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#this is literally sanzu x rindou

kazutora-kurokawa · 2 months

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NSFW headcanon. How would the Tenjiku guys react to their partner reaching back and spreading themselves open during sex?

Tenjiku x Reader: How They React to You Spreading Yourself Open for Them

♡ NSFW, Fem reader, degradation + praise, pet names, spanking, edging, oral/fem receiving, fingering, breeding kink, reader being manhandled, mean dom!Izana, reader is on all fours if you needed to know that lol ♡

Characters: Izana, Kakucho, Mucho, Mochi, Ran, Rindou, Shion, Hanma

note: thanks for requesting anon 🩷 I didn't include Kisaki, Koko, or Sanzu (I just don't consider them to be among the main members of Tenjiku) but if you desperately need them to be included just shoot me an ask (when I open my asks back up) and I'll write one for them

edit: I added Hanma specifically for @katkitkats

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Izana

🎴 Was confused for a second because he didn't give you permission to touch yourself

🎴 Smacks your hand away and starts degrading you

"Did I tell you that you could touch yourself you little slut?"

🎴 Edges you as a punishment

Kakucho

🩷 Gets flustered and just stares at your pussy for a solid minute

🩷 Takes it as an invitation to get as deep as possible

🩷 Praises you the whole time

"Such a good girl opening yourself up for me, so damn pretty ♡"

Mucho

🔷 Doesn't even give you a chance to spread yourself because he's doing it for you, he's trying to hit every nerve fr

🔷 He damn near has you hitting splits with how far he spreads your legs (this man is actively trying to breed you)

🔷 Despite him manhandling you, he's relatively gentle during sex because he doesn't want to hurt you

"That's it babygirl, you're taking me so good. You deserve to have that pretty pussy filled up~"

Mochi

🍡 He's quick to respond when you spread yourself open for him

🍡 Immediately grabs your hips and flips you over onto your back

🍡 Since you obviously want him so badly, prepare to not be able to walk in the morning

"You should see yourself right now, you look so perfect and vulnerable underneath me angel."

Ran

💜 You've done this before so he isn't surprised

💜 Spanks you with his baton

💜 Teases you about how needy you are

"You're so damn needy doll, presenting yourself like such a whore for me ♡"

Rindou

🩵 As soon as you spread yourself for him, he's leaning in to kiss your pussy

🩵 Eats you out til his face is drenched in your juices and you're overstimulated

🩵 Grips your thighs because he knows your legs are gonna give out on you

"You taste so fucking good princess, just can't stop myself from being greedy~"

Shion

🖤 He's speechless, at an absolute loss for words fr

🖤 You look back at him and he's just staring at your pussy, probably drooling too

🖤 Immediately drops the idea of having sex because he wants to eat you out

"You're so fucking cute, I need to devour you darling."

Hanma

🏵️ Teases you about how needy you are

🏵️ Threatens to punish you by slapping your ass til it's red

🏵️ Flips you over and fingers you even though he knows you want him to fuck you

"Your pussy is so pretty babydoll. I can tell you're aching for me to fuck you, but I don't think you've earned it yet ♡"

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@arlerts-angel , @i-literally-cant-with-this , @trevengersprincess , @happy-trenchcoated-impala , @giugiette , @katkitkats

#tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers headcanons #tenjiku #izana smut #kakucho smut #mucho smut #mochi smut #ran haitani smut #rindou haitani smut #shion smut #I love Izana but I'd probably cry if I was in a relationship with him 😭#hanma smut

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hangeswif3 · 4 months

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Mistake

Pairing: Bonten!Rindou x reader.

Summary: you don’t remember what happened last night.

Warnings: super slight nsfw, cursing.

Note: I wrote this cause I saw this tiktok

And i couldn’t help but thinking about Rindou.

You know the drill, English isn’t my first language so be nice, and idk if I like this so I might delete it later. Thanks for reading anyways, I love u <3

Your head was killing you. Was the first thing you noticed. The second thing was how bright were the lights. You slowly opened your eyes to scan the place you were in. It was your room, but something looked kinda off, you noticed you were only wearing your underwear and your sheets were all over the place, like someone else had slept with you.

You tried to remember what had happened last night. You were out with your friends, everyone was there and things obviously got out of control, because you couldn’t remember a thing.

You tried to trace back to the last thing you remembered. Like the ride there, meeting the guys at the club, Ran getting drinks for everyone, you dancing with your friends, Sanzu getting high, Sanzu offering stuff to everyone, and you drinking a lot. Everything else was like a blur, almost like it might have happened but maybe it didn’t.

You slowly raised your head and got out of bed. You looked in the mirror, you looked awful. Your make up was all smeared, your hair was crazy and you had some interesting marks on your neck. You didn’t remember who gave you those.

Shit.

You heard some noise outside so you put on an oversized shirt and some shorts and got out of your room.

“There she is, good morning party girl.” Said Ran.

He was in the kitchen, bending over the counter drinking a cup of coffee. You turned your head to see your surroundings and noticed that everyone was there. Sanzu was sleeping on the couch, Koko and kakucho were sleeping right next to him on the floor, and Ran was shirtless which meant he had slept there too, probably in your roommate’s room.

And Rindou, he was making himself some coffee, he had a withe plain shirt and some pants. He had his hair all in a mess and he wasn’t wearing his glasses. He looked awkward.

“Morning, mister Haitani.” You said playfully. “What the fuck happened last night?” You asked rubbing your face.

Everyone seemed to stay quiet for a moment.

“You don’t remember?” Said Ran smirking.

“Remember what?” You said.

Ran laughed and right when he was about to speak, Rindou cleared his throat and turned around to look at you in the eye, while taking a sip to his coffee.

Ran put his hands up on defeat and walked out to the other room, he was laughing.

“How are you feeling?” Asked Rindou when Ran was gone.

“Why are y’all acting so weird? And what the fuck happened-” You suddenly stopped noticing the hickeys on Rindou’s neck. “Oh, had fun last night?” You asked him pointing to the marks on his neck.

“Huh?” He saw how your face change to a slightly annoyed expression. “Oh, yeah kinda” he said finally.

The truth was, you have always had something with Rindou. His relationship with you wasn’t like with the others. You guys were always “fake” flirting, but no one really made a move. That didn’t stopped you or him from getting jealous every time the other flirted with someone else.

“Cool” you said, leaving him there and moving to the living room. Your head was definitely hurting now.

You moved Sanzu a little to wake him up. And sat down on the couch next to him. He groaned and opened his eyes to look at you before pulling you by your shirt for you to lay down with him. The couch wasn’t so big so you were literally on top of him.

“Good morning princess” said Sanzu holding you tight. He was always like this with you, which annoyed Rindou.

Rindou that had followed and now we’re sitting on a little couch in front of you two was now looking at you two, he looked mad. He didn’t like when Sanzu touched you.

“Stop, move over so I can use the blanket too.” You said to Sanzu.

He obliged and you two ended up sitting next to each other, covered by the blanket.

“Did you have fun last night?” Asked Sanzu.

“Don’t even mention it. I have no fucking idea what I did.” You responded.

“Oh is that so?” He said, locking eyes with Rindou, a smile creeping up his face. “I think I have some pictures from last night on my phone.” He was reaching out his phone when Rindou spoke.

“Y/n, can I talk to you for a second?” He said, still looking at Sanzu.

“No, I wanna see the photos first.” You said, taking the phone from Sanzu’s hand and going for the media folder.

A bunch of pictures appeared and you clicked to the most recent one, you scrolled through all of them. Some of them were of the others laughing or drinking, some of them were blurry but one especially catches your eye. It was you. You and Rindou.

You could see yourself sat down on Rindou’s lap, he had a hand on your waist and you both were laughing. You scrolled more and now there was a video. You were dancing on a small platform with a pole in the middle. Your small black dress and your black red net tights didn’t cover much, thank god you were wearing small shorts underneath.

But that wasn’t all, you were dancing in front of someone and that someone was recording you with his phone. It was Rindou. He was cheering up for you and you were dancing for him and smiling at his phone.

You looked like you were having a lot of fun, to be fair.

But then you scrolled to the next photo. And that’s when you realized who left the marks on your neck. Rindou was kissing you, and not a nice innocent kiss. He was sitting on a couch, and you were straddling over him, both legs to his sides. And there was more pictures of you two having fun.

You suddenly remembered something, like a memory flashing by. You were dancing to a song and Rindou came behind you, he didn’t say anything but put his hands on your hips, moving to the rhythm of the song.

You looked up at Rindou, he wasn’t looking at you. You stood up and walked towards him, pointing to your room.

“Let’s go.” You said.

He let you walk in first and close the door behind him.

“You remember?” You asked first.

“Parts of it.” He said. He didn’t look nervous, just a little guilty.

“Care to help me remember?” You said.

“I mean. Everyone was minding their own business, we were dancing, having a good time. You kissed me, so I kissed you. We ended up here. We didn’t go too far.” He said, finally looking at you.

You sat down on the bed, he stayed in front of the door, against the wall.

“Wow” you finally said.

“Yeah.”

“I mean, we were drunk.” You said, standing up and walking towards him.

“We were.”

“It was a mistake.”

“It was.”

“We’re friends.”

“Yeah, we are.”

By this point you were extremely close to him. You didn’t even notice that he had put a hand on your waist.

“We can’t let that-“ you didn’t finish your sentence because he kissed you. Putting a hand on your cheek.

You immediately kissed him back. It was a desperate kiss, full of frustration and anger.

“Jump.” He said. You did it and put your legs around him. He turned around and pressed you to the wall harshly. You moaned because of how good his body felt pressed against yours and he took the chance to explore your mouth with his tongue.

You two separated for a moment to get some air and you looked into his eyes. You couldn’t help but laugh at the irony.

“We can’t let that happen again.” You said before you kissed him again.

#haitani rindou imagines #haitani rindou x reader #rindou x y/n #tr rindou #rindou headcanons #rindou x you #tokyo revengers rindou #rindou haitani #rindou x reader #bonten rindou #tokrev rindou #haitani rindou headcanons #haitani x reader #haitani brothers

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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months

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just read your latest kinktober!! so gooood 😫!! if you could pretty please do #21 with hanma shuji, sanzu, and the haitani brothers!

A/N: No on fucking look at me, I was not expecting this to end up being 3.3k and yet somehow...omg. Sorry for the demon that posessed me. This is pure filth, probably had more fun writing this than I should have but I hope you love it bc I do. Enjoy, mwuah

Threesome or Moresome x Hanma, Sanzu, Rindou, Ran

It was no surprise that the executives of Bonten did not like sharing. They didn’t like sharing their seats in the meetings (there were no fucking assigned seats), they didn’t like sharing their women (literally sex workers doing their jobs with whoever paid them), they didn’t like sharing their money, and most of all: they didn’t like sharing you. Another executive in the ranks

You hadn’t been with any of them, not really. Some heavy petting with Hanma here and there, a makeout session with the Haitanis at one point during a drunken night, maybe you gave Sanzu a handy when you were playing passenger princess for a mission. Nothing solid, and definitely not enough to any of them to stake ‘claim’ on you. You held your own, not letting any of them interfere with your work. You barely glanced in their directions unless you had to (you were softer with Kakucho, he was too sweet for you not to be) so that the ugly green monster didn’t rear its ugly head. What you didn’t know is that it always did anyways.

Countless arguments and fist fights were had over who you belonged to (none of them!), usually between Ran and Hanma. Shuji just loved to get under the older brother’s skin, it was one of his favorite past times, really. It never ended well for any of them, usually beating the shit out of each other. On more than one occasion you’ve walked in on the fights, muttering something about them ‘being idiot assholes’ and slamming the door before any of them could even get a word in. But recently...something’s changed, you could feel it.

Hanma, Sanzu, Rindou and Ran have all been particularly kinder to you, unbearably so. They’d all look at you with a devilish smile plastered on their face, hell they’ve even gone so far as to no longer fight in your presence. You were suspicious of them, narrowing your eyes whenever another made a snarky comment and there wasn’t a complaint to be heard. You kept your distance, feeling like something was really off. After a particularly stressful mission, one that spanned the length of a week and had so many intricacies it was making your head spin, it was decided that the five of you would go out drinking to celebrate. You needed to take the edge off after walking on thin ice for the last few days. You had arrived at the usual bar--one that Bonten owned and had a private balcony for the execs and Mikey whenever they decided to swing by. The others were already there, drinks being passed around. They quieted down when you arrived, feeding you drinks and shots to ‘get you on the same level as them’

“Hanma you fucking alcoholic, slow down” You cackled, shoving the beer he tried to give you out of your face. “Who knew you were such a lightweight.” Rindou spoke, taking a sip of his own beer with a drunken smile. You pouted, ripping his own drink away from him, “I’m not. The cocktails were fucking strong that’s all.” You took a sip before giving it back to him, turning to Hanma again with a sigh. “Fucking--fine, leave me alone after this!” You threw your inhibitions to the wind, chugging the bottle as the rest of the crew bursted out in excitement and laughter. “There you go, beautiful” You bristled at Ran’s words, ignoring them as best you could but he could already tell you were reacting to them. Hanma’s turn to speak, “we knew you could do it pretty girl.” He cooed, squeezing at your thigh. You couldn’t ignore that. “What are you morons up to?” You squinted, drunk or not you knew the four of them didn’t get along that well to not let those two remarks slide. Sanzu grinned something wicked, eyes wide coked out of his mind. “We have a proposition for you, pretty.” You waited. “Sleep with us.”

You barked out a laugh, keeling over and holding your gut. “Funny fucking joke, cokehead.” You waited to hear any sort of commotion--even Hanma egging you on to actually sleep with him. But you heard nothing. Okay, now you were concerned. “...You’re joking right?” Rindou shrugged, chugging the rest of his beer. “Look, we all know you’ve fucked around with us one way or another. You know we want you.” You swallowed dryly. “Easiest for none of these motherfuckers to get jealous is if you fuck all of us.” (Rindou was also one of the jealous motherfuckers, but he’ll at least keep cool longer.) “That’s a fucking joke! Absolutely not, no fucking way in hell!” You knew, even if they kept trying to persuade you, at the end of the day they would let you be. They weren’t fucking monsters. ( You were a soft spot for them, is all.) They let it be for the rest of the night, continuing on as if nothing ever happened. But...you couldn’t let it go.

So when they all found themselves in a group chat with you, and a text from you, they grinned like the devil himself.

| We play by my rules or we don’t play at all. My place, 9 pm. Don’t make me regret this, assholes

“Fuck, look at you pretty girl, taking me so fucking well.” Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes, Ran’s cock ramming into the back of your throat as he face fucked you. You gagged and choked each time he pulled back, Ran growing more feral with each thrust hearing your pretty sounds and seeing your makeup run as you tried to steady your breathing through your nose. Behind you was Sanzu, kneading and slapping your ass as he shoved his cock deeper into your sloppy pussy. “Fuck, can’t believe you’ve been hiding this from me.” The pink haired man groaned, spreading your cheeks to your drooling cunt swallow him up. “What a nasty little bitch.” One hand was occupied with Rindou, trying to keep up with his pace jerking him, though really he was more just fucking into your hand. “Move, Haitani.” Ah, the ever graceful Hanma. “My fuckin’ turn.” A tattooed hand ripped you off of Ran, taking the millisecond of opportunity to breathe in deep, before being shoved back down on another dick. Hanma pushed into your throat until your nose pushed up against his pubes, your free hand clawing at his stomach to give you a fucking minute. He hissed, pulling back and letting you breathe. “Don’t be a fucking asshole, Hanma.” You all but stuttered out, trying to keep your composure but a particularly harsh thrust right into that spongy spot deep within your cunt had you whining. “Fuck! Aah, Sanzu--shit.” You whimpered, looking back to see the wild eyes of the resident drug addict look at you with a smirk plastered on his face. “Yeah? You like that, baby? Like when I fuck that slutty little pussy?” He angled himself again to keep hitting that spot that made you see stars and you whined, nodding. They were overwhelming you in the best possible way and you didn’t know how you’d ever recover from this--how you’d ever fuck anyone else after this.

Hanma took your chin in his hands, trying to be more careful of you this time. “Don’t leave me hanging, angel, wanna see you choking on my cock.” You were starting to become so fucked out you nodded and licked a stripe up his long shaft, before swallowing him into your throat (at your own pace.) He groaned, hand gripping at your roots as you hollowed your cheeks and sucked him off. You felt Rindou slip out of your hand and move towards the back of you. “Out the way druggie, I wanna taste her before you dickheads cum inside her.” Sanzu grumbled but complied anyway. Last thing anyone wanted to do was kill their boner by arguing. The younger Haitani spread your lips with two fingers, seeing your abused hole clench around nothing. “So fucking hot,” He murmured, gathering saliva in his mouth before spit right on your pussy, seeing his dribble out. The fingers that held you open moved to swipe at your clit, which caused you to moan around Hanma. “Fuck, whatever you’re doing back there keep going Haitani--moaning like a fucking whore around my cock.” He cackled, hand tightening in your hair almost painfully. But it felt so good you didn’t care.

Rindou removed his fingers completely and licked a stripe up your wet slit. He let the muscle drag over your clit a few times before teasing your hole, dipping in before licking around your pussy again. The teasing was absolute torture, when all you wanted was to feel him inside you. He suckled at your nub with a groan, and slipped his tongue fully in you. He spread your cheeks fucking you with his tongue. Your muffled moans got louder, grasping at anything you could get your hands on. Ran slipped in and grabbed your hand to place around his cock with a laugh. “Yo Rin, she’s fucking shaking bro, keep going.” And you were, on the precipice of the strongest orgasm you think you’ll ever have in your life. You didn’t think that you’d ever be this turned on having sex with any of them--let alone all four at the same time. But they learned your body so quickly and used that information against you, brain melting. Hanma slipped out of your mouth, wanting to hear the wanton moans that were spilling out of your mouth. “Fuck! Rin, pleasepleaseplease don’t stop don’t sto-oh fuck!” You cried, tears slipping past those pretty lashes and your mouth shaped in a cute ‘o’ as you violently shook from your orgasm. You drenched Rindou’s face, and he happily lapped up all your juices with a laugh. “That’s what I’m talking about baby” he teased, sucking your clit into his mouth again until you had a second wave of shocks, now turning painful. You squealed , free hand pushing him away from your hole.

“Rin, huh?” Hanma grabbed at your jaw, raising you up slightly from your knees so you were looking up at him. “If he gets first name then I wanna hear you call me Shuji, baby.” Your breathing was shaky, along with the rest of your body as you dumbly nodded. Your eyes were hazy and a small smile played at your lips--completely fucked out. “Look at her, fucking cockdrunk.” You had no idea who was talking anymore, barely paying attention as you tried to grab at the tall man in front of you. “Open up your mouth baby.” He cooed, and you immediately complied, sticking your tongue out. Suddenly you had a glob of spit in your mouth, some landing on your cheek too. Then you heard a laugh. “So fucking cute, go ahead and swallow baby girl.” Who you assumed was Hanma speaking, you did as you were told and showed him after, eyes that you didn’t even realize you closed fluttering open and waiting. “Fuck, you’re so pretty.” Sanzu turned your head closer to him, now kneeling to kiss you hotly on the mouth. It was all tongue and teeth, as you tried desperately to get closer to him. He licked into your mouth, sucking on your tongue and biting at your lips. The kiss left your lips swollen, you know it, but you didn’t care, bringing him back in after he let go. He mumbled a laugh in between kisses “someone’s needy.”

You felt a mouth wrap around your nipple, and you keened, arching your back more into whoever was suckling at your chest. Ran, nipped at you, hearing you whimper at the short burst of pain before laving his tongue over in apology. “Let’s move you, baby. Lay on your back.” You complied, spreading your legs when your back hit the bed. The men around you groaned, all pumping their dicks as they saw the object of their desires and wet dreams so ready and willing to take them all. Rindou pulled you up, hanging your head over the edge of the bed and slapping his cock on your mouth. “Open up, baby.” He smirked, pushing his dick past your lips and seeing drool at the corners of your mouth. You had no energy to even blow him properly, letting him use you as a cock sleeve and fuck your mouth as he pleases.

His thrusting only lasted a minute before a voice cut in, “let her up for a second, Haitani--wanna see that pretty face when I shove my dick in her.” Hanma ran a hand through his unkempt locks, lining his big cock to your hole and waited. “Come on baby, why don’t you tell daddy what you want?” He teased, laughing as you wiggled your hips towards him. “Hanma--” “Wrong.” You whined, moving more. “Shuji, please.” You whimpered, and he dipped the tip of his cock in to tease. “You know what I wanna hear~” You jut your lip out in a pout, “daddy please, I want your cock. Shuji, fuck me already.” He clicked his tongue. “I’ll let the attitude go f’now, see how far that gets you.” Suddenly his hips were flush against your and you felt like you got the wind knocked out of you. His pace was relentless, slamming himself into you over and over again. Your cries didn’t last long as Rindou abused your mouth again, muffling most of the noise spilling from you. Sanzu bit and suckled marks into your skin--around your tits, on your chest, your waist, wherever he can get his mouth on. Ran fucked into your shaky hand, slapping the tit that wasn’t in Sanzu’s mouth. You cried, pussy clenching around Hanma who barked out a laugh. “The little freak likes it when you do that, Haitani.” Ran snickered, pinching harshly at your nipple before giving you another slap. “Yeah? Little baby likes it a little hard?” You could hear how cruel he sounded, but you didn’t care. The pain mixed with everything the men were giving you felt better than any drug Sanzu could supply you with.

“Fuck, gonna cum down your throat, baby. Be a good girl and swallow it, yeah?” Rindou grunted, grabbing a hold of the sides of your face and fucked your mouth with vigor. It felt like he was in your stomach with how deep he was, Rindou loving the outline of his cock in your throat. “Fuck, baby, look at you.” He didn’t last long after that, spilling his cum straight down your throat with a moan, grinding on your face until he was done. You gasped when he finally let you go, swallowing down his cum as best you could without choking, some of it dribbling off the tip of his dick onto your face. You didn’t have much of a reprieve as Hanma took the opportunity to fuck into you hard, force shaking you on the bed. “Shuji, shuji! Fuck! “ You cried, clawing at the sheets trying to keep your head up to look at the way his cock pummeled your swollen cunt. “There you go, baby! Keep calling daddy’s name.” He snickered, spitting on your clit before letting his fingers rub at you. Your eyes rolling, feeling the impending orgasm bubbling higher up. Hanma pressed a hand down on your stomach as he angled himself, and you snapped. You were sobbing, your entire body shaking as your drenched him, trying to close your legs but he wouldn’t let you. “Shu--shuji no more” you whimpered as he laughed, letting go of your stomach but still fucking into your sloppy pussy. “Who knew you were a squirter, huh? Gonna make me fucking cum if you keep clenching baby.” His nasty words spurred you on, and even though you were exhausted you couldn’t help but tighten around him.

A few more pumps and Hanma was emptying his balls into your cunt, stuffing you deep with his cum. He moved back to see it dribble out as you kept clenching around nothing. You couldn’t even think anymore--being tossed around like a rag doll before you were face to face with Ran. “Talk to me, pretty girl--you think you can keep going?” He sounded teasing, but you knew deep down he really was checking on you. You nodded, pulling him in to a bruising kiss before feeling him slip underneath you. “Want you to ride me, beautiful.” You lined yourself up with his length, pushing down and leaning over so he had a perfect view of your ass. “That’s what I’m talking about, angel.” He slapped your ass hard before gripping at your cheeks, bringing you down harder onto his cock with each pap, pap, pap. To your front, Sanzu’s cock slapped at your face, forcing you to open your eyes and look up at him. “Come on baby, use that pretty mouth on me.” You nodded once, and opened up wide to let him fill your mouth, sticking your tongue out underneath his shaft and bobbing your head. Ran met your bounces with a thrust up, using the momentum to his advantage to fuck you deeper. You kept crying, the overstimulation becoming borderline painful but it wasn’t enough, wanted all of their cum. Your hands gripped at Sanzu’s hips, slobbering on his cock, gagging and letting drool dribbled out of your mouth. You were a fucking mess, filled with cum, sweat and spit covering you. You should feel disgusting, but how could you? They were making you feel so good.

“Fuck me, beatiful. This pussy is still so fucking tight.” Ran practically wheezed, indenting your skin with small bruises on your hips with how harshly he was gripping at you. “Could fuck you every fucking day and you’d still be so fucking tight.” He pounded into you, cock kissing your cervix with each thrust. It hurt, but you still fucking liked it. Sanzu pushed you deeper onto him, seeing the spit and drool bubbling around him. “Sloppy little bitch,” he cackled. “Pretty baby can’t help but be messy, can you?” He taunted, facefucking you with no restraint. “Gonna cum inside you, beautiful, fuck. Need you to cum first.” A hand wrapped around to your swollen and abused clit, giving it a few slaps and rubbing at it, thrusting your cock up to rub at your walls and bring you crumbling down. Your orgasms were still pulsing your through veins, clenching him so fucking tight Rin ground you down and shot his load inside of you. You felt yourself fill to the brim with cum, two loads now covering your messy walls.

Sanzu was right behind him, except he wanted to keep you messy. He pulled out enough to tip your head back and cum into your mouth, having the mess land on your cheeks, forehead, even your hair. Ran lifted you enough to slide from under you, holding you up when he felt you trembling and nearly collapsing. “Woah, hey baby come on lean back.” He cooed, having you lean on his chest as he motioned Hanma and Rindou to grab something to clean you up. “You okay?” He whispered, kissing at your temple that wasn’t covered in cum, feeling you nod against him. “Mhm, m’okay...” Your voice was low, throat raw from all the use. Ran smiled on your temple, moving away when Sanzu got closer to wipe away his mess from your face. “Looked so good covered in my cum, baby.” He laughed when you swatted at him. “Gonna have me dreaming of that face every night.” You groaned, “Sanzu, shut up.” smile evident in your voice.

The men cleaned you up, and Hanma picked you up to bring you to the bath that Rindou had started for you. They were fucking assholes, but the least they could do was help you around after they fucked you nearly to unconsciousness. “Thank you, Shuji.” You murmured only for him to hear, petting his cheek as you looked around dazed. He kissed your palm, whispering a ‘you’re welcome, baby’ and letting you relax.

They’d be there when you were done, to ask if you needed anything else, to ask how you were feeling, and most importantly to ask if they could do this again some time.

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spooky-bunnys · 1 month

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Hello! well first request and i'm nervous but anyway do you accept an omegaverse? how about bonten with an omega only he is goth like a vampire (if you want you can add something else or maybe a pregnancy if you wish :) ) thanks! (and sorry for my bad english, i'm not english speaking)

Title: Gothic Mood Swings

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

Pairing: Bonten x Pregnant Goth Omega Male Reader

Warnings: Swearing, and mentions of punishment (not like that y'all)

The guard gulped as the phone rang. Nervous sweat sliding down his face. He knew this was a bad idea but they didn't know what else to do! Soon a click was heard. Nothing was said for a moment until deep voice was heard, "Speak." The guard nervously cleared his throat. "Sir. He closed himself in his coffin and we can't get him to come out."

There was a sigh from the other end. "What happened?" "He tried hanging upside down but got caught up in his morning sickness and got sick everywhere. He then got hungry and searched the cabinets and after not finding what he was looking for, closed himself into his coffin instead of laying in his nest." There was a humming sound and the sound of papers being shuffled.

"Alright we'll be back soon. So keep an eye on him until we get back. Understood?" The guard nodded and quickly agreed as the call ended. The guard let out a sigh of relief. Knowing he won't get too punished for calling his boss. I mean it was for the safety of their Omega and future pup. So hopefully the punishment won't be too bad.

Mikey ran a hand through his hair letting out a deep sigh. He had so much paperwork that needed to be done, but his Omega and pup were more important to him. Mikey carefully got up and texted the others to let them know they were needed at home.

On they're way home they made a few pitstops. One at a nesting store. Then next stop was at a store their Omega frequently visited. Finally they stopped at a restaurant their pregnant Omega has been eating so much of recently.

As they arrived at the mansion the pack lives in. Multiple guards met them outside. As they bowed the Bonten members made their way inside. When inside they took off their coats and shoes. Knowing their Omega worked hard on cleaning the mansion. They didn't want a repeat of last time.

Last time Takeomi has came in with muddy and wet shoes. Completely ruining the freshly cleaned floors. Their Omega had been so upset, he literally USED Takeomi to clean the floor. Like we're talking, used Takeomi as a mop to clean the floor. While it aroused most of the Alpha's, the others had be slightly horrified how their tiny Omega used a fully grown MAN, to mop the floors.

They didn't want a repeat of that. Especially Takeomi. After that they put away their shoes so nobody gets hurt. Mikey started up the stairs and the others quickly followed. Wanting to comfort their Omega. They know he's having a rough time with the whole pregnancy. It's been taking a huge toll on them all, but especially on him.

As they arrived to the door seperating the pack from their Omega, they could smell the annoyed pheromones coming from inside. Mikey shared a look with the ones holding bags for their Omega and motioned them forward. Kakucho, Mochi, and Rindou stepped forward.

Mikey carefully opened the door. Making sure they were all releasing calming pheromones. As they all entered there was a slient shuffle coming from the closed coffin in the middle of the room. Sanzu stepped forward and tapped a small rhythm on the lid of the coffin.

A few seconds passed beofre the coffin cracked open. A pair of (E/C) eyes peered through the crack. Sanzu bent down and chuckled. "Alright baby. Come on out. We know your upset. So we got you some stuff." He montions to the others who are holding bags.

The coffin fully opened and a gorgeous male with mid length (H/C) hair carefully sat up pouting. His (E/C) eyes sweeping past his Alpha's. He nods towards Kakucho who carefully placed the bag beside the coffin. Knowing it was warm and didn't want it hurting the Omega.

(Name) smelled the bag and hummed then carefully removed the food. He opened the box and smiled at the spicy yaskisoba inside. Then Mochi stepped forward and set and another bag by the coffin. (Name) carefully opened the bag and was welcomed with a fuzzy black blanket covered in his Alphas sents. (Name) smiles brightly and shoves his face into it taking a deep breath.

Finally Rindou reaches into his bag and held out a stuffed bat. (Name) perked up and quickly snatched it and finally started releasing happy pheromones. The others relaxed and smiled at the happy pregnant Omega. (Name) kissed Rindou's cheek and started purring happily.

Maybe they won't punish the guard for interrupting them today. Since they got to see their Omega happy and purring again. It feels like its been a while. After a few bites of food (Name) turned glaring at the now relaxed Alphas. "Now which one of you assholes has me always craving SPICY FOOD?!" They slumped. It was nice while it lasted.

#male reader #x male reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x male reader #male omega reader #poly! bonten #bonten x male reader #bonten kokonoi #bonten #bonten mikey #bonten sanzu #bonten ran #bonten rindou #bonten mochi #bonten kakucho #bonten takeomi

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authorluvgxbby · 1 year

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Mystery Girl

A/N: hello my luvs! I am happy to say that I am finally back. I had decided to take a break from writing due to school being a bit overwhelming, but overtime I have come up with a lot of new stuff to share with you all! And for now, I'll continue to deliver current and future requests sitting in my mail cause i love doing those for ya'll so, by all means, enjoy!

Genre: Fluff, slight crack

Rindou x Reader

Everyone could agree that Tenjiku, along with its four heavenly kings, were made of the strongest and, quite literally, the most brutal gangsters of the S-62 generation. However, within the gang, everyone could only see each other as nothing more than a bunch of idiotic misfits.

For example, in the eyes of their fellow gang members, the Haitani brothers may be the supreme rulers of roppongi, but deep down they were just two siblings who got on each other's nerves and made it everyone else’s problem.

It was no secret that the older Haitani was a menace to his little brother and took every opportunity he had to tease Rindou. At first, it was annoying, but over time, it was like daily entertainment for Tenjiku to watch the two brothers bicker.

Today was no different.

Rindou was peacefully slouching along one of the beat up couches of their dingy warehouse hideout, eyes glued to his phone, while Ran stared holes into the back of his brother’s blonde and blue locks. The silent question bubbling in his mind: what is he doing so long on his phone?

This matter particularly disturbed the Haitani, since his brother was less of a socialite, especially when it came to social media. Yet, here he was, messages open, while texting an unknown individual that HE didn’t know about? This was indeed quite odd.

“Rindou,” he calls.

No answer, just the sound of his thumbs tapping against the device’s screen.

Huffing, he calls once more, “Rindouuu.” Still nothing.

“What could he be so fixated on?” Kakucho voices next to the older Haitani.

“I don’t know, but I don’t like how this person is getting all this attention from my little brother.”

That’s when the lightbulb goes off, sparking an idea from the older brother’s mind, his signature mischievous smile spreading on his lips. Sighing in pity, all Kakucho could do was watch as Ran carried out his usual wicked deeds towards his little brother.

One swipe was all it took to snatch Rindou’s phone from his hands, which he quickly responds with an empty grasp of air.

“What the fuck Ran?!”

Ran ignores his sibling as he takes a closer look at his current messages to the unknown stranger. He gasps, and there’s a temporary silence that swells in the air.

“Who is it from?” Izana questions, turning everyone’s curiosity to the brothers.

“R-ran, give it back dammit!” Rindou growls, trying to land a hit on his brother but failing miserably.

Squinting at the bright screen, he takes a moment to register the conversation. His eyes widened,“It’s…”

Izana raises a brow “It’s?”

Ran clears his throat, “….it’s from…a girl?”

The gang was silent, mildly in shock, as they turned to the currently blushing dual-colored younger brother.

“Wait Rindou…,” Mochi voices, breaking the intense silence, “since when do you talk to girls?” he questions.

“Damn straight!” Ran says. “And more importantly, why didn’t you tell your dear big bro?” he whines, throwing a puppy look in his direction.

“Cause’ it's none of your damn business!” Rindou groans, snatching his phone back from his menacing brother’s clutches.

“I always thought the dude was more on the other side of the fence…if you catch my drift,” Shion says in wonder, while Mucho nods in agreement as he glances at Sanzu.

“I AM NOT GAY!” Rindou shouts, heat growing to his cheeks. “And even if I was, I would rather take the information to my grave than tell any of you idiots.”

“That’s rather offensive Rindou.” Kakucho frowns, folding his arms and shooting him a pointed look. “We may have our differences, but we’re a gang. Comrades, actually. You could’ve at least said something.”

“What he said,” Ran interjects, throwing a thumb over to Kakucho beside him.

“So who is it you are talking to that has your undivided attention,” questioned Izana.

Ah, the big question.

Everyone stares, waiting for an answer from Rindou.

He sighs dejectedly as his shoulders slump.

“You know what…you guys already know too much anyway so I might as well…” pinching the bridge of his nose, he breathes in deeply. “She’s my girlfriend.”

Safe to say everyone was completely dumbfounded by the news.

Especially Ran.

“OH THE HORROR,” he cries dramatically, hand clutching his over his heart as he raises a hand over his head.

“Well…that was…unexpected.” Mutters Kakucho.

“Didn’t think he had it in him.” Mochi shrugs.

Just as fast as the comments swirled, so did the questions as well.

“So…what’s she like?” Shion asks.

Now everyone had huddled around the couch where Rindou had seated himself back on, as he continued to text you.

“An angel from heaven,” he quickly slaps a hand on his mouth.

“Gross.” Shion sticks out his tongue.

“You really are smitten huh?” Ran quips, grinning like a fool.

“Please, shut up.”

Bzzz!

y/n: you mind if I drop by? I wanna see you before I go home.

Rindou smiles.

Rindou: Sure babe, I’m at the hideout. I’d like to introduce you to the gang if that’s all right?

y/n: sure! On my way <333

“She’ll be here soon, so stop asking me about her already. You guys are annoying,” Rindou shoots glares at everyone before going back to staring at his phone.

“Rin rin? Are you here?” you called out sweetly, voice reverberating throughout the rusty walls of the warehouse.

Everyone pipes up at the new voice, with Rindou being the first to greet you with open arms and softness in his smile. You run towards him, crashing against him as your arms immediately encircle around his waist, burying your face into the warmth of his tenjiku uniform.

“Rin! I’ve missed you!”

“I’ve missed you too bubs,” he mumbles in your hair, planting a kiss on your crown.

“ ‘Bubs’?! Rindou what the fuck type of lovey dovey shit are you on dude?!” Shion cackles from behind.

However, it isn’t long before he is face-to-face with you, slack jawed at your beautiful appearance.

Before he could even hit you with one of his newest pick up lines, he immediately hits the ground, face smooshed into the harsh, dirt floor with an imprint of fist on his exposed cheek.

Meanwhile, you stood above him, your once soft gaze now darkened with a menacing aura surrounding you.

“Don’t you dare talk shit about my boyfriend you prick. You got something to say, you say it to my fuckin’ face.”

The sudden change in attitude was one thing, but having the ability to knock out Shion was different. Especially a girl.

“Did she just…knock out Shion?”

“Way to state the obvious Kakucho.” Izana mocks, grinning at the misfortune of an unconscious Shion.

“Rindou, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DUDE!”

Ran gasps, pointing an accusing finger at his little brother. “She’s beautiful AND can fight?”

“At least she isn’t like his previous relationships where he ends up getting used or dumped.”

The blatant statement wasn’t too far off either. Ever since Mucho had joined Tenjiku, he had taken notice to Rindou’s frequent change in women overtime in the gang.

Shrugging, he ignores the whole scene while continuing his game of shogi with Sanzu.

“Alright, enough you guys!” Rindou sighs, walking over to you and embracing you from behind.

“Sweetheart, please don’t worry about them, this is normal. No need to get upset,” he whispers, kissing the shell of your ear. You pout, turning to face your boyfriend. “Rindou, if I were you, I’d beat their asses, but since it’s fine with you then it’s fine with me.”

Nodding, Rindou kisses you on the forehead, smiling sweetly. “Thanks beautiful.”

“You two mind go getting a room, because I can’t stand that new couple shit. Makes me nauseous.” Mochi groans.

“Agreed,” everyone said in unison.

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hoejosatoru · 11 months

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your faves written by my faves

I believe all anime men can be categorized by if they were written by Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey, or Ethel Cain.

Characters: jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu, chainsaw man, tokyo revengers, demon slayer, attack on titan, hunter x hunter, buddy daddies, MHA, hell’s paradise

CW for suggestive content, toxic relationship for Ethel Cain category. All characters are time skip as applies (ex Tokyo rev/haikyuu). MDNI

Written by Taylor Swift

Sweet & Romantic. The boy next-door type. Friends to lovers vibe. The type to throw rocks at your window and get you to sneak out just to watch the stars. Writes you letters. So many of each other’s firsts. Feels like a fairytale. Can range from a soft and gentle love to one that's fast and exciting, depending on person/situation. Always holds your hand when walking. A strong, healthy relationship. Would literally rather die than upset you. Buys you flowers. Sends you songs he thinks you’ll love. Calls you sweetheart, baby, my love. Loved by your friends and family. Makes you believe in love.

Yuta Okkotsu, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Denji (I swear once he calms down a lil he’d be a great partner), Takemichi, Mitsuya, Hakkai, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Shinichiro, Hinata Shoyo, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Akaashi, Bokuto, Kageyama, Osamu, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Kenma, 99% of the haikuu cast unless listed elsewhere, Giyu, Rengoku, Jean, Connie, Armin, Kurapika, Leorio, Kazuki, Hawks

“Can I tell you a secret?” your best friend asks. You’re laying out on a blanket, watching the stars. You look at him, admiring how they twinkle in his eyes.

“Of course.”

“I think I love you.” He looks at you then, filling your chest with warmth. You’ve waited for him to say those words for so long, to name what has always existed between you.

“Can I show you what I think?” He nods eagerly. You lean in, pressing your lips to his. It is everything you always hoped it would be. He smiles into your kiss. “I think I love you, too.”

Written by Lana Del Rey

Sensual & Intense. Bad boy or hard exterior, but soft on the inside. Likes showing you off, but hates when other men look at you. Always has a hand on your lower back. Possessive, but in a controlling way. Dress slutty I can fight type. And he means it he will fuck anyone up for you. Makes you feel safe. Most likely to have a scandalous type of relationship (like an age gap, he has a bad reputation, etc). Probably has some sorta vice (smoking/drinking/fighting). High sex drive, he just can’t resist you :(. Probably has a daddy kink or is a dom (mostly soft/pleasure). Calls you princess, angel, pretty girl. Sometimes the relationship can be toxic, but you know the foundation is built on love.

Draken, Mikey, Ran, Rindou, Wakasa, Baji, Taiju, Inui, Koko, Sanzu, Izana, Kakucho, basically all of tokyo rev unless listed elsewhere, Rei, Toji, Geto, Gojo, Nanami, Suna, Terushima, Atsumu, Ushijima, Coach Ukai, Aki, Kishibe, Tengen, Obanai, Sanemi, Akaza, Levi, Eren, Reiner, Zeke, Aizawa, Gabimaru, Yamada Asaemon Shion, Tenza

“Come ‘ere baby,” he calls to you. He’s been eyeing you in that little sundress all night and his will power has run thin. You stand between his legs, looking down at him with a soft smile. The setting sun twinkles against the chain around his neck, making him look extra handsome. His large hand is on the back of your thigh, sliding up higher and higher and- you gasp his name and he squeezes your ass under your dress.

“People are gonna see!” you whisper yell, gesturing to all your friends mingling in your backyard. He has a lazy smile on his face as he rubs circles on your inner thigh.

“Don’t care,” he says, “Can’t resist my pretty girl anymore.”

Written by Ethel Cain

Toxic & Addictive. A waling red flag, but baby you are color blind. You know you shouldn’t, but there’s just something about him. He’s addictive. Super possessive and controlling. Always has his hands on you. Leaves bruises. Most likely to be a criminal or something darker. Would kill for you. Swears he loves you and that's why he acts so crazy. Honestly brings out the crazy in you too. Super high sex drive, wants you all the time. Hard dom. Calls you my girl when feeling nice, slut when he isn’t. Says my slut when he’s somewhere in between. Codependent. Fuck everyone but us type.

Sukuna, Douma, Hantengu clones, Muzan, Gyutaro, Hanma, Aza Chobe, Chrollo, Feitan, hisoka, illumi

He has your jaw in his hands, squeezing. Hard. There’s a twisted smile on his face, one that makes your heart race and your thighs rub together.

“You know you can never leave me, right?” he questions you. Though you know it is no question right. “You’re mine. Forever.” His hips have you pinned to the bed as he licks up your neck.

“All yours,” you reply. And you mean it. You were two halves of a fucked up whole. You loved him even if it drove you crazy.

His hand goes down your pants. “Good girl.”

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kazutora-lover · 1 year

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Heyy!! Hru? Can I ask for period comfort with ~anyone u feel like writing~ (if this req doesn't make u uncomfy ofc!!)?

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Headcanons —» "them comforting you on your period"

Characters —» Ran, Kakucho, Koko, Inupi —» x fem!reader

Warnings —» mentions of blood

Notes —» it doesn't make me uncomfy at all, don't worry ~ thank you for your request, lovely anon. I hope you're okay with headcanons? ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄

"them comforting you on your period (2)" — Rindou, Sanzu, Mitsuya, Wakasa

m.list

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Ran

Oh Rannie

Listen, he might be an ass sometimes but he's the softest with you when you're on your period

Might occasionally tease you but will always be by your side when you need him

If he wasn't your boyfriend, you would think he's your mom

Always telling you to stay in bed and that he will be back in the blink of an eye

Will complain if he sees you outside the bedroom for even one second

Like, there are people who have to use the toilet, sir

Tbh, he doesn't like to see you suffer but it's a good excuse for him to stay in bed all day

Sneaky bitch

Always makes you a new hot water bottle if you need it

If he was cuddly before, he would get ten times cuddlier (is that even a word?)

Won't even talk about it if you ever got blood on the sheets, he will just change them and go on with his day

Overall, a good boy — 9/10

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Kakucho

Such a babe, seriously

He's so soft for you it's ridiculous

Almost cried with you once as he saw you suffer in pain

Izana made fun of him for it later

He's very attentive, I mean what I say

He sees your eyebrows scrunch up in the slightest way possible?

He will notice and he will tend to your needs immediately

He doesn't necessarily want you to take painkillers right away so he would try to soothe your pain by rubbing your lower belly first

He hopes the warmth of his palms would help you but if it doesn't, he would 'allow' you to take painkillers in the end

He's also looking out for your nutrition

Will cook everything you want, as long as he knows you're eating well

Got blood on the sheets? Don't worry, he got you

Will ask how you're feeling afterwards

He's so precious, please keep him forever

A whole — 10/10

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Koko

Another (secret) softie

Will reprimand you for your bad eating habits (snacking 24/7) but in the end he would be the one devouring all your snacks

Please pull a uno reverse card on him (hëhë)

Will put way more snacks into the cart the next time you two go grocery shopping

Also one who will be by your side whenever you need him

Gives you so many soft kisses, mostly on your forehead or the corner of your lips

Usually relaxes with you guys situated on the sofa, your legs draped over his own and his hand on the hot water bottle that's situated over your tummy

As he also loves to eat, he would have a blast to order food all the time

Thinks you look cute even when you eat the wildest combinations of foods

He would also shower and or have a bath with you (depending on what you prefer)

He's one of those people who would warm up your blanket before you go to bed

He's such a good boyfriend, please

Definitely one of the best — 10/10

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Inupi

Flower boy

He feels so helpless at times, please assure him that he's doing a good job at helping you

Will literally do whatever you tell him to do

Need him to bring you something? He's on it

Need him to carry you around? You don't even have to ask

He's also good with his hands, will always offer to give you a massage to ease your sore muscles

Would also always cradle you in his arms

Might even trap you in a blanket burrito lmao

He might not be able to cook all too well but he will always try to make something for you to eat (even if it's only something out of the microwave)

Loves to play with your hair while you lay on him, he often does it subconsciously

Just like Kaku, he will give you painkillers but would prefer to try different ways to get rid of your pain first

He's very indifferent about stains, will subtly tell you about it and assure you that everything's fine

Very gentle — 8/10

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers fluff #ran haitani #ran haitani x reader #kakucho #kakucho x reader #kokonoi hajime #kokonoi hajime x reader #inui seishu #inui seishu x reader #kazutora-lover

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sunshinearc · 1 year

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Rules:

I have a busy life so do not come for me if I don't do your request fast.

This is a mlm/nblm blog only. Fem aligned dni

When requesting as state character, plot and gn or male reader along with whether or not you want fluff, angst, smut etc.

No scat piss or rape

I do cc x cc as well although this is mainly a x reader blog

I will do some ships as well as other posts besides reader such as character angst. Feel free to request no readers or ships, as well as angst.

Fandom list + characters I write for.

Twisted Wonderland

Leona Kingscholar

Ruggie Bucchi

Idia

Malleus Draconia

Lilia Vanrouge

Vil

Rook Hunt

Epel

Seven Deady Sins

Zeldis

Ban

Meliodas

King

Estarossa

Gloxinia

Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Kim Dokja

You joongyhuk

Genshin Impact

Aether

Scaramouche

Cyno

Tighnari

Al-haitham

Zhongli

Pantalone

Dottore

Childe

Xiao

Venti

Obey me

Literally everyone

Luke is sfw only

Dc Comics

Nightwing/Dick Grayson

Bruce Wayne/Batman

Jason Todd/Red Hood

Tim Drake/Red Robin

Damian Wayne/Robin (sfw only unless aged up)

Fairytail

Natsu

Gray

Sting

Rogue

Gajeel

Cobra

Laxus

Freed

Mest

Acnoglia

Zeref

Black Clover

Yami Sukehiro

Nozel Silva

Finral Roulacase

Zora Ideale

Asta

Yuno

Luck Voltia

Magna

Fuegolian Vermillion

William Vangeance

A Certain Scientific Accelerator

Accelerator

That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime

Rimuru Tempest

Veldora

Diablo

Benimaru

Grucius

Youm

Blue Exorcist

Rin Okumura

Amaimon

Tokyo Revengers(this includes bonten,etc)

Hanagaki Takemichi

Mikey/Manjiro Sano

Draken

Mitsuya

Baji

Kazutora

Sanzu

Rindou

Ran

Taiju

Percy Jackson and the Olympians(includes Heroes of Olympus and Trials of Apollo)

Percy Jackson

Nico di angelo

Will Solace

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Avatar (James Cameron Movies)

Jake Sully

Lo'ak

Neteyam

Spider

Aonoung

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kazutora-kurokawa · 2 months

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Sorry for doing it twice in a row but i had another idea on sanzu fluff on him saving you from a creep? (Bonten sanzu) ♡

Savior!Bonten!Sanzu x Reader

♡ SFW, suggestive towards the end, fem reader, fluff, reader is harassed by a drunk creep but Sanzu saves the day, implied violence and murder ♡

note: no need to apologize Kat, I don't have any problems with answering multiple requests from you 🌸

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He notices when you stray away from him at Bonten's nightclub and makes a note to keep an eye on you. He figured no one would dare go near you knowing you were there with him. But there's always at least one dumbass that decides to test his patience.

A random guy wandered over to where you were sitting at the bar and started flirting with you. His slurred speech making it obvious that he was heavily intoxicated. His dirty hands ghosted your body as you awkwardly tried to reject his advances.

When Sanzu looked over and noticed, he was absolutely livid. This man had the nerve, the god damn audacity, to try to touch HIS woman. He basically signed his own death certificate.

Sanzu stomped his way over to the bar, itching to dislocate this guy's jaw. He pushed the guy away from you and wrapped his arm around you, pulling you close to him.

"Are you okay love? Did he hurt you?"

Sanzu didn't even give you time to answer before he was calling Ran and Rindou over to "take the trash outback".

"Just rough him up a bit, I'll take care of him later."

The tone in his voice made it clear what he meant and you shuddered at the thought of what Sanzu could possibly have in mind for the drunken fool.

Taking your hand in his, he led you out the front door of the club and into his car.

"C'mon doll, let's go home. Lemme help you forget all about tonight ♡"

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Taglist

@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @happy-trenchcoated-impala @giugiette

#tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #sanzu x reader #sanzu fluff #fluffy sanzu is my favorite sanzu

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zeltqz · 1 year

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in charge

/ɪn tʃɑːdʒ/ based off this request love you anon <3 mwahhhh

summary. i honestly dont even know how to summarise this; so it's just you and ran = talking, but he denies it. you get sad, he gets common sense knocked into him, you fuck. the end.

pairing. ran haitani x fem!reader

featuring. kokonoi hajime, manjiro sano, mentions of Kisaki's eyebrows lol, hanma shuji, rindou haitani, haruchiyo sanzu, kakuchou

word count. 8.8k (long again, sorry not really)

content. fluff, slight angst (i suck at angst), getting together, sort of one-sided pining (ran doesn't know he likes you so it's sort of one sided),. nsfw content. alcohol/drinking consumption, oral sex (m receiving), mentions of smoking/weed, unprotected sex, slight exhibitionism at the end

“Is there a reason you’re literally showering yourself in perfume?”

Your friend Maki, wiggles her eyebrows from atop your bathroom counter, kicking her legs playfully, a wide grin displayed on her pretty face watching you forage through your perfume collection. You’ve been frantically observing one bottle, pushing it to the side, agitated and annoyed when it wasn’t the right one.

So far, you’ve dosed your neck with the third, maybe fourth fragrance —she’s lost count at this point.

Your other friend, Kyo snorts with laughter watching you. “I hope you know lavender doesn’t smell good with vanilla, peach and—” He picks up the perfume bottle you recently just sprayed and turns it around to find the label, “—Berry Mellow Blue? The fuck is this?”

“Lemme see.” He hands Maki the perfume bottle and she sprays it on her inner wrist, bringing it up to her nose. “ Oooh, this smells good. Can I use it?”

You don’t respond, mind preoccupied, too busy trying to file through the memories trying to figure out which perfume combination you had sprayed just a couple weeks prior, the one Ran complimented you on.

It shouldn’t be that hard to find, after all you had a dedicated spot inside your brain just reserved for him. Unintentionally of course, he just happens to take up most of your thinking time with his mere existence.

Inside that special V.I.P spot, it’s filled with all the outfits you’ve worn that he liked, the outfits he’s worn that you liked, the sound of his morning voice when you call him to get up because he’s overslept and missed third period.

“Kyo, pass me that one.” Maki gestures to the tiny perfume bottle inside your hand and he reaches over to snatch it .

“Oi, give that back!” You try to grab him but he’s taller and annoying so he holds it above his head.

“Please, you’ve used enough, don’tcha think?”

You disagree, though their nostrils are practically burning, nose hairs shrivelling in overstimulation.

He hands Maki the perfume bottle and she sprays it on her neck, wrists, arms, clothes, basically everywhere and you from, upset she smells like you now.

Kyo’s elbow finds itself on top of your shoulder, the weight of it has your body tilting to the side before you shove it off. “What do you want?” You glare at him, irritated.

“Is there a reason you’re going all out today? It’s just a get together for New Years.”

“Yeah, she wants to get together with a special someone, doesn’t she.” Through the mirror, you meet Maki’s eyes, her lips twitching up into a grin. When Kyo’s eyebrows raise up in confusion, she turns to face him, ignoring your glare completely. “Do you know who’s gonna be there, Kyo?”

He shakes his head, and she turns back to face you, nose wrinkling playfully, offering a charmed smile and your face drops.

She knows…

Kyo takes a moment to read the room. There’s definitely something he’s not getting at here…why are you both looking at each other like that. “...who’s gonna be there?” He has a feeling there’s a subtle inside joke he’s missing out on because he’s certain you’re both mentally communicating through the mirror through grins and harsh stares. “Oi! Don’t leave me out, what’s goin’ on?!”

Maki holds eye contact for a second longer before turning to face him. “Just the regular group she hangs out with.”

“Oh, so—” he gets his fingers ready for counting, “—us, that Mikey guy… uhh , the guy with the bald spot—”

You frown at the slight jac at Kakucho. “It’s not a bald spot —”

“—the guy with the weird laugh—”

“Shuji’s laugh is not weird.” Your frown now turns into a scowl and Maki giggles into the air.

“It’s pretty weird, admit it.”

“—the guy with the eyebrows —” Kyo gestures ‘\ /’ with his hands, resembling the weird shape of Kisaki’s eyebrows and you can’t even bother to defend him on that one because, frankly it’s true.

“—the guy with the pigtails—”

Yeah.

That was your final straw.

“It’s not pigtails, you fuckin’ idiot!” You groan, frustrated at that overused joke between Maki and now Kyo apparently. You stomp over to continue searching through your makeup bag and Kyo watches your outburst, trying to hold his laughter in.

“Wait…” He sounds like he’s come to a realisation as you’re pulling the top off your eyeliner pencil. “Oh shit! You like pigtail guy!”

A jutting look bestows his features when he sees your hand freeze, mid-gesture. Maki claps her hands, a look on her face a proud mother would have for her kid and he bows dramatically, thanking you both for his time.

“I don’t like him, but okay.” You huff, fixing your eyeliner a couple times, slow strokes along the wing of your eye to perfect it.

The angle is a little crooked, and when you take another look at both sides, it’s not parallel at all. You glower at your eyeliner pencil, mentally blaming it for ruining your face rather than your own fault.

Kyo hums, bumping shoulders with Maki as he hops onto the small room you have left on your counter and you side eye him when he knocks over your makeup remover bottle, watching it roll onto the floor.

Maki hands him the perfume bottle they both stole from you and he juggles with it, tossing it from hand to hand. “Then why’d you get so mad when I called him pigtails.”

“Because it’s—” you pause, voice trailing off as you try to think of a justification for your slight overreaction, “—it’s offensive?”

Sometimes you think they both share the same braincell, or were long lost twins because they do things at the same time, or say things at the same time and it’s creepy.

Now is no exception either, they both drop their amused faces, replacing it with a deadpan look and turn to look at you.

“Really?”

You jut your bottom lip out, refusing to crack under their stare. “It…it is offensive. He’s a man with long hair, he doesn’t need to be feminised.”

“Then why the fuck is he wearing a feminine hairstyle?”

Your hands tighten on the eyeliner pencil. “I will stab you in the eye if you keep talking.”

“Okay, jeeeeeez!” He puts his hands up in surrender, “can’t even joke with you no more.”

You roll your eyes and continue to fix your crooked eyeliner and Maki leans in to whisper in his ear, voice low in a whisper, “Just don’t joke around about her lover boy.”

Steam is practically spewing out from your ears at this point and their snorts and witty commentary is making your blood boil. You look down at your eyeliner, wondering if it’s sharp enough to murder them with.

Nobody would notice they’re gone, and you might get away with it. Mikey knows a good cover up guy anyway.

But you take your anger, transforming it into a deep exhale that does wonders to help rid your body of your irritation and fish for your earbuds inside your drawer. “I’m going to tune you idiots out, stop distracting me.”

“Maybe stop getting distracted—”

You shove your earbuds in your ear so fast, turning the volume up on your phone to 100 and watch Kyo’s eyes narrow in the mirror when you cut him off.

Though you can no longer hear them, they’re doing a good job at making their presence known . It’s obvious that they haven’t changed topic, still discussing Ran and his pigtails . Maki’s making a love heart in her hands and when you look at her through the mirror, she winks and blows a kiss towards you.

Your eyes roll and you shift your gaze over to Kyo, reading his lips trying to come up with a ship name for you and Ran.

God, they’re so insufferable.

Kyo would actually get along with Ran. They’re aware of each other's existence, exchanging nothing more than nods as they pass each other in halls or parties. They don’t talk though. Ran has his own friend group, and you have yours, consisting of these two idiots but you won’t change it for the world.

You finish up your eyeliner, hoping you’ve fixed up the crooked edge enough to mirror the other side, hoping it’s perfect enough for Ran to notice that you’re wearing more makeup than usual today, hoping he likes it and compliments you again.

Your cheeks heat up, an wanted smile creeps up onto your lips before you could even control it.

“Awwwwwww, is someone thinking about pigtails again?”

You look in the mirror, trying your best to glare at Kyo but the smile on your face overpowers any sour funky mood he’s able to put you in, so you stick your middle finger up instead.

He pushes your finger away. “It’s not as rude with a love struck smile on your face so wipe it off and try again.”

You roll your eyes for the millionth time today, fiddling with your eyeliner pencil in your hand. “His name is Ran, not pigtails. Learn it.”

Maki nods her head twice in agreement. “Yeah, Kyo , learn it so you can write it on their wedding invitations to send out later—”

You slam your hands down onto the counter. “I’m…gonna get changed now!” You interrupt her sentence and storm out of the bathroom, straight into your bedroom.

The two of them laugh as you change into your outfit for tonight, choosing to focus on whether to wear jeans or skirt, choosing to drown out the fake exaggerated moans from Maki in the bathroom and the loud claps from Kyo.

They’re so annoying. In fact, you take it back. They’d get along with Haruchiyo more than Ran.

The obscene sounds are so obviously fake, but realistic at the same time and Maki even slips Ran’s name in there and your brain immediately replaces the image of those two with you and Ran…on your bed…at the party…having fun and you want to scream into your shirt before you slip it on.

It’s a simple look you’re going for tonight. You don’t plan on drinking or getting fucked so you’re wearing a shirt, skirt and tights. Maki’s wearing a black dress and Kyo’s gone the simple route like you, a white shirt and jeans.

You’re sure since the party's at Kokonoi's penthouse, he’s sure to go full out and so will everyone invited. Ran and Rindou never miss an opportunity to go full out on parties, wearing the most expensive rings, necklaces and clothes just for the flex factor alone.

You hope the outfit is enough to capture his attention tonight, though it’s plain, you still want him to be attracted to you. You’re not dating , definitely not, but you’re not just friends either. There’s this weird tension in the air every-time you’re with him.

Maki was the first to notice. It’s strangely obvious, to her at least, that you have a crush on him. You make sure your touch lingers whenever you touch him and though it’s a fraction of a second longer, she notices.

After that observation, she took note of your body language around him, whenever you’re talking to him, you always hold eye contact, you lick your lips a lot, touch him a fuck ton, blink a hell of a lot too.

It’s not just you with the obvious body language, Ran is guilty of that too. Whenever you’re not looking at him, his eyes are always trained on the side of your face, waiting for you to turn to him. The second you do, his eyes are the first thing you come into contact with.

He always does an excellent job at flustering you, always leans down to your level too, standing too close to you, he’s playful too but that might just be his personality. He mocks you a lot, playfully, and as much as you act annoyed at him, you both know it’s just another way of saying continue please.

“Are you done changing?” Maki bangs on the bathroom door to get your attention, “make sure to wear the slutty dress I left in your closet. Ran might like it—”

“ Shut the fuck up .” Your eyes move over to the closet door, the dress hanging up there, alone, and a spotlight shines over it.

Fuck dressing simple.

You grab it, tug it on, smoothing the wrinkles down with your palm before heading over to the bathroom door. “How does this look?”

Maki’s been spraying herself with more of your perfume and Kyo’s picking at his nails before they both turn to face you.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLALALALAAAAAAAA!” Maki grabs you, forcing you to do a spin and though you’re frowning, your face is flushed with embarrassment as she hypes you up.

Kyo nods his head in approval. “Man to man, he’ll love that dress.”

“I don’t care what he loves.” You’re lying to yourself and them and they both groan.

“Whatever you say.” Kyo hops off the counter, checking the time on his phone before slipping it into his back pocket. “We should go, there’s like an hour left till midnight.”

“Fuccccckkkkkk, I’m not even ready yet! I need more—” You push past them both to grab at your perfumes again and Kyo holds you back with his annoyingly strong arms, ushering you out of the door as you try to fidget from his hold.

“You smell extreme , trust me. I’m doing Ran a solid and saving his nostrils tonight.”

He dodges the kick you try to send his way.

“Don’t be rude, Kyo. She smells like Berry Mellow Blue—” You want to hit her but she runs past you before you could.

The entire ride there, your leg bounces anxiously, biting on the tips of your nails as you stare out the window, the trees and bushes still fresh with that winter snow. Kyo’s a sloppy driver, taking aggressive turns and he’s not even wearing a seatbelt. Yeah, he’d definitely get along with Haruchiyo.

You make a note to introduce them to each other tonight.

The car parks outside the building of Kokonoi’s penthouse. He’s so boujee , he doesn’t like being in the dorms with everyone else so he bought a fucking pent house instead.

“I hate how rich your friends are.” Maki groans, eyeing up the building in jealousy as she holds her hand out for you to slide out the car, smoothing her hands under your dress when it slips up your thigh.

You nod, thanking her and avert your gaze elsewhere. You recognise a couple cars from the parking lot at college, Haruchiyo’s here, his car is painfully obvious. He stuck devil horns on the side mirrors (????????), claiming they’re for the aesthetic.

No motorcycles though.

“Do you think Ran’s here yet? I wanna be first to assert my dominance, y’know”?

Kyo slams the car door shut and begins walking. “If he was here, we’d know. After all, you didn’t spray all that perfume for him to attract him for nothing.”

Maki gasps, “Like an ant to a cookie!”

They snicker again and you glare at them. “You’re both not funny.”

Though you think they’re dragging the scent jokes, Maki seems to love them. Love them so much to the point that she’s laughing so loud and hard, she has to clutch her stomach. “No seriously though, what scent were you trying to achieve here? You smell like a rainbow pup rolled in perfume oils and threw up all over your neck. You’re trying to attract Ran, not repel him.”

“What the fuck is a rainbow pup?” Kyo looks back at her, opening the doors to the front of the building.

Maki shrugs. “Pups are cute, rainbows are excessive. She smells cute but excessive.” He seems to understand her well enough and nods his head.

You’ve had enough of their antics for the day.

Heading inside first, it’s almost embarrassing how quickly you’re searching for Ran, eyes darting to every corner of Kokonoi’s penthouse. When you finally see him, he’s lounging on the couch, talking to his brother as they pass around a blunt in a group.

Your mouth goes dry as your nerves take over your body, unconsciously smoothing down your dress, freeing it from any wrinkles as you slowly make your way towards the couch. A girl appears from fucking nowhere just as soon as you get close enough and slots herself down next to him.

The first thing you notice is how pretty she is, all long legs and confident. She does a good job at stealing Ran’s attention away from his brother, using two fingers to grab the blunt from his hands and bring it up to her lips. His eyes are trained on her lips as she inhales and honestly you don’t blame him either, she’s fucking gorgeous.

“Damn, who’s that?” Kyo places his elbow on your shoulder, sipping on a cup of Bourbon.

“I dunno, but he seems busy so I’m gonna—” You turn on your heel, slipping away to leave but Kyo grabs onto your forearm.

“Why’re you leaving? Just go sit next to him, there’s a spot right there.”

“You don’t get it! I can’t just—” You gesture towards her, then towards you and his brow knit in confusion. “I—forget it. Where did you get that?” You switch subjects and point over to his cup.

“Over there. Hey! We can play beer pong together!”

Kyo can’t see the fake smile you put on as you let him whisk you away, down to another corner of the party. Every now and then, your eyes would trail back over to the couch. They seem to have gotten closer, physically at least. She’s laughing now as he talks and gets more handsy too. There’s this prickly feeling inside your gut, churning the longer you see her touch his shoulders, gently pushing him away the longer she laughs.

You’re a girl . You know what she’s doing. You’ve pulled the same moves out a couple times when trying to get your way with a guy. Ran isn’t yours, you know that, he knows that, everybody knows that; but you just can’t bring yourself to look over at their direction anymore.

Whenever you enter a room, Ran’s always the first to greet you, hug you, annoy you, same all. Though you push him away, tell him to knock it off, it’s code for please acknowledge me more .

Fuck him. Who cares anyway.

A rough tap to your shoulder brings you back to your current situation.

“What’re you spacing out for?! Don’t lose the game!” Some random guy shouts at you and hands you the ball.

“Oh.. yeah sure.”

You had honestly forgotten it was your turn. The game goes by pretty well, around ten more minutes of screaming and Kokonoi comes by and makes a deal, proposing the winner of the next game gets some cash.

Kyo practically had money symbols in his eyes and went his hardest only to lose. You comforted him after he lost and during all that, some guy had been eyeing you from across the table. Though your mind, body and soul was still trying to get little sneak peeks over at that corner of the room where Ran was, you decided to forget about him and humour this guy instead.

You ditched the ball and head over to his side of the table, brushing your hand against his arm, complimenting his muscles, smiling pretty up at him.

He talks way too much, you notice and you’re stuck nodding your head every couple seconds to show him you’re ‘listening’ when in regard you’re too busy glancing over at the clock, waiting for it to hit midnight—definetly still not sneaking peeks over at that couch in the back of the room.

Nothing’s changed. They’re still talking, flirting—whatever. And he still hasn’t acknowledged your presence.

“Hey, do you wanna smoke?” You cut him off mid sentence, looking away from the couch and up at him. He looks down at you, cheeks hot and flushed when you run your fingers up his chest, playing with the buttons on his shirt with that cunning smile on your face.

“Sure, yeah holdon.” He puts his cup down, handing it to his friend without as much as an explanation and you grab his hand, leading him to the couch.

You consider yourself a petty person, which is why you absolutely do not feel sorry when you purposefully trodded on Ran’s feet as you stepped past him and that girl on the way to sit on the other end of the couch.

“Oh shit sorry!” You apologise to the girl—who’s feet you didn’t step on. She giggles and you frown internally, she sounds so sweet; no wonder Ran’s attention has been stolen by her for the last fourty minutes.

“It’s okay!! You didn’t hit me.” Her smile is just as sweet as her voice as she gestures towards Ran next to her.

Your eyes trail over to Ran just as his eyes—that were taking a journey down the beauty that is your body—return back to your face. The first thing he notices is that you look good , better than he’s ever seen you so far.

You look at him, face clearly annoyed, and mutter out “Oh, okay.”

Ran’s brows knit in confusion at that reaction, and he gets even more confused when you hold your hand out behind you, some guy comes up and intertwines your fingers together. You have this lovestruck smile on your face as he leads you over to the end of the couch.

Oh. So that’s the game you’re playing?

“I’ll be right back.” Ran stands up; the girl he’s been talking to now left alone on the couch. He sneaks up behind you, long slender fingers covering your eyes and leans down to whisper in your ear. “Guess who?”

You rip his hands off your eyes and glare up at him for a few seconds, then turn back to that guy. “Sorry, what were you saying?”

Ran stands up to his full height and tells the guy you were with to fuck off. It’s annoyingly hot how the guy scrambles away almost instantly, almost spilling his drink on his shirt with how fast he rose.

You frown deepens when the couch dips as Ran takes his seat next to you, a little too close for comfort. Crossing your arms, you ignore the slide of his arm against your shoulder, pulling you in for a hug from the side.

“Yo, you good?” He jostles you for good measure and when you don’t respond, he leans forward to examine you. Any fool with eyes and a bit of common sense could tell you’re angry and annoyed at something, but he just doesn’t know what.

He doesn’t miss the way your jaw clenches every couple seconds, as if stopping yourself from spitting verbal vitirol.

“Hey, look at me.” His voice got deeper as his mood switched from playful to serious. You hate how your stomach turns at the sudden switch and you adjust yourself in your spot, subtly rubbing your thighs together in the process.

When you don’t look, his hand pinches at your jaw, your cheeks squishing under his grip. “Aw, you look so cute like this.” He coos, thumb brushing at your lower lip and for a second you almost fall apart under his hold until you remember why you were upset to begin with.

“Let go—” You sound muffled and Ran smiles again when wrinkles form above your eyebrows from scowling so much. “Ran, let go.”

There’s no point trying to rip his hand off, not when he’s squishing your cheeks this hard. It’ll end in abstract failure and the last thing you’d want is to stroke his ego.

“Why should I? You look so cute like this,” he squishes your face even harder, moving his hand around so you look all swollen. “You gonna tell me why you’re mad at me?”

“I’m not mad.”

He scoffs, finally letting go. You massage your cheeks, frowning at him again. “You’re not mad, huh? Where’s my hug then?”

“What fucking hug.”

“You don’t know what a hug is?”

You’re so over this conversation. You stand up and smooth down your dress just in case it’s ridden up and start walking only to be dragged back to your original spot.

“Where’re you goin’?”

“Why do you care?”

A simple tug on your arm has you falling back to the couch and you hate how easy he can manhandle you. “You’re not leaving till you tell me why you’re mad.”

“I’m fine . Go back to that girl from before.” Though you were obviously annoyed before, now you just sound downright hateful and Ran’s eyebrows raise, amused.

“Ohhhh, I get it.” He shifts forward and you scoot back to keep some distance. You hit the armrest of the couch, unable to shift more and he takes that opportunity to close the distance, nose brushing yours. You swear your ribcage is closing in on itself from the close proximity but refuse to let him see your facade cracking. “You’re jealous , aren’t you?”

“The fuck ?” You do your best to sound disgusted but it fails, you end up sounding doubtful, like that wasn’t even the conclusion you came up with but deep down knew it was true. “Why’d I be jealous of you? Not like we’re together…or anything.”

He shrugs, leaning back and giving you back that blessed space. “True, we’re just friends anyway.”

Uh, ouch.

“We are?”

He looks at you like it’s obvious knowledge, a chuckle leaving his lips that basically screams ‘Uh, no shit?’ and you want to sink inside the couch cushion and disappear. The fuck even is this? He treats you more like a girlfriend than ‘just a friend’ and when it comes down to it, he just thinks of you as a friend?

Fuck this.

Now your mood is funky again.

“Yeah, whatever.” You stand up and walk away quickly, not even sparing him as much as a second glance. You find the guy you were talking to by the staircase. After a couple minutes of talking, you find out his name is Kaji and let him take you upstairs to ‘talk’ more.

The party was a bummer after that. The lay wasn’t even worth it, though Kaji was hot, he was terrible in bed and you had to fake your orgasm. You went home after that, Ran’s words still ringing in your ear was enough to leave you depressed for the rest of the day. Kyo got laid, thankfully, and it wasn’t a total flop. Maki went home early because she felt sick from drinking too much.

The boys lingered around to help Kokonoi clean up the place, and by clean up; it really means Kakucho. The rest of them sat at the gambling table, playing a quick game to pass time.

Ran, on the other hand, trods over to his brother and snatches the drink from his hand and downs it with annoyance.

“Uh, okay I guess.” Rindou looks confused, shuffling the cards at hand. “Any reason you’re this upset or?”

“Nah,” he wipes a hand over his chin, catching the droplets of beer on his sleeve. “I need to get laid, right now.”

“There was literally like 50 girls at the party that just ended.” Koko gives his useless opinion, also shuffling his own cards.

“Okay and maybe I didn’t want them, did you ever think of that, Koko?” Maybe he’s a little too abrupt, he knows it, everyone at the table knows it.

Hanma has a smile on his face, enjoying Ran in this funky mood like the sadist he is. Haruchiyo’s stroking his eyelashes, stopping them from curling into his eye, and only half listening to the conversation.

Rindou puts a hand on his brother’s shoulder, hoping it calms him down a little.“Wasn’t that girl you’re always hanging out with here? Just go fuck her.”

“What, (Y/n)?” Rindou nods his head; Ran shakes his own. “No, we’re just friends.”

“Huh!?” Haruchiyo calls out from the other end of the table, not so subtly eavesdropping. “I thought you were dating this entire time! I was gonna go find you and tell you I thought she was cheating on you because she went upstairs with this one dude.” He stops talking to take another long gulp of his drink, throat dehydrated from talking so much. “I was like damn, the audacity of that girl to flirt with someone else when her man is right here. But it makes sense now I guess.”

Ran stares at him like he’s an idiot, though that’s just the usual stare he gives Haruchiyo so nothing changed there. “You guys never had platonic friendships with girls before, I swear to God.”

“Uh,” Rindou side-eyes him, “ we have platonic relationships with girls. You don’t.”

“The fuck are you talkin’ about?”

Hanma giggles as Rindou starts talking again. “You like to touch her. All the time. Flirt with her, always get playful around her, sometimes even possessive. No wonder we thought you were dating.”

There’s an unlawful silence in the room. All eyes on Ran as they think he’s processing Rindou’s words and coming to a conclusion that maybe… just maybe he realises he was leading you on the entire time.

So imagine the disappointment on all their faces when he just shrugs and says, “And?”

Haruchiyo almost slams his head on the desk, imagining it was Ran’s head instead, hoping it knocks some common sense into his mind.

“Oh my god, you’re hopelelss.” Koko laughs, standing up from the table to grab some water. He’s starting to get a headache.

“What?”

“The worst part about this is that he genuinely seems confused.” Rindou runs his fingers through his hair, wanting to pull at his strands from sheer frustration. “Bro, anyone with eyes can see you guys aren’t just friends.”

“I thought we were! She flirts with me, I flirted back.”

Mikey finally talks for the first time tonight, voice soft yet low at the same time. “Did it…ever occur to you…that she flirted with you…because she liked you?”

Haruchiyo snaps his fingers in Mikey’s direction, wholeheartedly agreeing, mumbling that’s a good point , under his breath.

“You don’t flirt with friends.” Ran defends.

“Well, do you like her?”

That question is one he cannot answer himself because he doesn’t know. It’s weird what he feels. He doesn’t love you, but he doesn’t just like you either. He treats you differently than his other friends, and would ditch his plans for you if you asked. But love? That’s a bit extreme.

“I don’t love her.”

“Nobody said love, we said like .”

Kakucho returns to the table, slotting himself beside Mikey and looks around the table. There’s a tense atmosphere in the room and he looks around, confused. “...Did I miss anything?”

“No,” Hanma sighs, covering his smile behind his huge hand, “just a little therapy session for our emotionally unavailble friend.” He points over to Ran and he scowls.

“We aren’t friends.”

“I don’t care.”

“Anyway,” Rindou cuts them both off before they can start another argument. “Answer the question, do you like her? Not love, like, the transitive verb—”

“I know what like means, stupid.”

Another giggle that has Ran wanting to shove his baton down Hanma’s throat. Not in a kinky way. “I like her, as a friend.”

A collective groan leaves the table and Haruchiyo sighs, rubbing his temples. “So…you wouldn’t care if I messaged her, right?”

Ran side-eyes him, accordingly. “Do you not message her already?”

“No, you fuckin’ idiot. Message her in the way you do.”

“What?”

“Okay, picture this—” Haruchiyo stands up, walking over to Ran’s chair, placing his hand on his shoulder and leans down to his ear, “You won’t care if I went to her house right now , kissed those pretty lips of hers, laid her on the bed, gently , kissed down her chest, sucking her nipples into my house, kissing that cute birthmark on the underside of her boob so tenderly—”

Mikey interrupts the little fantasy. “How the fuck do you know that?”

Haruchiyo only winks, keeping it a secret, not missing the way Ran’s jaw clenches the longer he’s picturing his hands on your body. Seeing he’s on the right track, he continues, “You won’t care if I marked up her thighs with kisses and hickies, spread her legs open and ate her out so slowly till she pulls at my hair and cums on my tongue, then I’ll fuck her so hard and so deep that she forgets the name of any other man that’s not me. Including you. But you won’t care, right? Cause you’re just friends?”

Koko breaks the silence. “Seems like you’re the one in love with her Haruch—”

“Shut the fuck up, Koko.” He turns back to Ran, “answer me.”

Ran gives a not-so convincing shrug of his shoulders, “I won’t care.”

“God, you’re so fucking stubborn. I can’t do this.” Rindou stands up, heading towards the kitchen. He needs another drink. Maybe he’d be able to continue the conversation after shit-faced.

“Alright. I’ma go see her. See you guys tomorrow.”

They all say bye to Haruchiyo as he walks over to grab his jacket and leave but Ran’s a step faster, grabbing him by the arm, stopping him. “Okay, I get it? Alright, I like her, just leave her alone.”

Mikey clears his throat to get his attention. “Go tell that to her , not us.”

And he does just that.

There’s a harsh knock on your door that you miss over the loud volume of music playing over your speakers. You’re knuckle deep inside yourself, trying to get yourself off since Kaji from earlier failed too.

But nothing is working.

Your fingers just aren’t working . With a frustrated sigh, you lean over to your bedside drawer, pulling out your vibrator and power it on, only to realise the batteries are dead.

“ You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”

Grabbing the nearest jacket, you tug it on, still fully naked underneath, just need something to protect you from the coldness in your house.

You scour the living room, tryna find a new source for batteries. It’s pitch black in your place, you don’t bother turning the lights on.

The front door opens by itself, the lock being picked from the outside and the next thing you know, Ran stands before you, bobby pin in hand with a slack jaw as he looks at you, wide eyed like he’d been caught committing a crime.

Technically, he was . But that’s a conversation for another day.

“What, so we’re breaking into peoples houses now?” It’s a miracle that the lights are off, because you forget you’re completely naked, wearing nothing but a jacket as you steal batteries from your remote.

“And you just walk around naked, for what reason?” Even in the dark, there’s no hiding how pale your face just went right now, like a ghost took over your mind, body and soul in that instance.

To make matters worse, he walks over to the light switch, flicking it on, your half— semi naked body on full display.

“Nice.” He smiles, all confident and cheeky.

“You are actually a pervert.” You zip up your jacket, hoping he didn’t see too much. “Now what do you want?”

The vibrator in your hand is still blatantly obvious, nothing is hiding the bright pink object in hand. Ran’s eyebrows raise for a moment when he notices it. When he came over, he was planning to talk to you, not…this.

Not like he’s complaining though.

“Just wanted to talk to you, but you seem…pretty busy.” He walks over to your couch, kicking his legs up on the table and watches your jaw clench at his ministrations. “So are you down to talk now? Or should I leave.”

“Duh! Get out! I’m busy.”

“Busy masturbating?”

You stuff your vibrator up your sleeve, hiding it as if the damage wasn’t already done. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Lemme help you.”

Your brain goes foggy. You slowly turn to look at him; waiting for him to take it back, for him to laugh and say kidding ‘we’re just friends’ and utter humiliate you for the second time tonight.

You stay silent till that moment happens. Five seconds pass. Then ten. The fifteen second mark is just awkward and you realise you need to say something.

Clearing your throat, you mutter, “…what?”

“I said,” he stands up, crossing the distance between you both rather quickly, grabbing onto your waist to tug you closer, “let me help you.”

Your mouth goes dry.

“I need—” Your tongue darts out, wetting your lips and Ran shamelessly watches the action, dick twitching in his pants.

“You need…?”

You slowly push him off you and head to the kitchen. “I need water.”

He follows behind you, waiting at the counter, chin in hand as you down a freshly cold bottle of water in under ten seconds.

You toss the empty bottle in the bin and head over towards him, standing at the other end of the counter to keep your distance. “Why do you do this to me, Ran? Do you enjoy seeing me have a heart attack or are you just sadistic?”

“What are you—”

“You know, I seriously don’t get you. You act so close to me all the time, treat me like more than a friend, then when it comes down to it…you just tell me we are just friends. Do you know how confusing that is? What do you want from me, honestly? I—I just need to know. If you just wanna get laid, then fucking tell me instead of treating me like I’m someone special and then tossing it all away last second.”

You’re panting when you finish, hands balled into fists, fingernails digging painfully into the skin of your palms. His eyes are blown wide for a split second and he looks awfully sincere, guilt spreading on his shoulders. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you felt that way.”

You cross your arms. “Well, know you now. So…what now?”

He stands up and heads over towards you, arms pulling you closer by your waist. Though you want to push him away, you let him tug you closer, let your arms wrap around him and rest your cheek on his chest.

He always smells so good, it’s always been one of your favourite things about him. One of his braids tickles against your ear and you giggle, brushing it away with your hand.

Your face is lifted by his hand, soaking in the sight of your flustered face, how you blink rapidly as if trying to process if this is reality or just a dream you’re trying to snap out of.

“I’m sorry I didn’t realise it before.” He’s cupping your cheek, brushing his thumb underneath your cheekbone. You automatically lean into his touch and let your eyes squeeze shut as he leans downwards to kiss you.

Your neck strains as you surge upwards to meet his lips, hands stalking up to his neck to hold him closer. The grip on your waist is almost painful, digging his hands into your flesh. He pulls away, lifting you up almost easily onto the counter.

“Ask me again.” You shift your hands onto his shoulders, peeking up at him through your lashes.

“Ask you what?”

“If you want to help me…” You catch the edge of Ran’s smirk and bite your own back when he trails his hands down the zipper of your jacket.

“Lay down,” he commands, and you follow his instructions, leaning backwards until your back is flat on the counter. He slowly unzips your jacket, and you feel like he’s going extra slowly on purpose, to taunt you.

You shift, sliding your arms through the sleeves to tug your jacket off. “No—don’t, leave it on .” He’s tugging it back on and you stare up at him, slow ‘nd playful.

“You’re so weird.”

“You look good, shut up.” He’s spreading your legs, and you can’t help but admire his big hands roaming your thighs, his eyes glued onto the sight of your wet cunt. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

“I—uh,” You whimper as his fingers trail down your slit, catching some slick on the tips of his fingers and brings it up mouth, flicking his tongue against his fingers. “Oh, god —” You keen when he fills you again, pushing his fingers past your walls.

“Feel good?” He fucks you with his fingers, enjoying you squirm on the counter. He curls his fingers at just the right angle and your back arches off the counter. “Hm, thought so.”

You reach out for him, weakly grabbing onto the hem of his shirt, and tug on it twice.

“You want me to take it off?” He laughs when you struggle to speak, a third finger pushing inside to only add to the pleasure. He’s doing this on purpose, he has to be; whenever you’re about to talk, he curls his fingers, hooks them onto your spot and the words die on your tongue, falling back down your throat.

“You’re bein’ too loud, girl ,” he looks around your apartment, walls as thin as ever, “want people to file a complaint?”

“Just—” Your eyebrows knit in frustation, the warmth in your belly pooling and swirling around the longer his fingers twist inside you, “—make me cum, please.”

“Is that an order?”

You pant as his thumb gently circles your clit, applying a little pressure agaisnt your tiny nub, leaning forward to suck a breast into his mouth. His tongue swirls agaisnt the pebbeled flesh, his fingers increasing in speed inside you.

“ Please Ran, I need—”

“Need what?”

Need you to fill me, you want to say, need you inside me , you want to cry out but embarrassment grows inside you, your hands cover your face and shake your head.

“Oi,” A harsh smack against your thigh has you squealing, “need what?”

“…you know what I need, Ran, c’mon don’t make me say it.”

His laugh tickes along your nipple, and he kisses down your belly. “I dunno what you’re talkin’ bout.”

Your breath hitches when his tongue flicks just above your pelvis, sensually sucking your flesh into his mouth and curling his fingers wickedly. “Please fuck me.” You whimper under your breath, heart beating twice as fast when he looks up at you.

He pulls his fingers out and gesture for you to sit up. Ignoring the slight ache between your thighs, you sit up, wincing at the cold marble brushing against your butt. “Open your mouth.”

You don’t hesitate, opening wide and he stuffs his fingers into your mouth, massaging his wet fingers against your tongue. Hollowing your cheeks, you suck your slick off his fingers, bobbing your head.

“Pretending my fingers is my cock, huh?” You nod your head rapidly and he cups your cheek, lifting your gaze up to him. He can see your mouth swallowing his fingers, eyes focused on his fingers disappearing between those pretty lips.

Your hands trail down to his pants, unbuckling his belt and tugging him closer, all the while swallowing the saliva pooling inside your mouth. He groans when your throat closes around his fingers and you grin, popping his fingers out of your mouth and surge upwards for a kiss.

His hand remains flush on your cheek, controlling the direction and angle of your face, tongue sliding out to lick into your mouth. Your hand finds its way down his pants, and he shivers when you stroke his cock through the fabric of his boxers. “I got a question.”

“Yeah?” You peck him once more for good measure, moving your lips down to his neck.

“How long have you liked me?”

You lick down the column of his throat, feeling his adam’s apple under your tongue bob as he swallows. “A while now,” your fingers slip inside his boxers, gripping the length of his cock in your hand, “about a year now.”

“Fuck, ‘m so stupid.” A dry chuckle leaves him, followed by a hiss when your hand slowly slides up his shaft.

“‘S not your fault,” you kiss him, softly biting down on his lips before pulling away, sliding off the counter to get on your knees. “Can I make you feel good?”

You were eye level with his cock, hard and ready, pressing through the leg of his pants. He winds his fingers in your hair, massaging your scalp as you tug his boxers down. Licking your lips, his cock bobs free, standing thick and hard in front of your face.

Your mouth pops open as you inhale shakily when he guides you forward with the grip on your head.

“Tilt your head back f’me.”

Obediently, you do as you were told, jerking slightly when he grabs onto the base of his cock, brushing the head against your lips. Your tongue darts out, licking at his tip as your hand slithers up to join his own, wrapping them over his bigger ones and jerk him slowly, pushing more precum onto the tip of your tongue.

“ Fuck , that’s good,” he moans, hissing through clenched teeth as he pushes forward, stretching your mouth open to fit his thick girth. His cock nudges the back of your throat and you gag, hands flying to his hips to steady yourself.

The taste of him was faint, a salty aftertaste lingering on your tongue. Your jaw aches when he picks up the pace, pulling you forward by your hair, keeping your nose pressed against his pelvis as your throat convulses and spasms around his tip.

“Fuck, fuck so tight— ” He holds you there for a couple more seconds, barely giving you a minute of peace before he’s snapping his hips back and forth, shoving his cock as far into your mouth as it can reach.

The heavy weight of his cock against your tongue had tears pooling in your eyes, your nails digging into your palms as you kneel there, taking his cock without putting up a fight.

Your jaw hurts , your tongue is sore and your palms sting but it’s all worth it hearing his moans, soft breathy grunts from above you as he uses your throat for his pleasure.

Ran pulls free, yanking you up, into his arms and carries you over to your room. He sets you on your bed and you grab onto his braid, tugging it gently to pull him on top of you. “Fuck me, please,” you breathe, kissing his lips and readjusting your body on the bed, wrapping your legs around his waist, tugging your jacket off your body to throw it to some abandoned corner in your room.

“I don’t have a condom.”

You’re already reaching downwards, tugging his cock forward to push it against your pussy. “I don’t care, need you please .”

Ran grins, pinning both your hands down above your head and leans forward, nose brushing yours. “Needy aren’t you?” He’s holding your wrists with one hand, the other one sliding downwards to your thighs to spread them apart.

He stares at you whilst trying to find your entrance, his cock nudging against your thigh, your flaps before slipping inside. “Ran—” you throw your head back and moan and he takes the oppurtunity to reach down, sucking down your neck. “ Mm , fuck—yes—”

He fucks into you with a grunt, rolling and grinding his hips against yours until you squeak, hands squirming around underneath his hold, trying to wrestle free and hold him.

“Ran— Ran please—” You don’t even know what you’re begging for anymore, all you know is it’s not enough. You wanna hold him, wanna feel his body heat against you, want him to pound you into the mattress. “ Harder, p-please—”

“ Fuck , wait hold on,” he lets go of your wrist, pulling out and flipping you over on your belly and gives your ass a spank. It stings when gripping onto the flesh for longer, nudging his cock back inside you.

He fucks you at a punishing pace, fast and hard, a hand splaying across your back to arch it more, nudging that spot inside you that makes you scream. “Right there?” He hits it again and you fist the sheets, pussy tightening around his cock he swears he almost cums instantly.

“ There, right there R-ran—”

The mattress shifts beneath you at his pace, your hand flying behind you to hold onto him. “Slow down , wa—wait, I think I’m— oh fuck —I’m gonna cum—”

“Yeah?” He looks down, his cock coated in your slick and wetness, disappearing everytime he fucks back into you, “Lemme see.”

Your hand slips between your legs, desperately rubbing at your clit and your body shakes, moans abnormally loud and your voice cracks as he fucks you through your high, thumbs digging into your lower back before he stills, hips flushed against yours and pinning you down the mattress. His cum spurts out against your walls, the head of his cock pulsing and twitching inside you.

“Oh my god ,” you huff out, breath raggedy and slow as you catch your breath. It felt so good feeling his warm cum fill you, especially when he rolls his hips twice more, each roll pressing you further into the mattress.

“Holy fuck,” he pushes himself off you, flipping you over with the little energy he has left. He falls onto your chest, enjoying the feeling of your breasts on his face. “Gonna fuck you all the time, I swear.” He grumbles, shifting to press a kiss onto your nipple, sucking it slowly into his mouth.

You drag slow strokes into his hair, biting your lip as his mouth suctions around your breast. “You know…” you start, breathless, “my friends are gonna freak when they find out about this.”

“Yeah? Why?” He looks distracted, playing with your tits, kneading them beneath his large hands.

“Because they ship us, like hardcore.”

He chuckles, you feel the vibrations ripple throughout your body, ringing inside your ears. “That’s cute. Which friends?”

“Maki and Kyo, here wait—” You shift upwards, reaching across your bedside table for your phone. By the time you plop back down to bed, you’re resting your head on his chest whilst scrolling through your photos. “Here’s what they look like.”

You hand him the phone, watching as he scrolls through the photos of you and your friends. “Oh, wait, I've seen her before.” He points to Maki on screen, seated on top of your lap and smiling at the camera.

“Yeah, she talks to Kakucho sometimes.”

As if Maki could sense you talking about her, your phone rings, incoming call. You swipe to answer it, putting it on speaker. “Hello?”

“Did you cum yet, or did that idiot from the party give you blue balls?”

You shoot up so quickly, regretting you ever put her on speaker phone. You’d completely forgotten you’d told her about your horrible sex from the party and she told you to go release some stress at home by yourself.

“I—uh, well, yeah? I did…”

Ran chuckles from beside you, holding the back of your neck and pulling you back down to his chest. “And I helped her.” His hand trails down your naked body, clapping a firm hand against your ass and you squeal upon impact.

Maki freezes from the other end of the line before she squeals loudly, “OHMYGODDDDDDDD! IS THIS REAL!”

“‘No, it’s not. I just have voice recordings of Ran’s voice to keep around.”

“Okay, sarcasm isn’t fucking funny. I’m too fucking excited to be mad at you right now.” Maki shoots up from her bed, “KYO! THEY GOT TOGETHER!”

“Huh?”

You cover your face with both hands as you hear her run down the stairs at light speed. “Oh my god, they’re so embarrassing.” You hide your face between the junction of Ran’s shoulder and groan.

The sounds of their talking is drowned out when Ran lifts your face up by your chin, leaning down to kiss you, goading you into letting him suck sensually on your tongue.

“Oh, now they’re making out—”

His hand massages your ass in his hand, tearing little breathy gasps from your lips every now and then.

“I can’t tell if this is cute or a total invasion of privacy.”

“Leave them alone, Kyo, let them fuck in peace.”

“Hang up the phone then.”

You break the kiss to reach for your phone and hang up when Maki speaks up again. “Oh and Ran, don’t do too much, okay? I have plans with her tommorow and I need her to be in peak physical condition.”

Ran, out of spite, then lifts you to sit on top of him, repositioning his cock inside you. You let out a soft moan when he bottoms out, hips flush against his own, spanking you again for good measure . “I’ll take that into consideration, but it might be a little too late for that.”

#— zeltqz 📭💌#—tr </3 #ran haitani x reader #ran x reader #ran smut #haitani ran smut #ran haitani x you #ran haitani smut #ran haitani imagines #ran haitani scenarios #haitani ran x you #haitani ran x reader #tokyo rev smut

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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months

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anything nsfw (or sfw idm) with mikey and a taller reader? or any other tr boys? no sub!reader please

A/N: I hope this is what you were looking for! I did both SFW and NSFW it was v fun. However if you'd like a m!reader or gn!/reader please let me know! I'll also do it for any other requested TR boy ty mwuah

Mikey x Tall!Reader

Lord the way Mikey would have had her head if they didn’t grow up together. She was always a cocky little shit on being taller than him--and seeing eye to eye with Draken. She’d been friends with him, Shinichiro and Emma your whole life. She used to be so small and shy and cute--what happened?

It felt like from one day to the next she grew in her own skin, having an awkward growth spurt as a teen and looking like a newborn giraffe learning how to walk for the first time. Always nervous to talk to boys and girls--the boys would look at her like some kind of freak, and the girls would simply make fun of her for her height. ‘How will you ever get a boyfriend if you’re so tall?’

Mikey was always there for her afterwards, make sure she knew that he still liked her a lot even if she was taller than him.

And then the years passed, and Mikey changed, and she changed too. Except now, Mikey was the leader of Bonten, one of the most dangerous gangs in the country and she was, well, a new executive climbing the ranks. No longer the shy, scared little girl, she was just as ruthless as the rest of them.

And all the while, by Mikey’s side no matter what. She was cocky, but respectful in front of the rest of them. Honestly the rest of the execs just thought you were a childhood friend and nothing more--much like Sanzu.

But what they didn’t know was that she’d joke and prod at Mikey behind closed doors. He was a ruthless leader, but with her he’d turn back into a kid, scowling at the way she’d hold things over his head (literally!).

“I can fire you.” He’d start. “I can fucking kill you. You know that right?” throwing daggers her way when he scowls, arms crossed. She’d simply snort and say “You could. But then you’d be bored when you’re alone wouldn’t you?” She’s right.

Imagine the shock of the rest of the execs when Mikey ‘accidentally’ drops the ball during an interrogation mission. Rats were found smuggling drugs out from underneath them to make a quick buck and Mikey was personally there, front and center to get info. Of course, he wasn’t the one doing the torture, he’s too good for that. She stood behind him with a stone cold face, that could bring most of the men in the room to their knees. But the assholes who were caught kept egging her on like she couldn’t hold her own. Like a woman shouldn’t be in the ranks at all.

“You’ll do well to not insult my girl like that.” It didn’t go unnoticed, Sanzu and Rindou glancing at each other for a moment but thinking nothing of it--you were an executive, he could just be talking like you were his in the same way the rest of the execs were under his command.

They kept sneering, until they realized she was the one doing the torture and not the usual suspect of Sanzu. It was gruesome and honestly one of the worst cases of torture they’d seen, but all the information was extracted. Which means she turned into their executioner, pulling a glock out from its holster underneath your shirt and putting a bullet between their eyes. The silence was deafening, only Mikey laughing to himself and raising her hand to his lips with a quiet ‘that’s my girl’ and a kiss to the back of her hand.

The next meeting the execs had (that Mikey wasn’t a part of) turned into a madhouse.

NSFW:

Mikey was always one to want to stay in control, but he had his work cut out with her. She was so good at keeping him underneath her, practically whimpering at the way she would tease his cock with her fingers, with her mouth, with her pussy.

“You’re such a good boy, Mikey.” She’d coo, fingers slowly wrapping around his erection and pumping at a snail’s pace; teasing. “Coming home to me after such a busy day.” She leaned down and gave the head of his dick a kiss, holding his hips down so he can’t buck them up into her face. “Are you going to let me take care of you, baby boy?” He nodded, breath shaky as he exhaled, “Y-yes, please.”

She used her height to her advantage, push up bras and plunging necklines her best friend to tease him even in the office. She just had to lean only a little bit, pretending to lean down and read whatever it was he had in his hands before Mikey was panting like a dog begging her to let him fuck.

She’d sit down on his desk, short skirt and pumps that made her legs look even longer, spreading her legs ever so slightly so he could see the pretty lacy panties she’d been wearing. Mikey would get on his knees ready to eat that pretty pussy, only for her heel pressed against his chest to stop him (and he was still so far away, fucking long legs). You know that one scene of Wolf of Wall Street? Very much that.

Whenever they fuck she’s very much on top, bouncing on his lap for her pleasure only. And if he cums before she’s ready to stop? Well Mikey better get used to overstimulation quickly, she’s not done yet.

#mikey x reader #mikey sano #manjiro sano #sano majiro x reader #sano manjiro #sano mikey x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #sano mikey #manjiro sano x reader #bonten #bonten x reader #milk writes #Tokyo revengers #tokyorev

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eggtartz · 1 year

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A Tokyo Revengers x Shinobu reader! :O

Literally has the same personality like Shinobu and uses a Kanata and very fast (Shinobu is actually the fastest Hashira, and then the second is Uzui 😲) also smilies all the time but then she fights with other gang members that are in the gang that killed her sister and she gets ANGRY😰

Featuring: Mikey, Sanzu and Rindou

a/n : thankyou for requesting anon, hope you'll enjoy this 🫶🏻 i wrote this at 5am hope it makes sense

summary : mikey + sanzu + rindou headcannons when they meet reader who has a shinobu personality

mikey

- toman was invited to a street fight and watched by afar as the fight occured

- mikey went with the division captains, vice captains and the vice president

- the fighting was getting boring as the gang kept gets beaten up so mikey wanted to leave

- that is until he saw you that was surrounded by girls in a uniform (like surrounded in a circle as if like they're protecting you)

- he saw your veins were popping on your forehead and one of the girls had to grab your wrist from moving any further

- "oi you guys know who's that?" mikey asked to his members and mitsuya said that you were here solely to take revenge on the rival gang that has hurt your sister

- mikey watched as one of them tried to lunge towards but the girls quickly knocked him out

- "she's the leader but why she ain't moving?" pahchin asked. "dimwit, if she moved they'll all be dead" nahoya said

- mikey saw struggles happen after that and finally saw you free from the circle and running towards the other gang's boss

- your run was fast, dodging most of the men that tried to stop. one guy tried grabbing your feet and you stumbled. you kicked his face and stepped on his neck leaving him unconscious

- the fight gets a little more interesting when you knocked out the other gang with a fist and also due to your increasing acceleration

- you saw a pipe and took it when the boss of the other gang tried to escape (to fail too because his members are already on the ground)

- "this is for onee-san" you said then smashing his head repeated times until one your gang members grabbed your hand to stop swinging

- "that's enough y/n. if he gets killed, you'll be in juvie"

- mikey watched in awe as he walked three the pipe on his limp body and walked away with blood on your uniform and your cheek

- "kenchin im going after her"

- mikey chased you down and tried approaching you starting that day, you were wary of him since his gang is much bigger and stronger than yours

- mikey insisted that he has no ill intentions (but like hell you'd believed him)

sanzu

- boy he was fighting guys in the kantou region and got startled with another figure wielding a katana

- you threatened him to back off and without hesitation he said "what if i won't?"

- you slashed your katana to graze his uniform, ripping the clothing and dropping it on the ground

- "i won't ask you a second time"

- he felt like hot like in a weird way, it's probably him just getting attracted to you

- he then took his katana as well and tried slashing you but you were quick on your feet and backed up while doing so you too swinged your katana at him

- the fight againts you two became very long and tired but the man loved it. he loved getting a reaction out of you and also he likes the way you swing the katana so elegantly almost like you're not trying to kill him

- you then scratched his arm and his white sleeve shirt painted red and you tackled him, threw his katana somewhere else and head locked his head

- his other members rushed to sanzu's aid but your gang members covered you

- "im not asking you again, kantou region is mine. cross us again, i'll kill you" you said while tightening the lock, choking him.

- you release him, gasping for air and he went to his other members and silently said "let's go"

- in the car, ran saw sanzu's face red almost like blushing so he asked what's wrong and sanzu looked out the window "her thighs man.. might just piss her off again so she can head lock me between her thighs or she can slash that katana againts me again"

- kakucho that was driving hit the brakes in shock "sanzu you psycho"

rindou

- was strolling in the roppongi streets and he saw a sweet girl buying flowers at the florist with a smile so sweet

- he saw the girl walking pass the stores and all the owners greeted her which she replied back sweetly

- rindou thought you were cute but went the other way so he won't spook you into thinking he's following you

- next day he saw you again but this time at the market, buying groceries as it seems and he intended to help (but he can't figure out how to do that without looking creepy)

- alas, he only watched as you walked to your car with your groceries

- saw you again the next day but today that sweet smile of yours wasn't there like always (it seemed to rindou that you always had this smile on your face so seeing you not smiling was bizarre)

- then figured out that you were working there, your head was low as if you're trying not to cry

- rindou stepped closer to you to comfort you until you heard you took a bag and screamed in it

- rindou heard strings of curses and more curse released into the bag, muffled but still audible

- after a while screaming, you gently placed the bag down and smiled again as if nothing ever happened

- rindou went back that day, terrified but intrigued. (he'll just make sure that he doesn't get on your nerves)

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