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Hc Shinichiro is the main one who has to deal with drunk Wakasa's thoughts

Wakasa makes him swear to never bring this up again the next day

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While I'm here I wanna talk about Rindou.

I think the years before he meets reader are some of the loneliest of his life. He has ran, but ran's his brother. It's a different kind of relationship. And ran has a girlfriend of his own that he's madly in love with, so he's not always there to keep Rindou company the way it used to be.

He spends his time getting thrown out of various clubs, getting into fights, drinking enough to fall asleep and waste the day away. And sure he turns up for his job but it's something he has to do. He has no interest in anything and most of the time it feels like he's wasting his life away. Deliberately starting fights, going out of his way to take on guys bigger than him just to feel something.

Until he meets you. And it feels cliche that his heart skips a beat when you look at him in the supermarket, your hands accidentally touching when he reaches for a box of cereal. Because you're so pretty in that cute kind of way. Like you break hearts without knowing you're doing it. And he finds himself letting up, stepping away with an embarrassed half laugh.

You take the box with thanks, and wave to him over your shoulder. And even then,with something so small, he feels a little less lonely.

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Kakucho doesn't realise it yet but he's the first "disadvantaged child" that's getting "helped"

He's definitely been drinking after suggesting this

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need someone to whisper “behave” in my ear while their hand slips under my dress when we’re out in public

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"thank you for the pain 'cause it got me going viral"

https://x.com/merururuu

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Idk just ran with a piggy on his lap 🐷

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Feel like this is how Koko wants to sign off most of his bonten emails.

Hc he's the only one there who both knows and cares about financial responsibility and has to deal with sm ridiculous spending requests from the other execs (esp the Haitani's)

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The Haitani brothers from Tokyo Revengers, illustrated by Sui Ishida-sensei (mangaka of Tokyo Ghoul and Choujin X)

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Could i req one of rindou going doimg it with reader the back of his car and he has to take his glasses of bc they just keep getting foggy.

࿐𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛 ; 𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙪 𝙝.⋆ 𐙚 ̊.

cw: oral sex (fem receiving), semi public sex

an: not proofread bc my throat is killing me and it's 3am so I have to sleep lol, enjoy!! wc;587

You hadn’t even planned for it to go this far. One moment you were straddling 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔’s lap in the front seat, lips locked in a lazy kiss that should’ve ended with a drive home—and the next, he was urging you into the backseat with a breathless ´let me taste you'.

And, well...you've never been one to refuse good head from your boyfriend. So now here you are—laid out and panting, your jeans discarded somewhere near the console, panties hanging off one ankle with Rindou’s head moving between your thighs like it’s his job.

"Fuck—holy shit, Rin!" you gasp, head knocking against the window with a dull thud as your fingers latch into his hair, nails dragging through and gripping tight, tugging until it pulls a groan from him. “You- you're so good— fuck, you’re so good at this.”

Rindou hums, smug and filthy, the sound vibrating through your whole body.

"You say that like it's breaking news," he doesn’t give you time to fire back—just dives back in, fingers now slipping between your folds to tease your entrance, spreading your slick while his mouth keeps working your clit relentlessly, flicking it left to right.

You look down, lips parting to urge him on, and that's when you notice.

His glasses have fogged up almost completely, steam blooming over the lenses from the heat between your legs and the humid air in the car. It’s ridiculous.

You burst into a breathless giggle, tugging on his hair again as his lips purse around your clit, giving it a gentle, toe-curling suck. "Rin—" you gasp, "your glasses…"

"I know," he groans into you, still licking, absolutely unbothered. "Can’t see shit."

You laugh again and gently push at head, too distracted now. “So take them off!"

"Nah... I can't see without them either."

"Come on! I can't take you seriously like this."

You're still laughing. That makes him pause, his lips finally detaching from your pussy, his mouth slick with your juices as he looks up. He blinks, huffing as he finally pulls his glasses off with a dramatic click of his tongue. "Better?"

"Yeah... much better," you chuckle, reaching down to smooth his messy hair back from his face just as he leans in, pressing a chaste kiss to your clit. He tosses the glasses somewhere without looking, a soft thud sounding where they land.

“I can’t even fucking see you now,” he mutters, sounding annoyed, almost childish as he moves to kiss your inner thigh, biting gently before dragging his tongue right back through your folds, making you gasp.

You barely have time to process before he’s already back at it. It’s filthier now—loud and wet, all spit and slick and moans echoing off the cramped space, his arms locking firmly around your thighs as he feasts on you.

The pleasure coils tight in your belly, winding fast and hot until it snaps all at once—your body tensing, head thrown back as you cry out his name, your thighs clamping around his head while he keeps his mouth on you, drinking down every last drop of your release despite your squirming.

Only when your body goes limp, trembling beneath him, does he finally lift his head— smirking like he’s never been prouder. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and stretches a little before glancing around the car—spotting his glasses on the floor mat, lenses fogged and smudged beyond reason. You watch, amused and still catching your breath as he picks them up and wipes them on the hem of his shirt like it’s the most serious part of the night.

When he finally slides them back on, he leans down, presses a kiss to your thigh then another to your belly, your ribs, your collarbone. Until his lips reach yours.

“'Can finally see what I’m kissing."

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rindou doodle !! ^^(dont gaf about orchid)

Trained myself at drawing skin

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Thinking about Izana and his strokes.. . like omfg, you know they’re immaculate 🥴 him grinding so slowly with a grin on his pretty features as you whimper and cry underneath him. He has his hand wrapped around your neck, kissing and whispering sweet nothings in your ear as he slowly pounds into you — “you’re so beautiful, mamas,” he says softly, “fuck, like this.. ., so beautiful like this.”

yeah.. I’m just thinking abt Izana and his strokes. 🙂‍↕️

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✩ ˛˚ . rindou makes you squirt for the first time . . .

you’re completely spent.

rindou’s stamina is quite astonishing and the more rounds you go, the less you can keep up with him — you’re on the verge of tapping out.

“think you can give me another one, pretty girl?” rindou huffs as he aligns his cock at your entrance for the umpteenth time. he taps his cock head against your swollen and overstimulated clit, causing you to whimper and whine.

you shook your head, “rinnn!” you cry, “i can’t! ‘m too sensitive!”

rindou leans forward and presses his lips against your jaw, kissing and sucking on your sensitive skin as he slowly slides back into your slippery wet folds, “fuck— but i think you still got one more left in you, babe..” he says, leaning back up and grabbing your thighs to pin them against your chest.

you’re a whimpering mess underneath rindou. all the begging and pleading go on deaf ears as he slams his hips into yours — you feel like you’re being split in half each time he bottoms out.

rindou places his thumb directly on your swollen clit, drawing circles on it.

you feel like you’re about to pass out, but out of nowhere comes a sensation you’ve never felt before. it feels like you have to pee but the feeling is much stronger and different — you close your eyes shut and bit down on your bottom lip and that’s when something happens . . .

your body doesn’t listen to you and starts trembling. “oh— god!” you screamed, back arching up off the mattress and suddenly everything is like a white noise and you’re completely in bliss.

rindou stops his movements and slowly pulls out and again, you’re gushing all over him once more . . leaving him speechless as he try to gather up what just happened.

“holy shit— did you just… squirt?!” rindou asked.

your chest is heaving up and down. you’re so out of it that it takes you a minute to adjust rindou’s words. “wha— i dunno what happened..” you responded, finally realizing that you did indeed squirt, not once but twice.

it feels like a heatwave just hit your face from the embarrassment. you couldn’t stand to face rindou as he stared down at you so you covered your face with your hands.

“don’t look at me like that!” your voice is muffled, yet soft as you spoke.

rindou chuckled, leaning forward to remove your hands from your face. “you’re so cute,” he says, kissing your sweaty forehead then gently kissing your soft lips. “i guess i pushed you over your limits and i’m sorry about that, but it was so fuckin’ hot.”

“you think everything is hot when it’s totally embarrassing!”

“‘cause everything you do is hot!” rindou exclaimed, “like your no gag reflex when you’re sucking my dick or how your pussy kept farting when—”

“okay, shut up!” you squealed, “you seriously talk way too much for my liking.”

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getting pounded into the mattress until i’m crying then being babied after would cure me i think

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man who’s eating your pussy so voraciously he’s pulling your ass off the mattress, got your legs hanging off his shoulders

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when girls say “you’re so tall” it means they want you to manhandle them btw