views of the city's skyline. You were seated at a corner table, giving a clear view of the vast expanse of lights and skyscrapers. It was a dreamy and romantic setting, enhanced by delicate table settings and soft music playing in the background.

Shinichiro treated you to a multi-course meal, where you savored a selection of traditional Japanese food. They were exquisite and perfectly prepared, and you couldn't help but be impressed by Shinichiro's good taste. You talked about everything and anything, from your childhood memories to your ongoing endeavors. Shinichiro was a good listener and made sure to ask thoughtful questions, ensuring that the conversation flowed smoothly. You were honestly impressed by his openness and genuine interest in you, and you found yourself sharing things that she had never shared with anyone else before. The conversation was so engrossing that you lost track of time, and it felt as though you had been talking for hours.

However, the motorcycle race of his little brother's team, "Top of Manji," was an exhilarating experience. You marveled at the skill and precision of the racers as they raced around the track at high speeds. Shinichiro's passion for mechanics was palpable, and he explained the intricacies of the race in detail. You were moved by his enthusiasm and felt grateful to have had the opportunity to share in such a unique experience, and it was genuinely warm to listen to Shinichiro talk about something he really loved.

And so the day arrived and you invited your friends for dinner at a restaurant you and Shinichiro had found, a Japanese izakaya that you thought they would enjoy. You had made a reservation for a medium table in the middle of the restaurant, where you would be surrounded by the lively atmosphere. After greetings and pleasantries, you finally introduced your friends to Shinichiro, revealing that he was your new boyfriend. They were all visibly surprised by the revelation, but Shinichiro turned on his charm, making small talk and engaging in witty banter with your friends. He was so natural at it, making everyone feel comfortable and included. You couldn't help but smile, feeling grateful for his presence and for the support he had shown you thus far.

Shinichiro was very affectionate towards you, making sure to pay attention to your needs and feelings. He cut your food, poured your drinks, and wiped the side of your lips. And as the evening wore on and the temperature dropped, he took off his jacket and casually offered it to you. It was relieving to see that your friends were starting to warm up to Shinichiro. They were impressed by his chivalry, intelligence, and sense of humor.

As the evening went on, she and Shinichiro grew more comfortable with each other, exchanging smiles and sharing inside jokes. Although your friends were initially skeptical about Shinichiro at first, however, as they spent more time with him, they began to see what she saw in him. They noticed his chivalrous nature and how he treated you with “love and respect”. They were impressed by his ability to hold a conversation and how engaging he was. They praised you for finding a good boyfriend and expressed their support for your relationship. This made you feel touched and felt grateful for their encouragement.

Shinchiro was an older man, but he carried himself with a youthful energy that was contagious. He had a kind heart and a charismatic smile, making it easy for you to feel at ease with him. He was a gentleman, always using polite language and good manners, but he also had a bit of mischief in him. He loved to make jokes and banter with you, and he always had a twinkle in his eye that made you smile. The dinner was a hit, and you were thrilled to see your friends enjoying themselves so much.

Maybe it was the fact that Shinichiro was older than the guys you previously dated and even older than yourself, but you actually enjoyed the extra attention and care that Shinichiro gave, as compared to your previous dates. You found yourself beginning to fantasize about having a real boyfriend like him, who would pamper and take care of you in the same way. It was a nice feeling to have someone who seemed to genuinely care about you, and you were grateful for the experience of dating him, even if it was just a temporary arrangement. Or will he allow it to remain that way?

Wakasa Imaushi | 36 | GYM OWNER | 5'3 | NONCHALANT

Wakasa Imaushi was the perfect person for your plan to win back your ex. He was charming, confident, and seemed to know how to treat a woman. Your plan was to make your ex jealous by spending time with Wakasa and having you paint a picture of a perfect couple.

He was impressed with your predictions on the whereabouts of your exes, and he was always ready to hop on your antics. Wakasa was a natural at billiards, while you considered yourself to be a bit of a novice. Despite this, he was patient with you and taught you the basics, guiding you through each shot. As you played, you stood closely together, with his hand on your back as he showed you how to grip the cue. As you finished up your game, you noticed your ex watching you from across the room, clearly jealous of the attention Wakasa was giving you. This only seemed to fuel Wakasa's desire to treat you like a princess, and up his game for your next “dates”.

As you waited outside your office building, you spotted Wakasa pulling up on a sports bike. It was obviously a labor of love for him, and it was clearly a statement piece— beautiful paint job, modifications, and powerful engines. He even got you your own helmet, and as you took a seat on the back of the bike, Wakasa revved the engine and took off down the road. You couldn't help but notice the looks of envy and jealousy from your ex-partner. You had always admired his bike, which was pretty decent, but Wakasa's was on another level. It was entirely his idea, knowing that it would take a hit on your ex’s ego. Which was right— he couldn't help but feel jealous of Wakasa and his newfound ability to make you happy and sent you a pretty petty text later on that day.

You eagerly showed Wakasa the text from your ex, and his reaction was everything you had hoped for. His expression turned into a proud smirk, and he leaned in closer to you as he read the text. You felt a sense of joy knowing that she had the upper hand in the situation and that your ex was feeling a sense of jealousy. No one could even see the two of you right now, but you were hanging out together in his gym, seemingly having a blast together. As part of your workout routine, Wakasa finds himself beginning to focus on helping you train, providing guidance and assistance as you lift weights. He was attentive and supportive, helping you with your form and demonstrating proper technique. Wakasa found himself enjoying the process and the feeling of coaching someone. You appreciated his guidance and support, and she felt a sense of satisfaction as you lifted heavier weights than you've ever had before…

“Don't fall in love with me, [ Y / N ]...” He made eye contact with you through the mirror as he held your waist. “Shut up.”

One particular day when you got off early at work, you and Wakasa found yourselves on a night out at his favorite drinking place, sipping drinks and enjoying each other's company. As they sat in the dimly lit bar, their conversation grew more intimate, personal, and playful, laughing and teasing each other. With the alcohol flowing, your inhibitions began to slip away, and before you knew it, you were locked in a deep, passionate kiss while you sat on his lap.

You were both surprised by the spontaneous kiss and felt your heart racing as you and Wakasa shared an intimate moment. “You’re making a mistake.” “Probably.” “Definitely…” You remained close together, not wanting to break apart just yet. The kiss was long and passionate, and it seemed to last forever. As you finally pulled away from each other, you both felt a sense of emptiness, wanting more of each other but unsure of what to do next.

As you woke up in Wakasa's place the next day, the reality of the previous night's events started to sink in. You realized that you had made a mistake in giving in to your urges, but at the same time, you couldn't help but want to continue doing it. You were hesitant at first, unsure of how to approach Wakasa about what happened, but you found herself drawn to him anyway. You knew that your relationship was still temporary and that you couldn't let your feelings get in the way of your agreement. Despite this, you found yourselves wanting to spend more time with him, both in your ruse and outside of it, all while pretending to Wakasa’s face that this still meant nothing.

It is certainly not common for a boyfriend-for-rent to give you a monthsary gift. Such gifts are typically given by a long-term romantic partner, or someone who is seeking a long-term relationship. Since the arrangement with Wakasa is meant to be temporary and was not originally intended to last longer than a few weeks or a months, it would not be expected for him to give you such a present. So you were surprised when Wakasa presented you with a small gift for your one-month anniversary. You were touched by the gesture, but you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt knowing that you shouldn't be developing feelings for him…

ㅤㅤthank you for renting our boyfriends! did you catch feelings? we don't care! as long as you come back to see them again ;)

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[nxuvillette]

“THERE’S A FIRST TIME FOR EVERYTHING”

LOSING YOUR VIRGINITY W/ TR MEN

synopsis: your first time is supposed to be special and with the right person. luckily, you have an amazing boyfriend who is willing to make that dream come true.

❥- including : manjiro (mikey) sano, ken (draken) ryuguji, baji keisuke, hanma shuji

❥- note : first tr post 👍🏻 i’m kinda nervous because these were a little longer than my last post but i hope y’all enjoy <3. reblogs are appreciated!!

content warnings: nsfw [17+], fem!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, virgin!reader, established relationship, virginity loss, praising, oral sex [f!receiving] (mikey , baji), fingering (draken , baji , hanma), finger sucking (baji), slight breeding kink (hanma), creampie (draken , hanma) use of pet names (baby , princess , babydoll , doll) multiple orgasms.

♡ MANJIRO (MIKEY) SANO

you and your boyfriend mikey had been together for a little while. he was nothing but kind to you, and you honestly trusted him more than anybody else that you knew. he was everything.

intimacy had never really crossed his mind before. sure, he knew sex was important, but it wasn’t something he necessarily saw as a necessity in your relationship. not to mention, you were a virgin. you knew things about sex and such, but you never acted upon those desires you had inside your head. mikey was also patient. he never really saw sex as something that had to be rushed. 

eventually, you reached that point after your one year anniversary that you were ready to lose it to him.

mikey honestly couldn’t believe that he did so little to you, yet you were a dripping mess when he took your panties off. he believed if you weren’t a virgin he wouldn’t even need to do foreplay to make you feel good, but he wanted to make sure you were prepped and you got to experience a great first time with him. 

his favorite part was watching you squirm and tremble as his tongue dove into your sopping pussy. you hadn’t experienced such a feeling before and it was so thrilling. his tongue dragged along your slit and you almost came from him just eating you out. mikey couldn’t get enough of how delicious you tasted. he was in disbelief that someone as good as you was hiding like this for so long. it took everything in him to not keep eating you out. 

when mikey finally entered you, you were both in complete heaven. 

mikey was fairly long and his size made you gasp. he was reaching spots that made your mind feel dizzy. with all of the prep he did it also didn’t feel as bad as you thought it would have. he couldn’t believe you felt that amazing. your pussy was hugging his cock so nicely he thought he’d never be able to actually leave it. it was so warm and perfect. 

once you gave him the go ahead to start moving, he made you feel like you were on some type of drug. the feelings you were having were so euphoric. you craved more. you knew he was being gentle on purpose, but you were beyond wanting that soft and delicate sex. 

“m-more, mikey! i need more.. please..” you begged, gripping onto his forearms to show how desperate you were for more of him.

hearing those words snapped something inside mikey, and he ended up quickening his thrusts into you. the tip of his cock kissed your g-spot, making you see white stars in your vision and your body to completely ignite. “fuck.. don’t you worry, baby, i’ll give you all you’ll ever need..” he looked into your eyes, making you feel somewhat flustered at his words. 

you were so close to reaching your high. you were practically clawing at mikey’s back and letting out the most lewd noises every time he rutted into you. this was the first time you had ever felt something so intense in your life. not even your own hand could make you cum that hard. it was like that white hot pleasure in your gut was finally unleashed and it was making you go crazy. mikey had also cum, too. he was in utter shock at how much he released onto your stomach, but he was more than satisfied with the results. 

he pecked your lips, a smile writing itself on his features. “you were so great.. i’m so proud of you.”

♡ KEN (DRAKEN) RYUGUJI

dating toman’s number two was definitely one of the best decisions you had made in your entire life. draken was a better man than your own father and he did everything right in your relationship. he was practically someone who had zero flaws.

there were a few times you and draken had gotten close to actually having sex. sometimes you’d come over to his place and end up with his hands down your pants, but it never escalated to you both carrying out such an act with one another. draken was well aware that you were a virgin and he didn’t really have an issue with that. he wanted to be the one to make you feel good and he didn’t care how much time it took. unlike some men, he had genuine patience.

you and draken had been in his room that night it happened. you were both watching a movie when his hands began to wander around your body, squeezing and massaging your skin to make you feel aroused. it didn’t take long for you to end up on top of your boyfriend with your crotch pressing right up against his aching bulge. 

when you paused in your actions, you whispered to draken that you were ready to finally take that step with him. he was honestly a little surprised to hear such a thing, but he wasted no time pressing your body onto the mattress and going down on you. he almost came on the spot when he came face to face with your weeping pussy. he knew with his size that you’d need the prep, so he took his time with you. 

draken used two of his thick fingers to push into your cunt. he was astonished at how tightly your walls surrounded his digits. he loved hearing you call out his name each time he pumped himself into you. you were such an angel. 

once he had made you cum twice, he knew you were ready. 

you were honestly kind of nervous. draken was the biggest you had ever seen. when he pushed his cock inside you, there was this sharp inhale that escaped your lips. he was so thick. the girth was stretching you out to almost your limit and you practically held onto him for dear life as he bottomed out into you. you didn’t think he’d be able to make it fit, but he did. he could tell you had some discomfort, so he peppered a few kisses onto your face and whispered sweet nothings to ease you. all he wanted was for you to be comfortable. 

you gave him the nod of approval to start moving and you honestly thought he was going to split you in half. his cock was so big. you felt that vein dragging along your walls as he thrusted and it sent you into pure bliss. you could hardly contain the cries of pleasure that spilled from your throat. “d-draken! shit.. ‘feels so good!” you looked at him with hazy eyes while he fucked you so effortlessly.

your voice was like music to his ears. draken’s dick twitched when he heard how his name slipped off your lips. “yeah? you like that, princess? you’re so fuckin’ tight.. i can’t get enough of this pussy..” he grunted. 

that knot inside your belly has finally snapped when those words processed through your foggy brain. draken groaned hard when your cunt clamped around his cock, milking him of what was left in his balls. he couldn’t hide his smirk when he realized he had filled you up with his cum. you seemed to enjoy it too, judging by the moan you let out when you felt him covering your walls with white. 

he leaned towards your ear, his breath fanning against the shell. it sent shivers down your spine at the action. “round two..?” he asked, seductively.

♡ BAJI KEISUKE

sexual intimacy was never something that was a necessity in your relationship with baji. the two of you often focused on more romantic things than the physical aspects of a relationship, but that didn’t mean that you two never craved those inappropriate desires. 

baji knew from day one that you were a virgin. he accidentally asked that “are you a virgin?” question when you both went on a date and almost slapped himself when he realized he came from his mouth. you thought it was kind of funny and you ended up revealing to him that you were a virgin. he didn’t mind at all, and he assured you that he’d never put you in a position where you felt forced to have sex with him. he said sex came naturally and when you were ready to do it with another person.

you and baji went on a nice ride on his bike that night. there was a gorgeous sunset that you both watched and he took you home, expecting you to go into your apartment and not look back. however, he was quite shocked when you tugged his arm to come with you. this hadn’t happened before, so it took him off guard. nonetheless, he followed you up to your apartment and went inside with you. 

after you both shrugged off your jackets, you both ended up in your bedroom and baji was the one on top of you. the two of you hadn’t expected it to become so heated that quickly, but you were too far lost in your bliss to even think about stopping. he paused when he realized you were tugging at his belt buckle. he questioned if you wanted to do it and you nodded eagerly. you told him you were sure that you wanted to proceed and he wasted no time diving into you.

baji thought your body was so gorgeous. he couldn’t stop kissing at your skin and sucking to leave marks on it. when he reached your cunt, his mouth practically watered at the sight of it. it was so puffy and cute that he couldn’t help but have a taste. his tongue swiped over your sensitive bead, causing your thighs to trap his head. he was so talented with his tongue and his fingers that you swore you could cum from just him eating you out. 

once his chin and lips were completely covered in your arousal, he decided to finally pull out his cock that was aching so painfully. 

as soon as baji entered you, your eyes rolled backwards into your skull. the pleasure already felt so amazing that you were already feeling needy for your boyfriend. baji had a pretty impressive size, so taking it was a bit painful at first. he was, however, very good at talking you through that sting. he kissed your lips and whispered how beautiful you were, and he praised you for taking him so well despite the stretch of his cock. 

once he started moving, you wrapped your arms around his neck so you could bring him closer to you. baji thought your pussy hugged him perfectly like you were made for him to make love with. you were so gorgeous. he could hardly keep his eyes off of you. “f-fuck me, baby, you’re so beautiful.. bein’ such a good girl for me..” he pressed his thumb against your pretty lips, in which you sucked on it obediently.

you whined as baji adjusted his angle. his cock was now repeatedly hitting your g-spot which sent waves of pleasure to crash over your body. he was taking such care of your body that you didn’t think you’d ever need to fuck anyone else but him. “baji! oh, god, baji!” your nails dug crescents into his skin as he fucked you.

you threw your head back as your orgasm snapped through you. your pussy creamed around baji, earning several grunts from him. he pulled out the moment he felt his high hurdling towards him. sticky white cum covered your stomach, making a mess on your skin. 

baji kissed your cheek, a smile appearing on his face. “you were perfect.. let’s wash up and cuddle after, yeah?” he nodded, in which you agreed.

♡ HANMA SHUJI

dating someone like hanma shuji meant you had to deal with his sarcasm and also his flirty nature at the same time. however, he treated you like a princess regardless of those random snarky moments he had. he did anything for you and you couldn’t be happier with any other man. 

hanma almost didn’t believe you when you told him you were a virgin. it wasn’t like he thought you were lying for some other reason, but most people your age weren’t virgins. he didn’t see it as a problem, though. hanma thought it would be cute to someday take your virginity. he craved that physical intimacy more than you anticipated, but he was patient with you when it came to the matter. he would wait as long as you wanted, even if there was a side of him that desired to fuck your brains out on a daily basis.

he took you out earlier in the day for some shopping. you were used to being spoiled by him at times, so it wasn’t unusual. he knew the routine fairly well but he was kind of surprised when you both got home and you were being more touchy with him than usual. you brushed yourself over his crotch a few times and kissed him a little longer than normal. he wondered what you wanted, because he couldn’t handle teasing whatsoever.

he was taken back when you told him you wanted to have sex with him. he thought it was a joke, but he knew you were serious when you gave him that look. he didn’t waste another second dragging you into the bedroom and pouncing on you like he was a wild animal going for his prey. 

hanma took care of you. he made sure every inch of your body was kissed by his lips. he wanted you to know how stunning you were while you were naked. he swore god had favorites in that moment. it took everything inside of him to not completely ravage your cunt. when he slipped his fingers into you, he was shocked at how easy it was. you were practically soaking wet. his fingers were also quite lengthy. he curled and twisted his digits to find that button inside of you that would make you crumble in front of him.

you were shocked at how quick hanma had made you cum. before you knew it, he was hovering above you with his cock tip teasing your slit. you couldn’t wait any longer and practically begged him to enter you. he let out that usual chuckle and then pushed his cock into you, making your head fall backwards from how great it felt.

he made you feel like you were on the moon with how great he filled you. hanma could hardly believe you were taking him that well. you felt so full with him fully bottomed out in you. it took a little while for you to completely adjust to the size, but once that pain faded into pleasure, you had become a mess underneath your lover. he made your mind become cluttered and you couldn’t even think straight with how great the pleasure was.

“hanma.. oh, fuck! yes!” your fingers gripped the sheets underneath your body. 

he smirked at your voice crying out for him. he could hardly hold back against you. he quickened his speed a little, but made sure to not overwhelm you completely. you were delicate to him and he only wanted you to feel safe with him. “god, babydoll, it’s like you were made for me..” he used the hand with sin to toy with your puffy clit. “‘gonna make sure you cum all over my cock..”

you couldn’t hold back anymore and completely let go on him. your pussy squeezed his cock tightly and covered it in slick arousal. hanma pushed a load into your womb, grunting as he reached his high. it was so intense he thought he might have cum twice from you. 

he took your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours and pressing a few kisses onto your neck. “i’m so proud of you, doll.. you did so well..” he whispered, lovingly.

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TOKYO REVENGERS - SPENDING THE NIGHT OVER FOR THE FIRST TIME

includes: chifuyu matsuno, ken “draken” ryuguji, hakkai shiba, hanma shuji, manjiro “mikey” sano all x fem!reader

CHIFUYU wants to ask you to stay, but doesn’t know how.

The words are at the tip of his tongue, and he hesitates, eyes watching as your figure rushes to gather your things. But... he doesn’t want you to leave. That he knows, and the desperation settles in as it grows closer and closer to it being time for you to leave.

“You... You could stay.”

He’s barely registered he’s said it before he has.

And you pause at his barely uttered words, body freezing as your head turns over your shoulder so your eyes can meet his. You’ve gathered your jacket and bag, the former having only been slipped on over one shoulder.

“Sorry?”

Your voice is light, airy. A warmth to it that still, to this day makes Chifuyu’s heart flutter and his stomach to flood with butterflies because how was it possible you could sound so... inviting? So warm? He feels his insides melt when you talk to him and he just wants to fiddle away into a puddle because he loves hearing your voice so much.

“Stay,” he repeats, forcing down his own nerves and letting the word echo in the silence for a moment before adding; “I’d like you to stay.”

Your bag slips to the floor and you turn, facing Chifuyu properly. “You want me to spend the night?”

He nods, eager.

“Really?”

And there’s bright grin on your face now, slipping off your jacket as you make your way over to him. Chifuyu’s blushing while he nods, still unable to form proper words, face turned beat red at your light teasing, but doesn’t resist when you fall next to him on his bed, giggling. 

“I thought you’d never ask,” you admit. “I really didn’t wanna leave.”

Setting a hand on your back, Chifuyu hums; “didn’t want you to leave.”

You giggle, “I’m that great at cuddling, huh?”

And he says so without hesitance, a trace of doubt as he nods down at you; “the best.”

DRAKEN says the words plainly;

“You should just spend the night.”

And the words are so blunt, so matter of fact, that you almost give yourself whiplash as you spin to face him. Wide eyes falling on him as your lips part to say something, but hesitate because you’re not even sure what to say.

Maybe a part of you had hoped he asked, gone super slow while gathering your things, but you hadn’t expected it to be that easy.

“You want me to?” You ask softly, struggling to find your voice.

Draken nods, “of course. It’s about time.”

You were hoping for a little more but still -- was better then nothing.

“The girls won’t mind?”

He shrugs, “they already love you. It just sucks that we’ll mostly have to hang out in here.” He gestures around himself at his bedroom, a slight pout on his lips as he does.

You grin at that, “that’s what we do most of the time when I visit, Kenny.”

“Yeah, I know. Just sucks.”

Leaning forward, you grab Draken’s hand, squeezing it tightly in your own. “You know I don’t care as long as I get to be with you, Ken,” and then, you pause. Unsure. “You’re positive you want me staying? I don’t want to intrude on your--”

“Stupid,” he huffs lightly, the insult teasing as he smirks, “you’re not intruding if it’s you. Plus, I’m the one who asked you to stay.”

“I know,” you nod, “I just wanted to make sure.”

“Come ‘ere,” he urges, ushering you towards him with a wave of his hand. You listen easily, letting yourself fall into his grip as his hand falls to your back, guiding you on top of his chest as he leans back on his bed. The two of you settle in comfortably then, with Draken’s hand resting on your back. “Been wanting to ask ya for a while.”

“Oh,” you mumble, unable to fight the smile on your lips; “yeah?”

“Yeah. Last time you came over, I wanted to. Got too scared though.”

You think back to how heavily Draken had pouted last time you’d come over and eventually, had to leave. It was unlike Draken to act like that, and you remember it both being endearing but entirely too hilarious to not tease him.

Maybe if you hadn’t teased him, he would’ve asked.

“Sorry,” you offer, letting your hand fall on his chest, next to your head.

“Not your fault,” he dismisses easily, “been wanting to ask for a while. Been to chicken-shit. Glad I got the courage this time though. I... I like having you in my arms.”

“I like being in your arms, Kenny.”

HAKKAI is positive he sounds like a bumbling fool.

“Would... Would you...--I mean, you don’t have to but I would like you--don’t feel pressure though--”

Laughing, you shake your head. Making your way over to Hakkai, you set your hands on his arms, looking up at him as he finally stops his rambling to stare down at you. “Calm down,” you soothe gently, “what is it?”

Red in face and feeling entirely like an idiot, Hakkai huffs.

“I wanted to know if you’d... like to spend the night.”

And his voice is so small, so unsure that it almost breaks your heart how nervous he is to ask you something. Let alone something like that. 

Something you’d never reject.

So, smiling brightly, you grin, eyes twinkling; “I’d love to.”

He blinks at that, as if having already expected a rejection. The embarrassment wipes from his face as his lips part, staring back at you; “really?”

“Of course,” you laugh, “why wouldn’t I?”

Pausing, Hakkai hesitates at that -- because really, why wouldn’t you? It wasn’t like this was the first time you’ve come over to his house and you guys have been dating long enough for something like this to be more normal...

“I dunno,” he admits finally, “just didn’t want you to think you had to.”

“Well, I don’t,” you shrug, letting your hands fall by your side as you grin up at him. “And I’d love to spend the night. Didn’t wanna go home anyways.”

“Oh?” Hakkai frowns, concerned. “Is something wrong?”

You can’t help but feel giddy at his concern, how despite how embarrassed and nervous he was seconds ago, it all faded away the second he thought something might be wrong. It warmed your heart in a way you’re not sure you’ve ever expected before.

“Everything’s totally fine,” you assure him, “I just wanted to spend more time with you.”

And of course, Hakkai’s face goes beat red, again, at that.

HANMA finds the morphed expression of surprise and indignation on your face absolutely hilarious.

“Shu,” you say, voice firm, “let me go.”

Keeping his arms locked firmly around your waist, Hanma simply shakes his head. It didn’t help that he had such long arms, that of which could easily wrap themselves around you entirely, or the fact that he easily had the strength to keep you there as well.

Glaring up at your boyfriend, you huff; “I need to go home. it’s getting late.”

Hanma just shakes his head, a fact that causes you to growl in annoyance, before he grins wide; “just spend the night.”

Pausing, your entire body freezes in his grasp; “what?”

“I don’t want you to leave, so spend the night.”

And it sinks in then.

“This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?”

The ever say shit-eating grin on his face, Hanma all but cackles, head thrown back in amusement at the fact that you know him so well. “Of course,” he concedes with ease, “never planned on letting you leave. Even if you want to.”

“That’s kidnapping.”

“You’re my girlfriend.”

“Still kidnapping.”

Quirking a brow, Hanma glances down at you; “you don’t want to spend the night?”

Cheeks warming, you huff; “n-no, I do.” Pouting, you turn your gaze away from him, “you just could’ve asked me first.”

“Y/N/N.”

Turning back to Hanma at the suddenly serious tone of his voice, you pause, concerned.

“Would you like to spend the night?”

Instantly that concern goes right out the window.

“You’re insufferable.”

“You love me.”

“Regrettably.”

But both of you know you don’t really mean that.

MIKEY is absolutely confused when he sees you moving to leave.

“What’re you doing?”

Baffled, you turn to Mikey, head tilted; “getting ready to leave?”

And his words make him frown, that ever familiar pout falling on his lips as he crosses his arms over his chest. He slumps back against his bed like a little kid, and huffs. “I thought you were spending the night.”

It takes you a moment to process what he’s said. And the fact that he says it as if you were the one being crazy here.

Raising a brow, you glance around yourself, trying to collect your thoughts, before turning back to the child you have for a boyfriend. “You never asked me to?”

He just shrugs; “I thought it was obvious.”

“Um, no. It wasn’t.”

He perks up then, as if all was solved now that you knew you just hadn’t (somehow) caught up with the obvious.

“Oh, well, then, perfect.” Turning, he moves to grab the manga the two of you hand been reading together, before facing you once again. “Come on, I wanna see what happens next.”

Shaking your head, you jerk back; “I still need to leave?”

“You’re spending the night,” Mikey says bluntly, “I thought we covered that already.”

“We didn’t,” you huff, letting your bag fall to the ground as you turn to face Mikey fully. “I didn’t bring anything to spend the night and I’ll need to let my mom--”

“Oh, yeah,” Mikey agrees, moving to a stand, letting the manga fall back to the bed behind him. “I’ll get you something to wear and you call your mom, okay?”

He grins at you, pecking your cheek softly before moving to his closet, all whilst you continue to stand there like an idiot.

“Y/N?” Mikey calls after a moment.

“Yeah?”

“Your mom?”

When you glance back at him, he’s staring back at you expectantly.

It still doesn’t click in what exactly happened even as you fall asleep in Mikey’s arms later that night.

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Hanma Shuji x Fem Y/N Smut Visuals

First post for Tokyo Revengers. I am so down bad for Hanma specifically Timeskip version.

Contains: daddy k1nk, fingering, butt plug, face slapping, degrading, spanking, teasing, p*ssy spanking and smoking

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you are impaling yourself on hanma as he smokes

you two were left in the room after a meeting he decides to tease you

he likes it when you wear jewelry

he will hold you up in his arms so he can go deeper

you've sent him n0des he will give you punishment from his tattooed right hand

you love his daddy kink and degrades you

he just needs you desperately after having to deal with meetings & 'business' deals

he wants you to FaceTime kisaki so that he can show how well he's treating you

Presses you into the mattress so he can thrust at a much better angle

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[seichira]

his punishment, your demise.

wherein hanma shuji loses the only person he has ever loved, despite all attempts to protect you from his world—a world of pain and death.

pairing: kmg!hanma x reader

warnings: heavy angst. death, profanity, blood, violence, knives, guns, kidnapping, gang fights, and a very heartbroken shuji.

hanma shuji was no romantic man, but he was your man. he promised you the world, the stars, even the damn planets if you ask, and his entire future.

his love is too real, too true, and too sincere that you could almost hold it in your hands as he entrusted all that he is to you.

“i am all yours, for as long as you’d let me stay by your side,” he said that one october night when you bared your most naked feelings and thoughts to one another.

you can recall believing him, even taking reassurance from what he said. it made you sure that you will never lose him, because you will always—without a doubt—let him stay by your side because that is where you need him.

because as much as he was yours, you were also his. body and soul, and whatever else there is to offer.

oh, and another thing about hanma shuji, is that he is breaking up with you.

“i want to know why!” you almost can’t recognize your own voice from its strain. “you can’t barge in here this late in the night and decide that you don’t want to be with me anymore without a damn reason, shuji!”

there is no effort coming from your end in wiping the tears that filled your eyes, compromising the view you have of shuji who is sitting down on the couch with his hands clasped together against his face, avoiding your eyes.

“i just don’t wanna fucking do this anymore!” he shouts. “that should be enough reason to let me go! i don’t want this any longer!”

your sobs get caught in your throat, and your hand flies to your lips to stop the broken wails from coming out.

“y-you don’t want me anymore?”

the answer didn’t come nor did the love of your life move a single inch. it made you hope. that maybe he’s just confused. maybe he wants you. maybe he’s high off of something sanzu made him take even though he promised not to do that anymore—you’ll forgive him for it right now if you have to!

“shuji. shuji, you don’t mean it, right?“

a faint noise is heard when your knees hit the tiled floor of your apartment. when shuji raises his head to look, his eyes widens to see you kneeling in front of him with pleading and desperate eyes.

“what do you not understand?! it’s fuckin’ clear! they say you’re smart and all that with your damn straight As, right? why can’t you catch a clue that i don’t wanna be here!”

“but you said—you said you love me, shuji!”

he didn’t give you a chance to touch him. he stood up without a warning, making you lose your balance and falling on the floor. it was just a split second but you saw him stop himself from helping you.

what you don’t know is that it took everything in him not to come to your aid and take you into his arms to comfort you. he won’t tell you that now. maybe not ever.

“d-did i do something wrong? i know that i get clumsy and i make mistakes sometimes and if i did, i’m sorry!”

shuji can feel his entire body aching from head to toe, his skin screaming at him not to do this because it knows how much it will crave you for years after this night. but he knows what he has to do, and it involves breaking your heart.

because at the height of the era of gangs in japan, he found himself at the highest ranks of kanto manji gang. and the rival tokyo manji gang is out to kill him and the people he loves—but the only person he has ever loved is you.

like nothing happened, you pull yourself up from the floor to face him as best as you can because he is so adamant on avoiding your eyes.

“is there something wrong with me? you d-don’t find me pretty anymore? did i… change? i was stressed lately and i know it might have affected my appearance—“

“it’s not that, y/n! shit!” he curses without inhibition in the frustration that he cannot tell you anything, that he has to break your heart like this, that he has to leave you asking why.

“then what is it?!”

“i just don’t—“

you cut him off. “want this anymore! that is bullshit and you know that, shuji! we are better than this! i know that this isn’t right!”

time is running out. his enemies can find out where he is right this very moment and piece things out together, and they will figure out that in order to truly kill the reaper, they have to get rid of you first. he can’t have that.

“or…” you trail off at the last remaining possible reason in your mind, and the way the light left your once sparkling eyes didn’t go unnoticed by him. “you don’t love me anymore?”

fuck. he thinks. that will never fucking happen. he knows that in life, you will be the person whom his heart will beat for. even in death, his soul will always be in love you.

“if you don’t love me anymore… if you fell out of love with me… then i guess i can’t do anything about it.

“y/n—“ he was about to repeat his sorry of an excuse, the stupid excuse that he simply doesn’t want this relationship anymore. he knows it’s stupid, but at least it’s not him telling you the greatest lie of all—that he doesn’t love you anymore.

“just fucking say it, shuji!” you screamed. “look at me in the eye and tell me that you don’t love me anymore, and i’ll let you go!”

hanma shuji takes a step forward, leans in to level with your eyes, and like a heartless and soulless man says, “i don’t love you anymore.”

just like that, he walks out of your apartment and your life, something you have never imagined before.

the second the door closes behind him, the tears he was holding back came crashing on to him like a broken dam. he walked and walked and walked aimlessly, cursing himself to the depths of hell.

while he can’t regret you, he sure wishes that for your sake, he should’ve just contained himself from wishing to be close to you. he shouldn’t have let you fall for him so deeply. maybe you wouldn’t hurt this much.

with sin and punishment, his hands, he threw all the objects he could find in their hideout. sin and punishment. you are as clean as a saint, with no traces of sin. yet, he had to punish you in such a cruel, heartbreaking way.

what was he thinking? he’s one of the dangerous men that graced this earth! how could he think that an angel like you could live a normal, happy life with him?! outrageous! his selfishness is outrageous!

meanwhile, you grieve hanma shuji like he died. he is good as dead anyway, knowing that there is not a chance he would ever show himself to you ever again. you had no idea that he would be the one to actually grieve you.

a week after he broke up with you, the battle between the two tomans breaks out. a week after he broke up with you, two men kidnapped you from the comfort of your own home, and took you the site where the rest of them were.

to kill you right in front of him.

“hanma shuji!” the man holding you announces, momentarily halting the ocean of punches and kicks being thrown below you. they all looked up at you, being held at the top of the container van with a cloth on your mouth and blindfold on your eyes.

you are terrified. every inch of your body is trembling from the fear of being in another man’s hold, of being in this situation. but the mere mention of hanma shuji’s name is enough to make you relieved.

he’s here. your shuji is here.

but god, if you were terrified, shuji was already dying from the inside out. he thinks he could vomit all of his insides out of the unleveled fear of seeing you like that.

how did they get to you? he was so sure you were out of everyone’s eyes and ears! he protected you all this time! he has men tailing you to make sure no one would harm you! how could this fucking happen?!

“y/n!” he screamed your name before carelessly clearing the path in front of him.

for the first time in his life, he is afraid.

“fuckers! you gotta fuckin’ problem with me, you face me! cowards! she has got nothing to do with this!”

“well, well—you never played nice, reaper. why would i?” the man taunted, but everyone can see how he starts to trace your skin with the cold, sharp knife. you felt it, too.

in the middle of his trail to reach you, he is stopped by the captains of the tokyo manji gang.

you are scared for him, so you struggled. the toman captain holding you was kind enough to remove your gag. shuji curses out loud when he hears you call his name, “shuji! you can’t go here! he has a knife! he will hurt you!”

you think he cares about that?!

he is on the verge of breaking down. he knows you could die here. he knows what these men are capable of. men like him.

“i’ll get to you, i promise!” he shouts, trying to ease your worries in the midst of his own storm going on inside this head.

“no! you can’t! you will get hurt!”

he starts fighting off everyone, and normally, he couldn’t do it alone but maybe it’s the adrenaline and the sheer fear of losing you that enables him to knock them unconscious.

“shit! why the fuck does he have to climb that fucking high of the container vans?!” sanzu remarks.

the rest of kanto manji gang is holding off everyone else, as they also tried to reach you. if only you don’t have a blindfold, you’d see kakucho, ran, rindou, and sanzu killing everyone on sight to get to you as fast as they can—but not as fast as your lover.

however, the thing about his world is that there are no cliches, no promises of happy endings, and definitely no mercy. he can’t expect the enemy to play nice, to buy him time, because he never did the same for others.

an eye for an eye.

“say goodbye to your sweet lil angel, hanma!”

with that, a knife cuts through your side, and a bullet from another enemy from behind penetrates your chest.

a deafening silence follows, a precursor to hanma shuji’s scream of your name, a sound that would later haunt the people present that night both in their sleep and in their waking moments.

fate is cruel, because just a few seconds after you dropped down, he reaches you. if he had arrived a few seconds earlier, it is clear to everyone that he could have saved you.

but this is hanma shuji’s world.

“y/n! y/n!” at this point, he is full on sobbing and calling for your name with a broken voice. “call an ambulance, damn it!” he orders.

“baby? baby…” he taps your cheeks. “we’ll get you to the hospital, alright? it’s okay. it will be okay. i promise you. i’m here, see? i’m here.”

nobody cared that the kanto manji captains have killed the person who did it to you. nobody looked at anything or anyone else but the scenario unfolding in front of them.

everyone can only watch the man hold you in his arms to cradle you. they can only stand around and witness hanma shuji lose the love of his life, a person who is never meant to die like this, but does anyway because she fell in love.

“s-shuji…” your face is wet with tears, but they aren’t your tears. you raised your hand with the last remaining energy you have left as life slowly slipped away from you, holding his face on the palm of your hand.

your whole world in your hand.

“ssh.. sshh.. baby, it’s okay, yeah? don’t talk. save your energy. we’ll talk later, okay?”

his eyes are unfocused and he is trembling, but you badly need him to accept that if you two are to talk, you have to do it now.

“i-i… love you… shuji…” your voice is failing you but you have to say it, or else he will never forgive himself for today. because despite everything he told you the night you broke up, you know that he will always care for you whether he liked it or not.

“shuji… i have no regrets… d-don’t regret you. thank you f-for loving me before—“

“i love you. i love you. y/n, i will always love you, so please! don’t fuckin’ give up on me now, dammit!”

and you little shit had the guts to smile in this situation, “you l-love me… i’m so relieved… because i will always… love…”

you never finished the sentence.

“a-angel… c’mon. wait a bit more, baby. the ambulance is on its way. you can’t give up on me now. can’t leave me now. still gotta give you that home library you want!”

“baby, you can’t do this to me.” he’s still going on and on, trying to wake you up, trying to pretend that he is not bathing in your blood.

you’re not moving. you’re not telling him to calm down. you’re not assuring him that it is going to be fine. you’re not telling him you love him.

hanma shuji dropped his lips to rest on your forehead to kiss it over and over again.

i love you. i love you. i love you.

everyone stopped and bowed their heads, because they respect you—a victim of a life of blood and death. but also because all of them knows how it is like to find salvation in love, despite being stuck in this life.

but how about hanma shuji?

is this the price he has to pay for all his sins? the gods must be so cruel. if so, he prefers the idea of hell, than to live this life without you.

a/n: it hurt my soul writing this as if their lives aren’t literally in my hands. anyway, likes and reblogs are appreciated!

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[b0nten]

GINGERBREAD HOUSES

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ building gingerbread houses with the tr boys!!

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ if you guys want any other character included juat comment and i’ll add them!! happy late christmas <3

ABSOLUTELY DEVOURS : you would have never thought he would take this seriously, but he did. he prepares the frosting, asks you about where you want the candies to be put and what aesthetic you want to go for. he’s THE architect of gingerbread houses and trust, he will make that house the sturdiest one the earth has ever seen. don’t be fooled though, he’s still gonna dip his finger in that frosting and smudge it on your face, but not before he makes you happy by finishing the house.

➷｡ TAKEOMI , RAN, DRAKEN, CHIFUYU, INUPI, MITSUYA, KAKUCHO

tries his… best: he’s still sloppy with it, and the frosting melts until he understands what you want the house to look like, but he tries his best best — runs to put the melting frosting in the fridge in hopes of saving it, tries to be extra careful with his movements — but it all seems in vain. the house looks like an old shed that’s about to fall, but at least he made you laugh.

➷｡ BAJI, RINDOU, KOKO, HAKKAI, MOCHI, SHINICHIRO, ANGRY, IZANA, SANZU, KAZUTORA

doesn’t take it seriously… at all: he’s not being mean on purpose, but he really can’t fathom building that gingerbread house successfully. the gingerbread smells funky, you’ve left him the task of preparing the frosting which in all honesty was the worst idea ever — it’s sloppy, it’s clumpy— and he’s already eaten half of the candies you guys were supposed to use as decor while you’re exasperating on the floor, next to him. but he looks at you, smiling, and you burst out laughing, rolling on the carpet and he joins too and you’re both left a giggling mess.

➷｡ HANMA, MIKEY, WAKASA, SMILEY, SHION

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[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲

₊˚ ໑ 𝟎.𝟏 : 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲

₊˚ ໑ : You found out you were pregnant, but were afraid to tell them, but they ended up finding out

₊˚ ໑ : H e a d c a n o n s !

₊˚ ໑ : 𝑭𝒕. Izana Kurokawa, Hanma Shuji, Kisaki Tetta, Taiju Shiba and Inui Seishu

tw: pregnancy, unplanned pregnancy, pregnancy symptoms, daddy issues, mention of abandonment, angst, fluff, sensitive topics and I think that's all?

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

Izana definitely wouldn't take long to find out, at first he didn't even want to accept that fact, but little by little the idea entered his mind.

"Isn't there anything you wanted to tell me? Don't lie to me, I'll just ask once." He questioned while caressing his face, Izana was never as affectionate as she was being at that very moment, even so, you just looked away and shook your head, denying the fact that you were hiding something.

"... You don't need to be afraid to tell me, I already know everything, you shouldn't underestimate me, you know that." In a calm and subtle tone of voice, he began to speak again, giving you a small, still awkward hug.

"I'm sorry for hiding this from you Izana..." You said, still fearing for Izana's reaction, even though he seemed so calm, his mood changed every second.

"I promise I'll be the father I never had the chance to have, thank you for giving me the greatest gift I could ever receive." Izana hugged you with even more desire, but being completely careful, he said in a few words, not being able to contain himself from giving a subtle smile despite still being insecure about the unexpected news.

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

He would notice your change in behavior almost immediately, Hanma despite not seeming to care much, pays attention to each of your customs and ways, Hanma suspected your pregnancy as soon as you started to feel sick.

"What the fuck is happening to you? Did you eat somethin-" Hanma looked at you, still without completing his speech, he seemed to have come to his senses at that very moment, anyway, it wouldn't take long for him to find out.

"Baby... Are you pregnant? Fuck..." His tone of voice changed instantly, the taller one seemed distressed by such a thought, as soon as you found the courage, you just nodded.

"It's okay, don't cry, do you really think I'm going to leave you and my son? I would think so too, but I won't." Unexpectedly, Hanma gave you a hug, he was clearly a little nervous, but he tried to be as cool as possible.

"...I know I'll never be the right guy for you, but thank you for giving me a family." He said, still hugging you, completely losing his tough guy attitude.

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚

Kisaki realized it even before you showed any symptoms, he was always attentive to each of your behaviors and knew your body like no one else.

"Are you really going to keep lying to me and say you're not hiding something?" Kisaki questioned you in a completely threatening tone, making you afraid of your reaction, knowing that there was no point in lying, you just told the truth.

He was completely silent for a brief moment, trying to hide the sea in his eyes.

"... I'm sorry... I don't know how to react to such news." Kisaki gave you a light hug, stroking your hair gently and giving you great relief.

"I hope I don't fail as a father either, I sincerely hope to be the best father to our baby, I'm sorry if I can't be enough!" It was the last thing Kisaki managed to say before he started crying like you had never seen him before.

𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐣𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚

It would take Taiju a while to notice, but once he noticed the changes in your behavior, he was sure to discover the fact that you were pregnant.

"Lying to me?" He questioned, holding your arm less tightly than he usually did and looking you straight into your eyes with a reproachful look.

"N-no." You responded in a brief speech, fearing for the taller man's reaction at that moment, knowing that he would not stop being aggressive towards you even though you were pregnant.

"I believe that having a child would be one of the greatest blessings I could receive, one day I will be a great father, I'm sure of it!" Taiju said shortly afterwards, pausing his speech.

When you finally felt relief upon hearing Taiju speak, without expecting it you just heard him say the cruelest thing he could.

"I will be a good father, but not now! Get rid of this mistake, you better obey me." That was all he said before leaving.

𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮

Inupi was always extremely careful with you, noticing the change in his behavior made him fully aware of your pregnancy, but everything was confirmed the day he saw you feel really bad.

"I-I know it's not something I should ask in such an invasive way, but, are you pregnant?" The taller one asked, holding his hand while you remained lying on top of your bed, as lying was never a good option, you just told the truth.

"I'm sorry..." shaking your head in affirmation, you replied, noticing the complete silence on Inui's part.

"Y-you should have told me before, I... I don't think I've ever felt so happy in my entire life!" Seishu definitely didn't show feelings easily, but he really tried hard, making you feel relieved at his reaction.

"Don't make your mother sick, we have to take care of her together." He said, resting his head on your belly and giving you small caresses.

"I'm sure that you, me and our baby will be happy together, I will do my best for us, our little family." Still with a smile, he said again.

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[airbendertendou]

reaper!hanma + “this isn’t funny.”

you’re sitting on the ground, legs in a w shape as you tremble. the rain has lessened now, sprinkling as your hair drips from the prior onslaught. a body is in front of you, neck snapped as their body glitches in and out of focus.

looking up, you see hanma staring at the body, unblinking. you take in a deep breath at the sight of his bloodied hands and bruised knuckles. your throat is dry as you speak. “shuji, why did you do that?”

”it was their time,” his voice is absent as he stares. turning to smile at you, he softens and stoops to your sat level. “they were supposed to die today - their nasty, filthy soul had to leave. and i’ve come to collect it.”

you let out a hiccup mixed with a sob, eyeing the corpse as it glitches again. hanma turns your chin so you have to look at him again. “this isn’t funny, shuji. you- you just killed someone.”

“not being funny, sweet thing,” he says quietly. he turns your head and you catch sight of the body disappearing in a blackened fog - hanma’s punishment tattoo glows in unison. “got what they deserve. were gonna hurt you, baby - had to save you.”

you take in another deep breath as he holds your wrists gently, pulling you to stand up properly. shuji lets out a sigh against your temple, pressing a kiss there. “saved you, sweet thing. lets go home now, hm?”

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[f4irygh00st]

NSFW !!

Just thinking about how tall Hanma is and how his height can easily make you fold

That boy is so fucking tall and he definitely likes to play around with you , either by putting your cup or toothbrush on a shelf he knows you can't reach so you have to ask for his help or sometimes he uses his height for something else , he has long legs and huge hands and he knows how to use them : he loves to make you grind on his legs or even better, he adore the soft noises and the face you make when his fingers reach a spot inside you , only he can reach.

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[xbabybajix]

Hanma:

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[nxuvillette]

hanma + jealousy / possessive sex at some type of party?! maybe he overheard some guys talking about you… smirks evilly

❥- note: nonnie this made my brain cook i had to make a drabble with this !! nsfw under the cut !!

content warnings: nsfw [17+], fem!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, established relationship, mentions of alcohol consumption, jealous / possessive behavior, bathroom sex, jealous sex, use of pet names (babydoll , doll), breeding kink

hanma shuji never really batted an eye when it came to men and how they brought you up. he was a confident man who knew at the end of the day, you were always going to be his. he never felt threatened by another man’s presence or words, and he trusted you. there was no need for him to get angry over things that were out of his control.

well, except for tonight.

the two of you both came to a party kisaki was hosting. you wore a pretty silk dress that was the color of the night sky. hanma thought you looked beautiful in your outfit. you never failed to take his breath away. it was going well, too. everyone that night was so polite and nothing seemed to be going wrong, until hanma stood near a few men who were speaking about you. it struck hanma as odd because these men didn’t seem familiar to you, nor him, so he wondered what they were buzzing about.

“haha, yeah, (y/n)? she’s fuckin’ hot.”

“fuck, i’d love to see what’s under that dress. i bet she’s got a nice ass..”

“why don’t you go find out? i don’t think she has a man..”

“heh, i might just give it a try. i might give her some good dick if she’s real nice..”

something snapped inside of your boyfriend. he wasn’t sure if it was because he was tired from work or the whiskey that was surging through his veins, but one thing was for sure, he was going to prevent any of those men from even breathing next to you that evening.

hanma didn’t even utter a word to you as he shoved you into the bathroom at the banquet you were at. he didn’t give two shits if any of those guests had to use it, he was going to have his way with you. he wasted no time pushing your panties to the side and placing you on the bathroom counter. your body was so perfect. he never got tired of how sexy you looked whenever your cunt was dripping wet for him.

“h-hanma..! what if someone hears..? or tries to come in..?!” you were trying your best to resist, but your body was betraying you.

hanma unbuckled his belt, seemingly showing no worry behind his expression. “who gives a fuck? let those assholes outside know who’s the one fucking your brains out, yeah, doll?” he looked into your doe eyes that he loved so fucking much.

you just nodded and gave into that ache between your thighs. once hanma entered you, your vision saw stars and you could hardly keep yourself composed. he knew how to fuck you just right. whether it was fixing your attitude or giving you dick for being a good girl, he knew your body better than anyone else.

hanma’s hips snapped at a quick pace. your juices leaked onto the counter below you, and your back was now pressed up against the mirror. his eyes never left yours as he pumped his cock into your weeping cunt. “fuck.. yeah, you like that, babydoll? shit.. this pussy is all mine, yeah? you fuckin’ love when i fuck you?” he gritted his teeth as he spoke the final sentence, making you body shudder from how sexy it sounded.

your hands placed themselves onto his shoulders, holding onto him while he completely ravaged you. “y-yes! god, yes! shuji!” you whined, pressing your forehead against his sweaty. “‘m all yours!”

hanma couldn’t stop the smirk from forming on his features. you were just so fucking cute. he never thought he’d take you inside of a bathroom with your cute little dress, crying his name like it was a prayer. all he needed was you at the end of the night. his favorite girl just where he wanted her.

no one could ever be better than him. those men who spoke about you should have known better to mess with you and say such disgusting things. hell, they probably wouldn’t be able to fuck you the way he does. they wouldn’t know a damn clue about how to make you cum so hard you can hardly form sentences. you were his. it didn’t matter who might have you next.

hanma’s hips stuttered as he felt his cock beginning to twitch inside of you. that release he had been chasing was finally creeping up on him, and all he wanted was to let go inside you. “i’m gonna cum..” he groaned, squeezing your hips as he felt you reach your orgasm. “fuck.. ‘gonna fill this pretty pussy.. might give ya a baby while i’m at it..”

you let out a loud cry of pleasure at the sensation of his cum filling your cunt. a thick load made its way into your womb, sending chills down your spine from the feeling. god, he felt so fucking amazing you could cry from it.

he leaned into your face, kissing your lips and cupping your cheek. “you’re mine.. don’t forget that, babydoll.” he then kissed you again, making sure you were satisfied.

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