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sunaluv · 5 months

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'IS SHE TAKEN?'

in which someone asks your man if you're single

feat: ran, gojo

RAN

the club setting was filled with more excitement tonight. don't get it twisted, any club or event hosted by the haitanis was guaranteed to be the event of the day, good vibes, hot people, and lots of money to be made. but when one of the brothers was actually present at the club? something about their aura seemed to bring out the vibes in people.

ran's hooded gaze watched adoringly at you across the club, the setting bringing nostalgia to the first time you met. ever the social butterfly you were, accepting another phone number from one of the girlfriends you made tonight. the other members of the roundtable looked at one another, wondering if the haitani brother was even present.

"no wonder you're so distracted, boss," the man next to him nudged him with his elbow, to which ran side-eyed him. "she's a looker, d'ya think she's single?"

your boyfriend appeared neutral as he let the guy ramble on about how hot you were, and what he would do to you given the chance. he missed the harsh roll of ran's eyes. if he didn't know you were spoken for, he would make sure this guy knew by the end of the night.

as if on queue, you waved bye to your new friends and started to make your way to the table. eyes followed your figure as you passed, but that was to be expected when the prettiest girl at the club walked past.

"hey, sweetheart," his soft lips pressed against the crown of your head. "you alright?"

"i'm good! a little tired though," you let out a deep sigh, melting into his arms. "these heels have been killing me..."

wordlessly, his large hands had your ankles in his lap, undoing the buckles on your heels and rubbing tender circles into the irritated skin.

he smirked at the relieved sigh that left your lips. "my buddy here has something to ask you, sweets."

the man next to you seemed to go silent since your arrival at the table, the consequences of his actions just hitting. a deep breath followed by a gulp as he wiped his damp hands against his slacks. he almost flinched when your hooded, yet dominating gaze met his own eyes, but after remembering who and where he was, he gained his composure almost as quickly as it left.

"nah 'ts nothin'," he waved his hand. "just a passing thought, is all..."

others both around the roundtable and those dancing near it tried not to make it obvious that they were watching the exchange going down. they found themselves pitying a character who would not deserve it, under different circumstances. but, as discussed, the haitani aura seems to throw things off of balance.

if he didn't want to talk, ran would do it for him. "he wants to know if your single, claims he could give you a lay better than your man could,"

your eyes left the man, instead looking over your boyfriends face in silent communication.

'you and i both know he can't'

'...i know, my love, just humor me every once in a while?'

'you're such a character sometimes, haitani'

'you love it though'

eyes darted between you, awaiting your response, thus his sentence in anticipation. he didn't know what telepathic language you were communicating in, but he was glad to not hear his fate get discussed right in front of him.

"i'm very flattered, but i have a boyfriend, sorry." your response was dry towards him, but the gaze you held with ran was anything but.

catching wind of what was about to happen, you excused yourself from the table, leaving a kiss on the corner of rans mouth, whispering a 'be good' in his ear before leaving.

whatever happened after your departure was not your business, after all.

GOJO

"hey man," a hand belonging to an unfamiliar man clasped on satorus shoulder. "do you know if the girl you came here with has a boyfriend?"

you had dragged your boyfriend to one of your friend's parties, much to his dismay. he's sworn off drinking after geto's blackmail folder started getting a bit thick, meaning there was nothing fun to do other than socialise, but he didn't want to after people flocked to him for the wrong reasons.

so now he was maybe the only sober one in this lively scene, which leads to the current events.

he spoke your name for clarity. "uhh, I'm not sure. you can go ask her if you want. ill even put in a good word for you."

has this man been a fraction more sober, he would've questioned why the blindfolded man's smile was so wide, or why he was so willing to help, but alas, this was a party and alcohol was supplied.

"thanks, dude! you're such a lifesaver."

satoru almost felt bad for the guy. he was practically buzzing whilst traversing through the sweaty bodies in search of you. he felt bad until he remembered how bored he was before this happened, he has to put himself first sometimes.

after a couple stumbles, reroutes and a rest break, they had finally found you in your angelic beauty, laughing with a group of girls he didn't know.

he thought it was quite cute how the guy seemed to become more shy at the sight of you, and satoru couldn't blame him. had he been someone more normal, he would act the same in your presence.

one of the girls caught sight of the pair by the entry and gestured you towards them. your face softened slightly at the sight of your six-foot-something boyfriend and his... friend?

"hey toru," you smiled, before looking at the other man. "who’s this?"

satoru said nothing, slapping the guy a little too harshly on the back before stepping back. the floor was his.

"hey," he breathed out, before introducing himself. "i saw you come in with your friend earlier, and just wanted to know if you were seeing anyone?"

your heart rate picked up, but not for the reason the guy was hoping. why was gojo like this? did he enjoy seeing you suffer?

he obviously did as when you looked over your shoulder to the said man, he gave you a big, encouraging grin with both thumbs up. the audacity.

he had thrown you to the wolves and left you to fend for yourself.

"uhm..." you breathed, trying not to shatter the poor guy's heart. "i have a boyfriend, unfortunately. sorry."

"what do you mean, unfortunately!" satoru mocked you from behind the guy. "I'm a total catch, right?" he turned to the guy. "right??"

though delayed, the guy had finally come to the realisation he had been punked by the man who egged him on the whole time. his face burst into a deep shade of red, apologising profusely before rushing back into the crowd.

"you're such an ass, gojo."

"the last name huh?" he scratched the back of his neck. "I'm in for it arent i?"

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okkalo · 3 months

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thinking about rindou who rubs your back as you cry :( he keeps you in a hug, not caring if his shirt gets wet from your tears. he speaks in a mumble, saying things to get you out of your head and make you laugh. he’s never been good at reading you, so he’ll ask you what made you cry after pressing a kiss to your forehead and wiping your tears away for you. he’ll drag you to his bed if you both weren’t already there, bringing you down to cuddle with him as he continues mumbling random thoughts and rubbing your back.

#dude my english teacher got into my head with grammar and comma facts #so i’ve been super paranoid about my grammar now #i want to SCREAM #good luck seeing bigger works from me bc i can’t even text normal now #if schedule works correctly i should be asleep when this posts #IF #rindou x reader #rindou haitani #rindou haitani x reader #haitani rindou #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers drabbles #tokyo rev drabbles

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hash1ras · 11 months

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kazutora headcanons ₊˚⊹♡

(not exactly canon but whatever i just love him sm)

♡ loves when you play with his hair, one night you braided it, and when he showed up to the toman meeting draken got upset bc he “was copying him” (lmfaooo)

♡ you always call him tora <333

♡ he’s a huge nerd, golden retriever gamer bf energy

♡ sharing music is his love language, will send you random songs throughout the day and make you endless playlists

♡ not big on PDA, doesn’t hold hands but will intertwine his pinky finger with yours while you’re walking or stand behind you and rest his chin on your shoulder while you’re reading manga in the bookstore

♡ drives like an old man, his seat is moved all the way up + always has both hands on the wheel, you never tease him about it though (its lowkey so cute)

♡ arcade dates!!!

♡ major sweet tooth his personal favorite is strawberry pocky, one day you showed up to surprise him with some and he started blushing so hard (baji immediately started making fun of him smh)

♡ always shares his airpods with you

♡ he doesn’t talk much, most of the time when it’s just the two of you he’ll ask about your day or show you new music/manga but you like the quiet moments with him, you can share a comfortable silence and you wouldn’t have it any other way

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aritsukemo · 6 months

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Insecurity | Kazutora H.

Character: Kazutora Hanemiya

A/N: Baby needs a hug and I'm willing to give him one.

The moon shone brightly. It's luminescent rays shining down on the earth and slipping through the crack of the black curtains, creating a singular light that illuminates the bed in a similar fashion. Aside from this, the room is mostly shrouded in darkness, hiding the lush furniture in its shadows. Among this dimness, a phone shines brightly, it's reflection burning it's shape into sandy-colored eyes as a callous fingertip swipes endlessly at the screen..

"( Stage Name )'s outfit looked amazing tonight! 😍"

"Who's the dude with them?"

↳ "I think it's their partner."

"No wonder they've kept their love life a secret for so long. If my man looked like that, I would've too."

"He looks like something out of a horror movie fr fr."

"I'm sorry but I can't imagine her dating someone who looks like that. I really hope they aren't together. ( Stage Name ) deserves so much better. 😭"

Comment after comment flies past as they're read swiftly. Although a lot of tweets and comments focused on you and the outfit that you wore to the movie premiere the night prior, most were about the man that walked hand-in-hand beside you, nervously smiling at the abundance of cameras that were in his face that night—almost all comments made being negative.

"He looks like a drug dealer."

"Whoever made his outfit should be fired on the spot."

"Why did they let him outta the house lookin' like that? Did this to themselves tbh."

"He looks like he'd be the type to beat his wife every night when he comes home from work. Lowkey worried."

Despite this, he couldn't stop scrolling. Maybe it was the hope that he'd find a tweet that defended him or tweet that didn't comment on his tired eyes or vibrant hair or the fact that there was a faint stain on the corner of his shirt that was likely from the food that he hurriedly ate with you in the car that night just before you arrived.

"What's with the long face, 'tora?" He jumps. He hadn't even noticed you enter the room but as he peeled his eyes away from his phone screen, he wish he did sooner. There you stood before him, no makeup, hair wet and sticking to the corners of your face, an oversized shirt—his shirt specifically—clinging to your dampen skin and just barely highlighting your curves, and your legs bare for all to see. It was an intoxicating sight.

One that makes a part of him feel tremendous guilt and embarrassment the more he stares at you.

"It's nothing.." He mumbles out hastily after a while and to his dismay, you frown disapprovingly at him.

"You're lying. What's wrong?" You slide onto the bed and turn, his shirt riding up your thigh and revealing the shorts that hide beneath it as you scoot closer to him and attempt to peer at his screen. Kazutora notices just a tad too late and ends up shutting off his phone entirely. Unfortunately, you had already managed to catch a glimpse at a comment or two before the screen went black and it causes you to sigh.

"Pay them no mind. Everything they say is bullshit."

"Is that really true though?" This time, he's the one to sigh, "One comment--"

"They aren't true." And the tone of your voice alone manages to silence him immediately. The assertive, matter-of-fact tone left no room for talk back or any kind of verbal refutation and although he couldn't say it, his face spoke volumes of how much he disagreed with your statement.

"They hate me." He says after a while.

"Twitter hates everyone," You reply, "People on there would literally shit on the sky being blue if people'll listen."

'Yeah, but what they're saying about me isn't exactly wrong.." He stares down at his phone, almost cringing at the sight of his own reflection staring back at him, "I managed to embarrass you without even saying anything.."

"I don't think you embarrassed me." You retort immediately, "You looked great yesterday and said nothing that upset me."

"They think otherwise.." He mumbles dejectedly. He turns his phone back on but only has the chance to briefly read part of another tweet talking about his tattoo before you take his phone away from him.

"Who cares what they think?" You lightly toss his phone aside, "No matter what they say, it'll only be a shallow opinion at the end of the day. They know nothing about you, Kazutora, but I do. So please.."

Cupping his face, your eyes manage to find each other and lock despite the darkness that clouds your vision. You gaze at him. Hoping that the love you feel for him—and have felt for him for years now—would somehow make itself clear to him if you continued to stare. Alas, all you ended up doing was stare at him with scrunched brows for a little longer than necessary..

"..Believe me when I say this, 'Tora. You're beautiful both inside and out and I'm so incredibly happy that I can show you off to everyone and will continue to do so if you let me. I'm not ashamed at all about dating you and never will be. And do you know why? Because I'm hopelessly in love with you."

No more then a few moments pass before a tear finally slips and a small hiccup escapes him. Like a dam ready to burst, his body trembles and as you finally pull him up and your arms envelop him, he breaks down completely in your loving embrace. And you let him, smiling sadly as the love of your life crumbles before you.

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest

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mchlgayser · 1 year

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𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 ft south terano

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: He is annoying. He follows you around and keep asking you out. You hate him, he is violent and harsh but despite it all, you try out a challenge.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff / ✮

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: minor languages

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I've seen somebody blogging about how they want this kind of topic with South so I just had to do it, now that I'm in a good mood (kind of). Happy reading xoxo

Annoying grunts escape his lip upon hearing your same usual reply 'Tell me why do you keep saying no to me?' He persists and you roll your eyes at him 'Do I need to tell you the reason? I just don't like you.' You close your bag and leave him on the spot.

That guy's name is South. A random guy you met months back during your work hour - Actually, you met him the day before beating the heck out of someone. Ever since then he's been bothering you and keeps asking you out, on a date. But for one obvious reason, you declined every time.

You hate violence, in any form doesn't matter but you hate it, with all your guts and South is just violent and vicious.

You speed-walk to the bus stop upon hearing him irritatingly calls out for you. You screech on your steps hearing him holler at you.

'Stop following me.' You demand, and he chortles 'Why not? I want to date you.' You shake your head at the remark and run inside the bus once it stops.

You sigh in relief that he didn't manage to get inside, you see him yell for you to get back making you slightly laugh.

Somehow, you find him funny

The next day is just how you want it to be, no South and his annoyingly loud bike. You're serving food and beverages for the customers just perfectly but when your shift is about to end, the door chimes and he came. Of course, he cannot easily disappear.

'What do you want?' You deadpanned, one hand over your midsection, and giving him a knowing look 'Relax, gorgeous. I'm here as a customer.' He looks up from you to the menu board 'I'll have your most requested drink.' You type in his orders and give him the receipt along with the changes 'We'll serve you in a minute.' You give him one forceful smile as you watch him leave to his seat.

'South Terano!' You calls out and be glad that there are no customers occupied inside or that you'll scare them away by saying the infamous Rokuhara Tandai leader's name.

He takes the drink and gives it to you back 'And I give you that as your admirer.' He winks before he left the shop, whistling a tune.

You stare at the drink feeling flustered to your neck, you gasp putting the drink down and slapping yourself on the face multiple times 'Get yourself together, you idiot.' Once your shift ended, you left your workplace along with the drink.

A familiar bike entered your vision, South on the side of the road offering you a helmet 'Hop on, and I'll give you a ride.' You dismissed him right away 'No I'm fine.' You started to walk again but he stubbornly follow you behind closely 'Come on, don't be like that gorgeous, I'm tryna be nice here!:

You stop on your track yet again and glance at him 'I said that I am fine and please, stop being so nice. It doesn't suit you, at all.' He laughs watching you leave but still tailing behind like a puppy.

Once you reached the gate of your house, you finally turn your back on him again 'You can leave now, I think?' He smiles at you 'I'm still hoping we can go home together tomorrow, don't ya think?' You immediately said no.

'Just stop bothering me, South.' For a wink, you could see a glimpse of hurt in his expression but he shook it away 'You said my name.' You stayed quiet and he chuckles before he leaves the spot.

The last few weeks are you stressing over the tall giant about how he always insists on fetching you home but yet again, gets rejected? Today is no different, he'll follow around you with his bike until you made it safely to your house 'You know, you don't have to do all of this right? I'm fine.' You inform but he shrugs 'Who knows, one day you might change your heart and let me send you.'

You scoff and look away 'You really should stop bothering me.' The following words he said almost make your eyes fall out of their sockets 'Okay,' Did you hear that right? He agreed!

He waves at you before resounding his engine and fled away.

You stare at the spot he was at earlier before you went inside your house 'I'm home!' Silence. Of course, it's gonna be like this all the time anyway. Your parents are out for work leaving you alone in the house, to yourself.

You eat your dinner which is an instant noodle and a can of milk before you tread upstairs to your room to do work and fall asleep for school.

It's two days since you told South to leave you alone - he did. Two days and no sign of the gigantic male. No more of his annoyingly loud voice, his roaring bike, his sweet nothings when he spoke to you, or his quick remarks. A part of you is relieved that he's no longer here to bother with your work but another part of you feels empty. His loud noise used to fill your quiet surrounding but now it's gone back to square one.

A chime on the door jolted you up from your seat but it wasn't him. It was an old lady with a toddler. They ordered your cafe's most requested drink and now it makes you think of him, again.

How he bought this drink just to give it to you.

You serve them and after an hour they left, you let out a sigh of frustration and pack your stuff realizing that it's almost time to wrap up. The bell chimes one last time for the day 'I'm sorry but we're closing.'

'Oh, I'm not here to order.' The familiar voice almost makes you drop your belongings, and as you turn around you met with him. He's looking at you with his usual wide grin. 'Long time no see, gorgeous.' You almost smile at him but instead you scoff 'Yeah, as if.' He laughs at you 'I see the shop is shutting down. Going home?' You look down for a moment before nodding 'Yes, why?' You hope he would ask and he did.

'Cool, mind I send you off?' You get your bag and left the store, locking it 'I'll take that as a Yes.' He give you the helmet 'What about you?' He shrugs 'I don't need it.' He leap on his bike first with you following suit.

'Hold on tight,' You look at him, one brow forward 'What you mean-' He speed up the bike so suddenly that you almost flew from your place.

'Oh, my God!' You exclaim loudly, hands instinctively around his waistline hugging him tightly 'Slow the fuck down!' You yell and slap his chest multiple times but he laughs instead

The proximity between you two allows you to feel the vibration eliciting through his body once he laughs. You keep hugging - even tighter than before that your head about to bump against the back of his shoulder.

The ride home wasn't long and he finally stops. You dismounted from the bike took off the helmet and fix your hair 'Let me,' He messed up your hair making you hiss but he shush you before he gently put it back in its place and smiled 'There!' You glance at the mirror and smile to yourself 'Thanks,' You give him back his helmet and you stayed there not knowing what to say 'I'll go!'

He holds your hand with a smile on his face 'Come on, do you think I did it for free?' Your eyes widen making him laugh for the nth time of the day - night.

'What do you want?' Eyebrows cocking together as you wait for him to speak up 'Go on a date with me.' He casually said making you jump on your place 'Seriously?' He shrugs

You look between him and the road, contemplating. You give yourself an extended breath before you answer him 'Okay,' Well, it's not bad to try, was it?

He looks at you with his usual grin 'Great! I'll pick you up tomorrow!' He started his bike and waved off at you as you duplicate.

You rush inside your house feeling yourself hot all over. You did it. You are going on a date with South! A guy you hated - supposedly.

The next morning, you woke up early - extra early to choose your dress, not exactly a dress but a fit to wear. South did mention that this date is unlike the usual romantic date people have, he did say that he'll stroll around the city and go to his apartment. You disagree thinking of the possible worst ideas but he dismisses them. He said that he wants to show you something, something he's passionate about other than fighting. So you eventually agreed to it

You put your hair in two low buns and did some makeup to adore your face. After that, you put on the fit and lastly put on your New Balance sneaker.

It was nearly 3 when South picked you up but unlike the usual, he came with his bike but without the helmet per your request not to mess your hair up. You mount the bike behind him, adjusting it in place, and hug his waist before he started the engine and sped off.

You two ride around the city stopping by different places for food. He bought you ice cream, a soda drink, and fish-shaped taiyakis.

You two would sit by the road eating your lightt snacks before continuing with the strolling date.

It was almost five when he stopped at a house. It was big and similar to yours but maybe bigger. He turns off his bike before he hops off his bike and helps you on with it too.

You two strut inside his house to his room. It was quite big but it's dimmed. The room is painted in a dark navy blue color and it is spacious. The only thing inside is his bed, a walk-in closet if that counts, and an old piano.

He ushers you to follow him as he pulls out a wooden stool and sits on it offering you to sit beside him. His hand gently stroked the soundboards 'It's been a while!' He laughs pressing on one of the random keys before he aligns his hands on the boards.

'Hear closely.' He plays a tune, a gently melodic tune. It was vague and fast but it was calming too. His harsh but gentle pressing on the boards as he keeps playing the tune with his eyes closed and mouth gaping into a smile.

You watch him intensely but at the same paying attention to the melody. It sounds, tragic. After some point he stops playing and chortles once more 'That turns out very bad, isn't it?' You look at him still impressed by his performance 'That was - Decent. I don't know much about music nor classic instrument like this but I could tell that it was beautiful.' He grins at you giving you a pet on the head before he rejoins the piano playing yet another one.

You watch but after some time your gazes fall somewhere inside his room. His room is dark and clouded over. If depression is room, it would be like his but that one corner caught your attention. That one place where a rack is, placed right above the bed and a line of stuffed animals is neatly on it.

You almost couldn't believe it! This gigantic male over here, whom you - the civilians around here know as the brutal and vicious leader of the underground delinquent gang, Rokuhara Tandai is passionate about classical music and instruments, very skillful too but not only he also got bunch of cute stuffed animals and plushies as well?!

You laugh to yourself at the thought

Maybe he wasn't so bad himself.

You continued watching him play to the last and clap your hands once he was done. He turns over to you bowing as he laughs loudly 'I am so fucking cool!' He confessed 'Get over yourself!' You deadpanned making him snort.

You look back at him and the plushies feeling yourself smirking at the idea of exposing him 'Whatever you are thinking, I don't like it!' He honestly said before moving out of the room and you follow 'You are so cute having all the stuffed animals inside your room, who would know that you are such a baby, South!' He looks at you with wide eyes and pretends a scary stare making you, even more, worked out, and ended up laughing once more.

'Such a cutie!' You pinch his cheek, 'Says the one who had to tiptoe to reach my face!'

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blueparadis · 1 year

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꒰ my mother's eyes + wakasa imaushi ꒱

+cw. — fluff, angst with comfort, suggestive themes, kissing, implied death by accident, established relationship, love confession. | +wc. — 0.5k

+syn.— on some days you remind him of his mom.

+notes. — repost from my other account so that all my writings are at one place :]

Wakasa sat beside you nudging his shoulder against your neckline. One of his hands curled behind you sinking the bed under pressure. He isn't looking at the album you're having on your lap, his eyes are wandering on your slim nape, on your cheeks that are cherry tainted due to the gush of memories you had while flipping through the pages of his family album. His mind is all mushy with thoughts of longing, heart all bruised with faith just because you talk like her, take care of his little things just like her; his mother.

“Oh look Wakasa!”, you beckon excitedly gazing in his way and it was as if he couldn't hold it in any longer. His emotions were already at bay. His lips dashed onto yours making you shut your eyes instantly. His arm wrapped around your shoulders pulling you close to his burning body while the other palms your face holding onto it as if you'd sublime if he let that go. Your lips skillfully take his letting him sink, the family album still open onto your lap as he breaks the kiss with a strong exhale against your mouth.

“Hey...”, you utter with a release of your breath looking at his lilac pupils that glisten with sadness, and loneliness. It's unfair, how he doesn't have the slightest idea how much you burn in his embers of emotions. He never knew he had all these erupting emotions for you, messy memories he always tried to push back at the back of his mind just to put a smile on his face, to never see you wilt in desolation. You were like a flower to him, that he took care of since always!

“I...I love you y/n”, he blurts out barely able to keep himself upright. Wakasa’s fluffy platinum hair brushes against your cheeks as he rests his chin on the juncture of your shoulders, like a child whining for his mother’s care. You keep the album aside rubbing his back. You could feel him relax, soft groans almost setting your skin on fire. “I... sorry...I just wanted to kiss you... wanted to feel you... I'll always be by your side. I would never leave you like I left my mother, on that day”, his voice fades.

“Shhhhhhhhhh! It wasn't your fault. It wasn't your fault. It wasn't hers either. It.was.just.fate”, you mumbled against his ears feeling his grip around your back grow stronger at each passing moment declaring his fear of being broken again.

You slipped your hands underneath his t-shirt. His skin was cold, ice-cold yet you could feel his flaming memories still haunting him. “I know...I know you'll never leave me.”, you murmur making him pull away from your hug in a flash. He was surprised, surprised at your courage to endure such morbidity. His lips part momentarily yet it was all in vain since you mumble, “I know you never intend to...”

His eyes flare up at the fall of your words.

“Oh god!”, he slips taking your palms in his kissing them as if he's never been blessed with such kindness.

He lets out a throaty chuckle noticing the photo in the album; of him with his mother; her eyes offering nothing but love, just like yours. He was in love, again. And he would be in love again every day, at each passing moment whenever he will gaze into your eyes, his mother's eyes.

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betbeton · 1 year

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𓆱 ❛ My Favourite Meal ❜

Getting Eaten out by Various Tokyo Revengers Men

Drabbles

Warnings - Oral Sex (F Receiving), Fem Leaning Terms of Endearment, Fingering (F Receiving), Jealousy (Kisaki)

18 + Minors DNI

Fem Reader

✎ Hanma is in this, but his tags are being funky so I'll add them later.

⪧ Kisaki Tetta

The way his fingers plunged into your warm, slick heat was both too much and not enough. A keening moan leaving your lips at the same time your hips tried to greedily lift upwards to try and goad Kisaki into relenting and allowing you to reach your peak. Normally seeing you fucked out and practically dribbling arousal down his wrist would have Kisaki hungrily sucking on your clit or replacing his prodding fingers with his eager tongue, but you had made him jealous... whether intentional or unintentional on your part... Kisaki intended to make you feel the consequences of your actions which was why the moment your soft gooey walls clenched around his fingers Kisaki ripped them from your hole. Lightly tapping your clit he rested his head against your thigh while he watched, enthralled almost, as your hole clenched around nothing. The satisfied smirk that tugged at his lips when you groaned about being 'So close you could taste it' would have made you knee him in the head if he hadn't latched his mouth onto your clit like a starved man.

Abusing your poor engorged nub with his tongue only to not give the bundle of nerves a reprieve between licks by sucking on it. Deftly Kisaki slipped his fingers back into your hole pounding into your warm heat like it owed him something. Each time his tongue would press down on your clit his long rough fingers would crook upwards and rub along that damned spot that had your toes curling in pleasure. Thighs clenching as your nerves frayed and muscles clenched your orgasm hit you hard far harder than you had anticipated. Kisaki didn't let up however if anything your thighs clenching and practically suffocating him against your pussy only egged him on further as his fingers kept pounding into your clenching heat while his tongue bullied your clit.

The moment your legs went slack against his shoulders and back Kisaki eased his fingers out of your heat leaving a parting kiss to your clit, that had you twitching and groaning lightly at him to not overstimulate you. Setting back on his knees Kisaki tapped your thigh with his hand that wasn't soaked with your cum. Once he had your attention he popped his fingers into him mouth groaning at the taste of your arousal that coated his fingers and part of his palm.

⪧ Hanma Shuji

If Hanma Shuji had to choose one way to go out it would be with your pussy on his mouth as your rode his face. Hanma didn't give you much of a choice to move off of his greedy mouth once you had taken your place on his smug face, his large hands groping hungrily at your hips and thighs as he tried to force his tongue impossibly deep in your hole. The piercing on his tongue catching against your walls with each rock of your hips or thrust of his tongue. The moment you rocked forward as he trusted his tongue up into your heat Hanma nudged his nose against your clit, the sudden jolt of pleasure had your back arching and a soft sigh of his name leaving your lips. When you lifted your body up from his face slightly as you reached a hand down to smooth his hair from his face Hanma jerked you back down harshly causing his nose to press directly against your clit as he thrusted his tongue deep into your hole. The wriggling muscle only serving to coax more borderline pornographic moans from your pretty lips as you rode his face.

Hanma was pussy drunk and it was clear to see as he milked an orgasm from your body only to keep going as his greedy tongue wasn't ready to stop savouring your slick cunt. Overstimulation licked at your frayed nerves which left you torn between tugging him closer by his hair or trying to free yourself from his almost starved grasp. The muffled moans spilling out against your heat had you deciding to go with the former one hand grasping at his dyed locks as the other held the headboard in a tight grasp. The lightheadedness and white dots across your vision as Hanma milked a second orgasm from you however had you tugging his locks for a different reason. As if he had read your mind Hanma rolled the both of you over though instead of kissing you or maybe even trying to go back in for thirds on your throbbing pussy he hovered over you propped up on one arm. Mouth dropping open with a silent question your gaze wandered down to his other hand as he desperately rubbed his cock while milking his own orgasm out onto your slightly swollen pussy.

Hanma dropped down to rest his lanky body on you when the last of his cum was milked out onto your pussy, his voice raspy from his meal moments prior. "You did so good for me, doll."

⪧ Wakasa Imaushi

The way Wakasa insisted you keep your skirt on when he want down on you the moment you both arrived home from dinner had your stomach knotting in anticipation. Sinking to his knees he flashed you a lazy lidded eyes look before ducking beneath your skirt, letting the fabric rest on his head before you grabbed it and held it up. Head falling back against the door you rested against your legs spread further trying to rush Wakasa to the part you craved most, having his long fingers deep on your slicked hole. You didn't have to wait long as he pressed a kiss to your clit at the same time he sunk his fingers into your heat up to his rings, the cold metal a stark contrast against your heated skin. Hips slanting forward a muffled chuckle vibrated against your skin when he moved to kiss the plush of your thighs. Fingers tugging from your head Wakasa moved to fan his fingers out in a V shape as he caught your clit between them, putting pressure on the nub as he squeezed it between his fingers before plunging them back into your heat. He repeated his action as his rings warmed with the heat from your arousal, his smooth almost honeyed voice mumbling out against your skin.

"Keep making those noises and I'll have to fuck you against this door." It wasn't a threat it was a promise. One that had your head thumping against the door again as a breathy moan of his name spilled from your lips.

A small part of you hoped Wakasa would cave and fuck you against the cold wooden door, but the majority of your horny brain knew he had far too much self restraint to do that... Not without you thoroughly testing the limits of his words first. Those bored eyes you adored rolled as Wakasa moved to press his tongue flat against your clit as he worked his fingers deeper into your pussy, the feeling of his rings entering your warm slick heat had your hips canting forward practically forcing your clit deeper into his mouth. Not that Wakasa minded it gave him and excuse to trap the poor nub between his lips as he sucked on it while practically making out with your pussy. Eyes slipping shut you tried to push your hips against his face harder only to be met with resistance as his free hand pressed against your stomach urging you to stay still, almost like a silent challenge. Whining his name your eyes slipped open and gazed down only to be met with the mock disappointed expression Wakasa held as he tugged his ringed fingers from your heat.

"Ah ah ah. Guess I have to pound your greedy hole with you pressed against the door since you couldn't keep quiet, Princess."

#tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev drabbles #tokyo revengers drabbles #wakasa imaushi #kisaki tetta

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urfavslav · 1 year

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platonic roommate!shuji hanma who teases you relentlessly when you go out on a date but helps u get ready for bed when u come back exhausted mumbling how boring ur date was <3 hanma who complains and complains abt buying groceries when you have a recipe in mind, but when you come back to ur apartment the bags are in the kitchen and he's in the kitchen with a cigarette bobbing in his lips, waiting for you to start dinner so he can assist. hanma who stays out all night goofing with kisaki and ends up flopped like a starfish on the couch, (which is a tad to small for his lanky self) as you toss a blanket on him before you head out. hanma who is always a call away if you need him, but ends up coming with you to your work events because he doesn't trust anybody.

★ all works belong to @urfavslav , do not repost on anywhere else with or without credit, do not plagiarise. thank you !

#shuji hanma #hanma x reader #hanma shuji x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tr hanma #tokyo revengers hanma #tokyo rev drabbles #tokyo rev fluff #urfavslav stories !

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goteique · 1 year

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TOKYO REVENGERS

→ [ HEADCANONS ]

→ [ ONESHOTS, DRABBLES, FICS ]

SANO SHINICHIRO — cause i want you to like me

CHIFUYU MATSUNO — grayscale life | we're cooler than that |

KAZUTORA HANEMIYA — grayscale life | why do we lie to each other | his halo |

BAJI KEISUKE — my feral princess |

MITSUYA TAKASHI — settle down with me | home sickness | rock n' roll |

KEN RYUGUJI — settle down with me | happier than ever

RAN HAITANI — lavender gaze | i was 19 in a white dress | home sickness |

RINDOU HAITANI — vulnerable vows |

SANZU HARUCHIYO — a little death | taking care of your beloved | the girl in red | unexpected meet

KAKUCHO HITTO — rose bath. | 3:01

TAKEOMI AKASHI — city in rain | lucky encounter | dilf!takeomi

HANMA SHUJI — that's so peachy | wild games | mind games | adore you |

NAOTO TACHIBANA — cresent impulse |

TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI — city in rain |

SHION MADARAME — be my harley quinn

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softxsuki · 8 months

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Hi, Han! Congrats on 1.5k! May I please request the soulmates troupe with Tokyo Revengers x gn!reader? Thanks in advance and I hope you have a good day! (Please no Hakkai, I love him, but platonically 😭)

1.5k Follower Event: Trope #7 Tokyo Revengers

Trope 7: Soulmates

Check out my event here! Event requests are CLOSED.

Pairing: Chifuyu x Gn!Reader

Warnings: none

Genre: Soulmate AU, fluff

Post-Type: Drabble

Word Count: 460

Note: Thank you so much! THIS TROPE WAS MADE FOR CHIFUYU. No one can fight me on this, this hopeless romantic would THRIVE with a soulmate AHHHHHH. Anyway, hope you enjoy! Thanks for participating in my event <3

He dreamt about this moment for years; his parents had their soulmate marks glowing brightly each day. The pair were attached to each other every moment they had, aside from when they went to work. The numerous manga’s he read about soulmates meeting up with each other, made him dream of the day he’d meet his own soulmate…and it had finally come true.

You stared at the man across from you, both of your soulmate marks glowing brightly in the late of the evening. It was just the two of you out in the streets.

You had gone out to a convenience store when your soulmate mark flickered–it was only for a moment and very dull, but it was a chance you thought you’d never get again, so you dropped your items and ran out into the dark streets, hoping to meet your destined lover.

The closer you got, the brighter your mark became as pants came from your lips–you were so close. Chifuyu also ran the second he saw a spark of light emit from his mark, you were close…this was really happening.

One corner later and there you both stood, face to face, out of breath, your matching soulmate marks glowing brightly. The light felt inviting as your other half was finally made known to you; he was handsome and looked kind–exactly as you pictured him to be.

“Hi” you say softly, testing the waters out, he looked out of breath…had he also ran to meet you?

Chifuyu doesn’t hesitate to move closer to you and take you into his arms, embracing you tightly, the feeling of his breath on your neck as he whispers in your ear.

“I've been waiting for this moment for so long,” he squeezes you tightly in his arms as if scared that you’d suddenly disappear like a mirage. “You’re even more attractive than I imagined.”

Those words get your heart racing and your face burning. They said soulmates were destined to be together–their connection made before the other was even born, a connection like no other. Looks like they were right, as the man who held you tightly felt less than a stranger than he actually was–it felt…perfect.

You smile in his embrace, feeling complete for the first time in your whole life. You move apart from him just enough to see his face. “I’m Y/N”

“Chifuyu. Matsuno Chifuyu. You have a beautiful name, Y/N. I can’t wait to call that name for years to come” He smiles back at you, caressing your cheek.

This was the start of something beautiful, something irreplaceable and unlike anything else out there–it was unique for just the two of you. No other love out there was like yours–that’s what made soulmates so beautiful, and together you were just that–perfect.

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED :D

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Posted: 9/13/2023

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sunaluv · 1 year

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I need more “come get your man” posts👏 it doesn’t matter when but they give me life🗣️🗣️

ask and you shall receive

part 1 part 2

pairings: bokuto, baji, sakusa

BOKUTO

“me and kotaro would look good, no?”

the table consisting of you, your best friend, the girl and her best friend turned to look at the girl who hasn’t felt the need to hide her infatuation with your boyfriend.

“what are you talking about?” your best friend.

“i don’t know,” she twirled her locks around her finger, looking upwards in thought. “we’ve known each other nearly all our lives, i feel like it’s inevitable.”

again, silence.

“is that not your boyfriend talking to bokuto right now?”

the girl sighed. “i don’t care about him, after all i just settled. the one i really want is right there.”

you didn’t need to follow her finger to know where it was pointed. the sound of your boyfriends boisterous laughter reached your ears, such an opposing atmosphere to the one you were sat in right now.

‘at least one of us is enjoying ourselves’ you thought.

“he doesn’t think of you that way.”

the tension was suffocating as all three heads turned towards your stern scowl.

her eyes widened. “damn i kinda forgot you were his…” she waved her hand, refusing to acknowledge the fact that the man she wants has already been claimed. “when you’re done with him, send him my way yeah,”

whether the smirk on her face was joking or serious, you didn’t know and quite frankly didn’t care.

before you could retort, a loud voice called over to you. “baby, come here a sec!”

like a flipped switch, the loving smile oh so familiar to your kotaro made an appearance on your face as you left the table, itching to get as far away from the girl as possible.

she nervously watched as you engaged in conversation with your boyfriend and ‘what she settled for’. hands fiddled with themselves under the table as she watched you whisper something to the two, causing bokutos smile to drop, and her boyfriends eyes to harden in disbelief.

three pairs of eyes stared her down, one angry, one disappointed and one challenging.

there was no point in defending herself, she had already known you relayed her message on to her soon to be ex boyfriend, but what hurt more than being caught was the disappointed look that pierced her heart, the look coming straight from the man she loved.

BAJI

"hey girlie can i give you some advice real quick?"

you were dreading this. a small get-together with your boyfriend and his friends suddenly turned into a side eye fest when baji's self-proclaimed 'bestie' showed up. ever since the stern look over she gave you when she greeted you, you could tell she was bursting at the seams to give some 'girl to girl' advice on your outfit choice.

now that baji reluctantly left your side to hover in the kitchen, she made her move.

"i love your sense of fashion and stuff, you know how you just don't care what anyone thinks of your outfit, buttttttt i just wanted to let you know thank kei isn't into that stuff, he's more into the innocent barbie kinda look, d'ya get what I'm saying?"

you gave a once over at her outfit: oversized, pink sunglasses sat atop her dead straight blonde hair, she wore a bralette miniskirt two-piece with an oversized hoodie covering her arms.

not to stereotype, but she's describing herself. maybe not so much the innocence, but the barbie look described her for sure.

"he's also into blondes," she snapped her gum. " since we've been friends forever, i can tell you now all the girls he dated, or showed interest in were blonde. not to tell you to not be yourself or whatever..."

"maybe that's why he went for something different this time," you shrugged. "the ones before me didn't work out."

she played off her surprise with a laugh. "that would make sense yeah..." she tucked her hair behind her ear awkwardly, leaving awkward silence between you.

"why are you guys sitting in silence." keisuke made his presence known, holding two solo cups.

as he walked past, the girl leaned forward ready to thank your boyfriend for the drink, but he walked past her without looking back, making her shrink in embarrassment.

"for you, my lady." he bowed dramatically.

"you're so silly kei," you chuckled, pulling him into you. "hey do you like blondes?"

he almost got whiplash from your sudden change of topic. "i like what i like."

"and what do you like,"

"i like you... i guess"

"what do you mean 'you guess'" you jokingly mocked, hitting him lightly after setting your drink down.

"nothing, nothing" he chuckled, wrapping an arm around you. "why ask anyways?"

you subtly glanced at the girl who watched the whole interaction in silence, shooting her a smug smirk.

"no reason."

SAKUSA

"your boyfriends so good looking," a voice so quiet, you were sure you weren't meant to hear it.

you turned your head towards the manager's daughter who had the audacity.

she jolted at your hostility "did I say that out loud? whoops, I meant the guy next to him."

the practice match had now ended, and sakusa began to make his way towards you as the team now had their break.

"sakusa!" she waved him over, thrusting a bottle towards him. "good work out there, have a drink!"

"no thanks."

he walked passed her and straight towards you, taking the bottle you had brought with you from your shared home.

"would you like a towel?"

damn she was persistent

"no thanks" his voice remained the same. "i'd rather use things i can trust, from my own home."

she watched enviously as he took the towel from your hands, wiping the sweat from his chiselled face. not a word was spoken between you, but the warm and loving smiles and the faint blush covering his cheeks said enough.

"you know i can do so much more for you than she can," she started. "does it not make more sense to be with me? you literally play for my team."

though her words were sharp and precise, they didn't hit the intended target. your face held the same expression, save for the daring look you shot her, challenging her to continue.

before you could speak up to her, kiyoomi spoke.

"you know its better to date someone you love, right?" his mocking words took the same format she used. "and i don't play for you, i play for your father, and I'm sure he would love to hear about his bothersome daughter whose uncomfortable advances are messing with my play." he basically threatened.

if heartbreak had one expression, she would be wearing it. whether it was the way he declared he didn't love her or the way he used her trump card against her, her expression was firm, then slack, then firm again.

her open mouth twitched, debating on whether or not to try to win him back. 'to win his heart or to leave him be, to win his heart or to leave him be?'

'leave him be' she came to the conclusion.

smart girl.

though the tension lingered in the air, she did not speak for the remainder of the day, to you or kiyoomi at least.

"didn't know you had such a mouth on you, kiyo," you smirked, liking this new side of your boyfriend.

his big palm pressed to your face, pushing you away before you could see the way the red on his cheeks deepened.

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okkalo · 3 months

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ran would give you such shit for being shorter than him. you want a kiss but can’t reach? he’s acting like he never heard you, looking around with nonchalance and a smug smile on his face. you pull at his sleeve to further try to get his attention? he thinks that’s cute, so, sure, he’ll look down at you finally. once you repeat that you want him to lean down and kiss you he’ll put on a thinking face, seeming unsure. “the weather’s pretty nice up here, doll, i think i’ll stay up here.” you give him a push to his chest, annoyed by his behavior. and then, only then, will he finally swoop down, taking your hands into his so you can’t push him away, and give you a sickeningly sweet kiss.

#knees shaking #warnings reader is obv shorter #doll used as pet name #ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #haitani ran #ran haitani #tokyo revengers ran #tokyo rev ran #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo revengers drabbles #tokyo rev drabbles

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hash1ras · 11 months

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★ toman members as chase atlantic songs

part 2 | kazutora, mitsuya, chifuyu

full tr inspired playlist here <3

★ kazutora

★ mitsuya

★ chifuyu

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katasstrophy · 1 year

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headcanon that koko falls for you in one night because despite the six figures synonymously associated with his name, you insist on buying him a drink – not the other, “traditional” way around.

and instantly he’s a pile of mush, embarrassingly losing all that silver-tongued charm because you keep fucking grinning at him like an idiot and his eyes are just glued to you like a magnet – a creepy magnet, his thoughts supply, extremely unhelpfully – unable to physically tear his gaze from your stupidly beautiful face. he can’t remember the last time he’s been spoiled like this, if something small (and very, very thoughtful, he thinks<3) such as this even counts, but the night has gotten ten thousand times better since you offered to buy him a drink (he has more money than he knows what to do with, for god’s sake) but he feels all tingly about it, which is amplified further because you’re like ridiculously pretty and not to brag but he’s not so bad himself so maybe this could even lead somewhere and oh my god your card’s been declined you’re broke as fuck holy shit he’s laughing so hard his belly genuinely hurts—

#i have no self control i WILL elaborate on this later !!! that’s a threat !!#the koko thoughts have been thunk but more shall consume me until i write it out of my system #i love him so much he’s a SAP #—tr.thoughts!#koko x reader #kokonoi x reader #kokonoi hajime x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev drabbles

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blueparadis · 2 years

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▏nocturnal melody ▏i.seishu ▏

CWs—female anatomy, explicit smut, nipple play, branding, blood kink, established relationship. word count — 0.6k

notes — this is a part of sizzling sextember + halloween collab.

+ tap here for masterlists.

Seishu was a man of silence, stares, and smiles. It was kind of hard to decipher him, his minimal usage of words and once-in-a-blue moon smiles.The black dragons were up and rising when he joined the clan.

Taiju just had to bark out orders or finalize the decisions, the rest was handled by Kokonoi Hajime, the treasurer, and Inui Seishu, the advisor. Even with that position, he does not have a habit of barking orders, he had his ways to get what he wanted. He is a man of liberal decisions and unbiased negotiations.

Being a singer at a bar, you would occasionally see your boyfriend dropping by with his partner. He was a very professional guy. Even though his emerald gaze was full of lust and longing, he would disappear as soon as your performance was over. Sometimes, he would visit but maintaining various uproar among other clans made him busy.

But today, he was alone. You could not spot Koko behind him when he stood leaning against the door. He grinned when you peeked behind him with doe eyes, saying, “He went to negotiate with the Tenjiku clan” immediately making your confusion sublime.

“But I can’t stay long.”, your eyes darted to the ground as a wave of sadness washed over you and he took the opportunity to have you pressed against his chest with you facing the mirror. He started to graze his nose lightly against your nape making you shudder.

“Stop it Seishu, it tickles”

“It does huh?”, his hands roam near the hem of your top making your brows grow closer in confusion.

“Well, this wouldn’t” and he immediately squeezed your boobs roughly over the cloth making you gasp in rolls of pleasure and pain.

Your arms clung to the dressing table for support as he started to explore your moans and whimpers with his touch tormenting every inch of your needy skin. While you are drowning in pleasure he murmurs, “You look so very pretty. Wish I could show you” but with your eyelids drawn in, you could never have a chance to witness the beauty he speaks of.

You hum at his praise. His hands are now under your top, squeezing and playing with your hard nipples as he starts to trail kisses on your neck. “I... I can’t stand …Seishu… please”, and he hates that he does not have the time to drag you to bed and fuck in all positions till you are glowing in after-sex like pearls of the sea.

He slides his leg in between yours having you arched back. He tilts his head and his teeth dig in your soft neckline making you wince. He should not, he really should not but fresh human blood is nothing compared to your blood, it never will be.

His fangs penetrate your skin yet all you feel is his ravishing love for you. Your muscles feel a little relaxed. Your fingers ran through his blonde strands as a sign of reassurance. As Seishu sucks your blood gripping your waistline, you gasp in and out. Such a sweet melody to his ears.

He pulls away with your blood soaking his pink lips dark red. Before you turn around, you look at his reflection in the mirror. He was so out of breath with eyes drowning in lust and hunger. You grabbed him by his collar pulling him closer to kiss those lips. He moaned as your lips playfully tangled in your lips. You sucked his lips clean and as you felt his sturdy hands on your ass squeezing as he deepened the kiss, you bit his lower lip tasting his blood.

When you break the kiss, he wraps his arms around you resting his head on the crook of your neck.

“Seishu…?”, you cooed.

“I don’t wanna go. I wanna spend the night here”

with that status and power one would be blinded by fame and fortune that'll just make anyone bark orders yet his was a plea not an order.

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network— @tokyometronetwork

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betbeton · 2 years

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𓆱 Beep Beep ♡

Various TR Men Sending Horny Videos and Pictures

Warnings - Various 'Vanilla' Kinks, Post Timeskip

18+ Minors DNI

·GN Reader·

·A/N - the manga fell off but i'm still wilding for these criminals·

HQ Version

・❥・ Masterlist

⪧ Haitani Ran

Sends you videos of his dick casually

Like 'babe should i dye my pubes?' That type of stuff, it's 50/50 whether he's joking or not

Also sniffs your underwear when jacking off for a video to send you, he'd never admit it though

Honestly you should have seen this coming. You've been with him for so many years at this point it should have been obvious what the video he had sent you was, after all Ran Haitani is the biggest brat you have ever been around. He teases and flirts more than he holds normal conversations with you, he also gets into arguments over skin and hair care, but that's not nearly as important as his casual habit of sending you pictures of his cock while at work. Not while you're at work, no no that would be far too normal, he sends them while he's at work. You're surprised he hasn't been reprimanded, though you doubt that would stop him. Right now though your were far more concerned about the background of his dick pic than the cock plastered across the middle of the photo. There were two other sets of expensive looking dress shoes in the picture, one you recognized as the pair you had purchased Rindou as a birthday present and the other you had to assume was Kokonoi with how flashy the shoes were. Then the realization hit you like a train, he had taken a picture of his cock in the middle of a meeting that would be the only explanation as to why the picture was so dark and why there were two other pairs of shoes in the background! You could only hope Rindou yelled some sense into him if he was caught, though you doubt even a verbal thrashing from his brother would set the menace to society on the straight and narrow.

⪧ Akashi 'Sanzu' Haruchiyo

He exclusively sends blurry pictures

He'll get high and have the wonderful idea to booty call you by sending a blurry photo of his cock,

sometimes he'll attempt a naked mirror selfie only for it to come out like a cryptid picture

Head tilting as you tried to decipher what you had woken up to, it was either a close up of your partner's leg or maybe some person he beat up. Whatever it was you were unreasonably determined to figure it out, normally Sanzu would send vague horribly written sexts with his nudes so due to the lack of any high ramblings accompanying the picture you assumed it was of something nonsexual. Padding over to your bedroom your crawled into bed with your phone in hand. Holding it tightly to your chest as you shook Sanzu with you other hand, the man groaned as he rolled over to face you. A lazy grin splitting his scarred faced as he crooned at you.

"What's up ba-"

Not letting him finish you shoved your phone into his hands and popped your burning question.

"Haru, what the fuck is this?"

Blinking several times he squinted at the blurry picture before letting out an almost manic cackle, holding your phone back out to you he enlightened you while gesturing to his covered cock.

"Can't you tell? It's my dick, you can see my left nut in the picture along with my pubes babe!"

Gawking you snatched your phone back and gave the picture a closer look before tugging back the blankets and peeking down his boxers. With an almost sage like nod you fixed a squinted gaze his way.

"I see."

Trying to ignore the rough hand slinking up your arm you tucked your phone back into your sleep shorts, though you fixed a half hearted glare Sanzu's way when he spoke.

"So ... since you already peeked at my morning wood, wanna take care of it pretty baby?"

You didn't even let his smug grin grow into a smirk before grabbing a pillow and trying to suffocate him while he cackled like a loon.

⪧ Hanma Shuji

Mocks you for being horny and a slut while sending pictures and videos of him getting off

Really the king of projecting his ho tendencies onto others, though he'd only do it for/to you

Also makes sure you're in public before sending

It was the sixth time you phone had buzzed while you were out with your friends for lunch, the sixth time you were certain Hanma had sent you either a video or picture of himself cumming. Really the man was a menace to your social life as well as your current sex strike for the last time he did this. Though like every other time before this, the moment your friends had slipped away to use the restroom you tugged your phone from your pocket. Flicking through your notifications you clicked on Hanma's messages with a heavy sigh leaving your lips, luckily your phone's volume had been off otherwise his lecherous moans would have spread through the entire restaurant. Unluckily for you though those three little dots were still blipping away at the bottom of your chat, a sense of unease settled in souring your tepid arousal as another picture of his stupid smug face popped onto your screen. If you hadn't been being harassed by him for the last half hour of lunch you would have swooned at the picture, it was from his collarbone up and if you looked closely you could even see his own cum dribbling down his chin. This man was a menace, a criminal in the purest sense of the word, but he was yours and honestly with how hot and bothered that picture had you feeling you might have been willing to give up your no sex punishment ... for a day.

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