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#tokyo revengers x crying reader

pinkienoobie · 11 months

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● WHEN THEY SEE YOU CRYING ● TOKYO REVENGERS BOYS ● PART-2 ●

Characters: Takashi Mitsuya, Ken Ryuguji and Chifuyu Matsuno.

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Author note 1: There might be some grammatical mistakes.

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Click here to read part-1

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Takashi Mitsuya

You were looking at the mirror after having a bad day when tears started to roll down your cheeks. You covered your face with your hands, thinking about it made you tear up even more. You looked at the mirror again only to see your boyfriend looking at you. "baby?" he said sounding desperate. "Y-yeah?" you tried to hide the fact that you were crying even after getting caught. "Are you crying, don't lie to me" he came close and cupped your chin. "Mitsuya don't worry about me I am fi-" he kissed you as soon as you were about finish your sentence. "I know you had a bad day". "How do you know?" it was like he read your mind. "Just guessed it, now stop crying". He kissed you one more time and you two cuddled for hours.

Ken Ryuguji

It was like 1:00 AM in the morning and you couldn't sleep. You didn't realized a tear fell on your hand when you were overthinking everything. Your sobs woke Draken who was sleeping next to you. "Darling?" he said sounding sleepy. His half opened eyes widened when he caught the sight of you crying and immediately hugged you. "Y-y/n!? what's the matter darling?". He had never seen you crying before so he tried his best not to freak out. Will rub your back and say sweet things about you. "Sorry babe I woke you up". "It's alright, Don't worry about it". You kissed his cheek "I love you". "Love you even more".

Chifuyu Matsuno

You were very insecure about yourself you often had thoughts like "Is he gonna leave me?" or "Am I not perfect for him?". Your eyes filled with tears thinking about it when a knock came through the door. You wiped your tears with the long sleeve shirt you were wearing and opened it. It was Chifuyu, your boyfriend. "I missed you, Love" he said before kissing you. You wrapped your hands around him "me too". You to sat down on the couch but you noticed he wasn't saying anything and was staring at you. "Chi?" you asked. "Love...were you crying?". You paused for a movement wondering how he found out. "If there is anything troubling you, please tell me" he said getting closer. Hearing this you started crying again and he softly hugged you. After you stopped he listen to your insecurities and showers you in compliments. "Y/N, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met and to me you are perfect". He then took you out for a night ride on his bike.

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokrev #headcanons #mitsuya x reader #chifuyu x reader #draken x reader #crying comfort #boyfriend x reader #tokyo revengers scenario #tokrev x reader #tokyo revengers x crying reader #tokrev x you #boyfriend scenario #pinkie noobie

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kazutora-kurokawa · 26 days

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Baji x Rockstar!Reader

♡ SFW + NSFW, fluff, biting, fighting, oral->fem receiving ♡

note: this was another request that I don't have anymore, also I had an exam this morning and damn near died during it because I can't work under pressure lmao 🥲

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SFW

🔥 Goes to all your concerts and holds up a big ass poster of you with hearts on it

🔥 Will wear a shirt with your face on it, publicly and proudly

🔥 Recommends your music to all his friends and talks about how awesome you are nonstop

🔥 Freaks the hell out when you let him come on tour with you, he's hitting backflips off cars and shit

🔥 Fully prepared to fight your bandmates if they start shit with you (honestly they could just disagree with you about something small and he'd catch an attitude for you)

🔥 Begs you to teach him how to play the guitar, which you do and he's absolutely great at it

NSFW

🔥 Steals you away from practice for quickies

"C'mon cutie, I'll be quick I swear!"

🔥 That was a fucking lie because you two end up going for multiple rounds

🔥 Eats you out right after your shows, even though you keep telling him you have to take a shower

"Stop Kei, I'm sweaty and I wanna take a shower."

"I don't care, lemme taste you princess~"

🔥 Leaves bitemarks on your neck for all your bandmates and fans to see, he'll go absolutely feral if you post a picture showing off the bitemarks

"Look at you showing off those pretty marks I left on you, maybe I should leave a few more where no one can see ♡"

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Taglist

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

#tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers fluff #baji x reader #baji smut #baji fluff #baji headcanons #save me fictional men 😭#Baji's little fangs keep me sane honestly #also been listening to a lot of Alec Benjamin he's keeping me sane while also making me want to cry 🙃#Gabriel has me in a chokehold rn 🫠

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rae-pss · 2 months

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masterlist

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . little something i wrote to help with my inner thoughts. ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . lowercase intended, 195 words, mentions of scars in the forearm, not specified the reason why they're there.

with a fondness almost unknown to you, his hand held your wrist firmly; raising your arm enough to have it close to his face. a lateral movement of his wrist and your forearm was already under his watchful eye. deep gaze that carefully examined your skin, marked by a pain that you never wanted to have to experience again. a part of you that you longed to bury underground forever, but, one more part of you for him to love.

—you don't have to do this. –you tried to reason, not wanting him to be aware of the pain that still resided in your grieving soul.

carefully, his gaze met yours, a prolonged silence formed between the two of you. however, with delicate slowness, in case you decided to reject his actions, he lowered his face until the gentle commissure of his lips made contact with the back of your wrists. unhurriedly and gently, he began to leave tender kisses all over your forearm, paying special attention to the deeper marks that decorated your skin.

—just... –he started uttering. —let me know all the times that, despite not knowing it, i failed to protect you.

satan, mammon (whb); jotaro, bruno, wammu, josuke (jjba); satoru, suguru, itadori (jjk); dante (dmc); dazai (bsd); jack, buddha, qin, hades (snv/ror); mammon, simeon, diavolo (om); giyuu, sanemi, rengoku, akaza (kny); draken, mitsuya, kakucho (tokrev); your favs (<3).

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theanimeroom · 7 months

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NSFW UNDER THE CUT

💎 jailbird!kazutora who never learned how to eat you out.

“fuck, just like that tora,”

your silky, sweet voice left the two-tone haired man moaning into your cunt, lips wrapped firmly around your clit. your hips twitched at the sensation, grinding down onto his face with purpose. his lips loosened their grip on your sensitive bud, parting them in favor of abusing it with his tongue instead, flicking until his head was trapped between the pillowy surface of your thighs. a broken whine rumbled it’s way from your chest, fingers lacing through his black and blonde strands.

fuck, he was so good at this. for him to have been a beginner, he picked up on everything quite quickly. he was silent and attentive as you guided his hands, running them over every last spot that made you tick. by the time you’d let him go, he’d memorized every erogenous zone on you. your pussy was gushing with slick the moment his fingers dug into the flesh of your inner thighs, dragging you towards him near the edge of the bed. you’d only briefly mentioned that the inside of your thighs were sensitive in passing, not expecting him to remember every last detail.

but alas, he loved you, so what else was he supposed to do?

when the tip of his tongue brushed against your sensitive clit for the first time, kazutora swore that he could have come on the spot. you let out the sweetest moan, back arching as you tried to roll your hips up for more. your eyebrows were threaded together, the simple action already leaving you with little air in your lungs. you tasted like heaven when kazutora took your cunt into his mouth, eyes rolling into the back of his head as his hands found their way under your legs. his fingers hooked into the dip between your labia and thighs, forcing your hips down onto his tongue.

you were like an addiction, the moment he got a taste of you he was obsessed, refusing to come back up for air until you were a writhing mess for him. your pleas for him to slow down only sent him into overdrive, your eyes nearly crossing as he forced the band in your lower belly to snap with one final roll of his tongue over your clit. when your eyes accidentally lock while you’re pushing the blonde strands of hair out of his face, he gives you a drunken smile, lower half of his face drenched in your arousal. he could care less though, as your sweet cunt was definitely his new favorite meal <3.

#shitposts 💎#this was written in like 20 minutes 🥸#kind of proof read ig lmao #but i was having kazutora brain rot and conjured this up #can’t get the idea of jailbird!tora out of my brain bro #screaming crying throwing up #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers kazutora #kazutora x reader #kazutora hanemiya smut #kazutora smut

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maenjiro · 8 months

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cookiE and cream 𖦹 headcanons

ft. wakasa x afab!reader

synop + cw: wakasa and his oral fixation aka pussy drunk wakasa is the best wakasa. oral (reader receiving) and everything that may come with that

a/n: hmu if this is any good

old news but this man has THE oral fixation

so he dives in, he takes without asking. anywhere, anytime no matter what.

the gym, mostly the changing rooms otherwise he knows his friend would give him shit for it also he really is trying to be more mindful of other people but again, he has no shame when he's hungry

his house, your house, any place you can have some alone time

he makes you wet with all the shit he’s saying about eating you out

might not even be something extremely dirty but he’s so straight forward he can make you pretty flustered.

gets all frantic when he needs his mouth on you but you're wasting time talking

might pin you against the wall and just get on his knees

lift one of your legs on his shoulder to have more access, closes his eyes and the first moan he lets out is pure bliss

your legs shaking will never be enough for him to stop

or on the bed when he's on top of you, this bitch would lower his head down to kiss you and stop abruptly smirking “whoops, wrong lips”

next thing you know he has your legs on his shoulder and is worshipping your cunt

the rare times he's not in a frenzy to have his tongue make circular motion between your folds he will spread them with his fingers and smile at the sight

low breathy moan against your pussy

moves his tongue like he's starving, he is pussy drunk and he shows it

makes sure his tongue is keeping you all wet and hot

he's messy yet very precise, he knows where to lick and how much pressure will make you see stars

also will prod at your hole with his thumb and keep teasing you around your entrance with feathery touch that will make you clench around nothing (the bastard will smirk against you)

soo i bet he has some tooth rotting nicknames for you and i swear i know he would non ironically call you oreo... and you would tell him to stop calling you that

and he looks at you almost offended “not when i have your legs spread open for me and i’m about to lick your cr-” either you cover your face with the pillow or push his head against your core

endless cycle of him sucking on your clit and poking it with his tongue

overstimulates you and he doesn't even do that on purpose he just loses tracks of time (will make you cum at least three times i'm sorry but i don't make the rules, he does)

you can't even pull away cause his grip on your legs is tight, holding onto your thighs for dear life not to spiral

i wouldn't be surprised if he ended up falling asleep between your thighs

#the oreo thing is canon i know because he calls me that all the time 😔👌#wakasa smut #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev x reader #wakasa x reader #tokyo rev smut #𓏲 𓂃 ✒️ ❛ writing ༉‧₊#writing:// tokrev #feat:// wakasa #lil rant in the tags none will ever see bc anxiety came to visit so yea i feel SO NOT enough for this i wanna cry but wtv #i really feel like an outsider and feel like this is not my place either i rlly don't know why i can't feel welcome anywhere #i just want be at least perceived and have people i can share my interests with and love for characters #but it does always feel left out and like there's no room for me at all – i rlly care about this but idk how to do it

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h3yl4dies · 5 months

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Harsh Apologies 🦋

Summary : you were in a poly relationship with Baji and Chifuyu, but recently Baji died from the latest fight toman had, the day after bajis funeral, you saw Chifuyu sitting outside alone crying as you tried to comfort him but he let out his anger instead.

Warnings ⚠ : cussing, mentions of deaths, harsh words and arguments!!!

Type : Summary Writing

Pairing : Toman!Chifuyu x f!reader

It was the day after Baji's funeral, you were frustrated about 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. You didn't knew how to keep up with your emotions and your work after your boyfriend recently died because of his shitty gangs involving him. The rain was heavy, raindrops streaming everywhere as you glared out of the window trying to get things off your mind, the thunderstorms were loud and heavy, you deeply 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 him. 𝘝𝘦𝘳𝘺.

For a while you zoned out suddenly you heard someone open the entrance of the door of your house, snapping your thoughts away as you turned your attention to the sound of the door opening, you changed your glares as you walked downstairs to see who it was. It was Chifuyu.

"m-matsuno! Are you okay? Where had you been?" You said as Chifuyu grabbed a small towel to wipe all the rain that had gotten him wet, "yeah, I am fine" Chifuyu said as he still wasn't looking at you, continuing wiping the rain that gotten all over his jacket.

"Let me clean you up" you said as you walked towards him, "no, just go do your thing" Chifuyu said as he finally glared at you, there was something weird you felt when you saw his eyes, it didn't looked happy at all.

"W-why not chifuyu? Look.. I know its hard since baj-" before you could finish your sentence, chifuyu shot you with a glare he had never gave you before. "I am sorry y/n but please stop mentioning about him, I do. Not feel good at all, please" chifuyu said as he lowered his hand with the small towel

"But matsuno!! I know you aren't feeling well so let me help you!! " you yelled as he walked away slowly, "fuck off y/n. Please I need some time alone. " he said as he took a cup and filled it with water, still glaring at you as you lowered your head. "Fine. I am going out" you said as you grabbed your purse

"Where the fuck do you think your going? " chifuyu said as he let go of the cup he we'd holding, "somewhere" you said as his eyes widened, "your not going anywhere, it's raining and it's dangerous, you didn't even mentioned anything about going anywhere today. " chifuyu strictly said as he glared at you.

"You didn't say when you were going out either.. Chifuyu.. " you said as tears formed in your eyes "where the hell were you at?.. Did you know how fucking concerned I was for you..? " you said another sentence as tears streamed down your cheeks as Chifuyu trembled a bit. "I am sorry baby, I just felt so stressed when we lost baji, I can't afford losing you again y'know? Your 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. " Chifuyu said as he slowly walked towards you spreading his arms and hugging you tightly as you continued to cry.

Maybe, you couldn't blame him either, 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦-𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘳.

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guav · 2 years

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ᥫ᭡ for haitani rindou,

HIGHWAY SYNDROME

⚠︎ this is so self-indulgent and a vent in disguise; sad & heavy themes, demotivation, self-deprecating jokes; r/meirl, this is just comfort and sap. heavily unedited lol.

rindou swears god picks favorites.

an endless barrage of rain accompanied him through the entire ride to your place, a treacherous journey mostly completed out of sheer spite at the shitty weather. and maybe the slightest of concerns.

now, at your very own home, the eye of night greets him from her spot in the cloudless sky. not a hint of storm, but constellations and even fucking jupiter.

"you made it," you skid out your door in pajamas not meant for the outside. among your disaster of a get-up he can spot a shirt he grew out of years ago. faded, worn out.

rindou revs the engine. maybe he would pick favorites too.

that is, until you lock the door and fling your keys, never to be seen again under the scrutiny of dusk.

any previous infatuation is overridden by complete confusion, "the hell?"

"take me somewhere far."

"what does that even-" rindou stops himself mid sentence. "do i look like a taxi?"

your eyes are lost, clouded with the weight of nothingness. "you act like one—came as soon as i texted you."

driving around the precinct with no set destination is but a common occurrence between you two. a duo of youthful spirits taking the streets by sheer negligence of anyone else in the world.

just yourself and rindou haitani.

the smudged makeup bleeding across your face and eyes says little about high-spirits and more about despondency, though.

"fuck's wrong with you?" somehow it spoke more concern than insult through tone.

"you don't ask questions, you drive."

"you're not even on the bike, smartass."

one blink, the dark streets no longer captivates you enough to keep staring. a second blink and you're now facing rindou, soaked to the bone and missing his frames.

drowned out complaints barely reaching your ears say a thing or two about vexation. his shivering shoulders tell a tale of annoyance. rindou's downturned eyes are a dead giveaway of violet concern.

"seriously, do i need to call someone to come screw your head open?" he's about done with his words going through one ear and leaving right the other.

in a third blink his face meets your palms in a gentle cup. a home made of freezing fingertip walls, weak flooring of grip, a shaking born from unstable foundation.

"you're one of the prettiest things i own," one of your hands slide down his face to the pocket where rindou keeps his glasses dry against less than favorable weather. "i think i like you."

his breathing came to a momentary halt. with skipped heartbeats it's a surprise rindou's facade remains untouched. just get on the bike"

never does his stare stray from your face, never do you meet his eyes. careful not to stain the glass or poke his sides, you slide the frames into place.

"so you admit to being something i own?"

he allows the engine to wake again, making the vehicle slide forward in the slightest and nearly making you kiss the concrete hello. "keep fuckin' playing, just you see."

the motor roars for a great number of infractions. reckless driving, endless exits ignored as the highway extends before you.

it's one of the few times you're sat in front, caged by his arms.

("i can't trust you not to fly away if you ride back right now")

you don't care though, the wind parts at your fingers and that's all that matters. care not for the obvious obstruction you cause the driver, an arm extends to grip at nothing past the bike.

(it took an nth number of complaints before you acknowledged his concerns: "who cares if you can't see shit when i do this? don't you trust me?"

back then rindou accelerated after your accusations, breaching the speed limit by an obscene amount. "not in the slightest.")

the breeze is fierce. if you tried less, could you fly away too? you hum, rindou just does his job of driving in silence.

maybe this is what they meant by being infinite. nothing has ever felt so timeless.

mundane, unique.

a juxtaposition of solitude in the presence of each other.

"kill the engine."

rindou nearly swerves you both to your deaths.

"i'm not gonna ask."

ruler of roppongi, terrified at the prospect of delving into the turmoil that's become of your thoughts.

"then i won't answer, sounds fair."

another set of five minutes is thrown away in pure silence, the rest of the precinct sane enough not to drive at such hours of night.

eternity unshattered.

until it wasn't. "there's gotta be somethin' wrong for you to drag me out like this without talking my ear off."

silence.

rindou tries again, "you're not even wearing shoes."

the pavement is so unkind to your soles. you've decided to ignore the pricking of stray rocks.

"being in silence s'fine with me, just tell me you're actually okay."

chatter, irritation. "i wanna go for another drive."

not bothering to meet his eyes, you take pained steps to ride the bike again. ready to take off wherever else— earthly desires no longer influential in your decision making. merely an urge to be everywhere and nowhere.

rindou blocks your path, bracing you from falling at the sudden collision with his body. "you can't be fucking serious right now."

"i am, let's go."

"i'm not taking you anywhere else," there's an invisible flag which warns of a high tide. a possibility of confrontation and risk of shark infested riptides.

rindou haitani faces them all with just a slight ounce of uneasiness. "not until you tell me what this is all about."

silence, the knot of anguish is bound to slip if you were to open your mouth again.

rindou's fingers come to grip your chin. you didn't know they were capable of such gentleness. "c'mon pretty, let me in your head."

a sniffle warns of the high hazard waters bound to wash over.

opening your arms to embrace his figure would take too much energy you simply don't have. it's stiff just leaning against his chest, but it'll have to do.

"how… how do you manage?"

there's a pause from the man, an unspoken request for elaboration.

"every single day i swear you're seconds away from taking the world by storm with a lift of your finger, fuck, you make it look easy."

a knot claws past your trachea, pushing to be reborn as wails from your heart. "i can barely get out of bed each day, or even muster enough willpower to keep this—this shit cluster of a routine."

you're sure to be victim to early hair loss by the vicious grip your fingers trap your hair in; a single inconvenience away from ripping it all out. "i can't keep up—i'm so tired, rin."

hesitant, careful arms wrap around your back slowly. his gaze lost somewhere far from your figure—pleading for the night's own missionaries, ursa minor, cepheus; any and all, to just give you a breather for once.

"i know, i know."

anyone else getting tears all over his clothes would easily be found in a suitcase within the next few business days. not another single soul has such privilege to stain rindou's jacket and live to tell the tale.

rindou squeezes your shaking shoulders. he can forgive it this one time.

"why would i ever want to have the world if i already have you?" a rhetoric whisper breaks the silence. "that just sounds redundant. "

you can't help but cry harder.

"c'mon," rindou acts quick as your legs grow weak, wrapping them around his waist seconds before they gave out.

were you not concerned for not drowning in sorrow you'd complain about the gesture. a buried fear of inconveniencing rindou having to wait in queue for the fifty-six other problems also awaiting their turn.

("rindou quit it!" you'd squeal, fighting against his arms as they lift you from the ground. "'m too heavy, stop it!"

rindou would always scoff at your stupid claims, as he'd so kindly put it.

"i can bench press three of you—maybe you should come witness that.")

it's good you don't get to voice any complaints. rindou wouldn't know how to put into words the burden you carry weighs more than any physical manifestation of life.

his neck feels like the home you've sought this whole time. even with puffy eyes and a congested nose, it feels right.

blonde and blue strands of hair cling to your wet cheeks. everything might just be okay.

("can we go home now?"

"you threw your keys away, stupid."

"fuck," you whine with elongated vocals, fist pounding on his chest, "why'd you let me do that?")

⠀⠀⠀⠀navi.⠀＆⠀m.list.⠀＆⠀send me an ask!

#hbd stink #rindou x reader #rindou haitani x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tr x reader #tokyo rev x reader #rindou haitani #rindou #tokyo revengers #ROGUEL1KE #this might be a cry for help who knows!

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wazabii · 23 days

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Jealousy? Or Insecurity

Imaushi Wakasa

Tw: jealousy, Sub!Wakasa, use of Babydoll, Haitani Ran x OC, praise and little degradation, Crying Wakasa, female reader, touchy with someone other than their partner, setting switching, smug reader, Dom!reader kind of yapping at the end (tell me if i missed anything) wellcome for the POC readers ;))

Pairing(s): Imaushi Wakasa ; reader

Genre(s) : romance/smut

WC :> 3,379

Enjoy

Wakasa was a simple man. Money, power and pussy. He had it all, and it's safe to say he was satisfied.

Getting women to swoon over him wasn't a hard thing for him to do, unlike one of his best friends (Shinichiro 💀). It came naturally to him throughout his lifetime.

When he was younger, 17 or so , he was already surrounded by women because of his powerful status. Being the former leader of Kodo Rengo and one of the original members of the black dragon's, he was bound to get surrounded by admirer's. Good or bad. And that's how he met his girlfriend of five years.

Of course, before dating him, wakasa made sure you understood his lustful lifestyle. Filled with wine and women and his 'wonderful' vices.

Compared to before, wakasa was definitely more tame in his sex life, only turning to you once in a while when he truly can't keep himself together. But even he, can't help but steal a glance or two, or three....... Or more of wonderful backsides that some women carry. It's one if the many uncountable reasons that he was attracted to you.

Working as a bartender at a world class bar as a side job to wakasa was easy enough. But having tens if not hundreds of beautiful women crowding 'round the place all day, makes it harder for him to work, with them asking for his addy too.

Today wakasa was stressed. His client, at the gym, got into a car crash, and he only knew when his client landed in the hospital. And on top of that, Takeomi got into a fight, though winning, he got badly hurt. So wakasa took a day to distress at the same bar he worked in.

Walking into the bar, he was swarmed by the classy women, young and old, curvy and petite, tall and short. It would be heaven, if he didn't have a girlfriend. He didn't entertain them and just gave the same boring replys, not disrespectful but not enough to continue any conversation.

"Hello","hey","what's up?"

Were his go-to replies.

He walked to the heart of the club, where all the dancers and the bar was closest to. He sat down and ordered a drink.

"1 Night Tripper thank you" he cupped his face with his hand and leaned onto it, lazy eyes glancing around the club.

It was always this face and that face, not a single person he couldn't remember seeing. While he was deep in his mindless thoughts, a pair of brothers sat next to him.

"Hey wakasa! Whatcha doin here?" The infamous Roppongi duo was seated next to him.

"Hey. Had to get my mind off things." His monotonous voice could barely mask the stress.

They conversed for a while before a women in a wine red dress, hardly covering anything, came over and sat on wakasa's lap, her large bittocks pressung against him. Wakasa froze, relishing it the feeling of a nice ass on him. But, regaining his self control, he softly pushed the woman and grabbed the empty chair next to him, sitting her down and continued talking with the brothers.

"Hey [Name]! Isn't that your boyfriend and the Hentai brothers over there?"

You took a peak, and indeed, there were the men that your friend mentioned.

"Amina it's Haitani, not Hentai, that makes a completely new word hun, I'll work on the pronunciation with you later wh-"

"Hey who's that bitch with your boyfie!" Amina jabbed a slender finger in their direction.

You met Amina through a marketing course half a year ago, and despite not knowing her for long, you two were like two peas in a pod, her firey attitude and confident aura intriguing you, her steady, powerful voice when she talks, the unwavering steps she takes as she walks, her down to earth self, made you want to be around her (which was surprising considering your lack of want for people swarming around you), yet not once has befriending her make you regret it.

This time, it wasn't a peak that you made at the men. Your head snapped to them so hard if you weren't so furious it would give you whiplash. 'What in the rubber duckies was wakasa doing, letting that girl practically lay on him!'

"Girl I'll go deal with the lil ass, you go get yourself a fine man k? Infact i feel like you and Ran would hit it off!" Clapping your hands excitedly, but once remembering that you were angry right now, You were about to storm over a confront him, but you decided to have a little fun.

Giving Amina a slight shove towards the older brother cunningly, "Go talk to Ran, he's the one with the cocktail, don't distract Rindou tho, he's talking to wakasa"

Amina stumbled a bit, but was thankful that you encouraged her to talk to the man she's been eyeing all night.

"Thanks babes~ mwah 💋 " she wiggled her fingers in a wave and went over to Ran.

Waving in acknowledgement , you turned back to the scene in annoyance.

Seeing Rindou talk to him, gave you an idea, not the brightest one, but an idea nonetheless.

You've known the Haitani's for as long as you could remember. They saw you at a park when you were young and challenged you to a pull up contest on the monkey bars. They were strong, no doubt, but you being the competitive person you are, didn't stop even when your arms were dying. Eventually, you won, the challenge and their respect. And you know damn well they both love a little drama.

Strutting over on front of the purple haired male, you gave him a sultry greeting. Ignoring the look Wakasa was giving you.

"Hey Rin Rin~" stroking his cheek with your red tipped index finger, you placed a knee right beside his thigh, leaning into him, black-based and gold rimmed cocktail dress enhancing your figure. Sensing your intentions with his drama dececter, he played along.

"Hey bunny, haven't seen you in a while, what's got you in this place" Rindou took his hand and brushed it along your thick thighs, squeezing once he got to the juciest part.

"Just a little bored, wanted to hangout with my girl-" the soft and breathy tone contrasted the hard smirk that was plastered onto your smug face when you heard a screech come from the chair behind you, the chair Wakasa was sitting in.

Wakasa couldn't handle it anymore, how could you! Right in front of him too? He stormed to the dim exit of the club, fiotsteps so heavy, that if you stood near him you could feel the vibration in the floor.

Grinning at Rindou, you knew your plan had worked, you pat his shoulder before pinching his cheeks between your pointer and thumb.

"Thanks Rin, we'll catch up next time kay~?" Rindou nodded in reply, a Cheshire grin taking over his usual stoic expression.

"Tell me how it goes" he winked before gesturing you to leave.

"Go get 'im!" I gave a firm nod, and waved good bye to Rindou, Amina was keeping Ran busy so o didn't try to interrupt their time together.

I walked after the jealous man, a slight skip in my step, knowing i had him right where i wanted.

I saw wakasa walking towards the bus stop. Amusement was evidently plastered on ny face. Softly i walked after him, and hooked my arms around his waist. Hearing a soft gasp from him i chuckled to myself. I lifted him up bridal style and walked back to the Kawasaki Ninja H2R. Keys in mouth, and a crabbed Wakasa in my arms.

"What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way" I airily sighed. Wakasa only crossed his arms, hands clenching the sleeves of his shirt, jutting his rosy lower lip out, forming a cute pout, if not for the situation at hand.

I put the man down, and cliimbed onto my beloved bike, Wakasa gingerly following after. He loosely gripped onto the clothing resting on the side of my hips.

I started the bike, letting him do whatever he wants, 'hmph! Lil boy gon' regret this' i smirked cynically, thankful that i was the driver, rendering my boyfriend blind to my actions. I was crusing for around 5 or so minutes and put my plan into action. I leaned slightly forward, not enough for him to notice a difference, and 'SCREECH' a sudden speed up and swerve of the bike made wakasa clutch onto his lover for dear life.

"[NAME] WHAT THE FUCK!" his gruff hands gripping onto your stomach, squeezing so hard, it made you wince a bit. Legs clammed to the sides of the bike, and best of all, lean arms crushing my curvy waist. I let out a boisterous laugh, into the wind it flows and then its gone. From my side mirror i see wakasa give me a soft smile but quickly replace it with a grumpy frown.

As we arrived, wakasa hopped off the bike, while i was turning off the engine. Swaying his wide hips, and strode his way to the front door.

He opened the door and started to go straight to bed. Huffing and puffing as if explaining his displeasure to me. I tsked, swooping him up from Infront of him, making him cling onto me instinctively. I grinned wildly to myself, and locked the door with on hand. Taking him up to our bedroom, i roughly sat him on the bed.

"Care to tell me why the waist of a bitch was in your grasp?" I asked, angry of course, but i wanted him to explain.

"WHY'D YOU CARE" Wakasa raised his voice at me challengingly. I quirked an eyebrow up.

"Why would i care? Well maybe because you're my BOYFRIEND?" I was livid, what in the world was he thinking!

"You want attention? Strip." Wakasa looked confused at my words.

"Did i fucking stutter baby?" I cooed sarcastically. "Strip."

Wakasa shakily took off his fishnet shirt, revealing his body that was once scattered in love marks, now completely bare. Then he unbuckled his belt, and took it into his hands. Not going to lie, it was crazy sexy, belt in hand, red in the face, leather pants hugging all the right places, especially his thick ass. God how i wanted to grab it. He peeled off the tight pants too, leaving him in short, tight lace boxers.

"Did i tell you to leave anything on your body?" I gave his ass a quick smack, quickly placing my finger in his waistband, I pulled it back and let it go, hearing a lovely gasp from him. He huridily ripped off his black boxers, hands practically quivering, from excitement or fear, I don't care. In spite of me being vexed, i still adored him. So i took it as my job to calm him down.

"Calm down babydoll, I'm only going to teach you a lesson alright? You feeling good?" I combed through his silky smooth hair, tugging on it slightly. "Y-yeah, m' sorry" the zebra 🦓 haired man stuttered in his quivering voice.

"We'll talk about why you're sorry later okay baby?" I softly slapped his face. "You let another women get all over you cuh' you were deprived righ'? I 'pologize f'that babydoll, works been callin, but i managed ta'get the next few day off f'ya" i caressed the spot i slapped lovingly, "righ' now imma show ya'don ha'ta go to other women kay~ cuh' babydoll can com'ta me kay?" Wakasa nodded softly, to every beat i said, a thick coat of pink painted his face.

I took the stunning dress off myself, leaving me in red, silk underwear, I placed him on the bed, and stood between his legs. Taking his milky calves, I placed them on my shoulder. "I won't stop till the break of dawn makin love to you baby"

Wakasa's dick was stood, slightly curving to the left, crying white. His thighs were flexing, while his arms wrapped around his chest. Vibrant violet eyes crystallizing with his tears. I looked at him expectantly, and he unwrapped his arms on instinct. I pulled him closer to me, leaning down to kiss his tears away, and scratch the back of his soft neck. I moved vertically, moving my wet mouth to his nipples. I sucked on it softly, earning a well deserved moan. Just to get revenge, i bit on it, not enough to bleed, just enough to make it hurt. Wakasa jerked upwards, eyes blown wide, pupils doubling in size, a raspy howl escaping from his voice.

"Hush up babyboy" I mumbled against his chest, kissing the spot i bit. I tipped back, to capture him whole with my eyes. I let out a soft heave, "you, you look beautiful, the sole reason my eyes exist, are to admire you" while talking, i caress his glutes. "Thank you, i wonder why you even chose me."

At his words, my eyes widen. He looked so.... Down. I thought of everything, starting from the club, his words, his actions, to now. It all added up.

"I mean, you're ethereal, amazing hair, lovely eyes, proportional nose, plump lips, symmetry is proven with your face! The best body any woman could have! You could have anyone you want, hell, you could even have Johnny Depp in his prime! How did I end up with you?" Wakasa was sobbing, the more he thought about it, the more worthless and low he felt.

"Babydoll, I chose you, you're beautiful, in and out. Fashion sense is immaculate, unlike most men, lean not over the top muscle, and can fight, heavenly voice, if i lost my life yet you're talking to me on my deathbed, baby I'd say, heaven can wait. Don't even get me started on your personality!" I tugged him closer to me, caging him in my arms, reassuring him that im not letting him go anywhere.

"I'm not the jealous type, but what's mine, is mine, and stays mine. And I'm sure as hell ian' letting you go. End of story." I placed soft kisses on his temple, whispering sweet nothings to him, holding him tight. Slowly yet surely, he was calming down.

"You rock my world babydoll, and you're gonna keep rocking it till you can't no more" i fell into the cloudy mattress with him under me, clinging on as if he lets go, I'd decay into fine salt.

I softly pushed him down so i can get up. "Take it off~" Wakasa whined as he tugged at my bra. I smirked endearingly, "take what off babydoll?" Wakasa was getting frustrated, the water that had dripped onto the ground, almost returned back to his indigo eyes. I slightly panicked, "Don't cry baby! I'll take it off im sorry" although nervous, i still giggled. I unclasp the back of the chest binder, freeing my breasts. Wakasa earnestly gazed at them, and pounced.

Throwing my head back, i moaned. The sound making Wakasa jerk up, dick slapping my bare cunt, suckling on my tits as if i was gonna produce milk.

"Doll, t-th~ha that's eno~oHhh" i pushed his head back, despite his soft protests. Wakasa gripped onto the back of my thighs, hips bucking up frantically. Holding down his hips, i told him, "dolly, i needa' open m'self up f'ya, you're big~" i flicked the pink mushroom tip of his long cock, his veins pulsing, it was obvious he was desperate, but I wasn't going to break my ribs just cause he was craving, and i didn't prep myself.

Sitting vertically opposite to him, i took two fingers and spread myself open, showing him my glistening pussy. Scooping up some of the honey that's dripping, and took it near my face. Opening my fingers, i watch as the string of necter attach from on finger to the other, i brought it into my mouth, maintaining eye contact with Wakasa, i sucked on the juices sensually. Bringing my saliva-coated fingers down to my hole. Massaging the gummy walls, going faster and faster. "Oh~hHh Waka~aHhh" "[N-Name]~ p-please~ i wannah' cum~"

The once tears of saddness quickly trned to tears of despration. Watching you, neck cranned back, hands working away on your pussy, juices dripping like a creak, hips jerking, made him want to bury himself whole in yout warm cushiony and inviting pussy. Wakasa stroked his lengthy cock, bucking his hips into his large hands, wishing it was your warm cunt instead. He was so close yet so far.

Promptly, you ceased your movements, causing the sweaty, glossed man follow in dubiety.

"c'mere baby" You pat the pillowed spot between your legs, loving the way that the love of your life follows order so well, in bed at least. Hair drooping, saliva dripping and the sounds of Wakasa's whining filled your senses. Encouraging him to relax, you croon "that's it baby, slowy does it".

Once Wakasa kneeled between your bare legs, you laid a pillow down for him to rest his head on.

"you good there doll?" reciving a nod of affirmation, you continued your ministrations.

Spreeding your prepped cunt for him to see turned the pussy craving man get hungrier, his normally droopy eyes blown wide, lips swollen from him biting it. He tried to sneakily buck his strong hips up, but you stopped him right before his tip touched your folds.

"a-ah-ah~ patience doll" Not giving him a mere second for him to process your words, you slammed yourself down on his grith.

Shamelessly rolling your hips up and down on his grithy length, pussy smashing his pelvic bone. A course of "y-YEAHHH~"'s and "NgnG"s forced themselves out of your mouth, the pure lust and passion oozing in the air can even make Asmodeus say hell nah.

Riding dick wasn't easy, but for the ethereal beauty under her, [Name] would do anything. For his pleasure she could slave away anytime. Cause at the end of the day, to [Name], a happy lover, a happy life. Getting to hear his sounds of love and appreciation, was enough of a reward for her, in fact, she couldn't ask for more.

"Pretty bitch, perfect doll, jeal-haah-jealousy is one h-nhg-ell of ah~ one hell of a disease h-huh." Panting as it felt as if his cock was prodding at my lungs.I noticed a little bulge in my tummy, as I pressed on it, it gained his attention. Moaning,he started to buck his hips up even harder. This time i couldn't stop him, as i was getting tired and restless. I ket him do what he want.

I flipped us over, making me place myself under his strong arms. I grabbed a handful of his ass and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in even closer, burying his stem inside my soft, gummy walls.

He pounded his dick into me, not wasting a fraction of a second, gritting his teeth and gripping the sheets. The steel bedframe clashed and clanked with the brick wall, probably irritating the single 26 old neighbour with a dead girlfriend. the neighbour with blue eyes and black hair.

"Please! Please-Please, Please" The whines and wails of Wakasa almost drove you off the edge if the earth, barley stopping before reaching the ledge.

"Cum!" I gripped his tousled hair and pulled, making his head snap back and his back arch, leading his chest to crash into mine, and causing him to bully his dick even further into my cunt.

"YESS/FUCKK" both individuals moaned simultaneously, the sound coming out as bell chimes and harp strings up in heaven. Pure ecstasy flowed to every inch of their bodies, the passion staying throughout the night yet the lust slowly vanishing.

The night ended with one lovers feelings solved, and both cradled in the others warm, homey, inviting embrace. The glow of the sun of dawn shinning through the silk curtains, and the soft, dank night disappearing into the horizon lulled both the lovers to sleep.

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"GIRL YOU PROMISED TO TELL ME THE DETAILS. RAN AND AMINA HAVE BEEN GOING AT IT ALL NIGHT AND NOW I NEED A DISTRACTION! DON'T IGNORE ME JSBSHDGSKBCSKSMNDDJLSN"

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pinkienoobie · 11 months

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● WHEN THEY SEE YOU CRYING ● TOKYO REVENGERS BOYS ●

Characters: Manjiro Sano/Mikey, Hanma Shuji, Keisuke Baji

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Author note: I have made a part-2 of this scenario so please check that out too.

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Manjiro Sano

You were curled up in your blanket when he saw you. "Y/N..." he said softly as he sit beside you. His eyes widened when he heard your sobs. He didn't said anything because he understands that you need space. After some time he hugged you. "If there is anything bothering you you can tell me Y/N". He asks if you want to go out. If you say yes then he will buy you snacks and take you on a date to comfort you. If you said no then he'll try to make your favourite food at home, watch movies with you and cuddle as he comfort you.

Hanma Shuji

"Babe are you crying?" he said hugging your curled up figure. "Hey babe you know I hate it when you're sad so please stop crying". You came out of the blanket and hugged him tightly. He rubbed your back and whispered sweet things in your ears. Once you finally stopped crying took you for a walk outside and hold your hands.

Keisuke Baji

When he hears you sob he will panic. He had not comforted someone before but he will try his best. Says things like "Whoever has made you cry is going to get his bones broken" or "Should I call my gang to beat up your bully". Is going to shower you in kisses and cuddle you. "Hey Y/N want to eat some Yakisoba?". He will feed you with his hands and will playfully tease you.

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #baji keisuke x reader #hanma x reader #mikey x reader #tokrev x you #tokrev x reader #boyfriend x crying reader #comfort #tokyo revengers headcanons #crying comfort

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chaotic-neutral-fanfics · 1 year

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Vulnerable

Mitsuya Takashi X Reader

Warnings: Size kink, Vibrator, Crying, Sub drop (?), Aftercare, Pet name “Princess”

Word Count: 583

A/N: This is my first piece of this kind of writing in a year, so please forgive me for how short and awkward it is. Thank you.

Small. You felt small.

Usually, your size difference with Mitsuya was enough of a turn-on to have you tugging at the fly of his pants all by itself, but today was different. As you started to come down from your final high, the vibrator between your legs was turned off and set on the bedside table. You were facing Takashi's chest and your fists still clutched tightly to the fabric of his shirt. The hand that had previously held the buzzing toy to your clit now came to rest on the small of your back. All of a sudden, you realized tears were streaming down your face. Despite your confusion, the salt solution continued to pour from your eyes. You didn’t feel sad… just small.

His broad frame seemed to engulf your smaller one. It wasn’t just your stature that felt diminished compared to Takashi's, it was also your strength. You knew he was stronger than you, but the reality of how stark the difference was hit you out of nowhere like a brick. Your mind flashed to the bruises his fingers would leave after sex from holding onto your hips and just how easily he could choke you with one hand. As this almost crushing sense of vulnerability set it, you found yourself crying harder.

You wanted to do what you always did when you needed comfort, snuggle into Takashi’s warm embrace but this almost prey-like fear was preventing you from doing that. Takashi was equally if not a little more confused than you were. He was caught off guard by your sudden outburst and had no idea how he could help you. Stuck in this awkward position, he decided to just not do anything and let you guide the situation.

Although hard, you managed to start calming yourself down enough to the point where you could bury into Takashi’s welcoming body. He quickly got the hint and wrapped his arms around you, cradling you in a tight embrace. Your tears seemed to dry up eventually, and you found yourself shaking instead. At this point, your brain felt cloudy and incapable of thinking any complex thoughts. Mustering up the bit of strength you had left, you pushed yourself away from Takashi slightly and croaked out “w-water?”

Takashi didn’t say anything in response, wordlessly helping you into a seated position leaning against the headboard, and handing you a glass of water with a straw in it. He sat up next to you, remaining silent. Takashi knew you, and he knew that you would talk when you were ready.

Once your thirst was taken care of, you uttered a quiet “Thank you,” handing him back the glass which he set on the nightstand once again. You both sat there, the silence filling the air wasn’t uncomfortable, but rather uncertain. Your brain was far too tired to try and convey what had happened in words to Takashi. Takashi on the other hand was smart enough to not demand an explanation. Finally deciding to speak up, you asked “can we watch a TV show?” Takashi was a little surprised at first, he figured you would want to talk about the prior events, but if you weren’t ready, he was going to respect that. “Sure, Princess. What do you want to watch?”

He reached for his laptop, setting it in between you two and subsequently initiating your normal aftercare routine. While the events of that night’s intimacy had not exactly been normal, both you and Takashi were feeling a lot better.

#cw crying #cw sub drop #cw size kink #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #takashi mitsuya x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #cw princess #cw pet name

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bunnyyamor · 2 years

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It was a known thing that u didn’t sleep w underwear on. U learned it’s good to let her breathe. So when u met draken and u both moved in together u had to tell him that u slept w no undies. Babes, wasn’t a problem for him. Or was it? It would be so fuckin hard for him…literally. Ur sleeping, sound asleep. Blankets off cuz it was summer, ur sweating hot. Draken is only in sweats and he just cannot go to sleep naur it ain’t happening bc ur ass is literally grinding against his clothed dick and u ain’t got panties on. Ur literally taking his already hardening cock between ur ass and pulling and causing friction. Ken looks between u two and blows out a grunt. It feels good, “y/n, baby, wake up. Look at what ur doing to me.” He’d laugh. That’s when he would notice nah u out cold. He would look around and then have a smirk on his face. Evil smirk. He’s lick his fingers and raise ur leg a little. U would stir in ur sleep and make cute little noises making Ken shush u softly, kissing ur forehead, “I know baby ur so tired. But just take this in. Atta girl,” his two fingers would play w ur clit and pussy, playing with ur soft folds and his fingers rubbed ur clit in a circle. “That’s it baby.” He’d whisper in ur ear as he licks his fingers again to then put them inside u. Finally u moan in ur sleep and r groaning back and forth, biting ur lip. Draken lazily pumps his fingers in and out, causing ur pussy to get wetter and wetter. “Mmmm draken,” u subconsciously hump ken’s hands. “That’s it sweetheart, u can take it.” He kisses ur neck, smelling ur kitties scent already in the air. Finally he can tell ur almost there and glides his wet fingers a little faster back and forth, ur leg up by him holding it. Ur pussy clenches against his fingers and ur toes and face scrunch a little. U make a hmmm sound of satisfaction and draken puts ur fingers in his mouth to taste u. He loves now he has ur smell all over him. He looks down to see u made a little stain on his sweats and he too as well. His precum seeping thru his pants. When he looks up he sees u, eyes open half lidded w a smile on ur face. “That’s felt good, babe.” U would chuckle. “Now let me do the same to u.”

#tokyorev thirst #cry baby *🧸*#tokyo revengers smut #draken smut #draken x reader #ken ryuguji #ken ryuuguji x y/n #ken ryuguji smut #ken ryuuguji x reader #ken ryuuguji fluff #ken ryuuguji imagines #ken ryuuguji x you

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mytaiyakeylover · 1 year

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