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wolfiesmoon · 5 months

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The greatest gift

it's the most wonderful time of the year as they like to say so how about you recieve the best gift from santa on top of that 😈

this is suggestive perhaps??

Characters featured: mikey, hanma, baji, mitsuya

₊˚⊹♡ Mikey

You were joking when you asked for "Mikey" for christmas. You thought Hina and Emma knew you were joking.

So why the hell was Mikey currently tied up with a christmas ribbon and sitting under the christmas tree in your house, staring back at you with a slight smile?

"Merry christmas."

"I- HUH?!" you quickly covered your mouth, not wanting to be too loud at midnight. "Mikey, why are you in my house?" you whisper yelled.

"Emma and Hina jumped me." was his comically simple response. Well, it would be comically simple if Mikey didn't scare the living crap out of you just a few moments ago.

"That- That doesn't explain anything!" at this point, you've given up with trying to be quiet.

"I can't tell you anything more. I have no idea what's happening either."

"How are you so calm about this anyways?" you walked closer to him, inspecting the tag on the ribbon that said "Merry christmas from Emma and Hina".

"Now that I think of it, it is pretty weird to be kidnapped by your sister."

You're not even going to ask how they managed to get him in here without the keys.

"Well, uhhh... how about I unwrap you...?" you offered awkwardly after a small silence.

"Are you sure you want to do that? You'll unleash the true present by doing that." something... strange flashed behind his dark eyes.

"...What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, nothing. ♡"

₊˚⊹♡ Hanma

"Merry christmas. ♡" you froze at the sound of his voice.

You were woken up by some weird noise downstairs, quietly walking down to investigate the source. You even took a knife from the kitchen just in case.

But instead of a robber or kidnapper, what you found was Hanma Shuji tied up in a big red ribbon. Smiling at you.

"Don't you merry christmas me." you didn't know what to say or do. You were scared out of your mind just now and that combined with the strange sight in front of you made you at a loss of... anything, really.

"Woah, that's a big knife... What were you going to do with that?˜" he sounded more amused than anything.

"You little... I don't... What is even happening?" you dropped the knife on the ground.

"Someone told me that you want 'Hanma Shuji' for christmas."

"Well, you know what I thought I was going to get for christmas? Kidnapped, that's what!" you yelled, not even caring about how loud you are right now.

"Hahahah, how amusing!" he laughed, seeming very satisfied.

"You won't be saying that after the things I will do to you. You know you can't escape when you're tied up, right?" a smirk crossed your face suddenly. A sense of boldness overtook you.

"Oooh, aren't you bold. ♡" his smile only widened.

₊˚⊹♡ Baji

"No way." you had to do a double take when you saw what you thought you saw.

Turns out this christmas is more interesting than you thought it would be. A present from Toman ended up being Baji Keisuke in the flesh.

"Mmmf!" he's probably telling you to free him right now, which admittedly, is hard to do when your mouth is gagged.

"Wow, this is like, the best present I ever got. I gotta thank the boys later." you walked closer to him, kneeling down and inspecting him in all his tied up glory.

Baji looked half angry half embarrased, and honestly that just made you want to tease him more. You kissed his cheek, smiling cheekily.

"Hmmf..." you laughed a little at his face.

"Mmmf! Hmmm!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, I'll let you out. But that doesn't mean that I'm done with you just yet." you smiled, taking the bow of the ribbon into your hands to untie it.

"Mmm..?!"

₊˚⊹♡ Mitsuya

"Me and Mana have a surprise for you." Luna ran up to you all of a sudden.

"What is it?" you placed your hands on your knees to get closer to Luna's height.

"Wait till christmas." that was Luna's only response before running off to continue playing with Mana.

"Hmmm..." you hummed, a bit confused.

"Was this... Luna and Mana's gift?" you looked at the comically large christmas present under the tree. What in the world did those two give you?

You carefully removed the lid of the box, worried about the contents. Only to find Mitsuya inside.

"I- What the hell?" Luna and Mana sure are some evil children.

"I don't know either. Hakkai approached me just now and said "sorry" before wrapping me up and putting me in this box with no further explanation." his eyes never left yours.

"I think I know who's idea this was..." you stepped inside the box, sitting directly across from him. He raised an eyebrow.

"Your little sisters told me something about a surprise for christmas..."

"Oh my god. That explains... a lot." he looked as if he just made a big realisation. You couldn't help but laugh a little at the sight.

You pecked his lips all of a sudden, making him jump slightly. "Tell them thank you later."

"Shouldn't you be thanking them?" he smiled.

"No, I'm sure you'll be the one thanking them tommorow." His eyes widened at your mischevious smirk.

an early christmas present for my mikey, hanma, baji and mitsuya babes 💕

i want to make sure yall are well fed with that christmas dinner this year

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zumistew · 2 months

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holding their hand

Tokyo revengers boys holding your hand for the first time Pt.2

Includes: Kakucho, Hanma, Ran, Rindou

tags: fluff, flirting, confession, protectiveness??

A/N: I didn’t expect my first story to get many likes so thank you for everyone who interacted ♡♡♡

Kakucho

Kakucho is always kind to you constantly providing you with nice gestures, so when he invited you to get some coffee you didn’t think anything of it.

Since it was nearing Valentine’s Day, the coffee shop had a discount for couples. Kakucho asked if you wanted to put on an act for some discounted food, and of course you agreed because who doesn’t like free food.

The waiter came to the table complementing you with a smile “your girlfriend is extremely beautiful.” “I know she is” he says with a sweet yet cocky smile on his face. You decide to ignore it telling the waiter thankyou and flashing Kakucho a smile because maybe it was just to keep the act up.

After paying the check Kakucho gets up from his side of the booth walking over to your side holding his hand out, you take his hand as he helps you out the booth. “Wow your really putting your all into this act” You say as yall walk out of the shop hand in hand. “It’s not an act stupid” he responds with a slight smile as he opens the shop door for you to exit. “What” you respond as you exit the shop. “I said it’s not an act Y/N” he says before he grabs you by the waist to move you to the side of the sidewalk opposite from the cars.

Hanma

Hanma was a wild card and everyone knew it. He was constantly taunting you and mocking you any chance he got. It was so much to the point that you couldn’t tell when he was being serious or joking.

Although he was crazy you could see he had a heart making himself vulnerable sometimes, you don’t even think he was aware when he was even exposing his true self sometimes.

As you two were walking you end up tripping over your shoes causing you to stumble. “Next time I’ll push you down myself” he say’s chuckling as he looks down at you. “If you push me you’ll regret it…trust me” you say jokingly knowing in the event that he actually pushed you that you would be defenseless.

He shoves you jokingly “now do something” he says smiling.

As you go to shove him back he grabs your wrist while smiling down at you. “Your weak” he says laughing as you give him a slight pout. “You’re not as funny as you think you are” you say with furrowed brows. “You know you enjoy my antics” he says moving his grip down from your wrist to your hand relaxing it in the middle of the two of y’all. “I don’t” you reply monotone but it was obvious you weren’t mad.

Ran

Ran was a lady’s man nobody could deny that. So you never took it seriously whenever he tried to flirt or compliment you.

But this time you were a little unsure. Here he was giving you a bag with a gift. “Open it” he says nonchalantly holding it out for you to grab. “Huh, what’s this?” you ask grabbing it from him taking out the crinkle paper inside. “Thought of you when I saw it” he says with a small smile as his low eyes look down at you with anticipation for your reaction.

You pull out a pearl necklace and a bracelet with the initial “R” dangling from it. “It’s very pretty” you say staring at it with admiration “but I think you left a bracelet for someone else in here stupid” you say thinking he was trying to buy gifts for multiple girls at once. “No I didn’t, it’s yours stupid* he says monotone looking at you with slight amusement. “I’m not stupid, my name doesn’t start with R, you messed up” you say smirking thinking you caught him holding the jewelry out for him to grab. “I know your name doesn’t start with R it’s because mine does” he says taking the jewelry, grabbing your wrist clipping the piece of delicate jewelry onto your wrist.

“Why did you get me this…don’t get me wrong I’m appreciative but why” you say looking up at him as he focuses on the jewelry he’s putting on your wrist. “Because you’re mine Y/N and I want everyone to know it” He smiles at you cockily after he finishes putting the jewelry on your wrist. You look at him a little surprised and suspicious. “Do you have an issue with that” he ask smirking down at you. “No…thanks for the jewelry it’s pretty, I like it” you say with a shy smile. “I know…pretty just like you” he says grabbing your hand.

Rindou

Rindou was your boy best friend. You two had the same humor and often laughed a lot with each other. And you two were now walking home from school together.

As you were walking home from school you looked down at your shoes to notice there untied. “Ugh my shoes keep coming untied” you groan starting to bend down. “Stop” he says lightly grabbing your arm lightly pulling you up. “Let me do it” he says smiling at you as he gets down on one knee. “Put your foot up Y/N” he says patting his thigh. “Oh ok” you say putting your foot on his thigh.

He starts focusing on tying your shoe for you. “You know I could tie it myself” you say looking down at him. “I know but I can’t let you tie your own shoes” he says taking your foot off his thigh as he finishes tying it.

You look at him confused as he stands up. “Why?” You ask him confused. “Because that’s not very gentlemanly” he says smirking at you. “If you say so” you shrug as you continue to walk.

He stops walking and you notice, so you turn around to see why he stopped. “You know Y/N, you’d never have to do anything for yourself if you were with me” he say hands in pockets. “Huh? What are you talking about” you say walking towards him.

“I’m saying that you would never have to lift a finger if you were with me” he says smirking grabbing your hand pulling you closer to him to get his point across. “Are you going to take me up on my offer” he say smirking looking over at you as he continues walking still holding your hand.

Part 1 down here ⇩

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luxthestrange · 6 months

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TOKREV Incorrect quotes#22 Kitties

Y/n & Takemichi: You have no idea what We're capable of!!

Hanma: Don't take it personally but I feel like I'm being threatened by two angry kitties...

Hanagaki sibs rizz

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slttygeto · 11 months

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“I PUT VEGETABLE OIL IN MY CAR” — TR MEN.

featuring: hanma shuji, ryuguji ken.

note: i missed making these. COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN.

HANMA —

when he walks into your shared apartment after not seeing you all day, he’s already confused when he sees the bottles of vegetable oil resting on top of the counter.

“what exactly are you trying to fry?” he questions in a playful tone, removing his jacket and shoes before joining you in the kitchen where you were pretending to stare at the bottle too hard.

“I’m just trying to see if I used the right amount for my car.”

pause.

“you what?” you have to bite the inside of your cheeks to stop yourself from laughing. the look of utter shock that paints hanma’s face was priceless but it immediately morphs into a skeptical expression because he knows— he knows you wouldn’t do something like that without asking him or at least telling him you took your car to get the oil changed.

“I changed my car’s oil today.”

“and you used vegetable oil.”

you nod and his face is in his hands for a couple of seconds before he’s pulling them away and staring at you with his intense, golden eyes.

“baby, why didn’t you text me?” he slowly approached you, hands now resting on your shoulders.

“you were busy, so I figured I would take care of it myself.” you beamed up at him and a smile crept up on your face when you took in how he was holding back a grin himself.

“oh doll, you flatter me. always caring about me, huh?”

“always.”

“great, now put that oil back where it was. I know you didn’t change your car’s oil today.” he kisses your lips softly before pulling away and walking to the bathroom.

“but— how did you know!”

“next time try to hide your phone better.” shit, that’s what gave you away.

“so if it wasn’t for my phone, what would you have done?” following him to the bathroom, your eyes took in the many tattoos that adorned the skin of his back as he stripped to get into the shower.

“bought you a new car. are you gonna join me or what?”

how could you say no to that.

DRAKEN —

you didn’t know if this was a good idea. in fact, you didn’t even want to do it. manjiro dared you to prank the man knowing very well he would have a heart attack and your boyfriend’s best friend lived for causing him trouble . even if it meant using you to do it.

“did you hear that? she tried to change her oil today. you should be proud.” mikey mumbled as he sat on a chair near where ken was working and said man immediately raised his head to look at you suspiciously at the mention of you doing anything remotely related to cars and bikes and not coming to him for advice.

“what do you mean?”

“what he means is that I changed my car’s oil. aren’t you proud of me?”

“oh I am, baby. what oil did you use?”

“vegeta-“ before you could even finish your sentence, draken looks up at you with sharp eyes, almost daring you to finish your sentence.

“what?” you feigned confusion and ken almost instantly took notice of the way you sucked in your lips, something you did when you were feeling anxious about something, or perhaps trying to hide something.

“so you put vegetable oil in your car.” draken spoke flatly, unimpressed with your attempt to trick him.

and when you nodded, his bored expression turned into a “you’re really keeping up with your lie?” with one eyebrow raised.

“my baby isn’t stupid,” he said while staring at mikey this time whose face scrunched in fake disgust when he heard his best friend refer to you as “his baby”. meanwhile, you could only try to hide your face to cover your blush and groan a little in frustration.

“you did that on purpose! you knew it would throw us all off!”

“then don’t try to trick me next time.”

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mitsuyafics · 5 months

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TR boys when you use their first name for the first time.

gender neutral reader

Includes : Mikey, Mitsuya, Inui, and Hanma.

Note : Implied NSFW, a little angsty on Inui’s.

Tell me if you want me to do others !!

Manjiro Sano

Mikey had been your boyfriend for around a year before you decided to try to use his first name. You usually used pet names or just calling him Mikey, but you really wanted to know what he’d think.

“Mikey~” You called out, as your boyfriend stayed on your chest, cuddling deeper into your body.

“Mikey, we have to get up. The gang will be waiting on us soon..”

He continued to ignore you, his eyes closed and a small smile on his face. Light breathing and the sound of birds outside filled the room.

Finally, you gathered enough courage.

“M..Manjiro..” You said quietly, a slight heat rushing to your face. The heat became even greater when his head sprung up at you, his gaze directly on your eyes.

“What did you just say?”

That tone. Was he mad at the random drop of his government name?

“U-Uh.. Manjiro..” You kept your confidence even though it was starting to falter.

“Say it again.” He demanded, his tone and face stone cold.

“Manjiro”

Suddenly a big smile showed on his face, and he started to kiss all over yours.

“Call me that from now on, yeah?” He smiled again, continuing his ministrations.

“Manjiro! That tickles” You giggled, extremely happy at how this turned out.

Mitsuya Takashi

It wasn’t long before you decided to call Mitsuya by his first name. It just kinda slipped out because of how much Hakkai would say it. Besides that, He just has such a pretty first name.

“Luna, Mana, I’m home!”

“Taka-nii!”

“Nii-chan!”

They yelled, running down the stairs.

“You brought Y/n-nee too! Yay!” Luna smiled, as both sisters hugged onto your legs.

“Hi my loves, how was school?”

You and the girls got into random conversations about the day, smiling and laughing.

Mitsuya started dinner, while softly smiling at the sight. He adored the way you got along with his sisters. It only pushed the attraction he already had for you.

After a while of talking with his sisters, you told them you were going to help him with dinner, and left them to play.

“Hi Love” He smiled when you walked towards him.

“Need any help, Takashi?”

Suddenly he froze, the knife he was using to cut vegetables dropped beside him, luckily not hitting anything.

“W-What?”

“Did I say something wrong? Was it too early to call you that..?” Anxiety started to creep into your mind like a wildfire. Everything in you telling you to apologize and say Mitsuya instead.

“N-No!” He turned around, and grabbed your hands. A smile present on his face. “Could you repeat that..?”

“Do you need any help, Mitsuya..?”

He frowned, “That’s not what you said..”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and tried again.

“Takashi..”

Suddenly one of his hands left yours and he hid his face behind it.

His ears shined red and he smiled brightly.

“Yes, I would love your help.. Please call me that more.”

“O-Okay!” You smiled brightly, happy he was okay with it.

“My name has never sounded better than it did when you said it..”

Inui Seishu

Inui had been your best friend since he originally joined Toman. Both him and Koko leaned towards you more than anyone else from the first division.

You had always thought Inui was so pretty, which Kokonoi noticed fairly quickly. He teased you about it often before you two got together.

You didn’t like calling Inui the same name as everyone else, which is where the thought of using his first name came from.

One night, you were hanging out with him in the old bike shop Inui stayed at. Usually Koko would be here too, but he had something going on he said he “had to deal with”.

“Are you hungry? I brought some food from the store..”

“Yeah I am, Thank you Seishu.”

He froze, The bag in his hand dropping to the floor. Suddenly you regretted this decision greatly. Especially when you noticed tears underlining his eyes.

“Inui! I’m sorry!” You rushed over to him, wiping his tears, a worried expression on your face.

He just stared at you, before pulling you into his arms and sobbing into your shoulder.

“I’m so sorry Inui.. I didn’t mean to hurt you..”

“No..” He cleared his throat, “Please call me that again..”

“Are you sure?? Uh.. I’m sorry, Seishu.”

His sobs got harder for a bit longer, as you held him tightly.

“Do you know.. how long I’ve waited to hear that name..?”

“What are you talking about..?”

“I’ve waited so long.. for someone to see me as just me.. Seishu..”

He sniffled again into your shoulder, before leaning back and holding your face with so much care, as if you could break at any second.

“I’ve always seen you as you, Seishu”

His eyes teared up again, and he smiled, before bringing you into a kiss beyond anything you’ve felt before. He put his all into that kiss.

That night he showed you exactly how much you meant to him. How much he loved you.

Hanma Shuji

Hanma and you started as a fling that just stayed to each other. There wasn’t any stated commitment, yet neither of you went to anyone else.

You thought about saying his name so many times, but never got the courage to. Until you were at a party with the Toman members.

The bar was filled with people, most tipsy and on the dance floor while Rindou Haitani played music for the whole crowd.

Hanma has never entertained anyone else, so you never felt the need to get possessive or jealous ever. Until this party.

“You’re Hanma right?” The girl slurred, “Wow. You really are as handsome as people say, Reaper.”

“Thanks.” He replied, before going back to his conversation with Kazutora.

“Are you here alone? I could show you a good time tonight, if you’d like~” She flirted, slowly getting closer to him before you walked up.

Placing yourself on Hanma’s lap, You smiled and kissed his cheek.

“Hi Shuji~ I missed you. Oh? Who is this?” You asked nicely, while smirking at the girl.

“Just some random girl. Says she can give me a good time. You believe that, doll?” He smirked.

“Oh! By all means try, But remember who he’s coming back to after, okay?” I smiled her way, as she scoffed and walked off.

He places a few sloppy kisses along your neck before smiling up at you.

“Was that jealousy, Doll? That side of you was.. extremely hot..”

“What can I say, You’ve been mine for a while.” You smiled, placing a slow kiss on his lips.

“Ugh. Get a fucking room.” Kazutora scoffed.

Suddenly you were picked up as Hanma stood, “Oh don’t worry, we will” He smirked as he walked away from Kazutora.

“Oh and doll?”

“Yes?”

“Be sure to call me Shuji for the rest of the night~”

#hanma shuuji x you #hanma headcanons #mikey #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers oneshot #manjiro x y/n #manjirosano #mitsuya takashi #mitsuya x reader #tokrev #inui seishu #inui x reader #sano manjiro x reader

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rubywithecat · 11 days

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Tokyo revengers boys when you ignore them after one night stand (pt.1)

Mikey

-he almost doesnt recognize you

-when he senses the familiar scent when you passed through him, he couldnt help but turned his head

-"Hey wait" he called out. "do i know you?"

-U frozed. "I dont know you..." u lied. He walked to face you and looked you carefully. U broke the eye contact and excused yourself.

-he grabbed your hand which made your body gravitated toward his chest

-"your a bad liar" his lips nearly toucing yours. "plz dont ignore me. ive been searching u everywhere"

Ran Haitani

-He thought he would just forget you as like he does for many women who he had slept with

-But something about u made him craving u more, maybe cuz of ur innocence (u were a virgin)

- U were going to ur class when u heard a smiliar voice, u quickly hide when u caught a glimpse of him

-he was on his phone and he seemed to like noticed that u hide, he smirked

-"Rindou, I will call u back" he closed his phone and walked toward where u were

-ur heart was beating so fast and u just prayed he would passed through and closed ur eyes

-"Found ya" he whispered, loud enough for u to hear. "U who snaked away from me after i gave u ur first best night ever. Don’t u think it’s a lil bit unfair to me?” he grabbed ur waist as if he could read ur mind about escaping

-"u cant run away from me second time, Miss"

Chifuyu Matsuno

-He tried to forget about what happened that night and didnt even think he could meet u again

-when he saw u at the mall, he was about to call u out but he saw u with a kid, he thought its ur kid

-he didnt try to talk with u anymore cuz he doesnt wanna be a threat to ur marriage or smth

-u also saw him but u were too nervous to go and talk cuz u liked that guy so much “what if he doesn’t remember me? I would just embarrass myself” u whispered to urself

-as u guys parted, u were sad and hopeless

-"hey (kid name), i need to use toilet. dont go anywhere before i come back,okay?' u bent down to the kids height and smiled.

-"Yes” he replied cutely. "Good boy." u told him and go to toilet quickly.

-just a hen u come back, u saw him talking to a guy so u rushed quickly.

-"how old r u?" u could hear slightly. "i am 8" ur nephew answered.

-"what did i tell u (kid name)?Dont talk to random--' u scolded him before realizing that guy

-"he just saved me from some bad guys who tried to steal our shopping bags" ur nephew answered.

"Oh god" u sighed and turned back to him, but dont dare to look at him. "Umm... thank u for saving my nephew..." u said awkwardly.

-He was stunned but he felt relieved and glad that he wasn’t ur son

-U were about to walk away when he started to talk, "Im sure we met before, right?"

-U looked back at him and he was smiling at u and it was not a question. He remembered u and will not let u go anymore

Hanma Shuji

-From the moment he saw u, he couldn’t lie to himself that he fell in love with u

-Whenever he fcks someone he always think about u

-He was pissed that u left him after s*x without even leaving ur number

-He tried his best to forget u

-u didnt expect to meet a one night stand u met last year at the club u work

-Ur not like a stripper or anything like that. U work as a waitress there as u have no choice to pay for ur collage

-U quickly covered ur face as he walked passed through

-"maybe he wont even remember me at all. It was long time ago" u relieved. But then he stopped.

-"Hey" he called u. "Wtf- plz don’t remember me" u mumbled. U dont wanna invlove in gang things so its best to stay away

-"Do u know where are vip rooms?" he asked u

-"Uh— it’s at ur left, sir" U didnt dare to look back and just answered nervously, hoping he doesn’t see ur face

-U stared at u from behind for a sec and then walked away, smoking.

-“U see that girl over there? Bring her to my room” he ordered the waiter

-“Sir, I’m afraid she’s just a waitress and doesn’t do that kind of thing ya know…” the waiter answered, afraid “I- could suggest u the best beautiful stripper in our club. I’m sure u will be satis—“ before he could finish his word, he was punched to the ground.

-“Useless shits” he mumbled as he looked down and wiped the blood strain on his ring “Bring her to me” he said and left as he threw sone cash to the waiter face.

-U entered the dim light room, written “VIP” cuz ur coworker begged u so u empathized him

-“Were u searching for me?” U said impatiently and faked to be confident when u were trembling inside. “Look, just to be clear, im not interested in sleeping with u. I just come to tell u that so plz leave me alone and my coworkers, sir”

-Hanma just laughed helplessly as he finds that cute and as u were about to leave, he tightly hugged u from behind and kissed ur neck, leaving a mark

-“Who said I care whether ur intreated or not?” he smirked. “U were already mine. Don’t u dare run away from me… please?” His voice changed. It was the first time he begged for someone and u also feel that part of u just can’t resist him

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A/N: Hi! Welcome back y’all! <3 So, I have been disappearing for a long time cuz of final exam and now it’s over so I can finally write back and have a lot of ideas that I wanna share with u guys. <3

Sorry for not being able to respond the requests but now that I’m free, I will be open to ur requests again! :*

And I hope u guys like this one and any supports are very much appreciated, loves <33

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo rev smut #sano manjiro #mikey x reader #ran haitani #ran x reader #ran headcanons #chifuyu matsuno #chifuyu x reader #chifuyu fluff #hanma shuji #hanma x reader #hanma headcanons #hanma shuuji x reader #ran haitani x reader

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buccini555 · 1 month

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𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

★ You and Hanma would have to do some school activities at your home, but while you tried to stay focused on your studies, Hanma preferred to be there to tease you and take your concentration off your math tasks.

★ I m a g i n e s.ᐟ

★ 𝑭𝒕. Hanma Shuji

Homework is definitely not something that Hanma would do, despite that, unlike him, you maintained your academic life in an exemplary way and so in front of your study table you had been completing your homework for some time now, sitting in the chair below you, Hanma certainly wouldn't be there to help you study even if you were sitting on his lap at the moment while maintaining your concentration on studying mathematics, on the contrary, Shuji just watched you in total silence with a completely bored look while you were doing it some exercises and calculations, but at the same time, holding your waist firmly with his hands, he forced your hips against his lap at the same time you were still trying to concentrate on solving some mathematical problems, so all your concentration went to few disappearing as Hanma made your body shiver with gentle but firm touches in your belly, under the thin fabric of your skirt, you could feel how "focused" he was at the moment when he at least tried to relieve all that tension by holding you against him.

"Oh? I don't have much patience to wait, in fact, I didn't even want to be waiting." He smirked, shaking his head impatiently, sliding his hands down, holding your thighs and subtly caressing them from bottom to top, eager to see your finish the tasks he was trying to complete.

☆ extreme sexual tension, fem! masturbation mention, fingering, petnames (princess, baby, babygirl), unprotected sex, strong words, submission (reader) not mentioned directly, mention of creampie and pregnancy at the end and I think that's it...

"I won't take long to finish the activities, Hanma, in fact, you should do yours, don't you think about this?" As you "adjusted" yourself on the boy's lap to tease him even more, you said, as you spoke, Hanma's breathing became more deep, making you sure that he would no longer have so much patience in waiting for you to finish studying to start telling you what he was feeling at the moment.

"You're so impatient, Hanma..." You continued studying, ignoring him for a moment, however, not for long, as he made you distracted as his hand traveled down the entire part of your thigh, approaching your crotch and giving you a shiver.

"I'm being patient with you now, if I was that impatient, I'd already be doing what I want to do, baby." Squeezing your leg, he laughed, saying shortly afterwards with the intention of teasing you even more.

"H-hanma... What do you want?" You I questioned in a whisper accompanied by a long sigh, feeling him get closer to your pussy little by little, you moved slowly, staying closer to him while going through the pages of your notebook to solve the next activity.

"Hmm? What's up, princess? I just want to play with you." Hanma stated right after while keeping his hands on you.

"I need to study, baby." Flipping the page of your notebook again, you made your speech, trying to dedicate yourself to studying again even though you were completely excited and felt pressure in your cunt with each of Hanma's touches.

"You can continue studying, I don't want to disturb you, I just... I just want to have some fun with you on my lap, babygirl." He responded in a serious tone, squeezing the inner part of your thigh again and making your breathing begin to become a bit deep.

"God, H-hanma! You always get what you want..." In a low tone, you delivered your line, scolding him.

"Oh, yeah? You know I'm really into you now, don't you? So let me fuck it." Hanma slowly began to touch you while you still remained determined to stay focused on your studies, first, the touches started over your school skirt, then your underwear, at that point concentrating was practically impossible since everything you could feel the same pressure becoming more intense in your pussy, which was already wet, so he held you again, lifting your hips enough to remove your panties, underneath your skirt, Hanma used his fingers on your intimacy masturbating you while you closed your legs.

"Hanma! S-stop... You've already enjoyed it enough." You scolded him again, even though all you wanted at that moment was for him to continue.

"Who let you close your legs for me? Have you lost fucking respect for me, girl?" He spoke without seeming to be joking, making you open your legs again, already impatient, he touched you again, this time more aggressively, Hanma didn't mind using his fingers on your clit and he did so, he liked it, stick their fingers in you, already who was practically addicted to how tight you could be. "Y-yes, cum for me, be a good girl and obey me, babe. Forget those stupid math exercises right now." By going even deeper into your cunt and making you moan. "I want to hear you moan for me, c'mon, baby." He said even more excited by your sweet moans.

"I-I'm almost done, Hanma! Can't you go some time without thinking about sex?" Trying to hold back your own moans by placing your hand under your mouth, you said, panting at the same time asand Hanma continued to masturbate you. "Mmmm... I'm not, let me continue, please, my princess, I'm being good with you." In a low tone, he spoke with a trembling voice, making you start to feel sorry for leaving him waiting as you could feel his dick becoming more and more hard between your legs.

You ignored him again, knowing that it would only make him more determined to fuck you at that moment. "Mm, fuck it, d-damn, H-hanma... D-don't stop." You exclaimed, he didn't stop touching your pussy and with the other hand squeezing your tits, making you no longer able to hide how pleasurable it had become.

"Y-yeah, baby, you look so fucking hot in that short skirt, your body... Y-you... fuck babe, you drive me crazy." He kissed your neck from behind, still intensifying the touch in the way he continued masturbating you until you wet his fingers enough for your liquid to flow, which wouldn't take long to happen. "K-keep it going, please, I-I won't to hold on much longer like this, H-hanma... P-please don't stop." The taller one definitely knew what he was doing, making you moan more and more loudly. "That's it, c'mon, I'm not even starting yet." He responded, feeling the pleasure in your breathless voice at the same time you fell apart in his hand.

"Argh, you're not going to leave me alone until I let you fuck me, is not it, Hanma?" Holding his hand close to you, you questioned him in a teasing tone.

"Ah..." Hanma smiled again when he saw that you wouldn't resist for long. "...I won't leave you alone until I see you begging me to stop fucking you." He responded right away.

"C-continue." You dropped the pen with your shaking hands, leaving your activities aside for a moment.

"I will." Hanma made you face down under the table, lifting your skirt while unzipping your own pants, leaving his dick visible.

"Be a good girl for me, okay? I don't want to have to punish you..." The boy said again, running his dick through your wet cunt making you feel how excited he was before placing it in you.

"...I-I'll be a good girl, P-please, Hanma." His words made you even more needy in the moment and he truly wasn’t going to stop until you couldn’t take it anymore. "P-please, Hanma, be kind to me?" You asked, looking back with a shy smile as you showed off to the boy.

"Beg me, c'mon, my beautiful princess." Hanma isn't very delicate in these situations, so he didn't wait long to start fucking you as he wanted, thrusting into you fast and hard. "Fuck, B-baby, you're so fucking tight." Shuji pulled your hair back with one hand while he held your wrists with the other, the thrusts became increasingly stronger making your legs tremble and lose strength as you felt how pleasurable it was to be fucked by him. "I-I'm yours, fuck it, y-yeah!" As your pussy was fucked with more and more strength, amidst your insistent moans you stated. "Y-you're mine, you're so hot.. Damn, I love fucking you." He stated right away while biting his own lip.

"Look at me, now." After a while, he made you turn around, Hanma picked you up again and put you on the table again. "I told you to fucking look at me!" He kissed you with the tongue right after while holding your neck and continuing to thrust into you."Y-you're being a great girl, lil bitch, ask me to fuck you more, go, right now." He kissed you and pulled your hair again, making sure to hear you moaning his name and continuing to fuck you until you had an orgasm. "H-hanma, I-I can't... I can't take it anymore, I-" Hanma placed his hand over your mouth, making you shut up immediately. "I told you I wouldn't stop anytime soon, you better obey me and let me finish." He said immediately, looking at you with a serious look, paying attention to your flushed face. "This tight pussy is killing me, damn it..." Your cunt leaked as he put more pressure on it, the boy didn't mind going deeper every time he felt your body tremble.

"If you keep going like this I'm going to end up filling you up... Mmm." He wasn't far from reaching his peak, for that reason, he continued increasing the speed of his thrusts while making you tremble, he went deeper and deeper while enjoying your hot and wet intimacy squeezing his fat cock. "S-stop, stop being stupid, Hanma." You exclaimed immediately. "What's up, babygirl? Don't you want to have a baby with me?" He laughed mockingly, still doing everything he could to provoke you and you remained silent trying to look at him with a disapproving look at the same time that you couldn't take it anymore how pleasurable it was to enjoy every inch of him inside you since he was going faster and faster and finally, before finally reaching your limit, he withdrew from inside you, pouring all that cum onto your thigh at the same time as he pulled you into a kiss again.

"Now you can go back to studying." In a brief pause while you sealed your lips, he said maintaining the same mocking tone, then Hanma cleaned up all the mess he made and even organized your materials, still trying hard to help you solve the exercises that remained to be solved.

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atsumwah · 1 year

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hanma : i'd kill for you ♡

y/n : ...

hanma : please ask me to kill for you

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porcalinecunt · 5 months

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𝐗𝐗𝐗 ♡

𐐂 what if hanma was an incubus . . . ?

🩰 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐔𝐁𝐔𝐒! 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐗 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

🧴𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓

𝐜𝐰 — afab!reader. sub!reader. hard dom!hanma. fingering. rough sex. a little bit of dub-con. implied multiple orgasms. breeding. pregnancy. dumbification. dacryphillia (?).

a/n: i got this idea from a certain friend of mine (you know who are 😗) and now i’m losing sleep over this slob of a man. then again, it’s hanma. no matter how many times i slander him, he’ll always be one of my favs jsksk.. anyways, enough about me, enjoy! 🫶🏼

꒰ incubus! hanma would preyed on you ever since he found you through a lewd dream of yours. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from your trembling body, your fingers furiously pumping in and out of your hole. your skin was flushed, shined with sweat and arousal that made every last one of his senses satisfied in a sexual frenzy.

꒰ incubus! hanma, unable to contain himself, he couldn’t help but take the opportunity and took control of your dream. running his claws up and down your torso as your eyes immediately darted at the demonic figure right next to you. a grin crept up on his lips as he watched a mixture of confusion and shock wash over your eyes. a chuckle bubbling in his throat, one that sounds far from human.

꒰ incubus! hanma would press a hand on your womb, staring hungrily at it. your frantic heartbeats filled his ears, yet your intentions were way too obvious to the sex demon. besides, no one could resist an incubus, something that would bring pleasure so good that mortals are put to shame.

꒰ incubus! hanma, who would already have your legs spread and violently fucking you at an ungodly pace. your moans became mewls that turned into full on shrieks. his cock already abusing your g-spot as your knees and arms are close to giving out, stuck in doggy position (which was his favorite ♡) until he got bored..

꒰ incubus! hanma would’ve rolled you over and immediately resumed, this time while he stood on his feet and you dangling from his waist. his claws dug into your skin as he pulled you on and off of his dick, drinking up your sobs of extreme pleasure. if he felt nice, he would’ve given you sloppy and sharped tongued kisses.

꒰ incubus! hanma wouldn’t leave a job unfinished. inching closer and closer to his orgasm, he stopped. he had to hold back from cackling when he saw the pure disappointment and impatiences on your face, it was almost amusing at how needy humans can be. he sets you down once again onto your back, leaving tiny bite marks before bending you in half. your legs were spread enough to expose your used hole, as you watched helplessly as hanma completely overtook you.

꒰ incubus! hanma watching you go dumb on his dick, tongue rolling out as tears and spit smeared your face as your whines grow unbearably loud from your impending orgasm. a burning sensation spread onto your womb, almost as if someone was branding your skin. his fangs showed through a grin, as hanma snapped his hips for the final time and painted your walls white. the feelings of his seed spilling into you threw you into euphoria, giggling uncontrollably while mewling from the afterglow.

꒰ incubus! hanma would most indefinitely knock you up. although it’s never a good idea to have a child with a mortal, nothing can stop him. he reveled in the image of your pregnant belly with his baby growing inside of you, leaving you vulnerable and attached to him as if he was your damn husband. the fact a cute little mortal would curl up into his lap and taking anything he gives them made his dick hard again. let’s just say he doesn’t stop at the dreams . . .

🎀 this work belongs to @porcalinecunt. reblogs and feedback are appreciated. <3

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g0kotta · 2 years

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Better without you

They cheat on you / break up with you, but you actually get happier without them.

Sanzu Haruchiyo, Haitani Rindou, Hanma Shuji, Haitani Ran(and Mitsuya Takashi;) ) x gn!reader

PART TWO

Now playing: Don Toliver - No Idea

Sanzu Haruchiyo

Since you've been gone, I've been just okay

“You’re nothing without me.” Sanzu points at you. “You can say whatever you want, but you know that it’s true. You’ll never find anyone else like me.”

“I know.” You wipe the tears from your face. “And I think that’s for the better. I gave you the world, Sanzu. I did everything for you. For us. And this is what you do? You fuck the first bitch you see at a party?”

“Whatever. You’ll be back soon.”

———

Walking around town with a couple of people, he had the biggest smirk on his face. Kanto Manji gang was already the top gang in Japan and things couldn’t get any better.

“Yo, Sanzu.” Ran slaps his back. “Isn’t that your ex?”

And as he turned around, he saw you talking with your friends. You laughed at something one of them said. He noticed how you were glowing, looking way better than you did during the relationship. And he felt a pang in his chest. You were right, weren’t you? You don’t need someone like him. Sanzu scoffs and pretends like seeing you so happy didn’t hurt.

“Whatever. They’ll be crawling back to me soon.”

Haitani Rindou

I know you mad, you didn't see it my way

“Can you for once just understand how this whole situation makes me feel?!” You yell out frustrated. “Why can’t you just see it from my point of view! You never listen to me. You just do everything your own way and then get mad at me when I try to treat you how you treat me! You’re a fucking hypocrite, Rin.”

“Whatever.” He just rolls his eyes and looks back at his game.

“You’re doing it again! I can’t remember the last time we spent our time together. I shouldn’t even be talking about this with yo-“

“So shut it.”

“Huh?” Your eyes widen.

“Shut the fuck up. You’re so fucking annoying.” Rindou bangs his fist on the table that held his gaming set up. “Always bitching about everything. If you hate how I ignore you so much, why don’t you just leave huh? Fucking dumbass.”

———

That day you did leave. And you never answered his calls or messages. Whenever he tried to talk to you, you would just walk past him, or just switch routes so you wouldn’t even have to see him. You started treating him like he treated you the whole relationship. Rindou knew he fucked up bad and he didn’t know how to get you back.

Hanma Shuji

Since I've been gone, I've been out of space

“You make me so fucking stressed, Shuji.” You sigh as you finish wrapping bandaids over his hands. “You disappear for weeks or months and don’t text, or call. I never know where you are and if you’ll come back. I hate it.”

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry, babe. It won’t happen again. I swear.” He kisses the top of your head.

You knew his words didn’t hold any meaning. He would sweet talk you into staying and then he’d disappear again, leaving you alone with the dark thoughts of what could have happened to him. But for now you’d just stay in his arms.

———

So after he didn’t reach out to you in four months, you decided to just end it there and grabbed your belongings from his apartment. At first it was hard. You’d check your phone for any new messages or calls, but after a while you realised how better you felt after leaving.

Ran Haitani (ft. Mitsuya Takashi)

I let lil' Shawty, come here, take your place

“I can’t believe you. I gave you a chance to change after the first time..” you feel your heart breaking, a lump was forming in your throat and you wanted to scream, to throw whatever was near you into walls. “And you went ahead and cheated on me for the second time?! Do you have no fucking shame, Haitani?” You looked at him and felt your stomach drop. He had a smirk on his face and his eyebrows were raised. Like this whole thing was just a show he was watching on the tv.

“You’re stupid if you think I can and will actually change. It’s not my fault you’re so dependent on me.” He shrugs his shoulders. “If I were you, I would’ve left ages ago.”

———

Ran was walking around Roppongi with Rindou. They wanted to visit a caffe that opened not too far from their apartment. And when they walked in Ran felt his stomach explode and his hands started shaking. There you were sitting in a booth, smiling happily while a guy him and his brother hated, was holding your hand and making you blush. Mitsuya Takashi healed your heart and made you forget about him. Ran couldn’t stand the thought of you belonging to someone else.

You want a paper plane, I don't mind

I wonder why your girl always smiling

Mitsuya felt someone staring at him and as he lifted his eyes, he tried to contain a smile. The Haitani brothers were both staring at you and him. He lifted your hand which he was holding and left a gentle kiss on your wrist. He doesn’t mind giving you the world if it meant you’d smile at him like that. It was Ran’s loss.

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killsaki · 1 year

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miscommunication ☆ romance isn’t on hanma’s list of specialties, but at least you can put making you cum on it.

hanma shuji x female!reader

4.4k words | minors dni

cw / tw : alcohol and weed mentions, his friends don’t respect you, biting, marking, vaginal fingering, nipple sucking, messy plot.

“you miss me, baby?” you can hear people speaking in the background as hanma talks into his phone as if he’s alone.

“no, shu’, i don’t.” you huff, picking lint from the couch cushions. you don’t understand how he’s so shameless, you’ve never been able to wrap your head around it no matter how long you’ve been around him.

“aw, but you’re still callin’ me that cute name.” your palm comes to land on your forehead as you mentally scold yourself from the force of habit.

“i didn't—”

“didn’t mean to? hm, ‘course not.” he speaks to you so sweetly but you know it’s condescending like you’re too dumb to know what you’re saying. “anyways, figured i’d be so kind to tell you that i’ll be by your place later tonight.”

you scoff, you can practically hear the big smile on his face as he taunts you. there are some calls of his name in the background and you’re tempted to just hang up in his face and go back to the show you’d been watching, but before you take the phone from your ear you hear your name from a voice that is not hanma’s.

“is that her?” one that you can recognize as rindou asks smoothly.

sanzu, you realize that’s who said your name before. you hear as he answers the question intended for hanma, making sure to repeat your name this time with ‘my’ in front of it as if you were his possession.

hanma lets out his signature laugh, one that always freaks you out a little. “you sanzu’s girl, baby?”

“shu’, stop.” you breathe into the phone, your tv screen dims in your peripheral.

“aw, shu.” ran mocks and you purse your lips, not thinking about how hanma would, of course, put you on speakerphone after asking such a question.

“i’m hanging up,” you speak in your usual tone and you can hear laughs all around.

“wait,” hanma joins in with his friends, “you gonna leave the door open for me?”

you sigh, considering it. you’d stopped hanging out with hanma on purpose, stopped answering your phone and the door for him. he was a wild card, though you knew that from the moment you met him something told you to give it a chance. it wasn’t until after he’d started getting into blood-filled fights right in front of you and showing up to your place unannounced one too many times that you’d decided enough was enough. to top it all off, he’d refuse to acknowledge any conversation that included him giving the two of you a title.

you hadn’t slept with him, despite how much he’s tried— well, you’ve slept with him. on his chest, him on yours, but you haven’t fucked him. so that saved a bit of your pride, but not enough for you to dive back head first in with someone who won’t even call you his girlfriend before trying to strip you down.

“you always wake my neighbors with your bike,” you mutter, hoping you aren’t still on speaker.

“then come to mine,” he replies immediately after, and your head cocks in confusion. in the amount of time you’ve been involved with each other, that is the one place you haven’t been with him. restaurants, fairs— hell even gang meetings. but not his place.never his place.

“i dunno,” you fake a yawn and he sucks his teeth. “i’m pretty tired.”

“head over right now and you can sleep in my bed, pretty.” he sounds far from the phone and your device buzzes not a second later. “should take ten to get here, see you in five.”

he sings that last word before ending the call. there’s a thought pulling at you not to go, to text him to ‘fuck off xx’ but a glance at your open bedroom door makes you decide you really would rather not sleep alone.

it takes you twenty minutes to pack a bag and get into your car, another fifteen to pull into the driveway of the house and for a moment you think he’d sent you to the wrong place. only when the scattered motorcycles come into sight do you know that wasn’t the case.

outgoing: come out here.

shu !: princess cant walk by herself?

outgoing: i’ll leave

shu !: don’t you dare

you lock your phone, waiting in the locked car for his figure to appear through the front door but to your surprise, it comes from the side of the house. the house had surely been remodeled and split in two at the second story because the staircase leading to the door hanma exits looks far from sturdy. even in the dark, you can see the happy bounce in his walk to your door.

“hey, pretty.” your hand comes to where he’s leaning down to the window to block lavender eyes from seeing the stupid smile that creeps up on your face from his presence. maybe you did miss him, but you weren’t going to admit that now.

“you didn’t say anything about your friends being here.” you fake annoyance as you gather your things and shut off the car, making sure to lock it before exiting.

“you heard them on the phone.” hanma shrugs, arms immediately snaking around the small of your back as he traps you against the warm metal.

“doesn’t mean i thought they’d still be here.” you can’t help but laugh when he starts to nose at your neck, placing kisses here and there.

“that why you took so long?” he pulls away from your throat, smiling into your lips as he kisses them, acting as if the two of you haven’t gone an entire month without speaking. “sanzu’s feelings ‘ll be hurt if he hears that.”

you drag out a sigh before he finally leads you up to his door, and it’s exactly what you expected from hanma shuji. a few small decorations are lining the walls, big tv, and a decent-sized couch placed in the living room. surrounding it, a singular circular fold-out chair and an oversized bean bag that look fairly new. and of course, with those, bodies of some of the most dangerous guys your age in the area scattered about.

“he let you carry your bag?” sanzu looks at you bewildered, game controller in hand. “i would never make you do that.”

“don’t pause the game!” a blonde with a lion tattoo grunts at the long-haired one, you note the matching console control in his grip.

“oh really?” your head snaps up to shuji who side-eyes you with a laugh.

“she was hoping you’d be gone when she got here.” hanma says with amusement clear in his tone, taking your bag from your hand and heading to the closed door you can only assume is his bedroom.

“ignore those two, i know you came to see me.” ran sets the beer bottle down, and extends that same hand towards you, one that you only stare at as you bite your lip. “don’t be shy.” he tacks on teasingly.

you don’t have a chance to say anything before hanma is back with his arms wrapped around your waist. ran rolls his eyes back to the screen, sanzu’s following as he resumes the game. but even with hanma’s presence, the flirting—more so, teasing—doesn’t stop, not for a while at least. ran had gotten rindou to join in from where he sat below you all for a bit and then they’d talked about you as if you weren’t even in the room. you’d started to tune it out after so long. all of your interjections to their weird comments got shot down by remarks about you being ‘shy.’

the need for sleep took over at some point and your annoyance and embarrassment diminished along with the conversation. the game suddenly became most important once again when shion and rindou had gotten tied up in their amounts of wins. or at least that's what you think you hear, it’s hard to make out anything when you’re focusing so hard on forcing your eyes to stay open.

you let your head fall onto hanma’s shoulder and not a split second passes before he wraps you up in his arms, pulling you to straddle him and rest your head against his chest.

“like a lap dog.” shion speaks to rindou directly but no one says anything else. hanma hums, and you can feel it against your fingertips when he does. his warmth makes you relax further into him, hands sliding to loop behind his neck.

“tired, shu’.” you yawn, and it’s real this time. the large hand smoothing along your back only spurring you further to the brink of unconsciousness.

“alright,” he sighs happily, the same tone you’ve often heard him use when he’s won at something. “everyone get the fuck out.”

“we’re in the middle of a game.” shion objects as he shifts his weight on the beanbag chair.

“baby wants to sleep, get the fuck out.”

“aw, c’mon,” you can hear ran’s voice grow closer as he leans towards you, “you don’t want us to leave yet, do you?” you open your eyes just in time to catch the sight of him reaching out to touch you. almost on instinct, you flinch away, burying yourself further into hanma’s hold.

ran’s expression doesn’t change much as he pulls back, but his eyes shift slightly— it makes an odd feeling start to stir in your gut. but it quickly vanishes as they all start to stand and call out their goodbyes— though they’re mainly to hanma, you’re talked about like a pet that they ask him to ‘be nice’ to. except for sanzu telling you that he’s always available to you, and ran letting you know how much bigger and how much happier you’d be in his bed, should you ever want to try it.

you ignore the implications, ignore the way they eye you as you stand to stretch. but you can’t possibly ignore the way hanma latches onto you, draping himself over you to cover you in kisses. ones you giggle at, but maybe miss the reason behind.

“why do they talk about me like that?” you ask when hanma locks the door behind his friends.

“hm?” he hums, approaching you with a smile.

“i’m not your dog.” you curl your lip at the thought of being seen as his little pet.

“you’re my girl,” he wraps himself around you yet again, guiding you into his room. “ain’t it the same thing?”

“not at all.” you scoff, trying to free yourself from him as he makes you stumble from the difference between his large steps and your own shorter ones. “that’s why none of you have girlfriends.”

“nah, some of them do.” you suddenly feel your heart drop, just a bit. you can’t decipher if it’s the fact that guys like hanma are capable of calling someone their girlfriend or the fact that those girls don’t know that their boyfriends sat in someone's living room for the past who knows how long and talked so… highly about you. “they just think you’re still free game because we haven’t fucked.”

“but they have girlfriends,” you repeat to him, freezing in his arms, making him lean down beside you to catch a look at your annoyed, confused expression.

“yeah,” he smiles as he informs you, “they have a few.”

“disgusting.”

hanma shrugs, unraveling his hold and softly pushing you toward the bed.

“annoying.” he says as he reaches over his head to grab the back of his shirt, pulling it off. “i dunno how they keep up with ‘em.”

that feeling starts to swirl in your chest again, and you’re sure you’re closer to figuring out what’s causing it. “it’s easier if you just don’t call any of them your girlfriend, huh?”

“nah,” he plops down on the bed, looking to where you still stand, arms crossed and fingers digging into your skin. “still too much room for bitchin’.”

“so then, what?” you snap unintentionally, you can blame it on your tired state if he asks.

“why’re you so fired up?” he leans off the bed, grabbing you and forcing you to stumble towards him. “you’re my girl, aren’t you?”

your eyebrows furrow more at his question, making it almost painful. “what are you talking about?”

“we’ve been talking for months, i’ve paid for shit for you, slept in your bed without fucking you,” his hands are never still, falling to the back of your thighs and wandering around all they can reach. “isn’t that what a boyfriend does?”

“shuji, what?” your mouth drops open, and you’re unsure what to feel. what has he thought this entire time? “we haven’t talked in a month, you wouldn’t even talk to me when i brought this up before.”

“‘cause i thought we understood each other.” he pressed his face against your folded arms until you dropped them so he could rest his chin against your stomach. “you are a lil’ slow though, huh?”

“excuse me?” your eyes widen down at him and you don’t know what you’re supposed to feel. “slow? because you wouldn’t— because you refused to—”

“shh,” he shushes you, pulling you down into the bed before you can fight him. “too much, it's getting hard for you to get your words out.”

“oh my god, you suck.” you squirm when he locks himself around you for the umpteenth time that night, but he doesn’t let up. nor does he reply, he only tucks you into his bare chest, humming once finally comfortable. but your mind doesn’t stop going, doesn’t stop asking questions you just are dying to get the answer to— you wish you’d never asked at all, sleepiness having escaped you,

“so they think because i haven’t fucked you that i would fuck them?”

“yeah,” he laughs back.

“that’s stupid.” you wonder what could’ve given them that impression— or it was just wishful thinking. “wait, wait back to me being—”

“‘cause you’re hooked on me without my dick, right?” he interrupts, pushing your shoulder back so you’re looking at him and his stupid, pretty smirk.

“my god, shu’.” you groan, and fall back into the pillow, away from him. which, you quickly realize was a trap— something you should be more wary of when it comes to him— as he climbs on top of you, encasing you between his limbs.

“yeah, am i?” he licks his lips, looking down at you with a wicked gleam in his lavender eyes, something far from holy. you can’t deny the way it makes your heart skip a beat, how his bare skin feels pressed to yours in the places your shirt lifts, and the smell of weed and cigarettes mixed with something sweet wafts over you.

“i,” you put your hands to his chest, maybe to push him off, but they lose strength when they come into contact with him. “came over here to sleep.”

“we can.” he tries to shrug, but it looks silly given his position. “after.” he glances to your lips, leaning down only to ghost them with his own before he moves to press a kiss just under your ear. his body weight presses into you just a bit more, his legs slipping between yours and you feel yourself melt into the mattress. “or,” he pulls from where he’d almost started to leave marks on your neck to make eye contact as he rests his hips against your own, clothed cock heavy and warm against your cunt, making his next words feel like more of a taunt. “we don’t have to.”

you swallow, face warm as you open your mouth a few times, not sure what to say, not sure what you want. “maybe… just a little,” you nod.

he leans back down, speaking low against your lips and making your chest vibrate from his pressed against it. “whatever you’ll give me, pretty girl.”

his mouth meshes with yours, slow wet drags of lips make you into a puddle in his sheets. all you can do is reach out for him, wrap around him, try to pull him impossibly closer. your hands go from tangling and tugging at his hair when he grinds down into you, to scratching between his shoulders when his lips leave yours to travel down your neck.

you can stomach the want, handle the heat flowing through your veins that begs for more. even when your clothes start to diminish in number and you’re left in nothing more than your panties under him. you can manage the twitch in your fingers that ache to touch parts of him that are still out of sight, that is until his mouth starts to suck marks into the soft skin of your breast. the hand reading sin, cupping your other before fingertips find their way to your nipple.

you gasp at the contact, and his eyes dart from where they’d been so peacefully closed up to watch your expression. he rolls the bud and the callousness of his hands does little to help you fight against the sounds you wish would stay caught in your throat. hanma is an opportunist if anything, and before you can even move to cover your face, his lips latch around your other nipple. you can’t think to fight the whine that escapes you, not when his weight lifts off of you so that his free hand can glide fingertips along your embarrassingly wet, still clothed slit.

your body moves on its own, a hand tangling in his hair and your hips bucking against him.

“there she is,” he speaks softly against your sensitive skin and your eyes flutter at his tone. it’s like cool silk in the way it makes you shiver. his fingers press harder against the fabric, teasing you with the resistance it gives, allowing him to press just enough against your entrance that you can feel the push but nothing more.

and suddenly you can’t handle it any longer. your want has bubbled into need and you’re far too warm for your skin, desperation for him to give you anything claws at you.

“more,” you pant out.

there’s a popping sound when he unlatches from your skin, and you don’t need to look down at him to know there’s a smirk on his face when he asks, “more?” but you do anyways, and you wish you didn’t. he’s already looking back at you, pretty purple eyes low with lust, his tongue prodding from between his lips as it runs slow, wet circles around your nipple making you that much weaker beneath him.

more of your soft pants fill the air before you’re able to tear yourself away from the sight, whimpering a small, “please, shu’.” before throwing an arm over your eyes.

his weight shifts on the mattress, and he’s pushing the seat of your panties out of the way to separate your folds with rough fingertips. “anythin’ for my girl.”

you feel your breathing pick up and hear how it comes out in fast little huffs, but you can’t think of anything but how perfectly he moves against you, how it feels like the devil dancing the way that he circles your clit. pulling back the hood of it to get to the part that has you nearly in tears when he starts to tease it.

there are kisses pressed to your arm that cover your face, making you move it in search to feel those lips against your own instead. you look up to hanma who’s already looking back at you who's wearing an expression you’ve never seen from him before. his jaw slack, causing his lips to part, his tongue gliding along them as his nearly glowing, low-lidded gaze makes your heart race.

he watches you so intently as his fingers find their way back down your entrance, eyes locking on the way your lips fall open to gasp when he pushes one of his fingers in tantalizingly slow. you know he’s doing it on purpose, but you can’t tell if it’s for you or him the way his chest starts to heave from watching your expressions alone. how your eyes flutter when his knuckles press against you, the way your lips twitch with the sounds that fall from him curling his finger and pressing it against your softest wall, pressing far deeper than you’d ever felt your fingers reach. there’s nothing but the faintest buzz of this season’s bugs chirping outside, the sound of your shared sounds, and the way your slick clicks against his hand each time he pulls away only to push his digit back in to force another pretty moan out of your throat.

“more, pretty?” his voice barely audible.

“more, please.”

with the next pullback of his wrist, he adds another of his long, slender fingers into you. he pushes back to his knuckle this time, he presses his lips back to yours in time to catch the surprised sounds that lip out at his new, sudden pace. it’s faster but just as deep as his previous slow, teasing one. it has what would be embarrassing high pitch ‘ah, ah, ah’s falling off your tongue right onto his, but each push against your swollen spot has everything that isn’t the feeling that he’s giving you out of your mind.

his lips mold against yours, even when you can barely keep conscious enough to control them, trying to kiss him back, to feel yours drag against his and feel the way his infamous smirk starts to creep back onto his face when your nonsensical whines turn into those of his name. his move down to your ear, but he doesn’t speak yet, instead just using the position to listen as closely as he can to the highs of your breathy whimpers each time he fucks his fingers back into you.

“feel so good, baby.” his words are hot against your skin, “can’t wait to fuck this perfect pussy.” you clamp around him at the thought, of how easily you’ve melted for him from the way he worked you up alone, you can’t imagine watching the way he’d look sinking into you. “yeah?” he sounds huskier at the way your body agrees with his words. his lips drag along the column of your neck as he speaks between marks he leaves there. “you ‘gonna let me? ‘wanna take my cock, baby?” you feel yourself nod that time, hips starting to move against his hand at the same time, starting to search for the inches that you miss each time they pull out of you, even with the promise of them sinking back in is only second away. “you want it?”

“want it,” you manage to form, and you feel hanma’s teeth sink into where he’d just left a bruise. it sends the knot in your gut pulling tight, your legs starting to twitch against his sides— the curse of his name that leaves your mouth broken has him pressing his fingers as far into your cunt as they can reach, middle and ring fingers curling in and out of you with a need to hear the way you’re soaking down his wrist, to force your walls to spams around him, and make you cling to him even tighter than before, scrambling to grab every part of him that you can reach. tears are pricking at your eyes as you feel your stomach flex, face twisting up in a pleasure that hanma just has to pull away from you to take in clearly.

“c’mon,” he licks his lips as watches you start to unravel beneath him, his thumb rubbing sloppy shapes into your pulsing clit. “make a pretty little mess for me.”

“shu’–fuck,” you drag out in a high cry, tears burning hot down your cheeks as you feel the white-hot static spread from your tightened core through your limbs, shooting down to the tips of your fingers.

he drags out his curse, pressing his hips into yours, just far enough away from your cunt he’s still able to finger you through your high. as you start to catch your breath, regain control of your body aside from the search for pleasure that overtook you before, you find yourself sticky from the middle of your thighs to their apex and the warmth that loomed over you starting to disappear.

“no,” you use your leg which still feels far too heavy to wrap around hanma, keeping him from where he was attempting to get off the bed.

hanma huffs a laugh down at you, “i’m comin’ back,” his long fingers wrap around the soft of your thigh, squeezing it slightly as he moves it. “‘gotta change since i fuckin’ creamed my pants.”

you laugh softly, eyes drifting closed. you want nothing more than to poke fun at him, but you’ve also never felt this kind of tired before. you’re seconds away from drifting off when he wakes you with a warm rag to your skin.

“you got me acting like i’m a fuckin’ virgin,” he laughs, likely at himself again.

“you mean you’re not one?” your words come out weak, and you can barely make out the shape of him in the now dim room as you speak.

“nah,” he wipes the last bit of the mess he made of you off your skin, humming in that same happy tone you hear nonstop from him. “i treat my girl so nice don’t i?”

you shrug weakly, “if thinking that will help you sleep tonight.”

“ahh,“ he tosses the wet, filthy rag off to what you hope isn’t just the top of his clothes basket. “you being next to me will help more than that,” your lips twitch up at his words as his weight drops down beside you, long arms maneuvering you around until he’s satisfied with how your bare chest presses up against him. “but busting that nut’ll help a lot too.”

“i can’t stand you.”

“mm,” he kisses your forehead, “but you came so ha—”

“shhhh,” you pat against his skin with your palm, like you’re trying to lull a child to sleep. “stop talking, ‘m tired.” you rub your head on where he’s laid you on one of his arms as if it’ll change anything at all about your comfort. “‘night, shu’.”

you faintly feel lips meet your forehead for a sweet, short kiss as you drift off. but you know you hear when he whispers back, “‘night, pretty baby.”

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eggtartz · 1 year

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a/n : inspiration from that one scene in bj alex 🤭

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summary : trying to stop hanma's habit

cw : slight smut, established relationship, hanma loves your tits

you see, you loved your husband so much but the thing is his habit is getting out of hand. being concerned for his health is one thing, another thing is you were getting annoyed with the tobacco scent too. in one of your heated arguments, he did said that he's trying very hard to break the habit he has developed since he was a teen. so you two has settled down for him to try and reduce the amount of cigarettes he smokes in a day rather than stopping the habit at once.

the thing is, hanma isn't bothering to try anymore.

"honey can you grab the lighter for me?" he said while eyes are still attached to the movie. your glares go unnoticed by him but you reached for the lighter anyway that is until you got an idea. since he was so distracted with whatever the television is showing him, you bit your lip and slipped the lighter inside the padding of your bra then sat quietly there.

"doll?" you gave no care so hanma reached out to your side so he touched your stomach perfectly for you to execute your plan. you grabbed his hand and straddled him now he's under you while you're on his lap. "it's not there shuji, you can find it somewhere here though" you said while guiding his hands to your chest, his hand now grabbing on of them.

hanma smirked while adjusting his long limbs to his comfort and took off his glasses. "someone's needy tonight?"

"not needy shuji, just need you off the cigarette"

he grabbed your boobs againts the silk shirt and massaged them, making you moan in relief. he then pulled the shirt off you and massaged them again, as if your boobs are stress balls customized for him. "hm, the girls are sensitive doll. has it been that long since i've given you any attention?"

you nodded and gasped when your husband unclasped your bra and latched his mouth on your nipple. the lighter that fell out from the bra was cared less as your hand went to pull his hair, not to hard but enough pressure to turn him on. the other hand was still massaging your tits while his mouth exchanged between your nipples making you cry out of pleasure.

breathing for air, he looked up at you and gave your neck purple hickeys while you rubbed your clothed pussy on his bulge that made him hiss with the contact. "yeah mama, ride me just like that? use me to get off"

you rubbed againts him harder while he peppered kisses on your boobs, your nipple now hard again. "fuck love your tits so much, they say your tits get bigger when you're pregnant. wanna try having kids mama?" he stated while nudging his bulge againts your sensitive core that snapped the knot, you screaming as you overstimulate your release with slowly riding him again.

"oh it's all wet now. wanna take it out and clean it for me doll?" say less you were already on your knees, tits bouncing in the process.

hanma thought this might be your plan to get him away from the smokes. and it's fucking working.

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slttygeto · 10 months

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╰┈➤ 11:06 ⋆·˚ ༘ *hanma shuji ‧₊˚.

you’re supposed to feel nervous around him. you’re supposed to think he’s intimidating. but you don’t, and it drives him crazy.

hanma shows up everyday to the little coffeeshop you own down the street, it’s hidden and doesn’t have a lot of customers. you always open at 7:30a.m in case someone was running late and wants to grab a coffee, your lunch break is at 12:30 and you finally close at 6p.m.

he has your schedule memorized.

the first time he came in, he had a little bit of blood on his face. he remembers the way you eyed him weirdly, almost unsure if you wanted to let him in.

“it’s not mine.” he says, as if it was going to make things better and you raise an eyebrow.

“are you in a gang or something?”

“…or something,” you see his hand tattoos and nod to yourself. sin and punishment, interesting.

“okay mr gang leader, here’s your coffee.” no fear, no hesitation—hell, you were even joking around about this?

when shuji realized just how little you think of his job, he starts to visit your little shop more often. he hopes that you somehow get scared of the number of people he killed, maybe even fear for your life that he would somehow do the same to you and kick him out—push him away from you and tell him to never come back.

but you don’t, and it fucks up with him even more.

why would you let someone like him in? why would you laugh at his jokes, why would you share your lunch and tell him to stay safe?

him? staying safe? it’s other people who should fear that he’s walking out on the streets.

you’re accepting of him, and it’s new. it’s such a rare thing for a person to let someone like him enjoy the simplicity of life. to drink coffee while reading a book, stroke a cat’s head and let the animal sit on his lap all while you’re telling him a story from when you were in highschool.

but hanma knows this won’t last. he’s always added the ugly to a person’s life, so he doesn’t deserve to enjoy the beauty of someone else’s.

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the-witch-of-one-piece · 1 year

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Teaching Them Spanish 18+ Ft: Baji, Hakkai, Hanma, Rindou, and Ran WC:900 part 2 TW; Swearing in Spanish, humor (unedited) A/N: Hello babes! I decided to do something more on the fun side! Teaching some lucky men Spanish part 1! Please understand there are different dialects and meanings for some of the words used. This is what I grew up knowing and learning as a kid! For example, since I'm Mexican concha means shell in Spanish for me and I have a friend who is from Argentina concha means p**** in Spanish to her. Hope you enjoy! (@sashi-ya and I had a long convo about this lol)

Hanma

From the start, it was a bad idea to teach him any bad words in Spanish. The man literally memorized every single word and used them on a daily basis. He would say it at the most random places as well. Getting an iced coffee at one of your favorite spots as your order was ready. Hanma grabbed both drinks “Thanks puto.” he spoke nonchalantly with a smile. You looked at your boyfriend squinting your eyes at him. The barista didn’t know what he said but just smiled and waved us goodbye.

“You cannot keep saying it like that!” you scolded him.

“Come on babe like they really know what puto means,” he smirked while taking a drink of his coffee, his hand draping around your shoulder. “Bet you anything if I say it to a random person right now they will not know what it means. Wanna see?”

“No-no I believe you.” letting a low chuckle out knowing how gutsy he already was. “I wish you picked up on the sweet things I taught you rather than the bad ones.”

Even though he loved saying the bad words he did learn the phrase just for you “Eres el amor de mi vida (You are the love of my life),” The way he rolled his r’s so perfectly made your heart drop the scarlet color dusting your cheeks.

Baji

“Leave them alone pinche baboso!” Hearing your long-haired boyfriend's voice raise louder. It startled you a bit to hear the aggressive tone he used. A person who seemed to not get the hint to leave you. They seemed to finally get the hint and walk off. His eyes followed the person until they were out of his sight letting out an annoyed sigh. His hand was still holding onto yours.

Your other hand begins to rub his forearm. “you okay??” Looking up at him.

He looked down at you as his stern look lessened “Yeah…” he noticed the smile on your face “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“We need to practice your pronunciation a bit more. But you used the terms correctly.” You spoke chirpily

Raising his brow “stop acting like a teacher! I said it perfectly.”

“You had the sas which was great but Pinche we need to work on you have to let it come down deeeeep from your soul when you say it.” You said smiling. Letting go of your hand he began to walk off “Babe wait!” You took off chasing him.

Hakkai

He wanted to learn for you. Bless his soul it took him son to ask you. Every day like a clock work you sat down with him. He didn’t know how to even have the words come out of his mouth. The phrase was very simple to say. “Don’t be shy babe.” both of your hands were resting on your cheeks giving him a sweet smile.

‘They cannot look at me this cute and ask me to do this.’ he thought to himself. The blush dusted his cheeks. “I-I can’t.” his hands began to rub his face Reaching for his hands bringing them down from his face. “You got this, don't second guess yourself.” sweetly speaking to him. Swallowing the hard lump in the back of his throat “¿Me regalas un beso? (can you give me a kiss?)”

“Sí” leaning over pressing your lips lightly against trembling lips. “You wanna learn another one?” you looked at him, he was still a bit shocked. You think you might have made your boyfriend pass out with his eyes open.

Rindou

“I would use this phrase a lot.” He looked at you “teach me it.” “I told you I didn’t wanna teach you the bad words. And all I’ve been teaching you is the bad phrases.” you pouted. Rin was so persistent in learning the phrases he wanted to know... You wanted to teach him Spanish but each time he asked it was the bad ones.

“Come on, just let me know what it is, can't you see I want to learn.” Rin’s violet eyes looking at you.

Being the sucker you are just the simple look at you with his violet eyes you couldn’t help but give into him “que chingados( what the fuck)” crossing your arms and sighing. “que chingados.” he repeated it a few times, getting the feel and the tone he should use with it.

“Okay stop saying it, you don’t need to say it right now.”

“¿Por qué?” he smirked.

Ran

“Mi Amor~~~” Ran loved the phrases he was a natural at learning the new language. Literally felt like you were dating a telenovela actor. It all started when you were actually watching a telenovela. He wanted to know what was going on and he didn’t want to read the subtitles. You were putty in his hands, his hands wrapping around your waist. Your hands resting against his chest. “Sí mi Rey~~(yes my king)” you cooed. He loved hearing you speak to him in Spanish. “God I love how you say that. Me gusta mucho (i like it a lot)”

“ I know you do. Are you ready to watch the rest of the show?” asking him, your fingers running through his hair.

“ I was thinking about having our own little romantico moment right now.” looking at your lips then back at your eyes the corner of his lip slightly curled up.

“If yall going to act like cochinos close the door.” Rin was walking past the open door.

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