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rizsu · 1 year

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not delusional sano brothers & haitani brothers.

-> haikyuu & jujutsu kaisen version

shinichiro sano.

“shin,” a little girl calls for her brother. curious hands safely holding shinchiro's phone as she runs through the shop to find her brother. reaching her destination, emma stands on the tip of her toes, holding out his phone up to his face, “who's this girl?”

shoving his cigarette down into the ashtray, shinichiro lifts emma onto his hip. he squints at the phone's screen before looking back at his eight year old sister with a smile, “curious?”

“mhm!”

emma sways her head side to side waiting for an answer from him. shinichiro takes his phone from her, placing it into his pocket while he walks out from his shop and to the house.

“she's my girlfriend.”

“GIRLFRIEND!?”

emma slaps both hands on her mouth, wide eyes looking at her brother in genuine shock. embarrassment settles in shinichiro, he did not need his little sister to shout so loudly. was it really that shocking!? he sets her down the moment he stepped into their home, letting out an airy laugh as he smoothens emma's skirt, “yes, i'm not lying.”

emma's face merges into another shocked expression, her eyebrows raised and her lips curved into an ‘O’. nodding twice emma runs off into the house, whisper-yelling “mikey! mikey!” she's probably going to tell him the jaw-dropping news.

manjiro sano.

draken's suspicious. mikey's been awfully quiet and smiles to himself a lot. raising an eyebrow, draken takes another sip of his drink, is he going crazy? he judges mikey again. for the fifth time this day, mikey's giggled and smiled to himself like a little girl thinking about her celebrity crush.

“what the hell is going on with you?!” draken questions, he takes hold of a random fork from the table, pointing it at mikey demanding an answer.

“say, ‘ken,” mikey speaks, resting both elbows on and clasping his fingers together, he leans in closer before continuing, “what would you do if you got a girlfriend?”

draken, though holding a normal expression, is currently surprised. what does mikey mean? did mikey score a girl? is he truly going insane? questions that'll never find their answers. opening his mouth to answer, draken immediately closes it—he has to think about his answer precisely.

“i'd probably want to show her off? why the fuck are you asking me this!?”

“perfect answer because you see,” mikey stops himself, he leans over the table to whisper in draken's ear, “I GOT A GIRL!” he shouts and receives a slap on the head.

“first of all, never do that again.” draken rubs his ear, rolling his eyes as he shoos mikey away.

“secondly, are your impulses getting worse? need me to get you your comfort snack?” draken genuinely questions. he thinks mikey's gone insane.

“...don't talk to me.” slapping his palms on the table, mikey dramatically slings his bag on his shoulder walking out the shop with fake tears.

ran haitani.

rindou opens the door after three knocks. he looks at you up and down for five seconds before concluding that you got the wrong house. so what does he do? he closes the door but luckily, ran saw you and held the door open.

“don't lock my girl out, rin.”

“sorry, my bad—YOUR GIRL!?”

rindou stops from walking back to his room and spins around immediately. he points at ran before pointing at you, clearly he's confused. from what rindou remembers, ran's a loser that sweet talks but never manages to get past that, so what does he mean by “my girl”?!

you stand there awkwardly while the two brothers bicker. ran's offended and rindou's just rindou. looking at the two brothers, you decide to stop them and introduce yourself.

“hello, i'm y/n.”

“hi, i'm rindou. anyways, RAN.”

he shouts ran's name, demanding further explaination. and what does ran do? shuffle past rindou while pulling you your wrist. he pulls you in front of him before looking back at his younger brother with a lazy smile, “i'll tell you the details later.”

rindou rolls his eyes, walking into his room but before that, he responds to ran, “you better. good night you two.”

rindou haitani.

“you look like a creep.” sanzu walks up to rindou, resting his cold soda on rindou's head. his eyes move to what rindou's watching and looks back to him with a teasing smile.

“what do you mean by creep.” rindou says, slapping off sanzu's drink.

“well, if i saw a random thirty year old man dressed in dark tones looking at a girl i'd think you're a creep—without context of course.” sanzu defends himself, sitting beside rindou slinging an arm over the bench's backrest.

rindou raises his middle finger to sanzu's face, he's not going to listen to him anymore. unlocking his phone, he texts you.

rindou smiles at your texts which creeps sanzu out. seriously, he's getting goosebumps so he must talk about it.

“gang executive smiles at silly texts with his girlfriend, how unsettling.” sanzu feigns a tremble, looking at rindou in pure disgust as if he committed a crime.

“shut up, pill popper and how did you know..” squinting his eyes at sanzu, rindou questions. how did sanzu know? what was bonten's number two doing to find out such information? how bored was sanzu?

giving rindou a grin, sanzu gives him a vague answer, “i have my ways.”

#+ rizsu: tokyo revengers.#tokyo revengers x reader #shinichiro x reader #sano shinichiro x reader #shinichiro fluff #manjiro sano x reader #mikey x reader #mikey fluff #ran haitani x reader #ran x reader #ran fluff #rindou haitani x reader #rindou x reader #rindou fluff #tokyo revengers drabbles #tokrev fluff

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wolfiesmoon · 4 months

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What a fate

Ran x good girl! reader

this is a part 2 to my fic "i can't sleep", dont worry i'm feeding ur families they will no longer starve. apparently people are really into ran considering how many notes that fic of mine got (and who can blame them honestly)

unrelated but i cant believe it took me this long to get into housewife radio by ghost i love the horror vibes because of course i do

You've had a turbulent few days recently. Ever since you agreed to do that stupid dare Ran hasn't left you alone.

He did promise to do so but you didn't think he was actually serious about "making you his". How could you let this happen?

Things turned out completely opposite to what you expected, though. Instead of dragging you to his gang meeting to beat the crap out of you, he's taking you there to threaten his lackeys that if they even so much as lay a finger on his girl (you), they'd feel hell on earth.

You suppose that it's nice that he wants to protect you but you feel extremely out of place and uncomfortable at a gang meeting of all places.

Your parents think you're studying at a library right now. Somehow, you feel like you're commiting a crime.

You also met his brother at that meeting.

It seems being a good-for-nothing delinquent runs in their family. You feel sorry for their parents. If they even have them.

"Wow, I would've never thought the nerd would be your type." Rindou teased Ran. Actually, maybe it was both of you he was teasing.

"She's the one that kissed me first." Ran smirked at you.

"You're the worst. Both of you." you furrowed your brows, not finding either of them amusing in the slightest.

"Your girlfriend hates you, man. Personally I would not put up with that." Rindou seemed disinterested, checking his nails as he said that.

"I am not his girlfriend, either!" you defended yourself but Ran just looked at you like he pitied you and Rindou looked like he didn't believe you.

"Right, okay, if you say so. You two have your lover's quarrel on your own. I'm going elsewhere." Rindou just casually left, leaving you all alone with Ran in an abandoned storage unit. Oh boy.

"Umm, I should get going- ack!" you felt your wrist getting grabbed, preventing you from leaving. There's your only exit up in smoke.

"Leaving so soon? But we haven't even had our fun yet." Ran smiled at you and you honestly felt scared at that moment. Oh no, you shouldn't have yelled back at him so daringly just now. Now he's going to beat the crap out of you and drop you off in front of your parents doorstep as a warning to never mess with his gang again.

He leaned in closer and you braced yourself for the pain, but instead of that you felt his lips on yours.

Kissing...?! Again?! Well, atleast it's better than a punch to the face... You can't believe it's come to a point where you're glad to get kissed by Ran.

But still, does he have to kiss you in the least romantic place possible? Even if you did have feelings for him you'd totally find this moment cringy.

"You suck at kissing." He comments heartily, pulling away.

"I'm not the one who kisses a new girl every day. Maybe I actually have some self-respect." You crossed your arms. He was your first kiss after all.

"Every night is an exaggeration. It's like, every week." You couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious, even if you saw his expression.

"Oh, wow. Glad to know that I'll get cheated on in about 3 days. Way to make your 'girlfriend' hate you less."

"I'll stop for you." He smiled.

"Uh huh, whatever." You rolled your eyes.

Though, his kisses are actually kind of making you.... No, no! Don't fall for that! You can't believe you almost admitted that you'd fall for him if he kissed you more.

"How's it going with your new boyfriend, girl?"

"God, do not call him that." You held your forehead in frustration.

"I think he's taken a liking to you." Your friend nudged you, pointing at Ran who was sitting on the other side of the cafeteria and smiling at you as he ate.

"Great." You said sarcastically, immediately looking away when your eyes met.

"See? It ended up well. Now you have a hot bad boy boyfriend." Your friend kinda wished she'd done it instead of daring you.

"Didn't I just... ugh! I don't think my parents would agree with you." You placed your forehead on the table, groaning. "You date him if you want a bad boy so bad. But I hate you for dragging me into this." Your voice was slightly muffled.

"Yeah, we'll see. You'll be the happiest couple ever in like, two months."

You raised your head, looking back at Ran once again. You're in quite the pickle, aren't you? The next thing you know, you'll fall for Haitani Ran.

How scarily exciting.

"Hop on." Ran stopped on his bike in front of the library. How he knew you had a study session there today? Don't worry about the details.

Another motorcycle ride... You feel like you barely survived the last one.

"My parents expect me to be home in 10 minutes." You crossed your arms. You weren't lying, either.

"Who cares? Live a little." Ran rolled his eyes playfully. Clearly he isn't going to let you back down.

"I'll do it, but only if you keep it to ten minutes." He was right, backing down isn't your thing. You wonder how much resisting him you could get away with if you weren't special to him.

Special to him... huh.

"Killjoy." He insulted you lightly as you sat down in front of him. Again, neither of you are wearing a helmet. This is the last time you'll let it slide.

"I prefer to not get scolded endlessly." You held onto him tightly because you knew what was coming and didn't want to almost fall off the bike again. He felt proud when you held onto him like that.

Like you're finally his. To be honest, he didn't really care much for you until you kissed him out of nowhere like that. How bold of you, the top-of-the-class rule stickler. But he likes that. And that's why he decided to make you his.

Isn't the fact that he lets you ride on his motorcycle enough to see that?

You felt the wind blowing against your face as you set off. Now that you feel it again, it doesnt feel too bad. It's kind of nice, actually. And Ran is warm, too.

The scenery moves past the two of you and strangely, you feel really calm and at peace. It feels like your parents don't exist in this moment and that you can just... live, and feel the adrenaline of the high speed.

This is so scarily exciting.

"You look relaxed." He said, looking down at you.

"I am. And look at the road, will you?" You scolded him but your voice was still relaxed. You look up at him again.

He actually isn't that bad looking. You kind of understand why some girls would fall for him. You, on the other hand...

Are unfortunately befalling the same fate.

He didn't say anything but you had a feeling he knew you were staring.

"You look like you're in love."

"What?! How would you even know?!" You looked back at the road, hiding your face from him. You can't help but get defensive of such a thing.

God, you hate that he's right.

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mitsuyeaah · 10 months

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hey, i was wondering how bonten (or ran, rindo, and sanzu) would act if they misunderstood a situation between you and your older brother and they got all jealous. (no inc*st or step-cest or anything like that). it’s a funny trope so i thought i’d ask lol

MISUNDERSTANDINGS

syn: bonten trio accidentally misunderstanding a situation between you and your older brother.

TR ft. RAN, RINDOU, SANZU

cw: swearing, jealous!bonten trio but other than that, just pure fluff, pet names (baby, babe, princess, darling)

a/n: sorry this took quite a while, anon! wrote this while i was at the gym hehe

₊✮⸜ ༘⋆ RAN HAITANI

— tries to understand the situation. ran tries to keep a cool front, keyword: tries. he knows he’s mature enough to not jump to conclusions but it’s driving him absolutely crazy so he resorts to confrontation.

“oh, hey babe! just getting this sorted out.” ran stared at the scene in front of him, he could feel his limbs tingling from he didn’t know what exactly—jealousy? anger? confusion? you sat on the living room floor, assembling the new coffee table you and ran had bought; it was all fine until his eyes landed on a man sitting across you, helping with the furniture. what the fuck? you had come up to him so casually with another man in his presence, kissing his cheek as you greeted him. were you not ashamed one bit? guilty? that another man was under the roof the two of you shared? stepped foot in a home designed for you and him only? ran stood there, pools of lilac boring holes onto the unknown man’s head.

you turned to ran, noticing the shift in his aura but his eyes were locked onto the man next to you. before you could call out his name, he opened his mouth, “and who might you be? didn’t know we had a.. guest, if i may.” his tone was flat and cold but a saccharine smile made its way to his lips as if to taunt the man. you furrowed your brows, “ran—” “no, princess. i want to hear from him. he’s got his own voice, yeah?” you blinked up at ran as he cut you off. was he being for real right now? why was he being rude?

your older brother let out an awkward chuckle and scratched at his nape, “i’m- i’m their older brother.. uh, nice to meet you, ran haitani, right?” your sibling hastily stood up, jutting out an arm at ran who looked like he had seen a ghost. every single feeling was drained from his body at the man’s introduction. well shit. “darling.. i’ve told you about my older brother so many times.. do you not remember?” ran wracked around his brain. shit. shit. you had told him but he somewhat forgot about it.

he stood there for a few seconds before quickly shaking your brother’s hand, “oh fuck, i’m so sorry! shit shit— i didn’t mean to be rude at all!” ran’s eyes widened before profusely bowing in front of your older brother. you bit back a smile, ran has never acted like this before—it was such a sight to see him all flustered and embarrassed. a man who’s nothing but self assured turned into a flustered mess in front of your brother. “you treat all strangers like this..?” your brother mused, clearly joking. ran’s mouth opened and closed as he turned crimson red. both you and your sibling laughed out loud at his awkward state.

₊✮⸜ ༘⋆ RINDOU HAITANI

— waits for you to admit it. rindou is not a man of many words, he doesn’t really like confrontations and would rather hear it from you without him having to ask you—even if it swarms his thoughts day and night.

“you know.. you can tell me anything..” rindou’s deep voice sliced through the peaceful silence of the night, the vibrations from his chest going straight to your ear as you lie your head atop it. there was this slight hesitancy in his tone that made you furrow your brows, “hm? what do you mean?” you angled your head to look up at his face—his amethyst eyes were cast with the warm glow of the bedside lamp but you could see the swirling storm behind it. rindou stared straight ahead, his hand had stopped rubbing your back. he bit his lip, feeling a lump in his throat as he mustered the courage to say something. to address the elephant in the room.

“i.. i know you’re seeing someone else.. i saw another man’s shoes at the doorstep when i came home.” upon seeing it earlier, rindou turned and left to clear his thoughts. he closed his eyes, his hand that hovered over your back balled into a fist. furrowing your brows, you put the pieces together in your head and before you knew it, a wide grin was plastered on your face. rindou’s eyes shot open as you burst out laughing, no sign of guilt on your face. he was confused. “wha—” “baby.. those shoes you saw earlier? they were my brother’s! he came by to meet you but you came home later than usual.” you buried your face in his chest, shaking with laughter.

rindou’s brows shot up, “but— how— you didn’t tell me..?” “i texted you, remember? though i don’t think you replied at all.” realisation sank in and rindou wanted the bed to swallow him whole. his phone had died and had no way of charging it, hence why he didn’t see your text earlier. he buried his face in his palms as he felt his face heat up in embarrassment. how could he be so silly? “fuck, how embarrassing.. i’m so sorry for assuming, baby. i—” “baby, it’s okay.” you tried to console him but ended up bursting with laughter at the situation, earning a deep sigh from rindou and his face shielded with his hands.

₊✮⸜ ༘⋆ HARUCHIYO SANZU

— immediately jumps to a conclusion. sanzu is a very clingy partner, he sees another man next to you? he sees red. doesn’t beat around the bush, and he gets straight to the point—this behaviour of his, he’s picked up from doing his job in bonten.

“who the hell is this?! are you cheating on me?” you almost dropped the plate you were holding at sanzu’s loud voice. there he stood at the entrance of the kitchen, sleeves of his button down shirt rolled up, hair tousled—a clear sign of a rough day from work. a vein was prominent at the side of his neck as he questioned you. sanzu narrowed his eyes at the man who stood next to you, not only was he in his kitchen, he also wore his apron. “sanzu! that-that’s not the way to greet my brother!” you took a few steps to stand in front of him as you saw rage brewing behind his azure eyes; it all quickly dissipated as his eyes darted between the two of you. oh. you two did have the same eyes.

sanzu bit his bottom lip, embarrassment quickly swallowing him. he remembered his outburst a few seconds ago and he wanted nothing but to crawl into a hole. “ah.. um.. my apologies. didn’t know you had an older brother.” he sheepishly smiled at you, scratching at his nape. “well now you do. he was so eager to meet you, you know.” you raised a brow at him before proceeding to set up for dinner—with the help of your older brother. sanzu awkwardly stood there, feeling out of place. he locked gazes with your brother before shuffling to his feet and warmly greeting the man; you playfully shook your head at sanzu as you heard him profusely apologising, his tone much calmer and quieter now.

throughout the night, sanzu kept close. he fully knew you were still a bit upset at how he acted towards your brother. he didn’t blame you, it was entirely his fault. he was clingy—a hand on your thigh, an arm slung around your waist, his shoulder touching yours. you’ve already forgiven him earlier but you wanted to see how far he’d keep up with this; it was cute to say the least. how he followed you like a puppy with it’s tail between it’s legs, clearly guilty of his actions.

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sunaluv · 11 months

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ran haitani is in love.

rindou doesn't know with who, or for how long, but he knows he is. he watched with a confused expression as his brother entered the conference room, hair styled as it always has been, shoes sleek, and his suit crisp.

he was also early. by 10 whole minutes.

"who is she?"

the older haitani, who had now sat down, span his chair towards his brother with a lazy, smitten smirk on his face.

"whatever do you mean, brother dearest? can't a guy just have a good day?"

"my ass," rindou rolled his eyes. "no day is a good day for you."

it was silent as the two brothers stared at each other until ran finally broke out.

"fine fine, i'll tell you if you're that desperate to know, calm down rin."

"i don-"

"she's hot,"

"mhm."

"and feisty ya know, not like those flowery, cutesy girls."

"mhm."

"and we met at the bar a week ago, she was dancin' with her friends and then she came to the bar, so i went to the bar and then we started talking and-"

"why are you on the table?" came mikey's voice from the door, the rest of the executives stood behind him with equal expressions of disgust.

ran, who now somehow lying tummy-down on the table had his legs stopped mid-swing, pausing twirling his imaginary long hair on his finger.

"good lord, you're in love again aren't ya'" kakucho dragged a hand down his face in annoyance.

"ya wanna hear about her?" ignoring the collective groans from his colleagues.

#ran x reader #haitani ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #ran x you #ran haitani #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #ran fluff

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nejiverse · 2 years

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BRO?

Sanzu, Mikey, Draken, Angry, Ran

In which you call them bro…as a joke

masterlist :)

A/N: ignore the fact I used the wrong ‘youre’ in Ran’s one 😅

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kingscholarz · 4 months

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— 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 . rindou, ran

ᝰ.ᐟ headcanons of sweet things they do

cw. sfw, reader has no gender, fluff, just sweet haitani household shenanigans

an. something to start this account out with ! this is so self-indulgent, sns ;)) also wanted to make this longer, but my brain went empty.

⤷ Ran, who has such an iron grip on you that you just need to succum to his whims and keep cuddling with him even though it's already way into the middle of the day.

⤷ Rindou, who always wakes you up with your morning drink of choice while giving you a soft kiss on the forehead.

⤷ Ran, who rests his head on top of yours when you're standing in the bathroom brushing your teeth, giving you a lazy, half lidded smile.

⤷ Ran and Rindou, who let you take up all the space on the Sofa, your legs thrown over Rans lap, while your head rests in Rindous.

⤷ Rindou, who even though you only want to go to the corner store for some sweets will accompany you because "someone needs to cary your bags".

⤷ Rindou, who creates mixes just for you and sends them to you in the middle of the night with a message reading "Thinking of you".

⤷ Rindou, who lets you fall asleep on his lap while he works on a new mix for some upcoming party at their apartment.

⤷ Ran, who loses himself in your touch whenever you ask him to brush his hair for him.

⤷ Ran, whose love language is physical touch and gift giving.

⤷ Rindou, whose love language is acts of service and quality time.

⤷ Ran, who watches you paint your nails and asks you to paint his too so you can match.

⤷ Rindou, who will intently listen to any gossip you tell him about, his gaze wandering to your lips.

⤷ Ran, who buys anything you point out that you think looks pretty.

⤷ Rindou, who has all your likes and dislikes memorised.

⤷ Ran, who always makes it clear to everyone that you're his and he's yours, by having his arm firmly around you or holding your hand.

⤷ Rindou, who lets you trace the tattoo, adorning half of his chest while he tries not to blush too much at your soft hand, gliding innocently across his abs.

⤷ Ran and Rindou, who are respected and feared by many but behind closed doors, melt into your touch, hoping they never need to leave it.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers rindou #tokyo revengers ran #rindou haitani x reader #rindou x reader #ran haitani x reader #ran x reader #rindou fluff #ran fluff #haitani rindou x reader #haitani ran x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #🦁 ; kingscholarz #vampz.wrts

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ilyhaitanii · 5 months

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chocolate cake fr. ran haitani

sfw. sickly-sweet fluff, loverboy ran, kind of pillow talk/aftercare, he teases you a ton, he calls you a good girl once

ran raises an eyebrow as you dig into the cake. you’re wearing his shirt and boxers, sitting criss cross on his bed. your fork pokes into the chocolate cake, munching as you speak to him.

“what about it?” you look up at hum. you still have that afterglow flush on your cheeks and ran thinks you’re never looked prettier. he loves you like this, in his clothes, in his bed. he loves you when you’re with him. he’s disgustingly possessive of you. he controls himself, but the need to keep your attention on him constantly fills his being.

“so what? you have a praise kink?” he laughs as you feed him a piece of the cake. his thumb brushes against your lip, cleaning the cake off of it. the rain patters outside, adding a more comfortable ambiance to the warmly lit bedroom.

“and what if i do?” you send him a mean glare, aggressively taking a chomp of your cake.

“answer the question, doll.” ran moves a little closer. he cups your cheek, moving you face to look at him. he moves his lips closer to yours. “be a good girl and answer my question, yeah?” he chuckles as he watches your face heat up and your brows furrow.

“shut up!” you hit him on the chest and he erupts unto laughter. he falls onto the pillow, a large smile on his face. he smiled so hard you could see the small dimple on his cheek. you hover on top of him and poke the small dimple. ran runs the tears from his eyes, looking at you confused.

“what’re you doing, baby” he’s still laughing, slightly self conscious with you being so close to him.

“you have a dimple.” you poke the area of his cheek where it was. ran finds himself lost in your eyes. your hand on his chest props you up and he can feel the warmth of it on his bare chest. you pointer finger subconsciously traces the area of his tattoo, making him shiver. you’re so…lovely, so homey…

“i do?” he asks, very softly. the glow in his eyes is so boyish and innocent, it makes your heart ache. sometimes you forget he never grew up with someone to guide him. besides kakucho, ran never really had someone to look up to.

“yeah,” you smile gently at him, wanting to hold this childlike expression in your arms. it was so sweet, so pure. ran takes care of you, that’s a known fact. sometimes you feel like you dont do enough to reciprocate how much he does for you, but moments like these you remember ran’s words.

“you do a lot, you know? you keep me grounded, keep my heart safe. you make the idea of love real to me. you make me believe it’s real, baby.” and those words have always stuck with you. they make your heart skip a beat, remembering the soft smile on his face, the feeling of his fingertips playing with your hair, the beating of his heart against your ear. you zone out, thinking of him. ran smiles, his hand cupping your cheek,

“am i that handsome you have to stare, doll?” that cheeky smile is back on his face. you decide to stroke his ego,

“yeah. you’re the most handsome man i’ve ever seen.” ran never forgets why he put on a ring on your finger. and moments like these solidify his love for you. no matter what happens, ran will never regret loving you.

#ran x reader #ran x you #ran x y/n #ran fluff #ran tokyo revengers #// ran <3

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airbendertendou · 5 months

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May I please get a scenario or hc (whatever is easier for you!) of Rindo’s s/o dying their hair to match his hair color? Like they do it while he’s at work and he has no idea until he comes home. Thank you! I hope you have a good day/night!

synopsis : reader changes their hair to match their boyfie <3 characters included : mikey, ran, draken, koko & bonten!rindou

if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.

— MANJIRO! ♥︎ you copy his classic, half-up hairstyle ♥︎ doesn't even notice you've changed your hair ♥︎ draken says something snarky abt it like "oh, you're matching, cute." ♥︎ nd mikey goes ??? w his cheeks puffed out from a taiyaki ♥︎ but when he turns to see you ♥︎ it's like the sun shines down onto you carefully ; like angels are singing ; like he's falling in love all over again ♥︎ his head flops onto your shoulder, arms shakily bringing you closer to his hold ♥︎ mumbles something about turning you into a sano /:

— DRAKEN! ♥︎ you go for jus a simple braid, a little piece of hair tugged out ♥︎ he snorts when he sees you, rolling his eyes nd everything ♥︎ but his ears are so so red ♥︎ and hes thought abt how to tell you how pretty you look ; how you need a dragon tattoo now, too ♥︎ shoves you under his arm when you tease him abt his blush, digging his chin into the top of your head annoyingly ♥︎ tugs on that little strand a lot!! jus to get your attention, he swears ♥︎ but has this sort of pride in his eyes when you show your hair off at the toman meeting

— RAN! ♥︎ your hair is styled into two braided pigtails ♥︎ oh hes so smug ♥︎ but also keeps an eye narrowed and focused on anyone mking inappropriate comments ♥︎ we live in a society where pigtails are sexualized ♥︎ twirls your braids the way he twirls his!! ♥︎ will also purposely mess his hair up so you have to fix it for him ): ♥︎ grins at any and all matching hair accessories he see ♥︎ talk him out of getting the giant, obvious bows please

— KOKONOI! ♥︎ can b his bonten hair or his current one! ♥︎ either way, you twist or braid a few pieces of hair to mimic his style ♥︎ hates it at first ♥︎ bc how dare you make his signature style look better than he does ):< ♥︎ ends up liking it bc now he has easy access to kiss your ear nd neck ♥︎ he goes through all the other styles you'd look nice in ; all the colors you could pull off ♥︎ something about your hair matching his... ♥︎ makes you feel more official, somehow

— RINDOU! ♥︎ bonten era ; you get the jellyfish cut! or maybe copy his colors- ♥︎ he knew abt your hair appointment but didnt think it was anything out of the ordinary ♥︎ little did he know.... ♥︎ he just stares ♥︎ like wide-eyed, heartstopping, can barely breathe stares ♥︎ stands to his full height and cups your chin, turning your head gently to get a full view ♥︎ grins w pink cheeks ): kisses the tip of your nose and just continues to stare ♥︎ "all mine......" its whispered before he takes your breath in a kiss ♥︎ He's Obsessed.

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kazutora-kurokawa · 11 days

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Omg I loved the Kakucho and Sanzu's ideal types! Could I get a 2nd part with Ran, Hanma and Izana please? 🤧🤧💗

Their Type of Girl pt.2

♡ SFW, mentions of fighting, brief descriptions of personality and relationship, spanking, skin tone not specified, height mentioned twice ♡

Characters: Ran, Hanma, Izana

note: thanks for requesting anon, glad you enjoyed the first part 🩷

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Ran

💜 Likes his women on the shorter side, bonus points if they're sassy asf because he likes when a woman can put him in his place

💜 She has to be into spanking, no doubt about it (I know you peep that baton)

💜 Has to be cool with his brother, if Rindou doesn't think she's a good fit then Ran would trust his judgement (he'd unironically say bros before hoes lmao)

Hanma

🏵️ Doesn't care about height, if you're short that's fine, if you're tall he'll climb you like a tree

🏵️ Loves a woman that can stand up for herself and her man, he'll cheer you on during fights (he'd be the one yelling worldstar at the top of his lungs while recording)

🏵️ You're obligated to laugh at his terrible jokes and pickup lines, at least crack a smile for him

Izana

🎴 Has to wear heels or have heels lying around (so he can steal them and slay hard)

🎴 Wants a loving woman that'll take care of him (it's his mommy issues kicking in)

🎴 Genuinely just wants to love and be loved back, as long as the woman is a relatively good person (lowkey the opposite of him lol) then he'll fold

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@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katkusuo @happy-trenchcoated-impala @drunkcheesecake @darkstarlight82 @reiners-milkbiddies

#tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #ran x reader #ran fluff #hanma x reader #hanma fluff #izana x reader #izana fluff #imagine reader and Zana stealing Emma's heels lmao #I keep giving myself ideas knowing damn well I ain't gonna write them 🙃

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rizsu · 9 months

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sick with you haitani ran & rindou.

sum. new side quest unlocked: babysitting your sick boyfriend bc he got too cocky in a brawl. bonten tl ( in my head )

ran lays his head on your shoulders, whimpering at the feeling. his body's hot, he feels like he's going to explode. unable to keep it in any longer, he drags out your name in raspy whisper.

ran is sick. sick and bedridden due to spraining a muscle. as dangerous as he is now, he's never gotten rid of the peculiar habit of trying to appear fancy. as the causes and effects take its course, one lead to another and ran's back to being nursed by you.

is ran annoying? by default.

does it get worse depending on his mood? absolutely.

combine a regular ran with a sick ran and you get the personality of a five-year-old: fussy, hungry, lazy, sleepy and wants undivided attention. when ran is sick it leads to him being clingy. he wants your touch — whether it's by holding hands or trapping you under his limbs.

"okay, can i pleaseee move? pretty please? cherry on top?" begging for your freedom, you wiggle around but not enough to trigger his headache.

digging his head deeper into the junction of your neck-to-shoulder, he mutters a "no," squeezing your waist tighter.

the position, for him, is heavenly comfort. laid atop you, under the soft duvets. his body's stationed between your legs with one of it resting on his back. his hair's tousled, strands of lavender and black scattered across his face and your chest. if you were to be honest, he looks pretty. domestic times like this drag you away from the violent ways of your boyfriend outside the house. well, you would admit it if it wasn't for his body sinking you down the mattress. seriously, you can't breathe. as much as you adore him you're not dying like this.

"ran, sweetie, please get off me."

"don't want to."

"alright." you accepted defeat.

nothing could've prepared you for the absolute battle that came with a sick and irritated rindou. ever since the sun snuck behind the clouds he's been coughing for his life like a sick victorian child. he does not need your pestering ringing his ears. he loves you a lot but you need to put that seaweed soup down.

upon seeing your menacing figure at the door, rindou immediately hides his face under a pillow. he knows what you are — what you're here for. you won't win against him nor will you get past his barriers especially if it's the soup in your hands.

"rin, i brought some painkillers, water and an energy drink."

mission failed tremendously. barriers have been broken beyond repair. the intruder has won.

peeking at you, his hand reaches out for yours. "gimme the energy drink, please."

"sit up first," you urged him, sitting at the edge of the bed. "and you're going to have some water first."

groaning, rindou sits up and slouches. he shifts his body's weight on one side to lean onto you. he slides one hand under your shirt, mindlessly caressing your stomach. it doesn't take long before another wave of pain hits him like a tsunami. immediately, he cowers.

"hurts a lot," rindou groans.

"i know, baby," you spoke softly, squeezing his thigh in a controlled rhythm. "you have to take the painkiller for help."

rindou succumbs to the pain. being rendered unable to disagree, he can only nod once as a reply.

#+ rizsu: tokyo revengers.#if bonten was real i wouldnt even go 50km near them #tokyo revengers x reader #ran haitani x reader #ran x reader #ran fluff #rindou haitani x reader #rindou x reader #rindou fluff #tokyo revengers fluff #tr x you #rindou x you #ran x you #tokrev drabbles

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the-travelling-witch · 2 years

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Pulling them in for a kiss by their belt/ tie

summary: you pull them in for a kiss by their belt/ tie, how do they react?

pairings: post-timekip!rindou x gn!reader; ran x reader; inui x reader; kokonoi x reader; hanma x reader

warnings: suggestive [not nsfw but still a little spicy]; mentions of alcohol consumption in inui’s; use of princess/ doll in ran´s, use of doll in hanma´s but gn pronouns in both; kinda implied that hanma and ran are taller than the reader; reader is a teasing menace

a/n: finally, a tokyo revengers post again!! i´ve been down bad for seishu ever since @virtue-and-beneviolence shipped me with him and it shows; if you enjoy the fic, i´d be so grateful if you´d share your thoughts with me through reblogs, comments or asks!! ♡

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RINDOU

Humming to yourself, you made your way to your bedroom. Leaning against the doorway, you studied the sight before you. Your boyfriend was currently getting ready for a work event he had been complaining about all week. And since it was strictly gang business, outsiders weren´t allowed to attend.

With avid interest you watched Rindou´s back muscles flex as he pulled the white dress shirt on. If you looked closely enough you could still see the black lines of his tattoo through the material. You sighed as he rolled up the sleeves, revealing the black ink on his right forearm completely.

Your boyfriend´s formerly blank expression softened the slightest bit as he turned around and came closer to where you were standing, extending a hand to cup your cheek. “I´m sorry, angel, I know I´ve been busy with work lately. But I really can´t miss tonight. I´d rather stay here as well.”

“It's okay, Rin, I´m not upset or anything. Work´s work, after all.” You didn´t have it in you to correct his interpretation when he was being so cute about it. “Anything I can help with?”

“Well, if you´re already offering, mind buttoning up the shirt?” Again, you doubted your boyfriend had any ulterior motives when asking but you sure had when agreeing to. Straightening up, your hand reached for his hip as you hooked one finger in his belt loop and pulled him flush to your chest. “Y/n?!”

“Well, I need you to come a little closer to properly do it, wouldn´t you agree?” There was a mischievous lilt in your voice but if he thought you were going to stop with just this, he was sorely mistaken.

Your boyfriend was already looking so handsome tonight, surely nobody could fault you for the way you ran your palms over the planes of his defined abs, which twitched at your touch. The fingers of your left hand slowly traced his tattoo, leaving goosebumps in their wake and sent a shiver down his spine.

“Y/n.” Your name came out more sternly this time, something which didn´t deter you from your ministrations but only encouraged you to keep going. Through hooded eyes, you held his gaze as your fingertips non-chalantly dipped beneath his waistband. A small smirk tugged on your lips at the way his breath hitched at the contact. But before they could venture any further, Rindou firmly grabbed your wrists and held them up to his chest. “I swear to god, you can be such a menace.”

“Sorry,” you giggled. “But you´re right. We don´t want to you to get too excited before the night even started.”

“Remind me again why I asked to date you?” He groaned as he fixed you with the most deadpan expression you'd seen in a while.

“Because you love me, of course~”

“Highly debatable.”

“Oh come on,” you cooed as you twisted your wrists out of his grip just to press them against his pecs and slide them over his shoulders. Gently scraping your nails down his nape, you leant in close to his ear and whispered “We both know you wanna kiss me so badly. Denying it only makes you look stupid and, I assure you, it´s not a good look on you.”

When you leant back again, Rindou seemed to still process your words as his lips were left slightly parted. But then, they pressed into a tight line as he fixed you with a mean glare that normally meant pain for the person at the receiving end. Seizing your chin in one hand, he tilted it so you were staring at each other head on.

“So that´s how you wanna play, brat?”

“Sure is,” you hummed with a grin just to see his jaw lock.

Apparently, “please” wasn´t the only magic word to get what you wanted because after your reply left your mouth, the only thing on your lips were Rindou´s. The kiss started out fast and powerful, the hand on your chin cupping the back of your neck instead to angle your head however he wanted while the hand on the small of your back kept you pressed against him. You kissed back with just as much fervour, palms pressing against his chest and occasionally lightly digging your nails into the muscle there.

But before long, it mellowed out into soft traces on each other´s skin and slower rhythms. You concentrated on the beating of his heart under your fingertips as you parted without any haste to catch your breath. Instead of creating any physical distance you simply pressed your foreheads together.

“I won´t forget this, you hear?” It was probably meant as somewhat of a threat, yet in your ears it was merely an enticing promise.

“You´d better not,” you laughed breathlessly.

[“Are you done pushing my buttons now?”

“Mhm, I still need to button up the ones on your shirt though”]

RAN

Turning in front of your floor-length mirror, you ran your hands down the sides of your evening attire, hoping to smooth out whatever wrinkles and creases might have formed while getting dressed. When you were satisfied with your handiwork, you started putting on every accessory you had chosen for tonight.

A few hours prior, you had received a cryptic text from your boyfriend to “not make any plans for tonight and put on something nice”. While it might have been a surprise to somebody else, you hardly batted an eye, thoroughly used to Ran´s antics by now.

You were fiddling with the clasp of your necklace when a low whistle rang through the room. Through the mirror you saw the man of the hour leaning against the doorframe, clad in a fitted suit and his hair styled to perfection, his lilac gaze running from your head to toe and back up as he studied the view in front of him. With an amused grin and his eyes never leaving yours in the reflection, he slowly approached you before taking the two ends of the jewellery and clasping them together for you, the tips of his fingers lightly trailing the skin of your neck as they lingered longer than necessary.

“My, my,” he mused, “I know I said to wear something nice but look at you…Trying to seduce me all over again, doll?”

Leaning back into his chest and pulling his hands in front of you, you hummed as if deep in thought while running your fingers along his slender ones. “And what if I said yes?”

“Then I'd have to admit it's working.” One of his arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer to him as the other brought your hand, which still held his, up to his lips to press fleeting pecks to your knuckles. “Hmm, just what did I do to get so lucky?”

“Considering what you do for a living,” you couldn´t help but tease, “it's probably something you didn´t do.”

You felt your boyfriend´s chuckle just as much as you heard it, the fingers on your hip playfully pinching the skin there. “Careful now, Princess.”

“Or what else?” You cocked an eyebrow as you mirrored his smirk. “Hate to break it to you but I´m not really scared of someone who can´t even give their significant other a proper kiss.”

“Oh, is that so?” The skin around his eyes crinkled as he narrowed them in mirth. “And what, pray tell, would be ‘a proper kiss‘ in your eyes?”

“This.”

Turning to face your lover, you swiftly latched onto the tie that sat so nicely over his chest and gave it a firm tug. Your sudden action caused Ran to let out a surprised noise not many got to hear before, his usually cocky smirk replaced by wide eyes for once as you brought his face level with yours. Eyes flitting between lilac ones and a pair of very kissable lips, you took another moment to relish in the fact you caught the Ran Haitani off guard before finally closing the gap between you.

Your boyfriend caught on quickly enough, though, once your lips moved with his, hands coming alive against your hips again to pull you flush to his chest once more. In return, your palms slid over his pecs to his collarbones and to his nape; one slipping under the collar of his crisp white button-up, the other settling in his hair with every intent to ruin the meticulously styled strands.

When a muffled moan left you as he grabbed the underside of your thigh to wrap it around his waist, Ran wasted no time tangling his tongue with yours, hoping to pull a few more noises from you. Sure, you might have surprised him but it only further encouraged him to get you back for it. Even as you pulled away from him for some much needed air, he simply moved on to your jaw and down your neck, mouth never once leaving your skin. With your head tilted to the side, your gaze fell onto the clock on the wall.

“Ran,” you panted, slightly tugging at his hair again, to detach him from the curve of your neck. “Dinner…We really need to go soon…”

“So, I can´t even finish what you started, doll?” His typical grin had returned as he tucked your clothes back into place. It was his fault they were dishevelled in the first place, after all. “But you´re right, we should get going. The earlier we leave, the earlier we´ll be back.”

“A proper kiss needs to be properly followed up, don´t you agree?” Licking his lips and shooting you a cheeky wink, you realised you might have dug your own grave with your little stunt. “Mmh, I think I´ll really enjoy the dessert tonight.”

SEISHU

The bass was pulsing in your ears and your blood felt like it was on fire, whether it was the music or the shots you did with your friends you didn´t know. All you knew was that you felt good.

Swaying your body to the music, you sang your heart out as your friend pulled you into her, moving you in time with her, your other friends eagerly cheering you on. When the song ended, you both parted as everyone raised their glasses, laughing.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you saw the lounge the rest of your group was occupying and you gestured to your friends you´d be taking a quick breather. Shoving your way through the masses on the dance floor, you headed straight to where your boyfriend was sitting. As you approached, you noticed he had his eyes already on you. Grinning, you came to stand behind the back of the velvety couch, hugging him as you bent down.

“Hello there, beautiful,” you sing-songed with your lips next to his ear, all the while letting your fingers explore his front. “You alone here?”

“Seems like I won´t be for much longer,” he chuckled. Taking hold of one of your wandering hands, he placed feathery kisses from your knuckles to your wrist before turning his head to meet your eyes with lidded ones. “That is, if a pretty thing like you would like to keep me company?”

“How could I possibly say no to such a charming man?” you giggled.

Rounding the couch, you made sure to take your sweet time as Inui watched you with amusement playing around his lips. When you finally made your way over to him and came to a halt between his spread legs, you couldn´t suppress your own grin anymore. Just as you tenderly placed a hand on his cheek you felt his hands rest where your hips met your thighs, trailing them higher agonisingly slow.

It was as if his touch ignited a fever in you, electricity seemingly sparking from under his fingertips and running up your spine as you sighed his name. Leaning forward and placing your knee between his, you raked your fingers over his scalp, pushing his hair back as his bright eyes met yours.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” he asked, tone genuine as he studied your expression.

You hummed as you traced your thumb over his cupid's bow. “Very much so. But it's even better now that I'm with you.”

“That's good to hear.” With one fluid motion causing you to yelp in surprise, Inui had pulled you flush into his lap, your knees framing both sides of his hips as your hands found purchase on his shoulder to balance yourself. “I, too, am enjoying having you finally to myself.”

“Sheishu!” You dug your nails into his back as he attached his lips to your pulse point after pushing your top to the side. “We´re in public!”

“So? Nobody cares anyway. Besides,” It was his time to low whisper in your ear, “if they wanna watch, might as well give them something to stare at, right?”

One of his hands moved to massage the back of your head as he resurfaced from the crook of your neck to check your expression for any discomfort. Meanwhile one of your hands had come to rest against his chest and was fiddling with his tie as the other was still slung over his shoulder.

“Unless you wanna stop?”

That was what cemented the answer you had already known deep inside.

“Hell no.” In a fit of impulsiveness, your fingers tightened around the fabric between them as you simultaneously leaned in. Apparently, Inui had expected your sudden burst of courage and turned his head in time to cushion the way your lips crashed onto his. Using the hand on the back of your head to angle your head to his liking, he quickly took control of the kiss as you pressed your chest deeper into his.

His hand squeezed the fat of your thigh causing you to moan his name but before you could pull back and cover your mouth, your boyfriend had already taken the opportunity to tangle his tongue with yours as you pointlessly fought for dominance, making you grab onto fistfuls of his dress shirt.

When you had to pull away to gasp for air, you didn´t get far before a hand on your jaw kept you in place. Inui carefully traced the features of your face in a stark contrast to his previous actions. His thumb finally settled on lightly pulling on your kiss swollen bottom lip, seemingly lost in thought as he ran the digit back and forth.

“Have I told you how absolutely gorgeous you look tonight?” The only answer you could manage was a dazed hum, as you watched the coloured lights reflect in his eyes with rapt attention.

“What do you say we take this home, pretty? Some things should stay between just the two of us after all.”

KOKO

Relaxing against the plush cushions of the couch you were seated on, you took the moment to rest your aching feet. All the walking you had done today would certainly come back to bite you in the ass tomorrow. You loved your boyfriend, you really did, but when it came to shopping trips, Koko could be absolutely ruthless.

But this would be the last store, he promised, so you sat back and let him do his thing. You were already aware that his standard for basically everything was pretty high, that was why it didn´t really faze you to see him try on fifty different jackets, trousers, shirt, shoes, you name it until everything went together the way he wanted it to. Looking put together was what put his mind at ease and made him feel comfortable, making these trips worth the sore feet. Besides, you got to see Koko in so many different outfits in one day alone, so in your mind you were very much winning.

The last missing puzzle piece was a belt. You watched the shop assistant pull out the whole register before leaving the two of you to your own devices. To be quite frank, you were mostly there for moral support, listening to Koko´s thoughts and every now and then quipping in a “I think it looks good on you” because everything did look good on him, no lie found here.

Little by little, belts were ruled out until he was only switching between two different ones. As you studied him turning in front of the mirror, a knowing smile made its way onto your face. You were pretty sure, he had already decided on one in his head and just kept questioning his decision. Time for you to shine.

“Babe, do you want to share your thoughts with me?” With an exhausted sigh, your boyfriend turned towards you and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“It´s just… I like this one but I´m not sure if it´s the right choice for the outfit.” He fiddled with the strap of the chain belt currently decorating his waist and hips. “Maybe a bolder statement piece would look better…”

“Hmm, I actually think it works quite well together,” you hummed. “Especially, if you want to wear other jewellery with it. It could be too much with a statement piece, you know? Besides, I think this one goes better with your other clothes too.”

“You´re right. Thanks, love.” With a soft smile he moved to where you sat and pressed a quick peck to your temple. “I guess that means, you prefer this one then?”

“I do.” Your reply came out rather absent-minded though, as you ran your fingers up his thighs. In the back of your head you wondered where this was suddenly coming from but truthfully, you didn´t really care. And as your eyes met normally narrowed ones now blown wide in shock, it was already too late.

The belt´s first stress test was you yanking on the golden chain hanging from Koko´s hip, causing him to stumble forward, bracing himself on the back of the couch with one hand as one knee came down on your side.

“Y/n, what are you doing?!” Koko´s yell came out hushed as he tried not to alert the shop clerk.

“What? I have to make sure it´s a quality belt, right?” Your boyfriend did not like the way your eyes lit up with mirth and started to form little crescents at your next words. “And for that, I think I need to take a closer look.”

With your fingers now hooked under the main strap of the chain, Koko was promptly pulled all the way down and onto your lap. The position caused him to bury his face in the crook of your neck as you laughed, able to feel the heat radiate from his glowing cheeks.

“Something wrong, babe?” you cooed as you ran a comforting hand up and down the expanse of his spine.

“Nothing in my life has brought me closer to death than you and that says a lot,” he grumbled into your neck, which caused you to let out another burst of gleeful laughter. Then you gently tugged him back so you could cup his face between your hands.

“I didn´t mean to fluster you this much, you know. But I´ll remember it for the future.” You gave him your cheekiest wink which made him groan again but this time he couldn´t hide his red-dusted face. In a soft whisper you called for his attention. “Hajime, look at me.”

With tender care, you connected your lips as you felt him shift his weight on top of you, with one hand still balancing himself on the headrest. There was no need to rush the way your heads turned and angled in unison or the way your thumbs caressed the planes of his cheekbones. Soft strands of hair tickled the left side of your face and you gently pushed the tresses back, noting the small sigh that escaped your boyfriend as your fingers worked over his scalp.

Although you´d do nothing rather than stay in this moment forever, you were still in public. Begrudgingly, you parted from one another but the hand in his hair continued playing his velvety locks as both of you just lovingly gazed at the other. You were the first one who broke the silence and just couldn´t help yourself but tease him just a little more.

“Yeah, this one's good.” For emphasis, you tugged on the belt strap again. “Can´t wait to see what other outfits this would go with. Maybe we should try it out once we get home.”

HANMA

“I don´t wanna go.”

“Shuji, you have to.”

“But meetings are always so booooring,” he yawned. “Nothing fun ever happens.”

The sheets rustled as you rolled over to come face to face with your boyfriend, his amber eyes still droopy with sleep and his black and blond locks tussled into a fashionable bedhead.

A few minutes ago, both of you had been woken up and robbed of your chance to sleep in by the sound of his phone ringing. Hanma´s presence was required for an unscheduled Toman meeting and Kisaki made it clear that not attending was not an option. A reality the man next to you refused to subscribe to.

“Seriously, Shuji,” you said as you leaned on your elbows to give him a stern look “you´ll be late if you don´t start getting ready soon.”

Moving faster than a half-asleep person should, he wrapped his arms around your middle and pulled you close enough to bury his head in the crook of your neck. “Already told ya, I don´t care ´bout that stupid meeting.”

“Well, I do,” you warned “because we both know Kisaki´s going to be on my ass just as much as yours if you miss it and that´s no fun either. So, get dressed.”

“Babe´s such a kill-joy today.” His voice was muffled against the skin of your neck but you could still make out his words well enough to pinch him in the ribs for it. “Alright, alright, I´m going. Jeez, can´t even have a chill morning around here anymore.”

And with that, your boyfriend dramatically slid his lanky frame out of bed and towards the bathroom, all the while grumbling to himself. Resigning yourself to the fact you wouldn´t be able to go back to sleep anyway, you left the comfort of your bed as well and threw on one of Hanma´s shirts on the way to the kitchen. Obviously, you weren´t happy either your precious morning together with your boyfriends was cut short so unceremoniously but you really didn´t want to deal with Kisaki´s nagging.

While waiting for your coffee to brew, you pulled out some bread and scoured the fridge for something to make breakfast with. As you finished the first sandwich and placed it in a lunch box, Hanma appeared in the kitchen door, basically unrecognisable from the man who had not too long ago laid in bed with you. His hair was styled with no trace of bed head left, an ear thread was dangling from his left earlobe and round glasses were framing his almond eyes perfectly. But most importantly, the pinstripe suit he was sporting was tailored perfectly to enhance his lean physique, his muscles visible as he fiddled with the cuffs.

“Here.” Holding out the box to him, you watched as his attention drifted to you as his expression shifted from surprised to grinning in a split second before stepping closer. “Thought you might get even more cranky without breakfast.”

“Aren´t I lucky?” he chuckled. “Yer the best, doll.”

“Are you only realising that now or…?” you teased despite Hanma slowly crowding you against the kitchen counter. And before you could react– “Hey!”

Smiling down at you after setting your mug back down, you almost regretted being so generous with breakfast. “Even made coffee for me, I really landed the jackpot here, don´t cha think?~”

“Oh shut up, will you?” You crossed your arms, looking to the side and pretending to be upset, you paid no mind to the way Hanma´s arms came to cage you between him and the edge of the counter, no doubt wearing that infuriating grin you just wanted to wipe off. And you might just have an idea on how to.

“Make me~”

Just the answer you were expecting.

One hand flying to his tie, the other finding purchase on the back of his neck, you pulled him down even further than he had already leant down and crashed your lips together. Taken aback by your sudden action, you swallowed the surprised noise that escaped him before he regained awareness of what was happening.

As the movement of his lips fell into rhythm with yours, two strong hands hoisted you up on the counter before sliding to your thighs to spread them just enough so your boyfriend could slot himself between them. With you sitting pressed tightly against him on the edge of the counter, his now free hands started to wander again, never staying in one place for too long, groping here and there as he pleased.

“Weren´t ya the one who wanted me to go so badly? And now you pull a stunt like this?” His low voice rang out close to your ear as his hot breath fanned your cheek. “So what´s it gonna be, sweetcheeks? Ya want me to stay, don´t cha?”

“Obviously, I want you to stay, I´m not mental. But–”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. Responsibilities and all that crap.” The way he rolled his eyes and grimaced would have been enough to convey his clear distaste for all that crap but just for good measure, he laced his voice with a distinguished air of disinterest, yet his next words were nothing but seriousness.

“Don´t think that just because I´m leaving it means I´m done with ya, sweetheart. Ya better be ready for when I´ll come back to continue this.”

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staystraykay · 1 year

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TokyoRev Dad's: Baby's First Words

Sup Freaks! Sorry I've been very MIA lately. Had a lot of things to take care of and sadly I just couldn't fit any time into writing for you guys. But I am back and ready to kick ass!

So, we're starting up the TR Dad series and we are starting strong. Baby's first words and the line up for the comback is:

Rindou---Ran---Mikey

So let's rock-n-roll buttholes!

RINDOU

“Come on, honey. Say mama.” You begged your nearly one-year old daughter.

Raiya had begun babbling and baby talking a couple of months ago. She’s made up her own little words for things she wanted or needed, and sometimes you had to have your five-year-old son Rhys to translate for you. Like when she started calling her comfort blanket her shushie. You didn’t have a single clue what she had been crying for all day until Rhys came in and handed her the small purple blanket.

“You wanna say it. I know you do.” You said playfully, making her giggle and clap her hands together repeatedly. “Mmmah mmmmah.” You said slower, making a funny face to try and trick her into mimicking you.

“Y/N?” You heard Rindou call out after you heard the door open and shut.

“In Raiya’s room.” You answered before clapping you hands. “Ma ma. Come on, Rai. I know you can do it. Say ma ma.”

“Hey, Angel.” Rindou hummed as he came into the room, blonde hair pulled half back, kissing the top of your head before joining you on the tiara rug. “Princess,” he cooed down at his daughter who was smiling and clapping.

“Hi Daddy!” Rhys came running into the room, launching himself onto his father’s back.

Rhys’s blonde hair was getting longer and along with his downturned eyes your sweet baby boy was looking more and more like his father every day. He even picked up on his dad’s death glare, which he mimics when he doesn’t want to do what you’ve asked.

“Hey buddy!” Rindou chuckled and reached his arm around to support the boys weight, carefully so he doesn’t fall. “Were you good for momma today?” He raised a brow and the little boy smiled and nodded his head.

“Yup.” He popped his p with a giggle.

“What about school?” Rindou pushed further.

“Green card all day.” Rhys said proudly with his chin held up. “Kouta had to move his card to yellow today.”

“Really? Why?” Rindou mocked a gasp.

You always loved that Rin was good with kids. Hell he was great with you even. So watching him be a dad, being a great father who was involved in his kids lives, well it made you fall deeper in love with him. When he had to work out of town he always called ever free second he got to talk to the kids, and with you. You were worried when you first found out you were pregnant with Rhys. You were only seventeen and rindou had barely turned eighteen when you found out. At the time you were afraid you were so young and he was involved in such harsh work you thought maybe he’d bail. But he hasn’t. Not for a single second once since the day you told him about Rhys. And when he found out about Raiya, and that it was a girl this time, oh you wish you could go back and relive the excitement and joy written all over his face.

“He threw a car at Kenzia’s head.” Rhys sighed. “I told him not to, daddy. Is told him whats you told me. Haitani’s don’t hit girls, unless it’s their butt because they like that.”

“Rindou!” You gasp and smack his chest. “Rhys, honey, you don’t hit gets period.”

The five year old snorted and looked at his dad with a matching smirk and said, “ok momma.”

Oh when this boy gets older you have no clue what you’re going to do.

“Daddy doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” You sigh and toss a half hearted glare at your husband. “Daddy’s been hit one too many times.”

“Da~” you heard your daughter attempt to mimic.

You snapped your attention back down to her in shock. “What was that? You got it, Rai.” You smiled.

She looked up at you and Rindou with her big violet eyes. “Da~ Da~” she babbled again.

“Come on, Princess. Almost there.” Rindou encouraged her, picking her up.

“Da da.” She pushed out with a big smile on her face, giggling and shrieking in her little baby excitement. “Dada! Dada!”

“Yes! That’s right, Princess. Dada is right here!” He cheered and smirked over at you. “Suck it. She said dada first.”

You glare and roll your eyes. “So? Rhys said mama first and he was our first born, so I still get the crown.”

Rindou smirked down at you and leaned in to peck your lips. “Mmm,” he hummed as he pulled away, “you’ve always had the crown baby. My first princess.”

“Ew,” you laughed and pushed him away before getting up. “I’m the queen.”

“My queen.” He added with a sexy knowing look. “Maybe we can make another little Prince or Princess tonight when the kids go to sleep.” He muttered into your hair before picking up both kids and running out the room to play with them.

Good God, what have you done to deserve this amazing man?

RAN

“You’re hovering, Love.” Ran sighed as he walked in to the living room to see you and your son on the couch.

For hours now you have been trying to get your son Kouta to say something. Anything. You were getting impatient and you wanted to hear him say something. You could have sworn he said ball this morning but Ran said it sounded more like a burp. So, here you were laid on the couch, son on your lap giggling because his momma was making funny sounds and faces.

“He’ll say something when he’s ready to. No need to rush the process.” He added before leaning over the back of the couch and booped your son on the nose with one of his long fingers. “Ain’t that right, kiddo? Tell momma it’s ok. You’ll talk when you’re ready.”

You glared before flatly saying, “Rhys said his first word yesterday.”

Ran snapped his eyes to you and said, “really? Rin didn’t tell me.”

You shrugged and went back to playing with your son. “Katie called me yesterday and told me.”

“What was it?” He asked you, brows raised.

You shrugged again as you made a funny face to make your son laugh. “She didn’t say. We were on the phone and I guess he said it just then because she rushed me off the phone.”

“So she didn’t tell you, you just happened to be on the phone with her when he said it.” He deadpanned.

“She still would have called me.” You defeneded.

“Mmmm sure.” Ran continued to tease. “You’re not special.”

“Am too!” You snapped back, obviously letting him under your skin.

“Are not.” He amusingly continued. He always did love to see you all flustered and your feathers are ruffled up. It was satisfying to know that even after all these years and now a kid, he still could rile you up like this.

“Are so! Now take it back, Ran!” You pout, feelings slightly hurt.

You were a princess dammit. He better start remembering that.

“Mmmm no.” He sighed.

You looked to your son and faked cried. “Dada is so mean, bubba.”

Your one year old son looked at you and pouted. He looked to his dad and slapped his chubby little hand down on his dad’s head before curling up in your chest.

“Mama.”

Did he just-

“Aw, baby.” You cooed as he rubbed his little head further into your chest.

“Mama.” He repeated and you were just about ready to pass out.

“Someone’s protective over their momma.” You cooed and squeezed the baby close to you. “Mommy’s big protector.”

“Hey now, you don’t have to protect her from me.” Ran pouted and joined you on the couch. “I love momma too.” He whined.

Kouta looked at his dad and then looked at you.

“I know. He’s so whiney.” You said to your son, teasing your husband.

“Y/N.” He whined again.

You roll your eyes and look at your son. “What do you say? Should we share cuddles with dada?”

“Mama!” Kouta cheered and snuggled further into your chest.

“Sorry, Ran. You heard the kid. Momma only. No dad.” You taunted and mocked a shrug.

“Yeah right.” He scoffed before scooping you both up into his arms and curling up with you two. He looked at his son who was giggling. “You can share momma. I had her first anyways.”

MIKEY

Kaito, your five year old son, was helping you today and keeping his ten month old sister Miyo distracted for you. You needed the help today honestly. Miyo had woke up at six this morning and she hasn't ran out of energy yet. And with Mikey off handling 'business' today you had absolutely no help.

So, while you worked on making lunch to take up to your husband, Kaito decided he would step up and keep Miyo distracted. He was currently playing peek-a-boo with her on the living room floor. You could hear the gurgling giggles in the kitchen and every once in a while a childish 'boo!'.

"Kaito, honey, please go get your shoes and grab your sister's too." You called from the kitchen as you started to wrap up the bento box up in the black fabric.

"Yes ma'am." He called back and you could hear his little feet thudding off to his room.

"Hi Princess!" You cheered in a fake excitement for your daughter. She turned her little head towards you, her blonde hair cascading down from two pigtails. She clapped her hands with a big smile on her chunky little face. "Wanna go see daddy?" You asked and she squealed. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Here you go, Momma." Kaito said as he handed you Miyo's pink sparkly shoes Mikey just had to get her.

You son sat next to you and slipped on his spiderman light-up shoes before standing up to help you get things together. He honestly was mommy's little helper. You're going to cry when he grows out of this.

"I got Miyo's stroller ready, Momma. Daddy's lunch is in the bottom." He stated before he went to grab your purse off the kitchen table.

"Ok, buddy. Thank you." You smiled as him after you finally wrestled your daughter's shoes on. "Come on, Princess. Let's go see daddy." You sighed and stood up to strap her into the stroller. "Kaito, when we get outside you jump on the back ok? We gotta get there quickly today."

"Yes ma'am." He called from the front door that he was already unlocking.

You finally got both out the door and closed the house up. The walk to Bonten wasn't far from your house. Mikey liked to stay close in case he needed to get to the office for an emergency and also he said hiding in plain sight was always the best option. What cop would believe a known mobster was living a block away from his office? You didn't necessarily agree with that, but if Mikey went in he'd be coming right back out anyways so you didn't care. Half the damn city was in Bonten's pockets.

Thank you Kokonoi.

"Momma, can I push the livater button?" Kaito asked, still not quite getting the hang of the word elevator.

You smile down at him and rub his pale blonde hair. "Sure. You remember daddy's floor number?"

"P for pimp house!" He cheered.

"Pent house. Pent." You quickly corrected.

Sanzu probably taught him that.

You're going to rip his pink hair out.

"Penthouse." Your son repeated, feeling out how the word formed in his mouth.

You sighed as pushed the stroller up to the elevator doors. "Ok, Kaito, push the button pointing up."

"Ok!" He cheered and jumped off the back of his sister's stroller. "Up!" He chanted as he did his little happy dance waiting for the elevator to come down. "Up! We goin up! Right, Miyo?" You adored how your son always thought to include his sister. It made you a proud momma.

Miyo squealed again which made both you and Kaito laugh.

The elevator dinged and before the doors could fully open up, Kaito was already jamming his small body into the metal box. You tried to reach out to grab him in case anyone was in there he didn't need to see, but lucky you it was only Kokonoi.

"Uncle Koko!" Kaito cheered before launching him at the Chanel dressed man.

He looked up from his phone and saw you before looking down to the mini version of his boss. "Kaito. Y/N." He nodded to you before bending down to talk to your son as you joined them on the elevator. "How's the prince today?" Koko asked kindly before ruffling your son's hair.

"I'm good. I helped momma today." Your son bragged before giving the filthy rich man a big smile.

"Did you now? How'd you do that?" He played along.

It was always so funny to you how well Kokonoi did with kids. Normally boujie rich people don't like kids. They think there gross or loud or sticky or hazardous or in most cases all that wrapped up in a three foot body. But oddly not Koko. He loved Kaito and Miyo both. You remember all the too nice Chanel baby clothes he tends to get for both of them. The damned wind suit your son had on is an overly expensive Nike set Koko gifted to him as 'clothes you can get dirty'.

"Lots of stuff! But I mostly play with Miyo for Momma, so she can get things done." Kaito smiled even wider as Koko laughed and told him how good of a job he was doing.

"You coming to see Mikey today?" Koko asked you.

You nodded and said, "He forgot to grab lunch, and I refuse to let you guys suffer. I know how mean he can be to you guys if he doesn't eat." You chuckled sympathetically.

Koko nodded knowingly. "I was just on my way to the convenient store to get him something. He's been testy today."

The elevator dinged and opened up to the bonten pent house. Your son dashed out quicker than either you or Koko could react and before you knew it your five year old was out of sight.

"Kaito, wait!" You called.

You really needed to explain to him why he couldn't just run around in daddy's office. Or come up with a kid friendly reason. Telling your five year old that his father is a mobster who's killed people and beaten other's in this very office until they were unrecognizable.

"Daddy!" You heard your son cheer.

"Kaito?" The panic and confusion in your husband's voice was clear. "Where's your mother?"

"I'm right here." You sighed as you rounded the corner to see Mikey on the couch along with the Haitani brother's who were passing a joint back and forth and Sanzu who was cleaning his gun. "Kaito, I have told you, you cannot run away from mommy." You sighed as you gripped your son's shoulder.

"Uncle Sanzu what's that?" Kaito ignored you and asked the pink hitman about his gun.

"Huh? This? A nine-"

"It's nothing you need to know." You cut him off and glared at the man.

"Put it away." Mikey growled lowly and the hitman nodded and quickly took the 9-milimeter to his office.

Before you could turn on the Haitani's you heard the sliding of the balcony doors and saw the two finishing their roll on the balcony. At least the two of them had some type of manors. Who the hell starts breaking down what a gun is to a five year old? It's not like he doesn't have kids of his own. He has a son just a couple years younger than Kaito at home.

"Hi, Princess!" Mikey cheered as he picked his daughter up our of her stroller. "How's daddy's favorite girl?" He cooed as she squealed and giggled.

"Excuse me?" You snapped and raised a brow.

Mikey stiffened and then looked at you with a wink before kissing your brow. "Besides you my love."

"Mmmhm. Sure." You mocked rolling your eyes. "Well, your favorite girl has kept momma up since six this morning. Just playing and playing." You smiled at your daughter and cooed.

"Has she? You gotta let momma get her sleep, Princess. She's mean to daddy if you don't." Mikey teased and you shot him a quick glare.

You both started playing with her when Kaito started playing with his miniature soccer set Mikey kept at the office for him. Said he always wanted to make sure his kids could come visit him and have something fun to do.

Miyo noticed her brother and started babbling for him.

"You see bubba?" You asked as Mikey bounced her.

She looked at you then back at Kaito and suddenly screeched out, "Bu-ba!"

You and Mikey both froze and then looked at each other.

"Did she just-"

"Uh huh." You nodded.

"Bu-Ba! Bu-Ba!" She called out again and again, getting better every time.

Mikey finally put her down and she crawled off quickly to her brother, calling him as she did so. You looked over to Mikey and saw the pout on his face.

"Manjiro," You warned, "let your son have this."

"But I wanted to be her first word. I'm dada!" He pouted aloud to you.

You rolled your eyes and pecked him on the lips. "You're always going to be her daddy and she's always going to be your princess. Her first word doesn't change that. And you should be happy your daughter loved her brother. Maybe they'll be close and we'll be some of those lucky parents with kids who get along."

"Doubt it." Mikey scoffed. "Emma and I use to fight from sun up to sun down. Enjoy this while you can."

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shoyoist · 1 year

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.˚⊹ ꔫ — 𝐓𝐑. 𝐌𝐄𝐍 + 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 !!

content: gn!reader. fluff. perhaps slightly suggestive. established relationship / implied marriage if you squint. characters are written as adults. hinted final timeline but not explicitly! ... note: so glad this one's done lmaoo i hope you like it! squeezed in all my faves hehehe<3

— ⊹˚. ♡ his voice always goes soft when he calls your name.

° 𐐒𐐚 . HANMA SHUJI. BAJI KEISUKE. SANO SHINICHIRO.

"babydoll," he hums, voice low and saccharine as he slides over to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your back to his chest. his voice is husky with sleep, hair messy and eyes lidded, as he hums a good mornin' into your ear and kisses the back of your neck.

you're in the cute little apron he'd got for you, fixing him a breakfast of waffles and coffee, currently in the middle of making the homemade jam you once came up with that he likes so much. "'s breakfast for me?" he asks, repeating the little petname, leaning down and pooling his weight onto your back as he rests his chin on the crook of your neck.

his shirtless chest is warm, and he smells good — sleepy, smoky and of fresh sheets because you'd both changed the bedsheets last night before tucking in. "it is for you, baby." you say, grinding berries into the little bowl you've got your hand around. "go brush your teeth and take a shower, m'kay? so you can have a nice morning meal before you leave for work."

"ain't it the weekend?" he sighs, not wanting to move off you. you're so soft, so sweet-smelling and so comforting to the touch. "fuck work. i'll stay home with you t'day."

"you can't, it's not the weekend. and it's not like you have weekends off anyway." you laugh, dropping the little glass pestle down and taking hold of his chin, tilting his face so you can kiss him on the cheek. "go on. and if you woke up earlier, you'd have more time to cuddle me before you leave."

he smiles at your little chide, and the lines of his cheek press into your lips. "what if we just cuddled now, hm?" his grip around your waist tightens. "right here, on the kitchen counter. prop you up like this, 'n kiss you here, there—"

he pushes the plates and bowls aside and lifts you up onto the counter easily, but just as he leans in and captures your lips in a kiss, there's a clink! and before either of you can react, the little bowl in which you'd been preparing his jam for him rolls off the counter and shatters onto the floor.

"fuck—" you exclaim, trying to jump down but he pushes you back and skirts some of the porcelain away with the bottom of his slipper, looking sheepishly down at the mess. "look what you did now!"

"uh," he runs a hand through his hair, stepping back and glancing at the broom before he looks back at you — teeth flashing as his lips pull into an apologetic grin. "sorry."

"no cuddles for you. and no nice morning meal of jammy waffles and hot coffee either, it seems." your own lips draw themselves into a tight line, unimpressed as he makes a big show of getting the broom and wet rag to clean up the berry goop and broken glass.

"aw, babydoll. don't be so fuckin' mean." he grumbles, jutting his bottom lip out in a fake pout. but as he finishes sweeping and clears the spill, his expression softens again — and he walks over to you, placing a gentle hand on your knee as he leans in for a make-up kiss.

"g'nna get you a real grinder, a'right? one of the fancy fuckin' ones from the department store. 's what my babydoll deserves." he mumbles against your lips, and you can't help but relieve your frown and smile. "in my favourite colour?"

"mhm," his voice cracks just a little as he hums, smiling back into the kiss. "in your favourite colour."

° 𐐒𐐚 . KISAKI TETTA. KAKUCHO. HAITANI RAN.

"honey," he calls, shutting the door behind him and waiting for the beep of the automatic lock before he lets go of the knob and walks into the house. "i'm home."

for a moment, there's no answer and only a serene sort of quiet emanates from beyond the front hall — and he wonders if you aren't home. but then, he makes his way upstairs and hears the sound of your voice, muffled by a closed door that stands between him and you. you're in the bath, he realizes, a little wave of relief washing over him.

"honey," he knocks on the bathroom door before opening it a crack and peeking in. "i'm home."

"sweetheart!" you look up and see him at the door, and he has to pause and stare for a moment because you're so lovely, covered in soap suds and with your wet hair slicked back, the pretty silver lights he'd got for you hung up on the ceiling and bathing you in a dim, ethereal glow. "you're home!<3 come here, baby."

you pat the edge of the bath tub, and though he's in a suit because he'd had to attend an event (a tiring one) today, he takes his socks off and walks into the bathroom, sitting on the edge as you'd asked him to before leaning in and sliding a hand into your wet hair, pulling you in for a soft, lingering kiss. "missed you today."

"hmm," you muse, tilting your head to a side and reaching up to cup his cheek in a wet palm. "more than usual?"

"more than usual," he agrees, and you notice the wear in his eyes, in his expression. your thumb caresses the lift of his cheekbone for a moment, before your hand slides down to his shoulder and presses against his chest. "come join me in the bath, baby."

"hm?" he mutters, having nearly dozed off sitting in the bathroom, your hand gentle and comforting on his person and the warm air of the bathroom that was so unexpectedly nice after the heavily air conditioned meeting room he'd been sitting in for hours and hours on end. "what did you say, honey?"

"come join me in the bath." you say, reaching out with your other hand to hook a finger into the knot of his tie, loosening it and letting him breathe a little. he frowns a little, as if hesitant to agree, and you jump back in — "it'll be good for you to relax, baby. i'll wash your back 'n your hair. please?"

and it's not that he doesn't want to get in the bath with you, it's that the tub isn't really big enough for the two of you— but the pleading look you give him and the weariness in his body that lulls him downwards along with the insistent tug you give to his elbow, is all enough to convince him.

"alright," he sighs, standing back up and sliding his suit jacket off his shoulders with a shrug, slipping his arms out the sleeves and hanging it on the hook meant for his towel. you watch as he undresses, welcoming him into the tub with a kiss to his shoulder when he squeezes in.

you end up seated on the edge of the tub yourself, letting him relax in the soapy water as you use the showerhead to run water through his hair and over his back. he sighs, shutting his eyes and feeling so thankful as a wave of relaxation washes over him via your gentle hands and the warm, fragrant water.

“thank you, honey.” he mumbles, voice low with wear.

you give him a smile and kiss his wet hair. “it's no problem, baby. i love taking care of you.”

° 𐐒𐐚 . RYUGUJI KEN. HAITANI RINDOU. KUROKAWA IZANA.

“princess,” he waves to you from across the street, seated on his motorcycle and leaning on the handlebars. your friends start giggling as you jump and spin around to look for him, fighting your blush.

his eyes are droopy as he meets your eyes from the distance, and he'd look bored if you didn't know him better. but you know he's just taking his time checking you out. and he's looking so good but also being so embarrassing, calling you cutesy names like that in public.

you nod to your friends, cheeks hot because they're winking at you and swooning over how perfect of a boyfriend your man is, and with a quick good-bye you hurry to the other side of the street.

he leans in and waits expectantly, and you give him a kiss on the cheek before climbing onto the back of his motorcycle. he takes your helmet from where he'd slung it on one of the handlebars, and you stand beside him feeling all pampered while he fits it carefully over your head and fastens the strap under your chin for you.

“you're embarrassing, baby.” you chide, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your cheek on his shoulder as he drives off.

“me? embarrassing?” he scoffs. “and how am i embarrassing? don't want me to come pick you up from work anymore?”

“no, it's not that!” you protest, and you see the grin that flits to his lips from the motorcycle mirror. rolling your eyes, you give him a pout that he won't see but knows is there on your pretty little mouth.

“then what is it, princess?” he chuckles fondly, and you twist your lips indignation before you continue.

“it just makes me shy when you call me that in public.” you confess, the heat returning to your cheeks again as you think about it. his voice just sounds so nice in your ear, and it reminds you of something else sometimes, when he calls you those names.

hearing it makes you feel hot in your cheeks and in your chest and in your stomach all in one go. “when i call you what in public, huh?” he asks, the smile on his face once more. you punch his shoulder gently, leaning back and shaking your head a little to free as much of your hair in the wind as you can with the helmet on. “that.”

“i don't know, princess, i'm not a mind reader.” he shrugs his shoulders, teasing, knowing exactly what you mean.

“you just said it again!” you cry out, as he starts to laugh. “when you call me princess! it makes me shy!”

he chuckles again, relaxing around your hold as you wrap your arms around him again, letting out a little hmph! that hits the back of his neck and sends a shiver down his spine.

“now princess,” he deadpans, slowing down and looking to the side as he makes a turn. “don't make a fuss.”

and ugh, it's just too easy for him to tease you. “baby!”

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yuuuhiii · 1 month

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hi hi! i saw ur post with “do you think we’re together in every universe?” and i loved it so much. do you think i could request a part 2? with ran, rindou, koko, and south? ofc anyone else you want too or if u don’t want to do all of those characters all good. thanks so much love bug!

in every other universe pt.2

includes: just fluff and crack :P

note: thanks for requesting! I hope you enjoy, I decided to add seishu and wakasa!!

𓂃 ran , rindou, south 𝜗𝜚

𓂃kokonoi, seishu, wakasa𝜗𝜚

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nejiverse · 2 years

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DOUBLE TROUBLE!

Ran, Sanzu, Shinichiro

In which the tokyo rev boys have two year old twins with you. Note I made up random names for the twins. Very fluffy. Fem! Reader

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—RAN (sora and hachirō) ♂ ♂

Ran went to take a quick shower and left his little boys to play around on your shared bed since they only woke up not too long ago.

You left for work a few hours ago and the twins already missed you so Sora had the bright idea to call you on your phone you left at home, not that he knew how to unlock a phone never mind calling someone.

Don't ask me why you have two phones, you just do okay 😁

"Mama!", he giggled happily, taking your phone from the table and settling back down onto your side of the bed.

Hachirō looked at what his twin was holding in his hands and wanted in on it too.

Hachirō tried to take the phone from Sora but he only grabbed it back. This went back and forth until they not only disabled the phone because their fingers kept touching against the numbers in their little game of tug of war, but the phone ended up flying out of their hands and falling onto the floor with a loud thud.

The kind of thud where you knew if you picked it up, there'll be a visible crack. And a big one.

"Uh oh..", Hachirō curved his mouth into and 'o' shape as they both could only stare at the phone from the bed.

Sora quickly hid under the sheets when he heard Ran come out of the shower and Hachirō soon enough followed suit.

Ran walked in with a towel around his neck and shorts on as he blinked at the sight of his two boys hiding under the sheets.

"Why are you two hiding....what have you done?", Ran narrowed his eyes suspiciously, searching around the room for anything that looked out of place....until he met the sight of your phone face down on the floor.

He gasped audibly and dramatically.

"Please don't be broken, please don't be broken..", Ran chanted fingers crossed as he crouched down to pick up the phone, turning it around slowly while peeping through his semi-close eyes that were prepared for the worst.

A cold sweat went down his face and he froze with his mouth agape.

The screen was absolutely shattered.

"Sorry papa..", Sora whispered with a frown.

"Sorry..", Hachirō added.

Ran was internally crying big fat tears. He was definitely gonna get it when you get home, forcing him to sleep on the couch with no blankets and no cushions would be going easy on him.

"It's okay boys, I mean after all this is the last time you're gonna see your papa before your mama ends my life", it was hard to tell if he was laughing or crying, all he knew was his days would sadly come to an end soon..

—SANZU (akira and akemi) ♀ ♀

You rested your head against Sanzu's shoulder as you both sat on the couch watching whatever piqued your interest.

Akira was in the playroom and Akemi was sat in your laps snacking on fries that were supposed to be yours but clearly she had other plans.

"Mama", she called out, tilting her head backwards up to your face as she had a fry in her little fingers and held it up to your mouth.

You gladly took a bite, thinking she was offering the whole fry till she grumbled and her eyebrows knitted together.

"Only a small bite!", she exclaimed at which you instantly took a smaller bite before laughing.

Sanzu snickered. "She's just like you. Greedy with food".

You lifted your head from his shoulder and raised a brow. "You're one to talk..".

Akira came into the living room, chasing the cat that you and Sanzu had gotten for them on their 2nd birthday.

The cat instantly jumped into Sanzu's laps and he grimaced.

"Ugh, not you again", he muttered. He wasn't fond of the cat, especially when it'd leave fur all over his sharp suits.

Akira gestured the cat to get off Sanzu's lap.

"Leave dada alone", she babbled. Her shooing eventually got the cat off and Sanzu happily lifted his daughter into his arms.

"That's right, Fluffy is a fuc—", you narrowed your eyes at your husband's choice of words.

"I mean Fluffy is a stinky old cat", Sanzu corrected himself. The cat was barely two years old and he was already calling it names 😒

"Kitty isn't stinky!", Akira responsed. She loved the cat but she didn't like when it took HER space on Sanzu's lap.

The name of the cat also varied from person to person. It's just whatever you felt like calling it on the day. Fluffy, Kitty...Dog bait (Sanzu).

"Say, what if we ditch the cat and get a jaguar instead!", Sanzu was way too excited for an idea that would only transpire in his dreams.

"You're not bringing a jaguar into my house".

"Well let's see what the girls think", he faced his daughters with hopeful eyes.

"A jaguar's like a big scary tiger with sharp teeth", you explained to your daughter, plastering a scared expression. If they knew you were scared of the animal, they certainly didn't want it either.

"Tigers are scary", Akemi hid her face in your chest.

Akira nodded in agreement. "I like Fluffy".

"Well Haru? Majority rules", you gave him a smug look.

"Majority rules my ass..".

—SHINICHIRO (keiko and kouta) ♀ ♂

Shinichiro made his way to the twins' room as he saw from the monitor that they were awake.

"Mornin kiddo's!", he whispered shouted— since you were still sleeping— and crouched down, spreading his arms wide to envelope his little boy and girl in a big morning hug.

"Where's mama?", Kouta asked since normally both of you would greet them in the morning but you just wanted to treat yourself to a bit more sleep.

"She's still asleep...wanna wake her up?", they both nodded frantically and followed behind their father.

"Once she wakes up, you have to say 'we're hungry!'", he batted his lashes with fake puppy dog eyes. "Then she'll make us pancakes", Shinichiro would gladly do it himself but he simply didn't know how. He always managed to burn something when making pancakes so you banned him from ever laying a hand on anything hot in the kitchen.

Once they all gathered around the bed, Shinichiro gave a count down before the twins pounced on you.

"Wake up Mama!", they shouted in unison as you stirred in your sleep.

"I...think not", you murmured, sinking your head further into your pillow.

"But Dada's hungry!", Keiko pouted.

It was as though Keiko's words were a wake up call because suddenly, all the sleep in your eyes left.

"That wasn't in the script!", Shin facepalmed as his shoulders jerked at the sound of your voice.

"Oh he is, is he?".

"Mhm!", Kouta nodded.

"Not to worry, i'll make you guys some pancakes. And Shin, i'll prepare you a nice glass of motor oil, that sound nice?".

"Yay!!", the twins cheered.

Shinichiro sagged his shoulders and hung his head low, a single tear coming out of his eye.

"Yay..".

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A/N: the actual cause of Shinichiro’s death (real)

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