#Tokyo Revengers hcs

[sednas]

𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋

// get yourself some milky tea, grab a blanket and a stuffed animal, because it's about to get soft \\

⠀ૈ☆ ft. mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, kazutora, mitsuya, hanma, ran, rindo, smiley, angry x gn!reader

𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 asks you to play with his hair when he's tired. he secretly loves when you style his hair into a little bun or two cute pigtails. "how do I look? hot I hope." "you're the cutest gang leader I've ever seen." he cherishes these little moments.

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 can't be angry at you for too long. even when he has a good reason he can't help but smile when he hears you say you're sorry. if he decides to stay mad at you for a little while he will loose focus on everything he's doing and he will think about you during the whole day. you have him wrapped around your finger even if he will never admit it.

𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 takes pictures of you when you're not looking. he does it when he finds you very cute on the moment, like when you're petting a cat, brushing your hair or simply doing something you like. these pictures are often terrible, blurred because he took it too fast but he still uses them as his phone wallpaper. he blushes really hard when you catch him taking the picture, and even more when you see his wallpaper of you.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 made a playlist of songs that remind him of you, it's basically some chill songs, with relaxing beat and soothing lyrics but sometimes more happy tunes, because you make him feel at peace with himself. but he's definitely too shy to send you the link.

𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀 asks politely for kisses. he always asks for your consent before kissing you. moving his head a little closer to yours, he lets his eyes trail slowly over your lips and finally raises them to your eyes. "can I kiss you precious?" "why do you always ask?" "I don't know, maybe one day you'll get bored of me." "I will never get bored of you takashi." he smiles and brushes his hand over your hair, bringing your face closer to finally put his lips on yours, pulling you into a heated kiss.

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 sends you a photo of everything he's doing during his day. sometimes it's the picture of a cat, with the caption 'he's cute, like you', other time it's a terribly taken picture of baji chewing on noodles. you're his photo diary, you could easily do a photo novel with all the pictures he sent.

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 offers you gifts when you least expect it. three months ago he saw you looking at that thing with dreamy eyes. being an impatient little shit he took your arm to drag you along with him, saying that it's a waste of time and money. and here he is now, handing you that very special thing you saw three months ago. "you-you shouldn't have..." "take it already. or else I'll sell it." he's probably gonna ask for a kiss as a way of thanks.

𝐑𝐀𝐍 loves to give you compliments when you least expect it. you're reading a book, focused and silent, when you hear him say: "you look really cute with you brows all furrowed like that~" destabilizing is his favorite thing to do. "aw and look at you, don't be flustered, it'll only make me wanna tease you more ♡"

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎 touches you when he's thinking deeply about something or when he's lost in his thoughts. his hands mindlessly wonder over you, sometimes he plays with your hair, twirling strands of hair between his fingers, or intertwined his fingers with yours as he reads something, completely focused. once he notices what he's doing with his hands he removes them and seems shocked of his own actions. "that's okay, you can keep playing with my hand." "I wasn't- umm fine..."

𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘 kisses you whenever he passes by you. a quick peck on the forehead, a wet kiss that sounded so obscene on your neck, or instead of simply kissing your cheek to greet you he gently takes your hand in his to kiss your knuckles. a cute menace.

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 pulls at your clothes when he's too shy to directly ask for your attention. it's very gentle tho, sometimes you barely notice it, he seems like a lost child waiting for you to pick him up, well, a child who is 5'7" tall.

soft headcanons part one

a lovely reminder that reblogs and comments are highly appreciated ♡

tr masterlist

[sungie]

WHERE THEY KISS YOU [TOKYO REVENGERS]

includes: ran, rindou, kazutora, hanma, inui, koko, chifuyu, mitsuya, shinichiro, sanzu

cw: fluff, slighly suggestive

a/n: and my first tokrev piece! i hope u enjoy <333

masterlist

HAITANI RAN – your hairline.

He’s terrible, really. Cradling your face in his hands, only to barely brush his lips to your hairline with the awful excuse that he’s just too tall to properly kiss you. At sight of your scowl and failed attempts to tug him to your face, he simply smirks and presses patronizing kisses to the top of your head. “If you really wanted me, you’d just grow taller, baby.” 

“I’ll fold your kneecaps if you don’t bend over.” 

Ran chuckles. He considers it (he really does), then shrugs. Just how far can he push before you snap?

“I’d like to see you try.” 

The grin on your face turns downright wicked.

Do it, he thinks. You wouldn't dare.

You do. He watches in amusement as you pull out your phone, scrolling through a long list of contacts. “Pity. I’ll just have to ask Rin, then. Do you think he's into sloppy seconds? What about Haru? Mikey? Oh, maybe Kaku?”

Ran chuckles darkly. "Absolutely not." Rin? Haru? Kaku? He hates the way their names sound on your tongue. He surges forward to press his lips to yours. His mouth swallows your words, admonishing that wicked smirk with a breathlessness that leaves you wobbling on your feet.

He swipes the phone out your hands, only to slyly return it to your back pocket with a hand that lingers much longer than it should. He pulls away, teeth grazing at your bottom lip with a glint in his eyes. “That wasn’t very nice of you, now, was it?"

HAITANI RINDOU – your neck. 

Rindou wraps his arms around your waist and droops his head over your shoulder. He scowls at the chatroom displayed on your screen, matched with that stupid daddy’s money he’s grown to hate over the past week.

Isabelle the 4th and you … the loves of my life.

Rindou scoffs. "Pay attention to me," he grumbles. "I'm way better than that pixelated asshole on your phone." He does his best to hide it, but the subtle hints of a whine drag at his words. "Reminds me of Koko. Why couldn't you have gone for that hacker with the tattoos, or something?"

"Later, Rin, I'm about to unlock his bad ending. The red ribbons are so hot, here, look."

His bad ending? Red ribbons? Rindou's moving before he can think twice, his head nudging closer to kiss against your jugular. He feels the gasp shivering across your body before he hears it.

"I'd never give you a bad ending. Just so you know." His lips drag down your neck, taking time to worship the skin above your collarbone.

"It's not a bad ending, just a more exciting one–"

Rindou wraps his arms around your shoulders to tug you flush against him and nips against your skin. 

At your shriek, his lips suck at the mark, sharpness fading into a dull ache. “Exciting, huh? You still gonna play that game while I’m off?” 

Your laugh makes his heart swell. You turn to press a kiss to the bridge of his nose, tossing your phone on the couch. “No, no, you’re my favorite, Rin.”

“Thought so.” 

HANEMIYA KAZUTORA – your earlobe.

“Looks pretty on you,” Kazutora muses, gazing at his earring dangling from your ear. “You know, if you wanted to match you should’ve just said so.”

He laughs at your expression, thankful you can’t pinpoint the blush heating on his skin. Leaning in even closer, he blows at the earring, amused at the way it sings with sudden attention. Would you make pretty sounds for him, too? Before he knows it, he’s pressing a kiss to the top of your ear, peppering his lips against the ridge until he reaches your cheek.

At your whine, he pulls away teasingly. “Hm. Should I kiss you?” An amused smile tugs at his lips. “I don’t know … you did steal from me, after all.” 

HANMA SHUJI – your hands.

Hanma kisses the back of your palms. Worships them, revers them. Praise overshadows the underlying sadism of what it means to trace the outlines of sin and punishment against your uninked skin with his tongue. "So soft," he murmurs against you, but you're not stupid, and you must know he means, "so innocent." And not for long.

By the way his hands grow bolder and attention trails elsewhere, his intentions grow clearer with each sear of his mouth. As he makes a pass at your lips, he finally gets a taste of that brattiness he's been after for so long. He grins as you evade him to coyly whisper into his ear. "I know what you are, Shuji. Can't fool me."

"Oh? ♡ And what's that?"

"Cute. I know a perv when I see one."

He'll give it to you, that's for sure. Because you're half right. After all, it takes one to know one.

INUI SEISHU – your wrist.

"That feels nice." Inui presses his lips to the jut of your wrist, folding to lean into the palm of your hand. "Don't go," he whispers into your skin, "stay." He struggles to stay focused, but Inui knows that even with eyes half-lid and sleepy, he can still manage to gaze at you with a quiet intensity that leaves you stuttering.

At your lack of response, he flushes. His hand automatically presses against yours, wary that you'll mumble some excuse to draw it away and dart out the room. "What," he murmurs, "am I not allowed to show you affection?"

Your eyes look like they'll fall out their sockets. "No," you finally say, "no, it's nice, you just, you're never this shameless about it–"

Cute.

"Oh," Inui chuckles. His eyes crease and that stoic facade of his finally crumbles as his lips tug into a faint smile. He presses another chaste kiss to your wrist, reveling in the way you gasp. "You haven't seen me shameless yet."

KOKONOI HAJIME – your jawline.

"I don't think I heard you right," Kokonoi teases. His arms hang above you, effectively pressing you into the wall as he grins, running his tongue between his teeth. "Wanna try again?" He nudges closer to nudge fervid kisses along your jawline. "Don't disappoint me, baby."

Your laughter softens his gaze. He presses his forehead against yours, amusement reflected in his eyes.

"Koko."

"Ah, ah." His fingers tilt your chin up, thumb gently running against your bottom lip. "Wrong answer."

"Hajime," you give in. "Hajime, it's your turn to wash the dishes."

Kokonoi can't resist anymore. He kisses you, one hand supporting the back of your neck, and the other cradling your cheek. "Of course. That wasn't so hard, was it?"

"Kokonoi," you taunt again, for good measure.

"Nope," he says, gently smushing your cheeks together. "Don't start."

MATSUNO CHIFUYU – your fingers.

Chifuyu plays with your fingers, barely touching them, but interlacing your hands all the same. He runs his thumb along your knuckles, tracing infinities across your joints.

Your mouth is moving, but Chifuyu isn't listening, at least, not really. He's too focused on how soft your skin feels against his, how light his chest feels when he's with you.

"Are you even listening to me?"

He smiles at you, eyes twinkling. "No."

"Chifuyu!"

He presses his lips against each fingertip, peppering kisses across the back of your palm. "Sorry," he murmurs, "I got distracted." He looks at you for a couple seconds, then shrugs guiltily. "You just make me really happy."

He almost whines when you pull your hand away from his, only to press them against your face. Your fingers peep open a crack to expose your eyes. "Flirt," you mumble.

Chifuyu blinks for a few seconds. And then he laughs, gently prying your hands from your face. "So cute," he murmurs, tugging you closer and pressing his lips to your temple. "If it makes a difference, I'll listen this time."

You start talking again, and Chifuyu tries to listen, he really does, but he's staring at your lips now, and he's wondering why he didn't kiss you earlier. He wonders how mad you'd be if he interrupted you a second time.

MITSUYA TAKASHI – your forehead.

Mitsuya presses the last jewel to your skin, then dusts a faint layer of glitter beneath your eyes. Your skin feels soft against his fingertips, so soft. He lets himself look too long, and he feels a pang of guilt when he watches you attempt to press your hands to your face in insecurity.

He nudges your hands away, pressing his lips to the spot between your eyes. "Don't hide," he murmurs, "you're gonna turn a lot of heads tonight."

The familiar spark remerges behind your irises. "You know I only have eyes for you, Takashi."

Mitsuya is too late to hide his smirk. Maybe he doesn't need to. He feels sorry, he really does, for the people too late to realize you already have a boyfriend. "Have fun, baby. Wanna make a bet on how many free drinks you can score?"

"Stop," you whine, "you're so full of it."

"No, I'm telling the truth–"

"Uh huh. My boyfriend's such a smooth-talker."

"Okay, wait."

"Waiting."

"You're beautiful."

Mitsuya laughs when you playfully swat him. "I'd kiss you goodbye, but I'm not messing up your look. Don't worry too much, I'll do it later."

SANO SHINICHIRO – your temple.

Shinichiro sighs as you tug him back toward you. He raises your enjoined hands and lightly twirls you around, a lazy grin resting atop his features. "What?"

The look upon your face makes him falter. “Be careful, Shin. Promise me.” 

Shinichiro stares at you for a long second, face softening. He won't deny it feels nice to have someone look out for him. But he doesn't want to see you look so worried.

At his nod, you lightly grip his collar, pulling him down to gaze into your eyes. "Shinichiro. Promise."

“I will. I promise.” He tugs you closer, lips pressing against your temple. "Always, for you."

He stumbles as you wrap your arms around him tightly. "Love you," you murmur into his shirt.

He smiles, head resting atop yours.

SANZU HARUCHIYO – ...

“Kiss,” you tap your lips.

Sanzu grins, greedy fingers tugging your chin forward. His breath fans against your skin, eliciting goosebumps. He leans closer, lips barely brushing against yours, until he pauses, eyes devious. "No."

[everafterkeiji]

Hello! Could you write anything about just sitting on their laps? with Ran,Rindo,Koko and Hanma?

this is very cute fnefjen thank u so much for requestingg this, hope u have a fantastic day and ily alwayss mwahh!! (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡ Rindou's part was short sorry

𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐏𝐒

PAIRINGS: Koko, Ran, Rindou, & Hanma x gn!reader

GENRE: fluff fluff fluff, slight humor

PART 2

♡ 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎, at first was a bit hesitant because to him, this simple act of movement was about to impact on his heart. He'd have to make sure you were always okay with him pulling you in or just sitting on his lap when any other seat was taken.

- Obviously he was new to this, you could feel it through his quick paced heartbeat but smiling to yourself, you wrap his stiff arms to your waist and he looks at you, confused.

"Is this really okay?"

"Koko, you've been with me for six months."

- He gets used it eventually now that he's gotten past that barrier so he makes the most out of it.

- When you're reading a book on the couch as he peaks over to your side to read whatever you were reading but he's having difficulty with trying to keep up with his position so you turned to him chuckling. "Fine fine, I'll be right there."

- You fixate yourself on his lap, with your body turned to the side while you hold the book closer to the both of you as both his arms snake around your waist, pulling you closer while you were slightly flustered at how his hands began to caress your waist.

- Soon, he always finds a way to let his hands slip under your shirt just to rest his hands on your bare waist and hip. Most importantly, your stomach when his arms were around you. He loves to keep it there, often tries to tickle you which results to you falling off his lap and onto the couch and the battle continues on.

- He likes to rest his chin or his cheek on your shoulder and pouts for no proper reason. He just likes how warm and soft your clothes are that he's willing to fall asleep just like that, embracing you like a teddy bear that he'd never let go.

"Why are you pouting?"

"Just wanted to."

- When he's excited (this is so fvcking cute), his hands on your waist would tap your stomach or continously raise his both hands in a movement going up and down while his eyes twinkle in anticipation at watching a movie or when he receives good news.

- If you're facing him while still sat on his lap, he likes to roam his hands from your shoulder down to your thighs and he just closes his eyes and rests his head on your chest as you embrace him.

"You feel so nice, also is that a new body wash?"

- Loves to pamper kisses to your nape, neck, and shoulders. It throws you off how he does it dozens of times.

"You smell like caramel" *smooch* "Oh and cinnamon?" *smooch*

- I feel like Koko would be into you doing your own eyeliner so he's inviting you to do it to him and you get too hyper that you're bringing multiple colored liners.

"Don't move or flutter them open." You instruct him as he nods and closes his eyes with his hands on your hip while you start the process of drawing the line on him, following the natural shape of his eye but you suddenly stop when his hands cascade to your thigh.

"Oh sorry, did I move?"

"No..yes."

- (DUDE imagine sitting on this mans lap while he's counting his STACKS)

- From my previous statement, he low-key tries to hide how cool you actually look when you're sat on his lap just counting the money he's gotten from his little tricks. He'd be really distracted because you just look so attractive that it loses his train of thought and he can't respond to you.

"Right, so that was the one you got from the alley last night?"

"Sorry?"

- Probably the best part of his day because he gets to joke about it around you while you help him.

"Koko, would you lend me a shit ton of money?"

"What's the purpose?"

"Just cause."

"Then no."

♡ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 already knows of your consent so he didn't need to worry about it, he's just having fun anyway.

- When he's on his phone just scrolling through funny videos and he laughs at one of them right at the time you passed by him so he instantly pulls you to his lap and just goes, "Babe, look at this idiot."

- He always does this, pulling you out of nowhere and just nuzzles his head on your shoulder and smiles at your scent.

"Aww, is that perfume I got you on your birthday?"

- Loves to tickle you like no tomorrow. You hate it, he knows that but when he sees you all happy and laughing, catch him doing that until you're at rage.

"Shuji, stop."

"Shuji huh? Thought my name was babe~"

- He likes to minimize your options when you're looking for a seat, a cocky ass smirk and he's just looking at you until you thought of something.

"Well, it's only my lap." He says with a toothy grin as his expression drops when you sit on the floor and he instantly scoffs but ends with a pout which made you laugh.

"You think you're witty?"

"No but you sure do look cute while you're grumpy, Hanma."

"You're not helping..but really I look cute?"

- He, out of all the cute things to do, likes to bite your shoulder. It's unnecessary and a threat all at once because when you're focused on something and he just adjusts your shirt to the side then takes a bite of it like some apple.

"HANMA! WHAT THE FUCK!"

"I really like that body wash you bought, you taste like it too."

- Afterwards he tries to apologize by replacing those barbaric ways by kissing your neck instead but soon, he falls asleep with his head on your shoulder making you sigh.

- On the other hand, he loves to have you falling asleep on him on his lap. He's too familiar with your habits before you doze off. It starts of with you sitting while you faced him, like an embrace. He was watching a movie that he knew you didn't like that much but you chose to stick by him. He was running his hands to your hair, something he loved to do and by then he's just whispering utter words when nothing exciting comes from the television.

"Love you, angel." He says, kissing your hair while he could feel your head drop to his shoulder and hears slight snores from you then he turns off the T.V and carefully lies down along with you before pulling the blanket to cover you both.

- He tries to avoid smoking when you were around so after he does smoke, he's making sure that scent doesn't stick to your skin when he kisses you again or when you were close to him.

- He likes to pat your thigh when you're sat on his lap, he does it when he's pissed off or just making sure you're not bored out in a meeting.

- Lastly, he loves having his hands on your bare waist, tracing the rim of it's shape with his index finger and falls in love all over again as he whispers,

"Gorgeous."

♡ 𝐑𝐀𝐍, this is another variation of Hanma. He tries to act so nonchalant about it but he just loves to see you get startled at how he pulls you down just like that.

- It's not even cute, this man follows you as you walk until he has his arms around you lifting you the plunging onto the couch like a wrestling move so you land to his lap and he's chuckling like a fool.

"I call that the cuddle tackle."

"Ran, that's how you beat people up."

- Another act of love he does is biting your shoulder.

"You little shit." You groaned, a hand to your shoulder while he laughs.

"It's called love language."

"I didn't know you were a dog, Ran."

"My little chew toy~"

- Despite his lean and really tall figure, he clings to you like a child. Slender arms with hands intertwined circling your stomach and an affiliative smile on his features like he wasn't an executive of a top gang.

- At first, he didn't want to get too attached knowing he really wasn't the ideal type of man for you, carrying a reputation that doesn't look too pretty for you but after a long night of frustration all he can ask is for you to embrace him on his lap. Biting the inside of his mouth, he knows he won't be able to stay that much away from you.

"I wanna stay with you." He whispers while you nodded. "I'll protect you."

- Back to the happy days, you better be ready to be a hairstylist. You're going to braid his Rapunzel ass hair for days.

- "Stop leaving braids to your hair when you're going to sleep." You bid, combing his hair still fixated on his lap. "Good morning to you too, angel."

- Style his hair, put clips on it—do whatever because he loves watching you, sneaking pecks to your lips as you french braid his hair into two.

"Ha! Gotchu."

♡ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 feels a bit shy but he can't really complain nor deny how good it feels to have you with him in such a way.

- "Are you okay, Rin?" You asked him, sat on his lap. "Yeah why?"

"Cause you're not holding me?"

- When you tell him not to worry, he does listen—he really does but there's still that one second hesitation because he knows he's not meant or suited for this type of affection but even himself doesn't know he deserved it.

- He doesn't really like to be that intimate in public because there was always enough time to do it inside his room without limits or stares from people who judge you two.

- When their isn't a brawl or a worry in his mind, he slumps his cheek to your back and just lets his hand play with your own, tracing endless circles to your palm so you turned your body to him, placing your hands in his hair.

"What's on your mind?" You asked him, continuing to calm him. "No one else but you." He mutters, sighing in to your shoulder with how he's finally given up on trying to act so tough all the time.

- He's growing more confident as days pass so when you're in the kitchen just readying the table and he's already glued on your back, smiling in content.

"Look whose come around now." You joked to which he didn't take lightly as a smirk tugs on his lips. "Okay then let me take it back." He says before carrying you over his shoulders and throwing you on the couch so he tackles you into a fit of side pokes to your stomach while you laughed as you fought back by sitting up before hoisting both your legs on either side of him, tickling him as well.

"I hate mornings now." Ran said entering the room with a disgusted look with a coffee in as you and his brother look at each other then looking back at the other Haitani to say the same thing at the same time.

"Piss off, Ran."

- He likes to run his fingers through your hair when you're studying, still on his lap. He'd attempt to braid them or try to tie it as perfectly as you do but it just doesn't look as neat.

- He likes to peak his head over your shoulder, just randomly propping his head on it when he hears a reaction from you by a video you just saw. "Huh? What's that?" He'd usually say.

- He loves to feel that you're there beside him. It's often that he'd doze off at such a comfortable position but when your head lands to the pillow beside you, he can stir in his sleep when he feels how absent your body was so his eyes flutter to open, looking for you. He sees you've fallen to the bed so he smiles and turns off the light and coming to your side once again.

"Goodnight, Y/N."

TOKYO REV : @strawberrieas @kwrg @raya-sano

OVERALL: @stesphy

[p-antomime]

ㅤ𔘓 ─ ##. bonten boys with a partner having a baby fever!

ㅤ𔘓 ─ ##. manjiro, haruchiyo, ran, rindou, takeomi, kokonoi, kakucho.

𖦹 content: nicknames, breeding kink, creampie, ofc mention of baby fever, slight degradation, implied cum play, cunnilingus, impregnation, implied overstimulation, praise kink & worship, mating press, orgasm control.

request. | tokyo rev. masterlist!

ㅤ🏷 tagging: @festive @eriskaitto @wakasa-wifey @haruphilia .

❝ Babe... ❞, you called him breathing heavily and feeling his hands squeezing your breasts hard while his mouth was busy biting and molesting your neck.

Your knees were resting on the mattress of the bed below you both, your tired and sweaty body busy riding on the lap of that same man whose hands had already explored every inch of skin present on you, the sound of flesh hitting flesh reverberating through the room and legs trembling from having to support your own weight after long minutes of having him fuck you relentlessly.

❝ Yes, pretty? ❞, he replied moaning against your neck as he felt you tighten around him as soon as your ears caught the nickname he used.

❝ We can... ❞, shame burned inside you and your eyes darted to the flushed and panting face of the man below you, your body suddenly stopping moving up and down, ❝ A ba-mhm, w-wait! ❞, he put his hands on your hips to make you start bouncing on his dick again and your thoughts became completely shuffled.

❝ Oh, don't be distracted by me, keep talking, I'm listening to you, princess ❞, he spoke with eyes fixed on the way your pussy was engulfing him.

❝ Fuck! W-wait, I cannot... ❞, his hands held you still as he continued to pound inside you reveling in the way you could barely formulate your sentences right, ❝ I wanna... a baby-mhm, c-can we? Please? ❞

An amused laugh escaped his lips and the next question made you moan loudly with the tip of his cock rubbing against your cervix and pushing you into another orgasm, ❝ Pretty girl having a baby fever? ❞ and soon after he would continue fucking you harder and harder talking about how he would fuck his babies into you and leave you completely full.

Was there any doubt that he would take full advantage of your baby fever?

ㅤ⋕ HARUCHIYO, RINDOU, manjiro.

In fact, the question of ❝ Can we have a baby? ❞ was precisely what brought the two of you to this situation.

Him with his arms forcing your legs open almost to the limit between comfortable and painful and you taking him deep inside you in a mating press position. His cock coming quickly out of you only to be buried in your heat even deeper and harder than before and you feeling your head getting dizzy with pleasure.

The way your walls were sucking him in deeper and deeper was almost driving him crazy now, it was impossible to cum anywhere but inside you, stuffing you to the brim and then soon after sticking his fingers in your pussy to make sure you had drained every last drop.

❝ You're a cumslut, my cumslut, aren't you? ❞, he whispered close to your ear and grunted as he heard you call his name in the form of a slurred moan, almost a purr, ❝ How long have you dreamed about this, hm? With me giving you my babies and filling you up so well? ❞

You were trying to babble that you wanted his babies, wanted him to fill you completely until you leaked and he needed to fill you again to make sure he had impregnated you completely, but the only things that escaped your lips were moans, whimpers, disconnected words and the name of the only man who was allowed to cum inside you without fear of the consequences of it.

Your legs wraped around his waist and as more minutes passed, the more your hips tried to force themselves up to decrease the small seconds his cock spent outside your cunt. You wanted more. Faster, harder, more pressure, more of anything he could give you or force inside your wet pussy.

❝ Plea-ahn! Gimme... give it to me, p-please, I need it! Need so bad! ❞, you gasped below him as the knot in your belly grew tighter and the arrival of the impregnation was getting closer and closer.

⋕ RAN, MANJIRO, kakucho, takeomi.

His lips kissed your crotch after he had eaten you out until you were about to cum and he had deliberately left you without reaching an orgasm only to hear you whimper in frustration and watch you try to push his face toward your dripping pussy again with your hands tangled in his hair.

And you were facing a baby fever from the last time you two had sex and he had used a condom and your eyes were fixated on how much cum he had thrown into that protection.

You wanted all of it inside you, leaking out of your entrance. You wanted his babies and to try to have them until both of your bodies collapsed from exhaustion. But even then, there was still some shame in asking him for it. What if he refused?

❝ What's bothering you, my pretty little thing? ❞, he asked making a trail of kisses up your neck as his hands held your legs open and his dick began to rub between your wet folds. ❝ Tell me, want me to stop? ❞, you moaned denying with your head.

❝ Can you...❞, you batted your eyelashes innocently, letting hands rest on his hips to pull him closer, ❝ Cum inside, please? ❞, he suddenly raised his eyes to face you and seeing a mischievous smile appear on his lips, your eyes darted to the side shyly, ❝ Wanna have your babies ❞

And he caught your face forcing you to look at him before kissing you and slowly sinking his cock inside your pussy that swallowed him completely. You moaned against his mouth and your eyes rolled up as nails dug into the skin of his lower back.

❝ If you wanted to become my breeding doll to have my babies you should have asked me after, princess ❞

⋕ KAKUCHO, kokonoi, takeomi.

[starjaeyun]

TYPES OF CRUSHES

how they are after finding out you have a crush on them

𖦹 various tokyo rev x gn! reader

𖦹 warning/s : cursing/use of profanity, mentions of humiliation

𖦹 basically them as my old crushes,,this is how my old crushes reacted when they found out i have a crush on them lmao

𖦹 Inui, Rindou, Draken, Choji, Kakucho, Takeomi, Taiju, Wakasa

probably didn't know you exist until someone told them that you have a crush on them. will start paying attention to you. small hi's and hello's when you two see each other around, small smiles here and there. shows very little emotions but they still acknowledge your existence

𖦹 Takemichi, Izana, Hakkai, Angry

starts to wonder what made you fall for them, it would even go to the point that they'd ask you what you liked about them. they'd even ask you if you're sure that you like them bc they think you're just using them for either a dare or you want to be close to someone they're close to. would most likely thank you zone you 💀

𖦹 Chifuyu, Baji, Hanma, Ran, Sanzu, Smiley, Mikey, Shion

teases the living crap out of you like "soooo you like me? likeee 'like like' me?" once you say yes, they'd start shouting and laughing like a mad man that makes you regret your decision of confessing to them

𖦹 Hanma (again), Kisaki, Ran (again)

now this guy. this guy is a motherfucking asshole. they're the type to get your hopes up, treat you as if you're their girlfriend/boyfriend then BOOM! they'd just....leave. no notes, messages, calls hell they won't even talk to you in public. (if they're more of an asshole they'd sweet talk you in chat then ignore you in public, act as if you don't exist might humiliate or make fun of you if you try to talk to them saying that they don't even know who you are)

𖦹 Shinichiro, Senju, Mitsuya, Naoto, Takuya, Hina, Emma, Yuzuha, Mikey, Baji & Chifuyu (after teasing you), Draken & Inui (after weeks of small gestures he'd finally talk to you), Kazutora

THESE PEOPLE ARE THE BEST!!! they're absolute sweethearts! they'd treat you sooo good that it'd just make you fall for them even moree~ they'd spend majority of their time with you, showering you with affection and taking their time to get to know you. most likely to reciprocate your feelings ♡︎

𖦹 Kokonoi, Kisaki (again), Ran (again), Rindou (again), Shion (again)

the one that would have a crush on you the moment you no longer have a crush on them 💀

© RAIKIRII on tumblr | do not copy, translate or repost

[ranspuppyboy]

I refuse to go MIA for 3 months again so here's my dumb attempt to make content no one asked for

BD 1st GEN X "im pregnant"

(in which they are whipped for you and you find the least emotional way to let them know you're pregnant)

☺︎Shinichiro

☺︎Takeomi

☺︎Wakasa

☺︎Benkei

i forgot to tag my bd fucker bestie 💀 @kallikrein

[beautifulblhell]

When They Are Sick 

Ft: Draken, Mikey, Sanzu, Chifuyu, Baji, Hanma, Ran, Rindou, Kokonoi

A/n: not like I’m up at 3am typing this, nope, not at all 😀 time doesn’t exist for me

Draken (Ryuguji Ken)

The sound of metal tools clinking echoed throughout the garage.

“I’m fine.”

Such words have never been further from the truth. You looked at your boyfriend in exasperation. His face was flushed red, his breathing was laboured, but here he was, still working on the motorcycle in front of him.

“If that’s the definition of fine then they need to change the dictionary,” you said. “Look, just stay in bed and let me look after you. Taking a day or two off isn’t going to affect your work that much, is it? You have been working so much for the past few weeks.”

Mikey had called you earlier saying Draken had come down with a cold but refused to rest. You hurried over, and it was exactly like Mikey had said. No matter how much you tried to cajole him, or even got angry, Draken kept on working.

He shook his head adamantly. “You should go home. You might catch my cold if you stay any longer. And don’t worry about me, I just need to sleep it off and I'll be alright tomorrow.”

Which was hard to believe with how stuffy his voice sounded, but you knew he wouldn’t relent. Your shoulders dropped in defeat.

You stood up, and surprisingly, Draken followed suit.

“I’ll walk you home,” he said.

You shook your head quickly. “It’s fine, I would feel better if you could get some rest instead.”

He tousled your hair lightly, “I can’t let my girlfriend walk alone down the street when it’s so late, can I?”

He smiled that smile of his that made everything seem so much brighter, and you couldn’t bring yourself to argue with him.

But his steps were unsteady, and before you even reached the end of the road, he suddenly collapsed.

“Ken?!”

You rushed up to him. Even through his clothes you could feel how hot he was burning up. You tried to lift him up and get him back to his place, but you staggered under his weight.

“Ken!”

No response.

Your mouth became dry, and you felt your heart taking the expressway straight into your stomach. The only other time you witnessed Draken collapse was when he got stabbed by another gang. You shook your head, trying to shake off the memory superimposed on him. However, you couldn’t stop your hand from shaking.

“Ken-chin?” You whipped your head around in the direction of the voice. Mikey was standing there. Relief flowed through your veins when you saw him.

“Mikey! He just suddenly collapsed!”

“Here,” Mikey draped one of Draken’s arm around his own shoulder and lifted him up.

“Ahh, Ken-chin, you are so heavy,” Mikey sighed, but he carried Draken easily back to his apartment.

“I should have made him rest no matter what he said,” you bit your lip in frustration as Mikey dumped Draken on his bed.

“Ken-chin just overworked himself. He’s going to be alright. You know he’s strong.” Hearing Mikey’s calm voice settled your nerves slightly.

You reached out to wipe off the beads of sweat rolling down Draken’s temple when your leg bumped into his bedside table. A magazine fell off with a thud. It opened up to the page Draken had stuck a brightly coloured index sticky note. You picked it up, glancing at the page without a second thought. The bold words scrawled across the page with the familiar handwriting you would recognise anywhere made you freeze.

Mikey followed your gaze, and a wry smile came up his face.

“Ken-chin just wanted to make you happy, so don’t be too mad at him when he wakes up, okay? I’ll go get some medicine, so look after him for me.” The door closed softly behind him.

Alone, with Draken’s strained breathing, the back of your eyes stung. You gripped Draken’s hand, leaning your forehead against his hand.

The page featured a designer wedding dress. The one you would look at time again and again. It was beautiful, the intricate details were mesmerising, however, you knew it was way out of your budget so you never said anything to him.

‘Buy it for her’ those words were scrawled on top of the page.

“You idiot,” you whispered, your voice shaking, and you struggled to hold back your tears.

“You would look beautiful in it,” A finger gently brushed away the tear trailing down your cheek. You raised your head, surprised that Draken was awake. He looked weak, but he was facing you with a small smile.

“Nothing is worth it if you have to pay with your health,” you sniffed. “I was so worried.”

His big hands ruffled your hair. “I want to give you everything you want, because I love you so much.”

Mikey (Manjiro Sano)

The cold Mikey was suffering from was evident in the husky way his voice sounded when he called out your name. However, there was this uncertainty in his voice that made you frown.

“In here!” You replied from next to the stove, wondering what was wrong.

He came into the kitchen with his blanket still wrapped around him.

“Sorry, did I wake you up? I wanted to make you something to eat while you slept. The porridge is almost done, so why don’t you lie down back in bed and I’ll bring it to you?”

He didn’t answer. Instead, he came up to you and embraced you tightly. He hid his face in your neck so you couldn’t see his expression.  

“Mikey?” His arms were trembling ever so slightly. “Are you alright?”

There was a pause, as if he was trying to ascertain that you were really there, then he said, “I had a bad dream. Then you weren’t there when I woke up,” his voice was hoarse.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you replied quietly. Your hand gently ran through his hair. “You are burning up, I’ll get you a cold compress.”

His arms refused to let you go. Then after a while they slackened, and he obediently trudged back to bed under your lead. You laid the cold washcloth against his forehead. His eyes were glazed, perhaps still seeing the remnants of the dream he had. As you got up to leave his hand suddenly grabbed yours.

“Stay,” he whispered. It sounded more like a plea, and his black eyes wavered as he looked at you.

“The porridge is gonna get burnt if I leave it on the stove for any longer.”

“I don’t care, I’ll eat it even if it’s burnt, just stay with me.”

“I will,” you say back down, and gently brushed back the strands of hair stuck to his sweaty forehead. His eyes started fluttering shut.

“Don’t leave me,” he mumbled.

“I won’t.”

As if soothed by your words, the furrow between his brows finally smoothed. He brought your hand next to his face, and with your hands entwined, he fell back asleep.

You simply watched him sleep, praying that this time he would have a happier dream, and never left until he woke up again.

Sanzu Haruchiyo

It was rare for Sanzu to catch a cold. And it worried you to no end when he didn’t respond to your messages. Luckily, you had a spare key to his apartment because no matter how much you knocked he didn’t answer.

“Haruchiyo?”

What greeted you was silence, but the lights were on so you knew Sanzu was in.

You walked into his bedroom. In the middle of his bed was a big lump covered with a blanket. You poked at it quizzically.

“Haruchiyo, what’s wrong?”

You waited. But he didn’t reply. You pulled out the peach flavoured jelly from your bag and held it out like an offering toward the blanket.

“Look, Haruchiyo, it’s your favourite!”

Slowly, Sanzu emerged. His lips were pulled downwards, and he seemed to be in the middle of sulking.

You sat by the edge of his bed and handed him the jelly and a spoon. Sanzu took it without a word, and slowly started eating it.

After he finished, handed you back the empty container, and laid back down with his back to you.

You simply sat there and waited. Sometimes all you needed to do was wait for him to speak on his own.

“Supposed to get a day off on Saturday,” he finally muttered under his breath. “I thought I would get everything done so they wouldn’t call me back in on Saturday.”

You cocked your head to the side. “Did you have something planned for Saturday?” You weren't aware Sanzu had plans for the weekend.

Sanzu didn’t immediately answer. Then he spoke so quietly that you nearly didn’t catch his words.

“I wanted to take you on a day trip to Kyoto since you wanted to go there.”

Hearing those words, your heart swelled up with love for him. You leaned towards him.

“Say, Haruchiyo? I don’t mind where we are, as long as I can see you I’m happy.”

Sanzu’s head whipped towards you, his eyes wide, then he suddenly pulled the blanket over his head.

“Haru? Are you blushing?” You teased.

“I’m not!” The retort wasn’t all that convincing seeing it came from inside the blanket.

“Then let me see your face,” you tried to pry the blanket off him, but he had a tight grip on it.

Then suddenly, the blanket was pulled over your head.

“Hey!” As your eyes tried to adjust the darkness, a hand cupped your cheeks.

“You could be more selfish, you know,” he muttered.

You placed your hand over his. “Then let me stay with you for the rest of the day.”

Matsuno  Chifuyu

Chifuyu had been quiet during the last few days, saying he was busy. When you went to the pet shop he worked at the owner said he was on sick leave.

Worried, you head over his place. You knocked on his door.

“Who’s there?” A voice croaked out.

“It’s me, Chifuyu.”

He yelped out your name in surprise. “G-gimme a sec!” What followed was a series of thudding noises. Then the door flew open, and a panicked Chifuyu stood at the doorway with several masks on.

“Why are you here?”

“I heard from your manager that you were ill so I came to check up on you. Can I come in?”

“S-sure. Ah wait! He handed you the box of masks. “I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want you to catch my cold,” he said with his eyes trained on the ground.  

Chifuyu stood at a distance from you as you unloaded your bag. He seemed to feel guilty that you were here, but happy at the same time.

“Say, Chifuyu,” you looked at him while you were preparing your drinks.

“Hm?”

“Why are you wearing that green onion around your neck?”

“Oh this? He pointed at the vegetable wrapped around his neck. “Baji said it will make me heal faster,” he answered with a bright smile, and you didn't have the heart to tell him it was only a myth.

Baji Keisuke

“Keisuke.”

Baji, who was standing on the top of a pile of beat-up delinquents, turned around to the sight of you standing there with your hands on your hips, and a bag containing cold medicine and drinks in your hand.

“Fifteen minutes,” your voice was flat. “I went out for fifteen minutes to get you some drinks, and when I come back what do I find?”

“It’s just a cold,” Baji scowled, kicking someone’s arm out of the way as he jumped down, but all the while with his eyes averted.

“How are you going to get better if you keep getting out of bed?!”

Baji pulled his hair tie loose, his wild black hair cascading down. “I’m sweating it out of my system,” he said with a scowl. “Look I’m fine, aren’t I? Plus it sucks just to lay in bed all day.”

He did seem to have recovered. Except the moment he stepped foot into the house he suddenly collapsed.

You sighed heavily. You knew this would happen. As it did for the last two days repeatedly. At least this time he collapsed inside the house so you didn’t have to embarrass yourself in front of his neighbours with the sight of you dragging him back inside.

Then you dragged your out-of-battery boyfriend back to his bed, all the while wondering if it would be a crime if you chained him to the bed to prevent him from escaping again.

Hanma Shuji

“Shuji, are you still alive?” You called out into the dark apartment.

Hanma had messaged you earlier, asking you to drop off some drinks for him since he wasn’t feeling well.

The lights inside his place were all off. Only the silence answered you. You weren’t too worried since Hanma tends to switch off his lights normally anyway. Makes him able to think better, he had once said. Not that you believe that, since he only thinks with adrenaline.

You walked across his apartment until you reached his bed. Hanma wasn’t moving. You were about to reach out to shake him when a pair of arms suddenly shot out and grabbed you.

“Woah!” Your vision tilted, and in the next instant you found yourself lying in his bed with his arms around you.

“Took you long enough,” Hanma‘s lips brushed your ears.

You tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but his arms were like steel. After a few seconds of futile struggle, you gave up. “What if I catch your cold?”

“Then we can both stay in bed together so I won’t be bored.” Hanma answered sleepily.

“So what do you want me to do to keep you entertained? Sing you a lullaby? Tell you a bedtime story?”

Hanma squeezed your cheeks, his eyebrows furrowed. “What am I, five?”

“Mentally, I would say yes. But sometimes I even doubt that.”

Hanma scowled. Then he broke out into a cough.

“Do you want a drink?” He didn’t sound too well, and you tried to get up to fetch him something to drink.

“‘Sfine,” he answered once his cough subsided, his arm pulling you closer to him.

You glanced up at the dark ceilings, knowing you won’t be going anywhere soon.

“Okay, I’ll tell you a story to pass time.”

“What, about an evil monster kidnapping a princess?”

“Maybe I should. Now hush and listen. Once upon a time…”

Hanma yawned. His long arms were wrapped around your back. Soon, his breathing became steady.

The thick curtains blocked out any light from the outside, so you could only faintly see Hanma’s sleeping contour.

You kissed his warm forehead. “Goodnight, Shuji.”

Ran Haitani

“C’mon, aren’t you going to feed me?” Ran opened his mouth expectantly.

Seeing you hesitate, his gaze dropped sadly. “I don’t even have the strength to lift my arms anymore,” Ran sagged further down in his bed as if to prove his point.

He lifted your hand and placed it on his forehead, “I’m burning up, aren’t I?” He whispered. It was true. His temperature doesn’t seem to be going down. He looked up at you with upturned eyes, and you found that you couldn’t refuse him.

Finals had been hectic for you, so for the past few weeks you didn’t have much time to spend with Rin. The day after your exams were over Rindou told you that his brother was ill, though you could hear a hint of skepticism in his voice.

When you went over to check on Ran, you did indeed find your boyfriend lying on the bed.

You picked up the bowl and held out a spoon of the peach you had peeled for him. Ran swallowed the spoonful. Perhaps it was because you haven’t seen Ran in a while, but you felt more embarrassed than usual. You pulled back the spoon too quickly, and some of the juice dribbled onto your fingers.

Ran’s fingers caught your wrist, his tongue followed the path where the juice spilled.

“Ran!” You tried to pull back your hand in embarrassment, but his tight grip on you prevented you from escaping.

“It’s sweet,” his voice was husky. His eyes flicked up and met yours as his tongue traced down the length of your finger. The heat from his mouth seemed to be burning down your hand to your cheeks.

“Not gonna waste a drop, especially since you peeled it for me,” His tongue ran over his lips, and he finally let your hand go. You flushed, hoping he wouldn’t be able to hear how loud your heart was thumping.

“Why are you looking away?” His long fingers caught the tip of your chin, so you had nowhere to look but at him.

“It’s embarrassing, Ran,” you mumbled.

“Cute as always,” he chuckled.

“I love you,” his gaze was feverish, whether from his fever or from his declaration of love to you, you weren't sure. “Do you love me?” The way his low voice was reverberating by your ear was in no way helping in keeping your heart calm. His thumb brushed across your bottom lip.

“You know I do.”

“Say it.”

“I love you, Ran.”

“Good girl,” the corner of his mouth lifted up. He slowly brought his lips next to yours. If any one of you moved slightly, your lips would be touching.

Ran’s phone suddenly rang at that moment, making you jump. His eyes narrowed. He gazed at the caller name then pressed the end call button.

“Should you pick it up?” You asked.

“It’s nothing important,” Then he turned to you with a smile, “Would you be able to buy some of the ice tea from the convenience store for me? I think I ran out.”

“Sure,” you hurriedly left, glad to have some time alone after the turn of events.

You sat at the stairway with your hands on your chest, trying to calm down your furiously beating heart. It was rare for Ran to be this clingy. You looked at your hand. The warmth still remained, and it brought another wave of embarrassment surging up inside you. You shook your head. You had been sitting here for too long, and you didn’t want to make Ran worry by staying out too late. You reached into your pocket for your wallet as you started heading down. Except your hands came up empty.

Realising that you had left it back at Ran’s. You were about to head back when someone called out your name in surprise. Rindou was coming up the stairs. He quickly shoved a small box in his pocket.

“W-what are you doing out here?”

“I was on my way to the convenience store, but I forgot my wallet.” Your hand reached for the door handle to Ran’s place.

“Wait! Let me get it for you!”

“It’s fine, you wouldn’t know where I placed it.” And with that, you opened the door.

“Rin, I told you that the heat packs ran out,” hearing Ran’s voice, you stopped in your tracks. Because he sounded normal.  The hoarseness was gone, replaced by his usual tone.

“Ran-” Rindou hurriedly tried to call out to his brother, his eyes shifting towards you, panic evident in his eye.

“Good thing she’s out right now-“

Ran came into view. The three of you froze. Ran had a heat pack against his forehead, and he was standing there like normal, no trace of fatigue or lack of energy.

“Shit I’m out,” with those words, Rindou spun on his heels and sprinted away.

“Care to explain yourself, Mr Haitani?” There was no masking your anger in your cold tone.

Ran looked away awkwardly. “Well, you see, I actually have an important meeting to go now-“

You kicked the front door shut.

“We aren’t done until I say so, Haitani Ran.”

Rindou Haitani

“Rin, open the door.”

Silence. Then, “I’m fine.”

You swallowed back an irritated sigh. “Fine, I’ll leave the bag of food and drinks by the door then. Bye.” You dropped the bag down with a thud.

After a few minutes, the door hesitantly opened. You quickly stuck your foot in between the gap.

“Wait, you are still here?! Go home!” Rin held onto the door with a dear life, trying to stop you from entering. But the cold had robbed most of his strength, and you kept the door open.

“I won’t! And just open the door dammit!”  

“I told you I’m fine!”

“Rin, you are sick!”

“No I’m not!”

“Yes you are!”

“No I’m not!”

“For God sake, Rin, just look at you, you are sick!”

“I told you I’m not-” what followed was a cough that sounded like he was going to cough his lungs out. He had to crouch down, and only after a minute did his cough subside.

“Pretty sure you are,” Your lips thinned as you surveyed him. You were surprised he could even stand at this point.

“I just choked!’ Rin answered indignantly.

“On what? My presence?” You asked drily.

“Look you can’t come in-”

“Well, too bad I’m already in,” you stepped inside and shut the door.

You could hear him swearing under his breath.

“Did you take any medicine? And I don’t see a lot of empty bottles either. Don’t you know you are supposed to stay hydrated?”

After forcing down half a bottle of water into him and dragging him into bed, you filled a tub with ice cold water and brought a washcloth out, and sat cross legged by his bedside.

“I didn’t want you to see me being so lame.” He muttered with a sniff, finally resigning to the fact that you would be staying.

You slapped the washcloth across his forehead.

“It’s freezing!” He screamed.

“Serves you right.” You scowled at him. “And too bad, you are always lame.”

“Am not,” Rindou met your glare with his own.

“All men are lame. Stop trying to pretend to be strong when you are not.”

“...thanks,”

You took out your phone. Rindou stared suspiciously at your grin.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, as compensation for making me stand out in the cold outside your doorway for so long, and as leverage, I thought I would take a photo so if in the future a certain blockhead refuses to listen to me I’ll send it to everyone you know.”

“Wait wait wait, you can’t do that, that’s blackmail!”

But Rindou’s protest fell to deaf ears.

Kokonoi Hajime

“I’m not gonna die,” Koko muttered under his breath for the umpteenth time.

You could count on one hand the number of times Koko came down with a cold, but for some reason when he does, he always panics, thinking that he’s going to die.

You held up a box from the assortment of medicine sitting on his table.

“Pretty sure this ‘premium quality cold medicine with imported ingredients’ will make sure that you won’t.”

Koko scowled at you, but in his current state, he seemed as feral as a clownfish.

You tossed it back to the rest of the pile. “Next time I’m not going to Ginza to buy these again for you, or anything from there for that matter of fact. It’s so awkward to shop there. I bet even the shoes of the staff working there cost more than my entire outfit. And I was scared that my card was going to get declined. Seriously, how many zeros do these have in their price tag? If these don’t cure your cold within half an hour I’m going back to demand a refund.”

“Use that black credit card I gave you. And you never wear the clothes I bought you.”

“Because I don’t want to walk around asking to be robbed, thank you very much. You can practically smell the money oozing off those outfits. And I’m not so broke that I need to rely on your money. Seriously, I’m pretty sure commoner medicine will work as well, why waste so much money?”

“Look, I don’t want to die yet, okay? I haven’t even married you-“ His mouth instantly snapped shut. You gawked at him. Marriage has never come up in your conversations. You always thought he was not interested, so you were happy on the inside after hearing his words.

“Seems like the fever cooked your brain, was that meant to be a proposal?” You grinned at him.

“No! I had it all planned out! I-” realising that he was digging the hole bigger for himself, Koko leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes with a groan.

You laughed. “I’ll pretend I didn’t hear anything then,” you handed him a glass of water. “Now get some sleep, and let these ‘high-quality’ medicines work to their effect. Because if you don’t get better tomorrow I’m going online to leave a terrible review for them.”

Masterlist | Support | 2021.09.14

[andraxicated]

"I always feel like somebody's watching me~"

Pairings: mikey, sanzu, ran, wakasa, draken x f! reader

Synopsis: tokyo revengers men as your obsessive ex

Tags: fluff | obsessive/yandere themes | hurt-comfort if you squint | suggestive | toxic relationship

milestone event masterlist!

a/n: this was supposed to be bonten but I can't see some of them being obsessive ><

Dating him came with the comfort of assured safety. No one would dare cross 'his girl', they knew that if they did, death would follow them. And that assurance eased your worries about dating someone from that line of work, a world that you didn't even want to peek.

designer items, fine cuisine, private jet travels; you experienced all of those thanks to his endless love for his darling. you're someone he wants by his side, his pillar of support, his light in the darkness.

then it was all gone with just a few exchange of words. a 'healthy' breakup that both sides agreed to.

his obsession was definitely not healthy, you were his air. he needed it back.

Mikey

in the bright hours of the night, mikey is looking down, watching you and your date from a building away through a secret camera installed in your date's home before the both of you arrived.

he can't believe you're going on a date after breaking up with him. he hasn't even fucked some whores, yet you're here trying to get him off your mind. the poor taiyaki in mikey's hand gets its filling squeezed out; red beans and cream drip down his hand. he imagines it as the head of the guy who's now offering you wine, 'what an asshole'. mikey can't take it anymore, these coy smiles in between laughter make him sick. jealousy mixed in with his dark impulse was never a good mix.

"who's that?" your hand freezes when you're about to take a sip; continuous persistent knocking that somehow made your blood run cold. it's as if you know what's outside—or more like who's outside.

you put down the wine glass and say "I'll go get it, I think it's my friend." "friend? did you give them my address?" silence ensues because you don't know what to reply. the man then wipes his hands and goes to the door but you quickly get in his way. 'open that and you're dead'

"i'll get it. it's a bit embarrassing but i'm indebted to this friend. so please let us talk privately." you make up a quick lie that the man easily believed, nodding before he turned around.

your heels clack against the floor, your heart shaking to the core, then you open the door revealing the man who's cold, dead eyes you love. "mikey..." your voice barely a whisper as you shut the door behind you. going on a date definitely didn't work, your being longs for him even if you're drinking with another man.

mikey once again got a view of you looking so pretty, too bad that it wasn't for him. oh well, that leaves an awful taste in his mouth.

without any warning, he grabs you by the hair to push your lips forcefully to his and bites your lips which leaves a pleasurable pain. his strong body pushes you onto the door, leaving an audible bump on the other side.

"mikey! someone's inside, ughh" your words became moans as he keeps on nipping your bare skin. marking you as his, licking the soft skin, nose brushing until your legs give out.

his ministrations stop when he feels your pushing growing stronger. his eyes look down on your chest, purple and dark bruises appeared like splashes of art. the painter smirks, proud of his work while your hazy eyes take in the lovely sight of him smiling. wait, he's looking down at your chest?

something clicks and you attempt to go out of mikey's caged arms. "i need to go the bathroom." but mikey won't budge, revealing his teasing eyes reserved only for his baby.

"go inside." he speaks in a domineering voice that makes you stop fumbling. "what? I can't!" your scared voice is music to his ears, a submissive darling that has no choice.

"go inside or leave me with me, your choice baby." his voice together with his fingers playing with your hair does funny things to your tummy. either choice will leave your date in shambles anyway. 'pity he's such a good man', you actually feel bad but going on will embarrass him further.

so you chose to leave with the bad guy, his arms around you as he hides his triumphant smirk.

Sanzu

your shaking hands take the phone out of your pocket, cold fingers dialing the memorized number. it rings and rings but to no avail; you start feeling sinking despair as the ringing grows longer. "pick up please, please, please" a mantra of his name escapes as you pull your knees together, nails pressed to your lips out of habit.

you close your eyes and tell yourself it's gonna be alright, he's always there to save you, sanzu will always save you.

the ringing stops as he finally picks it up. "hellooo?" "sanzu!-" then you heard the anxiety-inducing laughter of women, noisy club music, and his drunk tone. it made you close your lips; why would you call him for help? didn't you break it up with him?

on the other side, sanzu gets worried about your cut-off response, if there's something that can snap him out of his high then it's you. he gets up from his couch, bringing a glass to his mouth until he recoils once he tastes the bitter liquid. 'fuck' "hey you! bring me a glass of water!" he instructs the waiter who bows and leaves.

"hello? (y/n)?" your silence makes him run his hand through his hair, a habit he picked up since you found it hot. "can you come over?" your quiet whisper somehow made it through his ear.

'fucking hell, your voice makes me so horny' sanzu wants to say but he can't, not when his danger instincts tell him that something is going on. "uhm...i guess, why?" he starts to pick up his discarded jacket, buttoning himself and chugging the glass of water. he packs up his knife and gun; checking the bullets as he listens to you. "after i got off work, there was a black van following me, so I kept on going to crowded places but now that I'm home...I'm scared because I think they're following me." you say as your breathing gets quicker, the stress of work and life catching up to you.

"okay, hide somewhere for now, i'll open the door and find you. alright?" "alright"

you stir and find out that you managed to fall asleep, brain still foggy yet you grab your phone that displays '1:30am', you check messages but there's nothing new.

sanzu opens the door with the key and takes in the dark apartment, neat and organized but cold. "(y/n)? it's me sanzu." he takes off the safety of his gun, but suddenly you come out of the bedroom.

messy hair, tired eyes, cheeks stained with dried tears; oh it felt so painful seeing you like that. he brings back the safety of the gun and tucks it onto his waist; long strides that reach you quickly as he presses your head to his chest.

"i'm so glad you're safe. are you hurt somewhere?" you both pull away to see each other and your eyes widen in shock at the blood dripping on the side of his face. "sanzu! blood-" "shhh, it's not mine. i'm okay." he tucks you back to his chest and it feels so safe, so comfortable; makes you want to fear nothing and just be with him.

sanzu realized something that night: that you only call for him when you're desperate, like someone who only prays when they're helpless. he's fine with that, as long as you're in his arms, he's fine with anything.

although, he may resort to making you feel helpless when he feels you're slipping away.

Ran

ran haitani who gets drunk in the afternoon, knocks at your front door, waiting for you to open and take pity on his state. maybe also take him back, but you don’t answer as minutes go by. he looks at his watch that says 10pm; maybe you're asleep, maybe you're having a hard time sleeping without him, maybe- the rain is just falling too hard.

he clenches his fist and bangs the door so fucking loud one last time. "it's me! ran haitani, your ex!" he shouts with his hands around his mouth to amplify the sound. ran then turns around to shower in the rain, to cleanse him in his despair.

until you wring open the door with a large t-shirt on. "are you insane?!" ah, how ran misses your cute figure, your voice trying to sound mean but you can't because you care for him deeply.

"insane for you" his smirk shows up on his face before he comes running towards you, wet leather jacket heavy on his body until it becomes weightless when he hugs you.

"ran! get off!" "not without you" he pushes you both into the house, still hugging as you funnily walk backward with his hand on your back to support.

you squint your eyes from the annoyance of his innuendo; he woke you up from your sleep, he scared you half to death and dares to wet your nightclothes.

but you don't pull away. you know this will be the last time, you know what he came here for.

"why are you here" but you still ask for confirmation and ran replies "i just wanted to see you." liar.

"do you want to have closure? is that what you want?" "what?" he finally pulls away, taking the sight of your cold indifferent face. in the face of a gun, in a fight, in an escape from the police; ran haitani has never been scared, except when he sees your emotionless face.

suddenly, you take off your wet shirt, black bra and soft skin baring itself to him. he audibly gulps from your display of boldness, his mind on the brink of losing when he takes a look at your cleavage.

"go on, take off my underwear" your sultry voice is begging for him to fuck you, but ran is the master of self-control; the control you taught him and the one you're threatening to break.

"this is not what I came here for."

your eyes widen as you let go of his belt, ran is visibly disappointed by it but shakes it off because he has to set records straight.

"i didn't come to ask you for a closure sex." ran takes your hand in his, admiring the soft fingers that have never been sullied by blood. "i came to check on you since i heard from my men that they found an enemy group near your house. we think you're being followed." he explains why he came to your house; after the things you've done, the things you've said, he still cares. he still wants to protect you. he's not going to let you go.

when he heard this news at the office, his eyes darkened, his mind already formulating a plan on how to get rid of the disturbance, and how to protect you. he then remembers the smuggled exotic bird that sells for millions of yen, the one that sanzu wants to roast.

"yes, a cage and a bird. still taken care of, still has freedom but has to go back to the cage when playtime's over."

Wakasa

"thank you, but it's really okay if you stop walking me home." "i have to, even if we broke up i still want to make sure you're safe." wakasa pats your head as if on instinct, it then makes you two shift awkwardly because it's what he used to do back then.

he clears his throat and motions for you to go inside, to which you nod and bow. a bow replacing the cheek kisses you used to give him. wakasa watches your retreating figure; his ex girlfriend who he still treats as a friend.

people said it isn't normal if you guys are still friends after you broke up. it's either you still love each other or dated each other for the fun of it.

well, wakasa thinks that his love for you only grows bigger day by day. your absence and his longing mixed in, making him desperate to see you everyday. to touch you, to talk to you, to eat with you; he's so obsessed that he thinks he's going to go insane with only you on his mind.

hand in pockets, he walks away but takes a glance at the window where your bedroom is. the silhouette of you taking off garments is a sight he gets to see every night. he's thankful that you live in a private village but also remorseful from the distance of social class.

after another night of your ex walking you home, you turn on the lights of your room and question your haggard look in the mirror. you want to lie down and rest but you have to go entertain yourself a bit more.

you unbutton your blouse and take off your underwear before wrapping a towel around you. you run the water of the bathtub and just stare at it going up and up until filled to the brim. a thing you did when something's occupying your mind.

you don't know why but it feels like you can't say to wakasa you're going drinking with friends tonight. he has no right to prevent you from going out but his approval...still matters.

"wow, so you're the meaning of fashionably late." your friends tease you as you chuckle and sit down beside one of them. they immediately pour you a drink and place dishes of food near your side. you know this is a ploy to get you to move on; it's annoying but you'll humor them since you're in a mood to get wasted.

wasted it is, as you're now grinding on some unknown man behind you. wakasa would kill either you or your dance partner but he won't know what you're doing tonight anyway.

the moment your eyes lazily look up; you started feeling sorry and scared for the man you're dancing with. your body freezes while the man behind you just keeps on disgustingly grinding his crotch against your butt.

his lilac eyes hold so much contempt at the both of you. you'd think the bottle he's chugging could get chucked and hit straight at your heads.

then wakasa motions for you to go up with his index finger, he's not very happy with you tonight. he always tells you to not go anywhere without him yet you go here and disobey him.

he'd have to punish you; maybe take you away from your bad influence friends, tell your father what you're doing, or just humiliate you in this club tonight. nevertheless, he has to teach you a lesson.

Draken

draken who used you as a rebound but regretted it as soon as you left him. he just realized that it was such an asshole move; you and your good heart were thankfully okay with being friends.

you two are just sincerely friends, no feelings attached and no ulterior motives to the point where draken thought that you're better off just like this.

that was until he saw you going out of a store, arm-in-arm with a man who's around your age. you seemed to be having such a good time. he's so delusional that he thinks you're having a much better time with that man rather than in your relationship with him.

but he shakes them off; getting scared that he might actually be going insane from missing you. he feels like he can't breathe without you tucked in his arms. he's so anxious that he's gonna lose you too, so anxious that his past might harm you.

and so, draken grabs his jacket from the stand, gets his keys, and walks out the door to go and visit his ex.

the house is dark, no lights in sight from the outside; and then the old man next door who smokes sees draken. "young man, she's not there. got picked up by a guy in a fancy car"

no more words are needed as draken quickly jumps on his motorcycle, not even saying a thank you to the elder who helped him find you. he should blame you, you made him like this, like a fucking psycho who can't let go. stalking you, making you feel scared, then comforting you as if he's not the hooded figure you see at the corner of your eye.

you watch his retreating figure go smaller as you carefully go out of the old man's house. tears trickling down your cheeks while relief floods your veins when you took a breath of fresh air. the old man takes a look at your crying face; pity washing over him as he remembers a daughter of his.

"i suggest you move out. convince your mother and leave as soon as you can." he says with one last puff of smoke that goes out into the air.

your kind old neighbor soon passes away a few months after that; you wanted to go attend his funeral but you chose to heed his warning of not going back to that town. however, you can escape from that place but not to this guy.

your doorbell rang and you quickly got up from your bed, thinking about how unusual it is for your package to come so early. you touch the doorknob and pull it open; only to welcome a looming nightmare over you.

seeing draken's large figure and bloodshot eyes made your world spin. the feeling of blood draining from your head, dizziness, and quickening heart rate happened all at once.

"i missed you" his chilly voice echoed inside your home, your feet frozen on the mat while wishing you could shut the door in his face instead.

looks like you're following the old man as death came inside your home and held your lifeless frame.

[pasta1238]

Putting on their old gang uniform pt.2

✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

Characters: Inui, Taiju, Shinichiro, Wakasa, Hanma

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Cussing, Mentions of gang activity, Kissing

Part 1 Part 2

Tokyo Rev Masterlist

✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

Inui

You and Inui have some of his friends over at your place and you're all sitting around the living room talking. At one point in the conversation, everyone starts to reminisce on their youth and of course, their toman days come up.

"Yep, those were the days." Draken comments.

"There was so much stupid shit we did." Mitsuya laughs.

Chifuyu pulls out some old pictures on his phone and starts showing you all the memories. You see your fiance in some of the pictures and most of which he's wearing his uniform.

"That reminds me." Inui says as he sits up, then leaves the room temporarily. He comes back holding a black jacket. "Look what I found recently." He says as he shows everyone.

"Damnnnn brings back some memories." Hakkai says as he sits back."

"Here love, this was mine back in the day." He says as he turns to you and hands you the jacket. You examine it, tracing your fingers over the golden embroidery.

"This is great Seishu, from the looks of the photos, it really suit you." You say with a smile. Curiously, you turn the jacket over and put it over your shoulders and fit your arms through the sleeves. "It's so comfortable too, even though it's a little big on me." You say with a giggle.

A small blush forms on Inui's face, and he looks away. "It actually looks pretty cute on you." He says

"Ooooo someone's in loveeee." Nahoya teases. With a big smirk. Inui looks at him with a glare, but still fails to hide his blush.

"Leave him alone." Souya says.

Inui sits down next to you and wraps an arm around your shoulders. "I'm not wrong though, it looks adorable on you." He says with a kiss to the head. "You'd be such a cute little delinquent."

"Gross." Says Pah-chin

Taiju

You were sitting on the couch watching TV and eating popcorn when you heard-

"FUCK!!" Which came from the bedroom. You jump a little and immediately run over to see what's going on.

You turn the corner, and see your husband holding a black jacket while examining the sleeve. "Babe what happened? Are you okay?"

Taiju turns his head and sees you standing at the doorway. "Oh shit. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I was moving some things and snagged my old toman captain jacket."

"Oh, well you know I could fix it for you." You offer

"You would? I would really appreciate that. This shit means a lot to me." He says. You go and find some thread and take the jacket from his hands.

After a few minutes, you snip the extra thread. "All done!" You say as you hold out his jacket.

"Thank you babe." He holds the jacket, then gives it back for you to look at. "Mitsuya made this for me, he did a damn good job huh?" You nod as you feel the jacket in your hands and read the golden embroidery. " It's badass, even though it runs a little small on me."

You turn the jacket over to put it over your shoulders, then you fit your arms through the sleeves and stand up to show him. The sleeves are droopy the hem goes all the way down to your thighs. "Are you sure about that? This thing is so big." You say.

"Well, let's consider the fact that you're really small" Taiju says with a laugh

"Well, let's also consider the fact that you're unnaturally huge." You say as you stick out your tongue.

"Come here." He says before he scoops you up in his arms and kisses you all over your neck and face. "If you weren't so cute and tiny in my old jacket, I tickle the ever living shit outta you for giving me your little sass." He says with a grin.

"You wouldn't dare." You say with a smug face. He tries to put on a serious expression, but ultimately fails when you start to give him soft kisses, which of course he couldn't deny.

Shinichiro

Shin was in his garage tuning up a bike as you were in the house planning some mischief. You and your boyfriend like to pull pranks on each other, and now that he's distracted, you've decided it's the perfect opportunity to do so. Carefully you open the garage door, trying not to cause him to turn around too early.

"Babe look!" You shout

He turns his head and sees you standing there wearing his old black dragons trench coat. He doesn't really say anything and you think you're prank failed.

"Damn it, I guess it wasn't very funny." You say defeated.

"You're right." He says as he puts down his cig. He walks over to you. " It's not funny because it's so freaking adorable instead." The unexpected compliment causes you to blush, and you turn your head away to look at the floor. "What, you didn't expect that did you?" You look up at him, still blushing. "Looks like I'm the one that got you huh?"

"Whatever..." You say trying to hide your blush from him. He pulls you to him, and kisses you lightly on the cheek.

"You'd make one adorable partner for me." He says before he tilts your head up and plants a soft kiss on your lips.

"You're so annoyingly cute." You say playfully as you continue to kiss him.

"But you love me." He says with a dumb little smile.

"That, I do."

Wakasa

You and Waka were going on a date. The two of you were waiting for the place to open, so you both were killing time by walking around outside talking. However a few minutes went by, and the sky began to darken. You felt the light rain hit your face, the cold temperature making you shudder a little.

Waka notices you start shivering and takes off his jacket. It's his old Brahman jacket, which he still wears because it's pretty comfortable. He throws it around your shoulders, and lifts the hoodie. To help you warm up, he hugs you close to his body and rests his head on yours. He takes a few moments to look at you, and laughs softly.

"What's so funny?" You look up and ask.

"Nothing." He says and kisses your forehead. "I just noticed you look pretty in my old gang jacket."

You blush at his little compliment. Wakasa wasn't super verbal with those, so it always made your heart flutter when he'd actually give you one. "You really think so?" You ask

"Mhm." He responds. "I'd totally think you're a member of Brahman. It suits you well." He pauses to give you a smile. "The sleeves are a little too long and the bottom makes you look like you're wearing a dress, but it makes you all the more adorable."

"Well I've always thought you looked really good in this jacket anyways." You say

"Is that right?" He asks

You nod and in response, he tilts your head up and gives you a loving kiss and you both stand there, embracing one another as the rain is gently falling.

Hanma

You're laying on your bed scrolling through your phone when you hear your boyfriend come home. "Sorry I took so long baby, some bitch was taking forever at the-" he stops when he sees you.

You look up from your phone. "What?"

He leans against the door frame. "Well well, now what do you think you're wearing?"

You look at him confused. "It's colder than shit so I grabbed a jacket from your dresser so I could be warm."

Hanma walks over to you on the bed and lays next to you. "You're wearing my Valhalla jacket."

You didn't realize you pulled that one out when you did. "Oh shit, my bad." You say as you motion to take it off, but Hanma places his hands over yours, stopping you.

"No, keep it on." He says. "You look fucking badass wearing my jacket. And pretty hot too." He says with a smile.

You grin and pull him in by the neck to kiss him. "I do know how to beat someone's ass pretty well, so I guess it suits me."

He laughs. "If only I'd known you then, we would have made a fucking awesome duo. Beating everyone's ass silly and acting like we own the place."

You laugh. "Shuji, you're crazy. But I like the sound of that."

"Hey now, you're crazy too. Crazy enough to love me." He responds

You look at him in the eyes. "Damn right I am." You pull him towards you to give him another kiss and he holds your body close to him, keeping you warm.

[kazuwhora]

hi babe... um... may I ask... for... more visuals please... 🥺👉🏾👈🏾

hehe of course my love I personally am saving these for my own entertainment you didn't mention which characters so I just put the first ones on my mind! hope thats ok!

ft: kokonoi, kazutora, yuzuha, ran, rindou, senju, && wakasa

cw: lots of NSFW visuals so MINORS DNI. idk what else to tag here because its literally porn so have at it. I guess cw for lesbian porn lmao. face slapping, face fucking, blow jobs, fingering, oral (both receiving), edging, scratching, idfk.

KOKONOI

koko likes to fuck you slow, taking every moment to enjoy the way your walls tighten and tense around his cock. he gets drunk on the feeling of you, and he never wants the euphoria to end. especially that first thrust inside you feeling the stretch of your cunt just to take his cock. he’s obsessed with it.

he’ll fuck you like this in the early morning when he’s just had the prettiest dream about fucking his cum inside you

he’ll fuck you like this when he’s tried so hard to be good about not thinking about your dripping cunt but just cant hold himself back

he’ll fuck you like this after a bonten meeting when he’s waited so long to see your pretty pussy and just can’t wait any longer

he’ll fixate on your body like this as if he’ll never get to touch you again

he’ll fuck you like this after a long day when his brain and body couldn’t possibly think of anything else but your sweet cunt wrapped around his cock

he’ll fuck you like this after you make him breakfast in the morning like the good girl you are and he just can’t help but treat you to your reward

and he’ll let you ride him like this on his day off when both of you just want to relax but poor koko can’t keep his thoughts away from the image of you using his cock until you cum

KAZUTORA

I'll say it once again, kazutora likes to be tortured and teased. he wants you to embarrass him by making him cum just by touching his skin, he wants you to prove how weak he is for you by edging him and ruining his high. kazutora wants you to feel worshipped, obsessed over, loved. all the things he never felt until you came into his life, he wants you to feel.

he'll fall apart for you like this when you've teased him all day to the point where even the simplest of grazes against his sensitive skin can make him leak

he'll stutter and struggle like this when you finally give him the relief he's been begging for all day, so needy and whiny for you

he'll obsess over your pussy like this for hours doing whatever he can to get closer and closer to your heat- anything to taste you

he'll let you edge him like this so he can try his very best to hold on for you, even though his attempts fail because you're just too much for him

he'll let you mark him up like this so that every time he steps foot outside with his shirt unbuttoned the slightest bit, everyone will know who he belongs to and how good you make him feel.

he'll beg for handjobs like this because he so badly wants to show you how much he can cum for you

and he'll fuck your thighs like this when he wants to show you how easily you can make him cum no matter what you do

YUZUHA

yuzuha wants to get lost in the intensity of you. she wants to get lost in your body, savour every aspect of you like it’s her last time. she gets carried away easily, valuing sensuality that quickly progresses to intense desperation.

she'll press you up against the wall like this, the sexual tension from kissing alone enough to leave her dripping and desperate for you

she'll take pictures with you like this, opening her hidden album on her phone every now and then to look at it while she draws circles around her clit. also like this

she'll take her time undressing you like this, savouring the perfume left on your skin, and the way you practically beg for her to go faster

she'll use her pretty toys with you like this, enamoured by the harmony of your bodies as the vibrations overtake you

she'll fall apart for the sensuality she shares with you like this, drunk on your pleasure while it lingers in the air

RAN

ran wants to worship you, put you first, romance you like you’re his first. he wants nothing more than for you to feel special, like his sweet little princess who deserves the whole world and he’s ready to give it to you. he wants to fuck you slow and sensual, basking in the pleasure of your body.

he'll whine and groan for you like this early in the morning when he gets lost in the way you feel around his cock and the way you treat him like a king

he'll melt with your body pressed against his like this as and he thinks he could cum just from touching you

he'll ask you to ride his face like this so he can drown in your pussy, drunk on your juices that coat his lips as you use him as your own personal fucktoy

and he'll fuck you like this when he's had enough softness and needs to feel himself bottoming out inside you

RINDOU

unlike his brother, rindou likes to fuck you hard and fast. he wants to see his cock bulging in your mouth, stretching your lips, he wants to make you sob for him, beg for your high. he’s a sucker for your overstimulation, and lives to watch you shake and cum for him.

he'll wake you up like this when he's feeling needy in the middle of the night and wont settle for anything less

he'll play with you like this when you dress up in the pretty outfits he bought just to watch himself ruin them

but he'll fuck you hard like this when he's had enough playing around and wants to show you how good he can make you feel

he'll fuck you like this even when he's tired because something about watching you lose all control underneath him has him seeing stars

he'll put you in your place like this when you get a little too bratty and need to be taught a lesson

and he'll reward you like this for being a good girl and listening to his instructions when he tells you to

SENJU

senju is all about balance. she wants to give as much as she receives, but it’s easy for her to lose her composure to you. she’s sensitive, and easy to submit to your control. she cant help that she wants you to undo her composure so badly.

she'll get lost in you like this after a long day when all she's thought about is coming home to you and only you

she wont be able to keep her hands off of you like this even when she's got somewhere to be

she'll play with your clit in the bath like this because not a moment goes by where she's able to keep her hands away from you

but she'll also want you to hug her like this so she can feel protected and safe every now and then

and she'll beg for you to fuck her like this when she's feeling extra bratty and needy, which seems to happen more and more often

WAKASA

wakasa just really fucking wants to make you feel good. he could get off on making you cum with his fingers alone, and the thing is that he knows he’s good at it too. he has this carefree attitude about making you cum so easily and might even taunt you about it, but he cant deny the lust that builds inside him every time that drives him over the edge of control.

he'll obsess over watching is cock stretch your mouth like this, the delicateness of your tongue making him cum all over you

he'll fuck deep into you like this because he loves getting lost in your hair, completely enveloped and trapped into his own little world that you're the centre of

he'll make you ride his thigh like this when he's overworked and wants to see how easy it is to make you cum with no effort

he can't keep his hands off your tits like this whenever you wear anything tight and he's so obsessive over it that sometimes he can't let you wear certain clothes because he just can't help himself

he'll make you cum like this when you've been so good for him, but he can't hold himself back from needing to fuck you hard

and he'll play with your pussy like this if you've tested his patience one too many times but he's too obsessed with the way you fall apart for him to leave you alone

[sednas]

as always, the baji one is longer because I am still in love with him

༘♡ ft. draken, mikey, mitsuya, chifuyu, baji, ran, hanma x gn!reader

✶࿐ tw: cry cry cry cry cry

draken is the kind of guy who would pull you into a bear hug as soon as he sees the tears in the corner of your eyes

he's warm and big, providing a much needed sense of security

you would drown in his scent and his oversized hoodie as you keep crying

"you're okay, I'm here, nothing's going to hurt you now." is the kind of thing he would say, insisting on the fact that he will protect you

♡

mikey would hold your hand through your whole crying session

he'd give your hand a soft squeeze every now and then, to let you know that he's still here

if you tell him why you're crying he will already think of a way to fix your problem

but he wouldn't mind sitting in silence until you're done crying either, he's a patient man, even more so when it comes to you

he would probably cry once he's alone too, because he absolutely hates it when you're sad

♡

mitsuya wouldn't want to overstep and would wait until you want to talk about it

but if you keep crying, he'll start to worry and end up touching you anyway

he would start by softly touching your hair until his hand is behind the back of your head and then he would pull you closer so you can cry on his shoulder

he will make you something to eat or run you a bath once you finally stop crying

♡

baji hates to see you cry, it's something that makes him physically angry at the world because why someone as nice as you would deserve such pain?

baji is the best hugger out there, his back rubs are amazing

he would lay down on his bed with you and start rubbing your back

he's the kind of guy who would try to make you laugh or at least try to make you think about something else

at some point he would invent a dumb game where you have to guess which animal he's thinking about by the way he's tracing its name behind your back

a few minutes go by and you're suddenly laughing because you guessed it was an elephant while he was in fact thinking of an alligator

♡

he tells you that you suck at this game and you gently bite on his chin as a comeback and you can't even remember why you were crying a few seconds ago

chifuyu would cry with you, maybe not as hard as you but he would shed a few tears

actually, he would get a bit overwhelmed seeing you so sad and he wouldn't know what to do for the first few minutes

but if you ask him to hold you he would react within a second

"of course, please don't cry, just tell me what's going on."

it's okay if you don't answer him, he'll hold you the whole time

by the end of your crying session he makes sure you've calm down and you do the same because he looks as moved as you

♡

ran would first make sure you are not physically injured before doing anything else

once he's sure you're not hurt he would pull you into his arms, wrapping them behind your back

"why are you crying uh?" he would ask in his usual deep voice, like he's not really concerned

but his hands are slightly shaking, and if it's a person who caused your sadness, he's already ready to cut off their throat

♡

hanma would let you stain his shirt with your tears for as long as you need it

he would laugh at anybody else crying but you are the only exception

he would play with your hair until you stop crying or he would start smoking with you still in his arms

he would stay silent for the most part, simply humming whenever he hears a strangled sob coming from you

but in the end he would want to know the reason why you were crying

he wants to say a quick hello to the one who made you sad

tokyo revengers masterlist

[hoejosatoru]

More Random NSFW headcannons for Tokyo Revengers men

part 1 here

Ran

Loves having risky sex. Whether it's a semi public place or fucking someone he knows he shouldn't (like a friend's sister) he's all about it. He gets a rush out of getting away with it, plus he loves the idea of breaking the rules. It makes the sex so much more exciting and satisfying to him. But don't think that means he's gonna be quiet about it. He loves pushing the boundaries by trying to make you scream while he fucks you to see just how much he can get away with.

Rindou

This man is going to put you in positions you didn't even know were possible. He's so good a manipulating your body into anyway he wants. Loves having you pinned and completely at his mercy. He's never satisfied until he's fucked you dumb. Has good stamina so he's definitely able to blow multiple loads in you until he's had his fill.

Izana

Meanie in bed. You want something? Better be ready to beg for it. And if you don't do a good enough job, well, then you better be prepared to be punished. Teases and degrades you until you're a begging mess, but when he finally give you what you want it's so good. Knows your body so well he can make you cum in a minute when he wants.

Kakucho

Literally the opposite of Izana. Worships you and would do anything you ask. Not a fan of quickies because he likes to take his time and appreciate every part of your body. Foreplay goes on forever, but it's amazing. You've cum multiple times before he even puts it in. And he's the sweetest with aftercare.

Shinichiro

Okay so I think he's the type to cum quick. This isn't a diss because I love Shin, but his ass just cannot resist busting when he's in pussy, especially if you're fucking raw. He'll apologize profusely and say it's just cause you feel so fucking good. But it doesn't ever bother you because this man will never leave you unsatisfied no matter what. Plus, he loves eating you out after he's cum in you.

Wakasa

Lowkey a little manipulator. He acts like he doesn't like a fuss, but he fucking loves getting you jealous. He'll flirt with other girls to get you all riled up because he thinks it's sexy when you get all mad. Of course he will take you to the bathroom and fuck you until the whole place knows that you belong to each other.

Takeomi

Loves revers cowgirl because I think he's an ass man. Also cause he’s a little lazy and likes making you do the work. There is nothing sexier to him than getting to watch his cock slip in and out of you. Also smokes during sex. Will never actually burn you with the cigarette, but purposefully lets some ashes fall on you. He likes the way you gasp and whine when they hit your skin.

[everafterkeiji]

hii if u dont mind i came here to request mikey baji the kawata twins and any other character reacting to their s/o’s death 🧎‍♀️

i loved the jjk version but now this hc makes it to tokyorev, i feel like crying all over again cuz i haven't moved on from itadori BUT thank u so much for requesting, hope u have a fantastic day, lovelyyy⊂(・﹏・⊂) i was really aggressive with this one i am truly sorry(+_+) PLEASE PROPERLY READ THE WARNINGS

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇

PAIRINGS: Mikey, Baji, Nahoya, & Souta x gn!reader

GENRE/WARNINGS: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR VALHALLA ARC, mentions Moebius and Tenjiku, heavy angst, mentions of blood and severe injuries, violence, accidents, stabbing, gun wounds, major character deaths, k*sak* being an ass, please excuse my brutalness

PART 2 / PART 2.5

♡ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 has always felt like death was following him wherever he went or at times, it was his best friend.

He was too aware, too carefree of those who tried to oppose him because he knows his capabilities and the team that'd swore they'd never let him get hurt. Enemies were scattered, some were hidden in their own groups, masking as someone else they thought they could trust. Every time that happens, he's on the brim of letting go and holding on.

And when their opponent has a hold of a trophy, it doesn't matter if the gold is real or not as long they know that they won.

Which in this sense, you've always been the trophy that Mikey desperately tried to keep yet were stolen from him and he bares a conscious that knows it was bound to happen but not like this.

Not when you were tight in his arms, embracing him with an overwhelming amount of joy to see him this safe and sound until a gunshot made everyone turn their heads both in fear and tantrum, cowering for their lives not knowing you were the target.

"Y..Y/N?" Mikey whispers, unsure of how he sounded but he begged for a reply. When your arms started to grow weak and loose around his skin, he's keeping his hold on you stronger than ever while his eyes dart to your unsaturated ones and he feels as if he could see your figure holding death's hand.

"MIKEY, I CALLED THE AMBULANCE!" Draken shouts but his best friend was unable to move, frozen for what he felt like was centuries but it was merely 40 seconds. 40 seconds where you said nothing yet a pool of blood surrounds the two lovers.

Manjiro looks at you then he sees it. You're looking back at him with tears stinging your eyes, clouding your vision of your boyfriend who was wide eyed yet mirrored the same flow of tears. A weak hand reaches his cheek, every disappearing energy converts to just one action for you to touch him, just to let him feel how you're trying to stay.

"Stop crying." You choked out while Mikeys dumbfounded at how you were still trying to converse with him and just by the breathiness of your voice, his emotions combust and fuels every part of himself that he's never found before.

"I will if you're going to kiss me again, Y/N." He responds in return while you smiled, a tiny tug on the corner of your lips just as he was about to stand up to carry you, ready to reach the hospital no matter the cost but he stops when heard you say, "C'mere, Mikey."

He leans downwards to meet your lips that weren't as warm as before yet your hand is still in tact with his cheek while you bestow your lips on his, a tear from his eyes landing on your cheek as he hesitates to pull away, wanting nothing more than to let it stay like forever.

"You know, I dreamt that I married you one day." He began, resting his head on your shoulder while you hummed in response, making sure he's aware you were still listening to him—that you were still his lover before your end comes. "You were wearing something Mitsuya designed and our rings were really pretty."

"That.. sounds..nice." you barely replied, looking at the stars that were calling to your name like they were holding a hand out for you, to welcome you in their presence so you returned your gaze to the only boy you swore to love with every stare. "You stopped..crying." you whispered with a smile that Mikey began to hate. How were you able to do that when you were being taken away from him? How is that you still looked like you were truly happy even when your body was counting down to it's seconds?

"Can you make it come true for me? Will you marry me, Y/N?" Mikey asks, a silent wish leaving his spirits just for him to see a glimpse of his dream that was possible to turn into reality. Your eyes keep fluttering, the difficulty to ignore the inviting glow of the stars that were already touching you as Mikey felt the threat of his future.

"I'll..love..and marry you..Mikey." you bid him as the flashing lights of the ambulance were glowing nearer to your side until he spoke again.

"Promise?"

The moment your hand dropped to your chest and closed your eyes, he knew. And as the ambulance reaches you two, by the look of the poor boy on the concrete, they knew it too.

"Promise, Mikey."

MAJOR SPOILER WARNING ⚠️ PLEASE SKIP THIS PART IF YOU ARE NOT UPDATED WITH THE MANGA ‼️

♡ 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 was a great actor, that was a skill meant for him, the getaway whenever he needed it. So when he thought it was the perfect crime to finally gain their trust, that's where he can ease back and continue on with his plan but he was too comfortable.

Too comfortable to the point he was here, clad in the battle of his foes and his friends, blood spilled in every direction while he swore to end Kisaki's treacherous plans so he can live in the era Mikey had promised to pursue.

But he had accepted his fate when who he called his best friend began to pierce his skin, betraying worth long years of happiness but Takemichi pulls him away, a save for his life, until Kisaki scoffs, opening the phone to dispose someone as another option for Kazutora's mess up until he says. "Bring them in. Make him regret it."

"BAJI!" You screamed as the vice captain throws you in the middle of the chaos while your lovers heart ruins into destruction at the sound of your voice. You ran to his arms, disregarding the liquid that latches onto your shirt from below you while the rest of Toman stares a bit weary how you were entering the scene unharmed making Mikey and Draken share a look until their eyes widen in sync at the realization, making them shout for Baji's name.

"Y/N? What the fuck are you doing here?! Get out of here!" Your boyfriend screamed, hands gripping onto your shoulder for you to wake up as Kisaki awaits for the perfect moment. "Y/N-san! Please move away!" Chifuyu dared to beg while you shook your head, placing both your hands on either sides of Baji's face, crying to see him this wounded. "Let's go home, Keisuke. Please?" You whispered as he trembles in your voice until there's a smile on someone's face.

"There we go."

From the side of your eye in a quick instance, you turned around, embracing the metal that embedded in your stomach before Chifuyu and Draken could run to stop him but didn't fail to push him on the ground, an endless fit of strikes to his face while Baji stood frozen as you dropped to the floor and Mikeys' anger accelerates. "Y/N?"

He drops to his knees with every fraction of his body corrupting before him when he sees the blood pouring from your mouth.

"Hey beautiful, keep your eyes on me, okay?" he encourages you while you meekly nodded, taking in deep breaths as the rest of Valhalla escapes within the risk of seeing someone get hurt in such a way. Draken and the rest were calling for an ambulance while Baji chokes out a sob, Chifuyu turning his attention away with his own tears brimming his eyes.

"You didn't have to do that! You know I—I'm fine on my own, Y/N!" He shouts, frantically roaming his hands through your hair down to your cheeks and he feels a sensation rushing through his spine at how your temperature was dropping. He was lying and you knew that too well. Even in his own fights, he returns to your arms and the weight he carries with him disperses when you're there but right now, the built up anger he held in for so long was coursing through his blood that it even slips his mind that he had a stab of his own.

"Stay with me, please." He begs and at the crack of his voice, Chifuyu rests a hand on both your shoulders while you turned to the blonde. "Hey, Chifuyu. Thank you for everything. Take..him with you always." You favored him but he shakes his head. "You're going to be with him! Not me." He cries, hating how two of those who are special to him both face the same fate.

"Do I still look..pretty?" You teased with a smile, wiping away his tears as he chuckles in the agony but there's a mournful smile on his face.

"You're as pretty as the first time I met you."

"I..love you." You let him know one more time while his smile doesn't dare to look like the smile you were used to because he knew you were going to go first.

"I love you more, Y/N so come home to me." Before your eyes began to see the darkness, you looked at your lover for the last time, with the smile he fell in love with since day one as you spoke,

"I am home."

Baji presses a kiss to your hands and ends it to your forehead, before he saw a glimpse of the same metal weapon and shares a glance to Chifuyu then returns his eyes to your closed ones.

"I'll be there soon." Baji whispers and soon enough, long and torturous minutes and seconds, the hands you used to love to hold finally reunites with you again leaving someone else behind as two lovers meet all over again.

"Hey Y/N."

"Hi, Baji."

♡ 𝐍𝐀𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐀's smile was a staple to his personality. It tells how despite what he's going through—it's always going to remain there, bright as usual.

Even in his battles, he cheers in every punch thrown to their bodies, edging them on with his teasing comments as he pounds his fist to their faces. You knew this about him and often stayed behind to avoid seeing the violence even if they won because it still doesn't calm down your worried heart whenever he'd go into these fights but now that he's returned from a brawl, safe and still as beaming as ever, you let out a sigh of relief while you bring him to your embrace. He hums in satisfaction when your hands reach his hair and rests his head on your shoulder. "I told you to stop worrying about me, cutie." He scolds while you roll your eyes but greet his brother as Souta waves shyly.

"Are you ready to go?" You asked him as he shares a peck to your cheek. "Yeah, let's go. I feel like going for a late night drive, do you mind?" He asks as you got on the bike. "If I'm with you, anything is okay." You responded, intertwining both of your hands together that were around his waist while he blushes.

"Boo you two." His twin argues, getting on his own bike.

As the drive begins, you two were just laughing at his stories from the gang, living in the moment as he speeds up making you cheer while he laughs and joins you in this blissful moment but a moment of perfection was bound to perish.

"That's a captain from Toman, right?"

"I don't care as long as I see that uniform—we have to defeat them."

A single second, rapidly passing through like light, a motorcyle from the opposing team crashes into you two while you let out a yelp at the full force impacted on you two as you heard Souta cry out before there's another hit and your senses were dizzied, the streetlights looking more like streaks of white in your line of vision while you failed to hear Nahoya's scream of your name.

Your boyfriend swerves the vehicle to prevent you two from getting thrown off, it fails when the second collision happened and he felt your arms loosen around him making his heart drop as the tire screeches and the motorcyle falls sideways to the ground, causing your head to clash to the brick wall as Nahoya separated from you.

"Smiley! Y/N!" Angry shouts, rushing to get off his bike. His older brother weakly stands up, his legs aching from being the ones used to support his body with blood dripping from his forehead but when he calls out for you and he receives silence, he panics immensely.

"Y/N? Y/N!" Your boyfriend calls out until he sees your passed out body with blood smeared on the wall as he runs to you, tripping a few times as he cradles you in his arm as the same crimson colored liquid leaks from the back of your head while his ear is pressed to your chest to hear your heartbeat that was growing quieter. Your lovers eyes widen at the terrifying lack of sound.

And the smile that he's held onto ever since he was a kid finally drops making his brother stood frozen at how distraught he was.

"Hey hey, open your eyes, babe!" He shakes your shoulders as Souta calls for help.

"Fuck! I'm so sorry!" He cries out, wiping his tears as the other Kawata could feel his eyes brimming his own tears at this side of his brother. "Y/N? C'mon open your eyes!" Nahoya tries one more time but falls to his expectations.

"It-It's my fault, goddammit! I am so sorry!" He sobs into your shoulder with evident cracks in his voice and it breaks him even more that you look so peaceful, so calm and beautiful but this wasn't what he had wanted you to look like. Not when your temperature has rapidly dropped and you couldn't hear him anymore.

"I love you so so much, Y/N."

"If I'm with you, anything is okay." Those were your last words to him and looking at you now, there was a massive difference that he despised.

"I'll protect you always." He promised before and he could feel his heart being surrounded in grief and regret for being unable to fulfill it.

"I miss you already." Nahoya's head rests on your chest, closing his eyes, sniffling as Souta has his hand on his brothers back. He didn't need to cover his ears to hear your heartbeat because it was already silent.

"Have you ever cried?" You asked him before.

"I don't think I'll ever cry."

"That's good, Nahoya. I'd hate to see you cry."

You didn't even get to wipe his tears away now that he was left without a purpose to smile any longer.

CONTAINS MENTIONS OF TENJIKU!!

♡ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀 was so dependent on you and his brother that he felt like you two were always gonna stick around him. He's had Smiley for a long time and he wished that he met you earlier. He tried to make sure you were never present in any of the areas where all these gangs were scattered because he knew how unfair and cruel they were. Even if he was ready to fight for you, he can't be so laid-back about it.

There was a new threat to the town, scattered reckless and barbaric members of Tenjiku which made him weary, hoping none of those people would come near you. Unfortunately, out of all the coincidences, you were shocked to see a beaten up Chifuyu as you called out to him making him turn to you, startled at your voice but he notices you anyway. "Y/N-san?" He asks as Mochi snarls at the sight of you. "You're with Toman? Pathetic." He pushes off the blonde and you take a few steps back but was welcomed with his hands tight in your neck as you gripped on his arm, coughing up your strive to breathe as Chifuyu immediately stands to remove you from the man.

"Fuck off, you asshole! Let me.. go!" You shouted despite the challenge you were facing as you tried to reach for his head but he backs away, laughing at you. "You've got some guts!" He exclaims before his hold got more aggressive like his fingers were digging onto your skin as you could feel your airways closing in on you.

Chifuyu manages to come from behind, kicking his legs as Mochi loses balance making him let go of you before your eyes could close while you inhaled deeply with the blonde carrying you in his arms, running away from the scene. "Shit! I'm so sorry, I'll bring you to Takemichi and get you out of here." You regained a bit of control to your breathing while you coughed. "What the fuck is happening? Where's Angry?" You panicked.

"I don't know where is but I'll bring you to him! I am so sorry for dragging you into this." He apologizes. "It's okay, I just hope Toman is safe."

Despite running for what felt like hours, Angry catches the two of you and raises an eyebrow. "Chifuyu and Y/N? That's weird." He comments while Nahoya looks to where he was looking at. "Well, somebody's jealous."

"Souta! I am so sorry—Y/N suddenly showed up and noticed me then Mochi took them by the neck. "

"WHAT?" Your boyfriend shouts and as he was about to embrace you, you were yanked away by the same man who strangled you and takes a swing to your stomach, too hard that it instantly results to you spitting out blood while the twins were held back.

"LET THEM GO!" Souta shouts, raging his way through the crowd along with his brother and Takemichi. "Go get, Y/N! I've got this." Nahoya instructs while his brother nods and parts through the group of men.

"See, I don't like little rats roaming around but this one surely has enough nerves to try and punch me earlier." And with the end of his sentence comes another strike to your body while you felt your insides cry at the placement of impact. Your lover gets to you, continous hits to Mochi but he's thrown to the side with such great force while you screamed, "SOUTA!" even if you could feel how your body was falling with every second and Mochi grows irritated by your shouts and protests so his fist gets in contact with the side of your head, hitting a vital point for you as your internal bleeding terribly escalates and your eyes go white, unable to recover.

"Two rats joined in one group. Fine, go ahead and join them." Mochi suggested before he grabbed you by the shirt, lifting you then proceeds to toss you the same area where he had thrown your boyfriend as Angry catches your fall and he's horrified by how you look, so unresponsive and barely breathing while his brother rushes to them.

"Smiley, Y/N isn't breathing enough." Souta states, a stoic and still tone to his voice while he searches for a heartbeat. "Love? Y/N? Please talk to me." He cries, but this wasn't the typical that powers his fist to attack those who hurt him and the others, this was a cry of a heart who wanted to mourn.

"Angry, the hospital is near us. We have to go. Now." The blue haired boy just quietly nods as Chifuyu drives Nahoya's bike with Takemichi and his brother was on the other one with him holding you at the back while they rush.

"We'll make it. We'll make it and then we get to go out on a date again, okay, Y/N?" He was holding you closer than anything he's ever done before. Kissing your hand and your forehead, ignoring how your skin has lost its warmth and its color. "I love you, you know? So don't be mean and leave me this early." He wanted to keep talking, he wanted to let you hear how he was begging for you to be with him again even if you're not answering back, he just needed to tell you all the things he was left to say under a time limit that he was approaching.

"You told me I had a nice smile when I first got to know you because you made me laugh. I love to see you like that." He kept on ranting because he knew was so short on time and his brother dreaded to hear his goodbyes to you.

"I'll come back for you. So please hug me when I see you again and I'll smile again." The second you reached the hospital he's bidding you one more farewell before they could take you away and drown in the waiting hours.

"I love you. " He whispers, kissing your forehead while they ran to catch you from his arms, muttering endless worries and observations of your condition, saying nothing of the things he wanted to hear as he falls to his knees, letting out a cry that could've echoed through the entire area. Such heavy and revenge ridden shouts of grief while he was unaware of how the last thing you heard was how much he loved you.

"I love you too, Souta."

TAGLIST: @strawberrieas @kwrg

[bokuroskitten]

𝐓𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 + 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐋𝐘 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 🧱

𖤐 warnings: kinda cracked, wrote this real quick for fun. Suggestive themes. All characters are AGED UP. All of them get 🧱 obviously hwjshs

𖤐 starring: Mikey, Draken, Baji, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Hanma.

𖤐 some of these are hilarious honestly, I giggled myself writing them, I also went 💀 cause some of these men are just plain simps man. I’ll be doing a part two with Koko, Kazutora, Sanzu, Taiju, Rindou and Ran !

Mikey- When you scold him

Everyone else is too afraid to do it, ever since Draken stop coming around that is. Sometimes Mikey would do dumb shit just to see if anyone had the nerve to say something, anything. They don't, of course. They don’t want to get their lights knocked out. But you? Yea you put an end to that pretty damn quickly. The first time it happens is during a meeting. Mikey isn’t paying attention, as per usual, despite being the leader and calling the meeting in the first place. Your voice rips him from his daze, along with the knit of your brow and the pout on your lips. “Pay attention! Quick staring off into space and wasting everyone’s time!” The men are deathly silent, holding their breath even. Mikey continues to stare at you and you stare right back, even going as far as raising your brows at him. “Don’t stare at me like that, answer me when I speak to you?!” Yea the only reason he isn’t speaking up is that he’s scared his voice might crack as all the blood rushes to his cock—

Draken- When he sees you doing something domestic

Draken never had a family outside of Toman, he was used to fending for his own even as a child. Cooking his own meals, keeping his space clean, managing every element from his own life at an early age. Starting the bike shop was no different, just another one of those things he was ready to take on and take care of. He didn’t mind it really, taking care of things. As he headed up the apartment above the shop he was already thinking about what he was going to make himself for dinner, swearing softly when he remembered just how little he had in his fridge. All of that was forgotten though as soon as he opened the door, the smell of fresh food wafting through the apartment and hitting him right on the nose. “Ah, baby! How was work?” There you were, at the tiny dining room table watching the warm food sizzle on the stove while you folded what he assumed was freshly cleaned laundry. You grinned up at him, only making his heart beat a little faster in his chest. “Listen I got off early today so I made dinner! You had nothing in your fridge dude, you really need to stop grocery shopping only when you start to starve… also? For the love of god wash your coveralls more often? They literally reak and the grease stains? I don't even know if I got them all out–” You were silenced by his lips, large hands easily scooping you up to sit you on the table as the folded clothes became your new seat. You tried whining about how the food would burn, but Draken heard none of it as he pressed his hard-on into your crotch, your cloth soon mixing with the clean ones.

Baji– when you put on a pair of jeans

It surprised him too, the first time it happened. The two of you were getting ready for a night out and Baji could have sworn you had tried on everything in your closet already. He groaned as he watched you stomp towards your dresser, pulling out tops you had already sworn not to wear. “Baby, please, you look sexy in literally anything you wear.” He was pouting when you glared at him. “You have to say that cause you’re my boyfriend.” He simply clicked his tongue, leaning further back into the bed when a shirt came flying back at his face. “We’re so late as it is, just pick something princess, the uh– the red top you had on earlier was hot as… fuck…” His voice trailed off as he watched you slip a pair of jeans over your thighs. You were making this cute little face as you did a few hops to get them on properly, but his eyes were much more focused on how your ass literally swelled before stubbornly going into the material of the jeans. You did a little sigh when then were done up, looking at yourself in the mirror. “What? Do you like these Kei? You got quiet all of a sudden.” When you looked back at him he was literally blushing, hand quick to readjust the boner that popped without his permission. “Keisuke?! Are you serious right now?!” “Baby are you serious?!” He was up in seconds, palms quick to cup your ass to squeeze it through the jeans as he groaned right in your ear. “As if your ass looks so fine going into a pair of jeans my lord–”

Mitsuya– When you feel confident in yourself

Sure, seeing you in the clothes he's made for you is a huge turn-on. He thinks you look beautiful in them, really he thinks you look beautiful always, but the glow you seem you radiate when you also feel beautiful? Now that's what gets his blood pumping. “Takashiiii~” You call out to him as he works, one needle held between his teeth as he adjusts a piece of fabric going through his sewing machine. He glances up finally when you slip into the room, the giggle you let out making him smile himself as he watches you check yourself out in the big wall-length mirror. No, the clothes your wearing were not made by him, but that's not what he's focusing on. What he’s focusing on is the way you look at yourself, biting your lip so cute and doing a couple of twirls to get a really good look good at yourself because you feel good. “Doesn't this look so cute Taka? I was scared it wasn’t gunna fit right but baby, it's so cute, right?!” He just chuckles softly, placing the needles down gently to stand up behind you. He smoothes his hands over the soft material that hugs you just right, unable to stop himself as he presses his bulge right up against your ass. That, along with the sound soft sound of his whisper up against your ear has you swooning almost as hard as he is. “You’re so fucking perfect doll, you know that? It’s so hot when you look at yourself like that…”

Chifuyu– When you’re sucking on a lollipop

No cause it's truly embarrassing for him. It seems like such a middle schooler thing to get bricked up about (and you’d tell him that too). But he just can’t help himself. He slips his apron off as he leaves through the back door of the pet shop to take his break. He knew you were going to meet up with him, and that alone had him excited. He was always excited to see you after all. Anyway, you were sitting on a bench not too far from the store, eyes focused on your phone screen. He was going to call out to you when your free hand grabbed at the stick of the lollipop to pull it free from your lips with a pop. When you licked at the sweet treat he could see the way it had dyed your tongue red, a bit of drool seeming to glisten on it as you suckled it softly between your lips. He had to clear his throat to get your attention instead. Your eyes lit up at the familiar sound, ready to greet him until you came face to face with his blushed face and very obvious boner. Your brows furrowed, dropping your phone down with an unamused look that only made him all the more embarrassed. “What? Just the sight of me now gets you hard? Fucking simp.” “Really?! Isn’t it supposed to be a good thing that I’m turned on by ?!”... “It's the lollipop isn't it?” “Baby it was the way you were suckin it just like you would my cock–”

Hanma– When you’re patching him up after a fight/when you admit you’re worried about him.

Now originally the hottest thing he had ever seen you do was throw a punch. He really thought nothing could be better than that, seeing how you so confidently told someone off and then left it off with a good punch to their jaw. Yea, he had fucked the daylights outta you for that. But this was different, a different kind of sexy that he wasn’t expecting to make him feel so much all at once. It was late, later than usual when he stumbled back into the shitty apartment the two of you shared. He was banged up pretty bad, nothing compared to the other guy of course, but bad enough that he was limping, still coughing up a bit of blood that lingered in his mouth. When the two of you made eye contact he was expecting an ear full. But instead, the glassy-eyed look of worry you gave him, along with the silence as you rushed for the first aid kit made him worried, dropping down at one of the kitchen chairs. You stood right between his legs, shushing him as soon as he tried to open his mouth and got to work patching him up. You still didn’t say a word, but he kept his eyes up on you the entire time, as you so gently cupped his swollen jaw, as you fixed up the gash on his eyebrow, as you diligently worked away the blood that coated his knuckles to make sure there were no serious cuts there either. He should have asked if you were mad, should have pushed you away to say he was just fine. But instead, he let you fix him up to the best of your abilities. When you finally sighed, he perked up a bit, readying himself for the lecture. But instead, you just pressed a kiss to his forehead as you eased yourself to sit on his thigh “Don’t scare me like that ever again, you hear me Shuji? You looked like shit stumbling in here and gave me a god damn heart attack.” He wasn’t sure exactly what it was, if it was the gentleness in your tone, the way your eyes were watery with worry, or the fact that you were holding him just so softly that made him pop one up after you wrapped your arms around him. That's what got him the lecture, your sift smile quickly turning into a grimace as you flicked the spot you kissed seconds before. “You’re disgusting.” “Mm, tell me you were worried about me again, please baby?”

[ranspuppyboy]

BD 1ST GEN X "I want a cream pie"

CW // Suggestive (+16 bc nothing explicit) , just a crack smau tbh

🔞Shinichiro

🔞Takeomi

🔞Wakasa

🔞Benkei

[kazuwhora]

hi kc can I request some visuallllsssss please :D any characters you want! just thirsty for some visuals heh

EEEP I spent like 2 hours on twitter for this because I too, am thirsty anon.

likes/reblogs/follows appreciated heheh visuals are so entertaining!

ft: mikey, draken, mitsuya, chifuyu, kazutora, hanma, ran, && rindou

cw: lots of NSFW visuals so MINORS DNI. bondage, femdom, pretty much the whole works. lots of f!receiving oral and fingering as well.

M I K E Y x x x x x

mikey wants you on top of him. he wants you to feel in control, he wants that rush of your dominance kept at bay only by the way his cock hits all the right spots inside you. he wants you to feel powerful, while still knowing that it's only him that can make you cum like that. he wants you to fall apart on top of him. grab his chest for stability, he wants to look at the way your face contorts in pleasure all because of him.

D R A K E N x x x x x

he wants to dominate you, but your pleasure is always his first priority. he wants to make you tremble, making sure you know who's in charge. he wants you to submit to him, to be a good girl for him and do what he says. that way he can be nice to you, right? good girls get rewarded, and that's all draken wants for you. to reward you with his cum, and your throbbing cunt clenching around his cock while he fucks you till you can't take it anymore.

M I T S U Y A x x x x x

mitsuya wants to give you the world. he wants you to know just how much he loves you with every stroke of his cock inside you. he wants you to feel what he feels, especially when you've got him twitching and panting from your cunt alone. he wants you to feel special, adored, and loved, even if the only thing you can think of when his hips rut into you is the way his cock kisses your walls so perfectly. just for you.

C H I F U Y U x x x x x

chifuyu is always in a fight with himself because he doesn't know what he wants. on one hand, the way you push him onto the bed and take his cock in your mouth has him desperate for air and hungry for more. but on the other hand, he just can't stop thinking about pinning you down and showing you how good he can be for you. he wants nothing more than to please you, and sometimes his urges get the best of him especially when he's got you beside him, sharing your pleasure and nearly competing with each other in a game of who can make the other cum first.

K A Z U T O R A x x x x x x x

he likes it when you take control, when you tease him until he's on his knees begging you for more, grovelling at your feet like a desperate little puppy. he likes it when you're intimate with him, bodies so close yet all he wants is more. more of you, more of your taste, the feeling of you, more more more. he's a greedy boy, but only because he loves you so much. he wants you to praise him, tell him what a good boy he's been for you, how good his cock feels inside of you, how good he's doing. he wants to hear these words while you ride him, his hands gripping desperately at your skin while soft whimpers leave his lips all for you.

H A N M A x x x x x

hanma gets sick of you always getting in the way of things. so greedy, always wanting more. he can't stand it, so he loves seeing you tied up so you can't move or grasp for more of his cock. he loves to torture you with pleasure, edging you then slapping your dripping cunt for being a naughty cock hungry princess. he wants you to know you're helpless under him, and there's nothing you can do but submit to his pleasure and overstimulation. after all, you're his perfect little cocksleeve aren't you?

R A N x x x x x

he wants you to know that he's here for your pleasure, but that doesn't mean you can get away with whatever you want. he wants so desperately to watch you cum for him, reminding you that only he can make you feel this way. only he can get you shaking from his fingers, begging for his cock. only he can do these things to you because you're his pretty princess that deserves the world- but only the world with him in it. he's not good at sharing :/

R I N D O U x x x x x

rindou wants you to be a whiny brat for him so he can put you in his place. he wants to show you just what your begging for and he wants to show you that he wont put up with your little games. he wants to hold you down so you can't squirm, forcing you into panic with no outlet for the immense amount of pleasure he's so kind as to give you. he'll tell you that next time daddy wont be so nice to you if you can't learn to behave, all while you're screaming into the pillow that you can't take any more of his cock :)