#it's a love hate relationship with Hanma sometimes

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Hcs for anal with Hanma

Anal w/ Hanma

♡ NSFW, fem reader, mention of porn but like who cares lol, anal sex obvi, anal fingering, oral->fem receiving, lil bit of spanking ♡

note: anooon stooop! he's such an ass man, y'all already know how I feel about this mf 🙄 lanky ass grim reaper (affectionately)

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🏵️ Hanma who suggests anal sex on a whim and pouts like a brat when you tell him no

🏵️ Hanma who'll send you amateur porn videos of couples having anal sex followed by a text that says "this could be us rn 😔♥️"

🏵️ Hanma who damn near jumps out of his skin when you finally agree to let him tap that

🏵️ Hanma who gets an egregious amount of lube on your bedsheets while he's trying to prep you

🏵️ Hanma whose tongue laps at your pussy as he pumps his fingers in and out of your ass

🏵️ Hanma whose hands gently knead your cheeks before teasingly spanking them

🏵️ Hanma who has to bite down on your shoulder just to muffle his moans as he finally gets to fuck your ass

🏵️ Hanma who cums fast because you're clenching around him too good, but don't worry, he can and will be going all night long until he's fully satisfied

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[the-grimm-writer]

Thinking about having a toxic relationship with your yan. Knowing that you should run away and never look back. But the way he makes you feel is something no other person can replicate, and he knows this.

It's addicting, the way he knows you so well. The small things that he knows will get to you. Remembering your favorite movie and show. Your go to take out order. Your guilty pleasures that he doesn't judge you for.

And he knows your body so well that he knows all the right buttons to push, how hard or slow to go for you to scream and cry with pleasure and make you come undone.

He's so close to being the perfect man for you. If he hadn't gotten so possessive over you before you became more than just friends with benefits. Or if he didn't hate when you showed attention to anyone else, even friends that you've been close to long before you even met him. Not to mention how pushy he gets for you to move in with him after just a few months of being together.

Because of that, fights with him were often. Why did you look at that guy at the store for too long? Who were you just texting? Let him see your phone. Why didn't you respond to him? Why do you have to leave? Just stay with him.

If you do leave or try and break things off, he uses all the excuses for you to come back. That he misses you. He can't live without you. Even just the classic you forgot something at his place.

You go back despite your friends begging you not to. Terrified that one day they'll see you on a missing person's poster and they'll never see you again.

Worst of all, you know they have a reason to worry.

You know the things he says during fights are true. He wants to lock you away and throw away the fucking key. He wants to bash any other person who even looks at you wrongs head in until they're an unrecognizable mess on the side of the road. That you belong to him. That he knows how he feels isn't healthy. He just loves you so much that he just doesn't care.

Then once you're done screaming at him, telling him that you're done, you hate him and never want to see him again. That all your friends and family were right about him, he grabs you and pulls you into an aggressive, passion filled kiss that always leads to your clothes being ripped off of you.

And after a night filled with rough hate sex, covered in marks and bruises, he gently pulls you into his arms. He kisses your cheek, softly apologizing for going too far. He buys you gifts the next day as well. Expensive jewelry and even the cute little plush that you've been wanting from the store.

He swears that he'll never do it again. Confesses that he just loves you so much that sometimes he can't help but snap. And you melt right into his sweet words, thinking that maybe it is okay for someone to love you the way he does when he makes you feel like the most special girl in the world even after hurting you.

When you tell him that you love him too, he knows he has you exactly where he wants you. Right by his side. Even if it winds up destroying you both.

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BNHA: Keigo, Dabi, Natsuo, Aizawa, Kirishima

JJK: Choso, Geto, Gojo, Nanami

Tokyo Revengers: Mikey, Izana, Kazutora, Nahoya, Ran, Sanzu, Hanma

[baby-tini]

Tini absolutely serious question here

which of the tr guys is a milf hunter 🤨

I have an absolutely serious answer for you anon.

Hanma is definitely a man who makes it his mission too fuck older woman, he gets the best head from them after all PLUS they're less likely too get attached and push for a relationship- which will only push him away.

Ran would also intentionally go after older woman, given they're more experienced and he doesn't have too play teacher and tell them how too suck his cock, plus they're less likely too be shy when getting intimate- and while he does like an inexperienced virgin sometimes he just needs too fuck someone like he hates them, he doesn't always play nice.

Nahoya\Smiley loves an older woman, he ain't gotta teach them shit and they know what it is. He just wants too fuck and he wants a good fuck at that. He doesn't want a tilted head and confused eyes. He wants them on their knees without him even having too say it.

Shinichiro also wants to fuck an older woman- especially since he heard from Takeomi that they mind-blowing orgasms to virgins like Shin

[celestica-1988]

An headcanon for every Tokyo Revengers character. Some are funny, other are not.

Mikey favorite holiday is Halloween cause he can eat as many sweets as he wants and nobody can tell him shit.

Draken secretly wants to go to a spa with Emma. Draken babysits Toman, Emma takes care of the Sano household and they need to rest. He gets flustered if he thinks about sharing a bed with her or taking a bath together at the offsprings.

Baji feeds stray cats and others animals. Animals are naturally drawn to him for some reasons.

Chifuyu likes to watch TV programs of plane crashes. He dreams to be a pilot and he wants to learn how to avoid situations like the ones in the programs.

Takemichi started reading and watching thrillers in the hope they help him sharpen his ability to investigate

Kazutora still has nightmares of his father beating his mother.

Mitsuya keeps himself updated on what is popular amongs kids so he can sew cool things to his sisters like clothes or stuffed animal.

Hakkai is secretly learning Italian since he loves the Godfather series.

Taiju favorite film is Shark Tale.

Pahchin sleeps cuddling his dog.

Pehyan reads scientific books so he can came up with more witty come backs on Pahchin brain.

Angry is really loved by the elderly people in his neighborhood because he's always ready to help them in any way despite his grumpy face. One of the grannies taught him the perfect recipe for ramen.

Smiley is an hardcore naruhina shipper and won't hesitate to fight if someone insults his otp.

When Mucho saw Sanzu for the first time he thought he seemed like a stray cat. That's why he approached him with food aka cheesecake.

Sanzu would like to fix his relationship with Senju but he doesn't know how. Senju is always with Takeomi and he hates Takeomi. He's also scared that if he stops checking on Mikey, even for a second, something bad will happen to him and Shinichiro would have died in vain.

Kisaki has an album of pics of Hinata that he took when she didn't notice.

Hanma really loves movies with a lot of action and comments loud every scene of violence saying what he would have done instead if he was the protagonist.

Kokonoi talks about his days and his thoughts to a framed pic of Akane. He feels like she's still with him.

Inui plays guitar and he's interested in spiritism.

Izana throws darts to a Karen Kurokawa pic pinned on the wall because she ruined his life and his relationship with Emma and Shinichiro.

Kakucho shaves his hair by himself. He's not comfortable with people touching his scar.

Shion is unexpectedly good with children. He's a bit chaotic but overall a good babysitter.

Mochi is really good at cooking and he's proud of it.

Rindou started going to the gym because he was tired of being teased for his chubby cheeks. His guilty pleasure is eating Mac Donald food.

Ran loves 70s lamps, the one with bubbles that are moving up and down inside. They help him sleep.

South loves to dance Latin dances like samba, cha cha cha, rumba etc...

Wakasa has got some fishing trophies in his apartment.

Benkei appears as a tough guy but he loves to sleep with plushies.

Shinichiro has got an organizer that uses as his diary in which he writes his thoughts and notes all of his siblings birthdays.

Takeomi is always scolded by his relatives because of how he wasted his life, raised Haru to be a lunatic and ruined the relationship between Haru and Senju.

Hinata secretly trains in martial arts to help Takemichi, even though she knew he probably won't let her take part in a fight.

Emma often thinks at how good it would be if Izana lives with them. She wants him to have a family.

Yuzuha listen to heavy metal as a let out of her frustration for living with Taiju.

Senju sometimes wants to be adopted by Wakasa so she won't have Takeomi around and maybe Sanzu would visit her. She also hate Concordes.

[nxuvillette]

thoughts on best friends brother!hanma? how he’d act with the sneaking around to avoid your best friend? 🥺

❥- note : hi nonnie <3 this made me go kinda crazy because i love something secretive with shuji :> !! i hope you enjoyed this tehe.

content warnings : nsfw [17+], fem!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, reader is best friends with hanma’s sister, mentions of hookups, brief car sex mention, teasing, secret relationship, use of pet names (babydoll , doll), praising, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, multiple orgasms.

hanma never imagined that he’d end up messing around with his little sister’s best friend.

you and hanma had met after your best friend took you over to her house. she mentioned him many times before, but you weren’t expecting him to be so fucking hot. hanma was six foot four with these delicious tattoos on his hands that made him seem intimidating from the naked eye. he was charming, too. he had this sultry tone in his voice that would make it difficult for you to even look at him and his honey eyes.

there would be lingering glances between you two, and there were even a few instances where you would both end up alone with each other. there was always something in the air whenever you two were in the same room. thankfully, your best friend never noticed. you would hate for her to get the wrong idea about your friendship. 

hanma eventually caved into his desires for you and messaged you one night. despite it being almost two in the morning, you decided to go and see him. you both ended up hooking up in the backseat of his car. it was some of the best sex you had ever had. it was like hanma knew your body already. he touched, fucked, licked, all of the right places that made you melt in his fingers. it was clear that this wouldn’t be a one time thing, judging by hanma’s behavior towards you after your first initial hookup.

it was difficult to hide your secret from your best friend. that was her older brother. it would mean lots of betrayal if she were to discover what was going on. 

but, you just couldn’t stop.

whenever she was working, hanma would have you come over and you would both fuck for hours. he would put you in all kinds of positions and leave your cunt stuffed with his cum. it was just the way he liked it. 

sometimes, he’d play a dangerous game and touch you whenever she was in the room. he’d brush his fingertips along your waist or get a little too close to your ass whenever he was walking by. he’d just smirk and give you that look that said it all. he loved to see how much he could work you up until you were a needy slut for him in bed the next time you met up.

it was risky, but that’s why he loved it so damn much. 

it was later in the night. your best friend had gone to some frat party that was about an hour away, and you were lying in hanma’s sheets with your legs on his shoulders. his cock was drilling into your pussy, creating sloppy noises with every rut of his hips. your cunt was always crying for him. he loved to see how wet it could get. 

“like that, babydoll? fuck.. look at you.. taking me so fucking well..” his thumb tugged at your bottom lip, revealing some of your teeth. 

you whined when hanma’s cock reached your g-spot. the tip was relentlessly pressing against that button, making your vision become hazy. you were so lost in bliss. any stress you had could be taken away by him. “yes, h-hanma! i love it so much!” you cried, your eyes becoming glassy from the tears that formed at your lash line.

he changed his angle so he was now reaching further into your hole. hanma caught your lips and began to kiss you slowly. god, his kisses were just too fucking good. your fingernails then threaded through the strands of his dual colored hair, bringing him closer to you. you were already on your third orgasm, and your body was reaching its limit. hanma didn’t show any signs of halting, though. he needed you so badly. he hated that he couldn’t see you as often as he wanted.

the kiss was broken between you as hanma pressed his forehead against yours. his golden eyes that were like the sun stared into your own. “can’t get enough of you, doll.” he mumbled against your puffy lips. “i’m gonna fuck you till you’re pregnant.. with my baby..” 

the thought alone made your pussy squeeze his cock, which hanma gladly took note of. you were a bit surprised to hear such a proposal, but nonetheless did it turn you on. “yes.. please!” you put your arms around his neck, leaving sloppy kisses on his lips.

he smirked, then began fucking you at a brutal pace. his balls smacked against your clit from how quick his thrusts were. hanma could only think about fucking his cum into you. he wouldn’t care if his sister was pissed. he wanted you.

sin wrapped around your throat. hanma clenched his teeth as he finally released into you. thick ropes of cum filled your womb. he practically emptied his balls inside of you, and he fucking loved it. he loved how great it felt. no other guy would ever dare to do such a thing to you, so he felt proud of himself for doing so. you deserved it all from him. 

he leaned forward to kiss you passionately. you felt so full. there was a mess, but neither of you cared at all. “what do you say.. round four?” he chuckled.

© NXUVILLETTE ┆ all rights reserved, do not repost, translate, or claim as your own.

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

Heyyy,can i request a Hanma bf hc?

Ofc! Thank you so much for requesting!

GN!Reader

His partner definitely would be shorter than him and Hanma would tease you a LOT about your height difference.

Loves comparing hand sizes with you.

Protective type? Definitely. He has this urge to protect you for literally no reason.

He's lazy type, so just laying down and watching movies together sounds great to him.

If he ever falls in love, then he falls in love HARD. He does like just some casual relationships that will probably fail at one point but as I said, if he falls then he falls hard. If he chose you as his lover, then you'll be his until death.

Unable to keep his hands to himself. He'd have his hands on your waist and thighs almost always.

Never knew he was the one to get jealous until you got impressed by some guy's strength. He got so annoyed and decided to show off. Did he make your jaw drop? Yes. Was he proud? Absolutely.

He loves showing you off. In Valhala, everyone would know that you're dating him. Most delinquents might hide the fact that they're dating but he absolutely wouldn't. He's positive that he can protect you and he has no reason to hide your relationship unless you want to.

Drives his motorcycle way too fast and sometimes he's very reckless as if playing with death. No he wouldn't drive any slower with you unless you're really really really scared.

Loves taking pictures of/with you. He has whole collection of your pictures in his room. Pictures of you doing your daily activities, pictures of you studying, sleeping, smiling, crying, kissing him, working out (if you do) and etc.

Loves when you yell at him, scold him, boss him around or acting bratty with him. That gets him excited. Ofc he would take arguments seriously but he's definitely big adrenaline whore.

He'd purposely walk without shirt in front of you, flex his muscles, hug you from behind and show his abs off just to tease you.

Loves playing games so at those times, you'd have to get his attention on you.

To think that HE, Shuji Hanma, would cheat would be kinda foolish not gonna lie. He dislikes people except him, you and Kisaki.

Big control freak. He loves dominating you and seeing you so vulnerable.

Has hard time opening up, in fact, he doesn't open up about his feelings at all. Yeah there have been times where he did open up to you but mostly would keep things to himself.

If you hate smokers, he would say bye bye to his cigarettes. You're much more important anyway.

Isn't violent in front of you. Not everyone loves the sight of bruised and bleeding bodies and he's aware of that. So he wouldn't be violent in front of you unless there's no other way.

Type of guy who'd be giggling because you drank from the same cup as him which means that you two "kissed".

When you two still weren't in relationship, you two got into small argument and you absolutely jokingly said "oh you wanna kiss me so bad" and wtf, he actually did. He actually kissed you.

LOVES manhandling you. In bed and in general too.

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Have a nice day/night!

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

I was wondering if you have any hc for Kisaki in relationships? And any specifically with him with someone who loves a party? Like if there’s a beat nearby, he knows his s/o is shimmying over while grabbing his hand (or Hanmas lmao) so he can join.

Sure, here are some!

Kisaki would be willing to learn to dance or at least attempt to if it meant you would only dance with him.

He has definitely threatened other guys for trying to dance with you before too.

Isn't really keen on parties or those kinda scenes but toletates them for you.

Another easy way to get him to dance is if someone (esp Hanma) teases him about not being able to dance. Kisaki refuses to be bad at anything and will dance to prove a point.

Despite Kisaki not liking dancing that much, he thinks you look beautiful whenever you do it. He can't keep his eyes off of you as you move in time with the beat.

Sometimes sneaks photos of you dancing, he has a whole folder full of them on his phone.

Knows all of your favourite songs and will not hesitate to tell to ask the DJ to play them

Kind of hates watching you dance with Hanma, his clumsy moves always pale in comparison to yours according to Kisaki (he's totally not jealous of Hanma)

And finally, he will not hesitate to grab your hands and lead you away from the music if the two of you have to be somewhere else.

[yaeran]

woof ★ tokyo revengers

—fluff, crack

—you own a dog! how’s your boyfriend around them tho?

??very random but i thought it would be cute.

mikey/ran/takeomi/izana either loves it or hates it— like it’s either his best friend, they do everything together and when he’s dozing off it’s his teddy bear. or he makes your dog know he’s superior and that he’s your favourite like there’s so much competition??

sanzu/baji/nahoya/draken/rindou/shinichiro/hanma he loves your dog more than he loves you (jokes but is it really?) sometimes when you’re at school he’ll ask, ‘can i come over? i wanna make out. we can go do homework together’ but man we all know he just wanna see your dog. he buys so many gifts for the dog and by the end of it the dog is just attached to him as he is. + he’d take your dog on walks (even without your knowledge).

chifuyu/kazutora/mitsuya/inui/wakasa he’s a cat person but he respects your pick in animals— he may try to acquaint them with cats and pray it goes well cause if it doesn’t it may be the end of your relationship. how can you guys live together if you can’t have both cat and dog!!? all jokes aside he eventually warms up to the dog and takes care of it like how he’d treat a cat.

takemitchi—/souya/hakkai/kokonoi literally scared of it like even if it’s not doing anything to him he’d just stay at a corner or stick to you his whole stay. the fear could take him to could drive him to a crying point. would probably end up having all home dates at his place.

[softshuji]

Hanma would have thought you'd picked up on it by now.

That he loves you.

It's pretty obvious and he'd like to think he hasn't made it a secret, though apparently it's lost on you even now and it infuriates him when you relegate yourself to just "someone he hangs out with". You're dumb, and he means it endearingly, blindingly obtuse and dense and he'd find it cute if it didn't mean he was biting his tongue hard enough to hurt when you somehow miss all the deliberate glances at your lips.

And he likes that to such a degree it bothers him. He's weird about it, finds himself thinking about you so often and with an intensity that's unfamiliar and terrifying all at once.

He's known lust before, he's never not been transparent about the women there was before you, and you've done the same. You'd like to think you have the unique type of relationship where it never means much, where the overgrown thicket of your pasts is left just there; in the past. He doesn't care, he knows he's not the first and, truth be told, he doesn't expect to be your last either.

And it's not that he doesn't care enough. But he's under no illusions regarding how much of a catch you are. He thinks you're pretty, beautiful even, whatever word he can find in kisaki's stupid thesaurus to describe things he likes to look at . And he really does like to look at you. He's less than subtle about it sometimes. A smile thrown your way he hopes you catch, a Cheshire cat grin that he hopes, much to his own chagrin, inspires a same excitement and spark in you that you do in him.

He loves you and it bothers him more than it should when he realizes he can't have you in the way he wants. The world isn't kind enough to give you to him, and why would it be? When he's spent so long denying simple desires to others for the promise of his own future- or even just because he feels like it. But there is still imperceptible pain, when he asks you how a date went on the other end of a call, and he hears a smile in your voice on the happier ones, or a melancholic undertone on the ones that are less so.

And he hates that it grates him when you talk about this special guy you're in love with who has everything you want, who you think you'd be happy with if he'd just accept you.

And it burns to such an extent he feels like bashing this bastards skull in.

But instead- 'Oh yeah? He sounds like a real catch sweetheart, why don't you tell him how you feel?'

You pause at that point, soft pitter patter of your heart that you're convinced he can hear. 'It's complicated. I don't think he feels the same,' you say and it's a sad truth, because why would he? He's everything and you're under no illusions about the type of girl he can get, or even the one he's into.

Spoiler alert: you don't think it's you.

He almost laughs at the incredulity of it all. 'Doesn't feel the same? Well then that's his loss pretty girl, he's not worth it then.'

The irony isn't lost on you and you're close to telling him, blurting it out in some way to assuage the hurt- or the burden of keeping it to yourself. But you're convinced it'll only complicate your relationship further when you're - even now- not exactly sure what you are. Not quite just friends, not quite whatever else there might be either.

But he'd like to think there's no one on the earth he'd rather stay with, that thanks to you he finds himself thinking more and more about what he'd previously refused to even entertain.

And maybe a ring might catch his eye when he walks past a jeweler's with you, and you'll wander off and he'll watch you and wonder whether it's his imagination that tells him a pretty rock would look even better on a pretty girl like you.

'Babe?' you say and touch his arm and he softens, turns to you with a soft and reserved smile before he lifts your hand to kiss and you flare a little hotter at the simple romance of him and his actions.

You hate that he makes it so easy to love him, you'd wish for a harder heart if it meant it hurt less to watch him like this.

And he lets you do all those embarrassing things he wouldn't be seen dead doing anywhere else. Face masks and movies and late night drives, you dabbing creams on his cheeks that linger on his skin, a scent that reminds him a little too sharply of you when he finds the smell of you on his clothes later. Lavender and honey and oatmeal (like seriously who puts oatmeal in moisturizer?) And he finds he's fighting a smile that's come a little too easily when he catches the scent of you on his skin.

You've never been good at the whole relationships thing- and you're under the impression that if you drowned yourself in enough dates and casual sex, that maybe you might love him less and let him go, or at least love him in a way that doesn't bring you pain. And yet, you find it hurts until you're able to crawl back to him at the end of the day, strong and warm arms that come around you as surely as the night turns to day. If you were any stronger you could deny yourself that simple pleasure, that simple weakness.

'You okay princess?' he says, hands running deftly across your arms,the goosebumps seen and not spoken about.

'It doesn't matter- he sucked anyways, fuck him,' you say and bury your face in the comfort of his broad chest, because it easier to pretend like it's not all about him, like he's not exactly what you dream about.

'I can kill him if you want. You want me to sweetheart?" He's only half joking- he really would. And therein lies half the issue. He'd give you the world if he could, if you'd let him.

You suck in a breath, tears now smeared all over his white dress shirt. 'No, it's fine just forget about him, he's not worth the effort.'

But you are, he thinks. You're worth every effort.

But he'll keep it a secret, the both of you will, and honestly, he thinks you're cute and beautiful, funny and sweet, the best in fact. And blindingly obtuse and maybe it would be funny if it didn't bother him so much.

That the one thing he wants is the one he can't have.

Reblogs appreciated!!

[imjustabeanie]

Matchup exchange

For @ethereal-moonglow

Your tokyo revengers match is....Sanzu!

After much consideration…I picked Sanzu! Followed by Mitsuya and Hanma. Now hear me out before screaming scandal! First if you attract the clinical he sure is here, plus you love psychology and he needs fixing. Just kidding, kinda but I kept imagining scenarios and you two would fit well…NOT in the bonten timeline. I don’t know who he fits with in that timeline as much as I like it, it’s my second fav. My n1 is the original.

How you two met:

Mikey paired you with him. He knows that Sanzu follows his orders to a T so he could trust him to be a gentleman if asked. Plus he felt kinda guilty cuz he’s the reason why Sanzu is like that….Anyways your first meeting was….uneventful. Sanzu stayed silent and only made snarky comments from time to time. It’s really time that wore him down. You are nice to children and generally a caring person, even if he tried he couldn’t hate it. You are a close friend of Emma, and thus Mikey likes you. That’s what pushed him to get closer and understand why he liked you. Yup that’s his hidden agenda for asking about your hobbies and favorite franchises. Hell he even agreed to watch series with you. What he didn’t anticipate in his grandiose plan is for him to genuinely enjoy your company and get attached. For once he could live a semi normal life and do things normal people do. You soon became his comfort from all the chaos. Even when you eventually opened up and showed your chaotic side he didn’t mind and even encouraged it! Unfortunately you’re the voice of reason in the friendship. It will change later in the relationship tho. Sanzu is a very sarcastic and blunt friend. He won’t hesitate to tease you and it can be borderline mean but you know he doesn’t mean it. Heck you two often engage in friendly banters. He calls you crybaby but will glare at anyone who tries to do the same. Yeah he is possessive of his friends.

How Sanzu asked you out? It was after a particularly hard mission. In the adrenaline filled moments, something snapped and he started flirting back with you. He even started following you around because well…Sanzu. He offered to teach you how to fight and then made a deal with you. Winner gives a dare to the looser. He won and asked…you out. How romantic. Please guide this poor soul why did it sound better in my head.

As a lover:

He’s all over the place. But the most important is that he’d get more involved in your life. Sanzu loves to hear you yap. You two being in a room= yapping intensifies. But he’s silent when you talk, especially about a scientific subject. He’s not that bright in school and these are subjects he’s bad at, that’s why he loves it when you teach him more because he knows you won’t judge him for his lack of culture there. I believe it’s a hidden insecurity of his, he’s not academically gifted and even the one he looks up to treats him like a dog (it’s low-key why I somewhat dislike mikey) All these insecurities are something he tries to hide, but will eventually show with time. As a last way to ask help before he succumbs to bad tendencies…Good thing you’re somewhat of a therapist because it’s not for everyone to deal with him in that mindset. It will take a LOT for him to eventually overcome them in a healthy way but one thing for sure. He’ll forever be thankful and won’t send a shitty breakup paragraph once he’s better. Sanzu believed he was a lost cause and you showed him otherwise.

Ahem back to the happy stuff, Sanzu in the future is the type of lover to try to make you skip work. It sometimes works and you can be sure you’ll be dragged in a wild adventure. That’s how you can describe his dates, he rarely plans them. He just wakes up, tells you to follow him and then tada it’s a date. It can range from an arcade date to a dinner in a fancy restaurant. He doesn’t care how other perceive him anymore, he just wants to be happy with you. Sanzu is also very much into PDA. He hugs and kiss you all the time. If you forget to say I love you or give him a kiss he will pout and dramatically complain out loud.  The only dates Sanzu will genuinely plan are on important days. Besides that once you two are far enough into the relationship, you can expect surprise vacations.

As you can see, Sanzu is a very dedicated boyfriend whose goal becomes to make you happy. With time his codependency on Mikey will lessen but will probably switch to you…his biggest nightmare is to lose you or disappoint you due to his job and past.

[puprdou]

hewo pup ;3

saw ur reblog, whats ur top five tr boyos ??

haiii toni :3 ohoh okay okay wait!! m going in order from 1-5 here,,,, and it’s SO hard for me to pick because i yume multiple of them and i frankly just love them all.. sighs.....

𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 ── ૂ♥︎ુ ࣪⠀⠀⠀⠀he’s at number one, of course. even before i started watching/reading tokyo revengers, i still absolutely adored him. he was the entire reason that i began tokyo revengers, and i could not be any happier about it. i feel as though tokyo revengers has changed me as a whole person (i sound corny i know), but he means the world to me, even if he isn’t real. his character, his story, it was all written so well and it’s genuinely hard for me to describe every nook and cranny about how much i love him as a character because i love everything about him, even in the bad timelines, he was written so perfectly and his emotions were shown in the best ways. i feel as though i relate to him in multiple aspects, which is probably another reason as to why i love his character so much. he was my first tr yume, and i could not love him more ♡

𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐉𝐈 ── ૂ♥︎ુ ࣪⠀⠀⠀⠀he’s like,,, fighting mikey for #1 in my heart constantly. once again, i think he is an amazingly written character. i feel as though his backstory and where he grew up adds so much to him, and even though we had a ’bad’ first impression on him, he grew so much on me for multiple reasons. i also feel as though i relate to him in certain ways,, and i feel like his relationship with emma was so good and so heartbreaking at the same time that it just grew me to love him even more. him and mikey are just.. ugh, they came in a package bb, i couldn’t only take one!

𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 ── ૂ♥︎ુ ࣪⠀⠀⠀⠀#3!! when i first saw him, i didn’t care about the money he had, i didn’t care a single bit about the image most people saw him. i was so intrigued by his character and his backstory, and seeing the reason he is how he was in most timelines is genuinely heartbreaking. i’m glad that inupi forgave him and that they were on good terms again, but it’s hard for me to handle it sometimes. i feel like koko could’ve handled the situation so much better (not that i could have, i’m not shaming him), but even then i think he was written so perfectly as a character. he was so dedicated to akane to the point where he genuinely went through hell and back just to try and save her, and when he couldn’t he went to inupi because he sees her in him. it hurts a lot, and i hate it when people just see his character for how he is with inupi and his money, because it is so wrong. i think he’s an amazing character and deserves more than he gets.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 ── ૂ♥︎ુ ࣪⠀⠀⠀⠀definitely my #4. i debated putting rindou here but i simply couldn’t. i relate to his character so much, between his trauma to his situation with his family, to his guilt and shame, the blaming, the mental sanity, the detachment from reality, everything about it triggered so much in me when i was watching/reading about him in the manga or the anime for the first time. as someone who has bad family problems and often detaches myself from reality, blames others, feels shame and mentally insane all the time, i understand his character so much even in the final timeline, or the timelines after he got released from juvie. i wanna hug him so badly :((

𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 ── ૂ♥︎ુ ࣪⠀⠀⠀⠀it was either him, hanma, or rindou at my #5. but, i picked him ofc! because who doesn’t love baji? i feel like it isn’t really that baji doesn’t want a girlfriend/partner, but more so that nobody interests him. he would want somebody that knows him, that he can find comfort in, that he feels he doesn’t need to be fake with, somebody that won’t freak out about how much he fights or his problems, yk? i love how loyal he was to his friends through and through, he was loyal to toman and he was loyal to kazutora all at once and it genuinely hurt me that he didn’t get more. you can tell wakui started missing him after he killed him off..

lso, you are getting ur own tag now. finally. if u want i can change it if u want like dif symbols or wtv just lmk in the comments or wtv :3

[banana-revenge]

Banana Rambles: Tokyo Revengers HEADCANON Edition -- Part 2

So why did Baji grew his hair long? Two possibilities: honoring his mother (because DUH they look alike with that hair) and to shut those people up who keeps on saying that he looks like his shit of a father.

Yeah we all know that Hina's dad is a a cop. That's why she loves playing Sherlock Holmes when she was little (and that was so evident when she spied on Emma and Mikey being together when she still had no idea of their true relationship).

Canon stated that Koko likes tarot reading. So what if he was able to predict the outcome of the final battle between the New Toman and the KMG before the bout itself!?

So Draken never knew his dad and his mom abandoned him at age two. But what if either of them suddenly showed up again in his life for some reason? To make it crazier, what if his MIA dad was actually a business magnate who was forced to abandon his love and child out of fear of losing inheritance?

Probably one reason we couldn't find Takemichi's parents anywhere because they work in graveyard shifts.

Would it be cute if there is something called a Build-a-Bear Exchange Program like in Card Captor Sakura where they would make their own bears and will trade their creation with someone they care the most? Everyone would pray they'll get Mitsuya's bear being a crafts expert -- but he ended up giving it to someone else. Hina and Emma's works were decent enough. Draken tried his best, so is Chifuyu (well he still had a 'creative' side so don't deprive him of that). Yuzuha hates crafts, so Hakkai had to fill in (although his work was, ehem, questionable). Don't ask about Takemichi and Mikey, though. And don't make me start with Baji and Kazutora, theirs were the embodiment of a massacre.

Been thinking, in the good timeline, did Kazutora finally lived on his own? If so, was he able to get a good apartment with Pah-chin's help? It would be hilarious if Pah would end up as his LANDLORD.

I think most of the characters would continue their education, like high school. Mikey and Draken would because of Shinichiro (although Draken and Inupi would begin working in Shinichiro's shop as part-time). Kisaki and Koko would, duh -- both might end up in pretty good private high schools with higher chances of taking them to ToDai or any top university in the country. Some, like Mitsuya, Pah-chin and Peh-yan, would rather not go to high school and instead pursue other interests like fashion and real estate. Hakkai still had to go to high school despite modelling commitments. And Kazutora? He chose to live a carefree life, until Chifuyu pulled him to the pet shop he was currently working from.

Mitsuya's creativity flourished because of poverty. He made a stuffed toy for Luna's 3rd birthday when she was wishing for one. He later made another one when Mana was born. He later learned how to make clothes from reading those DIY books in the library, which later sparked his interest in designing in the future.

Hanma HATES cold weather.

Emma would sometimes hate the fact how Draken would mostly have scars on different parts of his body (the last straw was when he got stabbed on 8/3 and his scar on his stomach was almost permanent) so she would get some helpful tips from Angry on how these scars would disappear in a matter of days.

Canonically speaking, Emma has beef with bikes, especially Draken's bike. So imagine her blaming her shitty day on an innocent motorbike. There was even one time she acted bratty that Draken chose to fix his bike than go out with her on a date by kicking his almost-fixed bike to the ground. Surprisingly, Hina, not Mikey, scolded her for being inconsiderate.

I think Takemichi would stay away from people like Kisaki, Koko, or even Taiju for being GROSSLY RICH.

When the rest of Mizo Mid Five joined Toman afterwards (in the good timeline), I think the first contribution Yamagishi made was a monthly fan magazine where they can get funds for various activities sponsored by the gang. Naoto, despite not technically a member of Toman, decided to help. When Pah learned about their project, he decided to help them fund it using his resources. I do believe Yamagishi and Naoto will become good friends, not just because they were both born in 1992.

GIVE ME A TOKREV X SUKEBAN DEKA CROSSOVER! If you're familiar with 80's J-Drama, you're probably familiar with this:

I'm a little lightheaded right now but I've never been happier now that SEASON 4 IS COMING I'M INSANE!!!

[disillusioned-phantasma]

“You think Rindou’s finally gonna give in ‘n let her hit?”

Matsuno Chifuyu jumped when he heard Baji’s voice directly in his ear, beer splashed from his solo cup onto his shirt and he glanced down at it briefly before looking back up at his oldest friend, who was leaning in behind Chifuyu, looking over his shoulder at something in the distance with a sharp grin.

Chifuyu’s lips twisted down into a frown, knowing exactly what Baji was looking at. Reluctantly, he tore his gaze from Baji and looked back at where you were sitting on a table in front of where Haitani Rindou was sitting, elbows on your knees as you leaned your face in closer to his, eyes glittering and teeth gleaming under the dim lighting of the frat house.

“Maybe,” Chifuyu muttered in response, knocking back the rest of his drink as he watched you reach out, running your thumb over his bottom lip. He felt his stomach churn as Haitani Rindou looked up at you with half-lidded eyes, instinctively leaning into your touch. Chifuyu bit down on the tip of his tongue, drawing blood, but he couldn’t force himself to look away, only able to watch with growing discontent as you leaned in closer to Rindou, cupping his face in a way that you never did for Chifuyu anymore, brushing your lips against his.

An ugly feeling stirred within him as he watched you move your lips against Rindou’s lightly because he couldn’t remember the last time you properly kissed him. Years ago, he thought, tears pricking at his eyes momentarily before he blinked them away.

He knew it was just a fucking game to you, a notch on your belt to brag to his older brother about. No matter how many soft touches and kisses you gave Haitani Rindou, you felt absolutely nothing for him--just like you hadn’t for Sanzu Haruchiyo, just like you hadn’t for Hitto Kakucho, just like you hadn’t for Madarame Shion and Hanma Shuji. Once you got what you wanted from them, you would ghost them without remorse but fuck if you weren’t persistent in the chase and it was really starting to get to Chifuyu.

Sometimes Chifuyu really missed the days before college.

Okay, he reconsidered, maybe not sometimes, maybe all the time.

And was it really the days before college he missed? Chifuyu questioned, realizing that no, he loved college. What he missed were the days before you met Haitani Ran on orientation day, which Chifuyu quickly realized had been the worst day of his life.

You had always been closest to Chifuyu of your entire group of friends, and it had been a position he genuinely treasured because he knew you didn’t really open up to people on a deep level. You fucked around a lot, yeah, but fucking around was different from what he had with you. You spent time with him more than just when you were fucking, you told him about the things that bothered you and opened up to him about the issues you’d been having with your family. He had always been your go to person, and you had always been his. He honestly probably would’ve asked you out years ago but he knew you had severe anxiety when it came to commitment so he decided he would wait until you were ready because he had been sure, at the time, that you would one day be ready.

Now he wasn’t so sure.

Because then you met Haitani fucking Ran and it was as if two titans collided. Chifuyu wasn’t sure if the two of you hated or loved each other half of the time, all he knew was Haitani Ran brought out the absolute worst in you and you brought out the absolute worst in him and the two of you couldn’t fucking get enough of each other. Chifuyu didn’t even think your relationship was sexual--at least he hoped not--you and him were just so alike that it was scary and you were drawn to each other like moths to flame.

You met Haitani fucking Ran and suddenly Chifuyu was losing his place in your life as your closest friend. Suddenly all you did was go out and party and drink and smoke and fuck around with anyone that caught your eye. Suddenly the only time Chifuyu ever saw you was when you were fucking in the back of his car or in a bathroom stall at school and whenever he asked to do something with you after, you were busy.

It hurt, he knew it did, and he knew it wasn’t healthy but Chifuyu couldn’t help but long for the days where he’d stay laying up in your arms as you told him about your day, lulled to sleep by the vibrations of your chest. All he wanted to do was go back to the summer before college where he was taking you out on his bike nearly every other night when you got too lost in your own head.

A part of him still believed you’d come back to your senses--that this was just a phase and the two of you would be able to return to those days where it was you and him. Before you had made a game out of stealing girls from Haitani Ran and before you started a competition with him out of who could sleep with more people on campus. Before, when you had only touched him as soft as you were touching Rindou now, Chifuyu couldn’t even remember the last time you had touched him so gently, nowadays you only ever left bruises and scratches behind after fucking.

He could feel Baji looking at him but Chifuyu couldn’t drag his eyes off of you, watching as your hand wound itself in Rindou’s hair so you could pull him closer to you, watching your lips slide against his as you deepened the kiss, tiling his head back.

“Chifuyu,” Baji said, and Chifuyu looked at Baji from the corner of his eye, turning away again when he saw the narrowed bronze gaze trained on him. Sometimes he really hated how observant Baji was. “You said you were over this a long time ago.”

Two years, to be exact, almost to the day. A few weeks after orientation when you started pushing Chifuyu to the side in order to get closer to Haitani Ran. He had been lucky that that Baji and Kazutora had been drunk out of their minds when he told them that he didn’t care about you like that, that it was okay you weren’t spending as much time with him, that it was okay you were fucking around so much with other people. If they hadn’t been so drunk, he was sure that they would’ve been able to see through his blatant lies and Chifuyu knew that would’ve ruined your friendship with the two of them and he wasn’t trying to do that to you.

“I am,” Chifuyu said, voice dull and bland to his own ears.

Baji’s eyes sharpened dangerously, “Chifuyu-” he began but was got off by a loud, outraged voice.

“RINDOU, DON’T YOU DARE FALL FOR THAT TEMPTRESS OR I’LL DISOWN YOU!”

Matsuno Chifuyu had never been so grateful to hear Haitani Ran’s voice before.

He watched with thinly disguised relief as Ran made his way toward you and Rindou, watched as you pulled away from the younger Haitani with a look nothing short of triumphant, watched as Rindou looked between you and his older brother with a flushed, humiliated expression on his face.

Chifuyu was pretty sure you had been trying to sleep with Haitani Rindou for nearly three months now--’the ultimate one-up over his brother,’ you had claimed--but Ran was always there to stop it before it got to far and Chifuyu supposed he should be grateful for that.

He looked on as Ran shot you an accusing look before dragging Rindou away from you and as you laughed, rising to your feet before looking around the room. Eventually, your eyes fell on where Chifuyu was standing and he swallowed thickly as you made your way over to where he and Baji were.

Baji frowned as you drew closer, waving at you briefly before giving Chifuyu a long look and walking away.

“What’s up with him?” you nodded after Baji once you got close enough to Chifuyu, leaning against the wall next to him.

Chifuyu shrugged, “I don’t know,” he said quietly, looking to the side toward you. He swallowed thickly as his eyes met yours, noting the way your eyes had a sort of clarity to them that was almost unfamiliar by this point. Chifuyu felt as if it were the first time you were really looking at him in years, your mind free of the drug or alcohol-induced haze you were usually under. “You been drinking?” he asked curiously.

“Nah,” you said, “Sanzu was supposed to come by with some shit and wasn’t tryna get crossed tonight. Didn’t show up though, wanna go grab something?”

Chifuyu shook his head immediately, “No,” he said quietly. He couldn’t remember the last time he had spent time with you when you weren’t drunk or high or both.

He couldn’t look away from you even as your eyes drifted back out to the party--you looked beautiful, you always did, it was honestly something he just couldn’t understand. Even when you were trashed out of your mind, or just having rolled out of bed, you were the most stunning woman he had ever laid his eyes on. Your eyes glimmered prettily under the lights of the room and your cheeks were flushed from the rising heat in the room. His gaze drifted down your face to your lips, which were pink and wet and swollen lightly.

His lips twisted into a frown as he remembered why your lips looked like that.

“What’s the problem?” you asked and Chifuyu really hated how easily you were able to read him.

“Nothing,” Chifuyu said and you raised your eyebrows, finally turning to look at him. Chifuyu turned his eyes away from you immediately.

“Hm? You jealous?” you drawled and Chifuyu’s lip twitched in annoyance at the correct accusation. You only laughed, “C’mon, ‘fuyu, you know you’re my favorite.”

Favorite, Chifuyu thought bitterly, not only.

You leaned in closer, lips brushing his ear and Chifuyu felt hot, breath catching in his throat. “You don’t believe me?” you asked quietly and Chifuyu swallowed thickly. Your breath was hot against his ear, almost dizzying and his eyes fluttered shut as you pressed your lips to that spot beneath his ear that always had him shivering. He tilted his head back against the wall, giving you more access to his neck and he couldn’t bite back the quiet moan fast enough as he felt your lips trail down his skin. “Lemme show you, ‘fuyu.”

No, a small part of him wanted to yell at you, we need to talk while you’re still sober, I can’t keep doing this.

But the larger part of him was already drunk off of the feeling of your lips on his skin, breath shaky as your mouth worked bruises into his neck and your tongue traced pretty patterns against his skin. You were fucking intoxicating, like a drug that Chifuyu just couldn’t get enough of.

You shifted so that you were standing in front of him, hands gripping his waist tightly as you pressed him up against the wall, body flush against his. Chifuyu swallowed thickly as one of your legs slipped between his own, knee putting pressure against his steadily hardening cock and he was sure you could feel his thighs trembling on either side of your leg. Chifuyu drew in a sharp breath, hips instinctively rocking against you and he felt you laugh against his skin.

His eyes finally reopened as you pulled away from his neck and he looked down at you, gaze lidded and chest rising and falling rapidly. A smile tugged at your lips, “You’re always so sensitive,” you murmured, pressing a kiss to his jaw, “C’mon ‘fuyu, let’s go somewhere else else, yeah? Before Mikey throws a fit when he sees us out here.”

His protests died in his throat as his eyes met yours and despite the fact that a part of him was screaming not to give in, he couldn’t stop himself from nodding, throat closing up.

He’ll talk to you about it later.

---

“Hm? Not sure what you mean, Baji, I don’t even like her like that. We just fuck, that’s all.”

You tilted your head to the side as you looked down at Chifuyu, his words from two years ago ringing through your head as you sat on top of him, straddling his waist. You shifted slightly, watching as his entire body shuddered and the pretty pink flush on his cheeks darkened, “Y/n,” his voice was shaky as he spoke, blue eyes glossy and dazed and barely focused on you, “Stop teasing, c’mon.”

He was lucky he was pretty, you decided, because even as his words rang bitter in your head, you felt no desire to pull away from him. You leaned down, fingers resting on his chest as you pressed your lips against his jaw, sucking a dark bruise into his skin.

He had some nerve being jealous, you thought to yourself, savoring in the whimper he let out as your teeth grazed the skin of his neck, after telling all of his friends you meant nothing to him. As if he wasn’t the whole reason you were out there trying to fuck away all your feelings because shit, overhearing him say those words to Baji and Kazutora that night two years ago really had fucked you up.

You never even confronted him about it, you reminded yourself, and your nails dug in hard into his skin at the thought, nearly drawing blood. You just cast him aside and demoted him from best friend and lover to a fuck buddy you met up with every once in a while. What if you hadn’t had the full context?

What sort of context would make what he said okay? you spit back at your own thoughts violently.

You bit down just a little too hard on his neck and Chifuyu inhaled sharply, rocking his hips up desperately into you, “Please, please, I-”

“Stop bitching,” you told him, pulling away and sitting back up. Your nails scratched lightly against the skin of his chest and Chifuyu tugged hard at the tie you had restraining his wrists to the headboard of the bed--Ran’s tie and Ran’s bed, you noted gleefully, payback for fucking Kakucho in your bed.

You rolled your hips against his hard watching Chifuyu tense, a loud, shameless moan escaping his lips--you let out a huff of amusement over the fact that he gave not a single fuck over whether or not the people on the floor below could hear him, and they certainly could.

Tears sprung to his eyes as he looked up at you through watery lashes, “Stop that,” he pleaded and your eyes traced down the single tear that he hadn’t been able to blink away, following it down his cheek.

“Stop?” you questioned, making a move to get off again and you nearly laughed as Chifuyu’s eyes went wide.

“No,” he shook his head, gasping for breath, “No, don’t stop. Don’t. Just lemme cum, okay? Gotta cum, needa cum. Please, ‘been doin’ this forever now.”

“Been doin’ this for ten minutes,” you corrected and Chifuyu nearly sobbed as he threw his head back against the pillows, dark hair matted to his forehead. “C’mon, ‘fuyu,” you said as you returned your lips to his neck, kissing down the bruises you had left earlier. “Wanna be good for me, yeah?”

“I do,” Chifuyu half-slurred, nodding his head, “wanna be good for you, I do, I do.”

You gazed at him curiously as you glanced to where your lower halves connected, watching his pretty cock slide against the black silk of your panties, tip flushed pink and leaking an outrageous amount of precum. One of your hands slipped from his chest and down to his cock, your thumb smearing the precum over his tip, a strangled noise left his lips as his abdomen spasmed.

“Please,” Chifuyu choked out, “wanna touch you, please lemme touch you.”

“Hm?” you hummed, bracing your hands on Chifuyu’s abdomen as you rocked your hips against him, dragging your clothed cunt against his cock. Chifuyu’s eyes rolled back, lips parting, “You are touchin’ me, pretty boy.”

Chifuyu let out a shaky groan at the nickname, “With my hands, wanna touch you with my hands,” he pleaded, tugging at the tie again.

“Why should I let you do that?” you asked, cocking your head to the side.

His eyes were shining with tears, “I’ll fuck you so good, promise, okay?” his words were shaky and you could see his lips trembling, “Fuck you right, yeah? Wanna touch you, make you feel good.”

You raised your eyebrows, “I can’t fuck you good?” you questioned, enjoying the look of confusion that swept over his pretty face, “I can’t fuck you right?”

“Not what I meant,” Chifuyu shook his head rapidly, eyes wide, face bright red, “Not what I meant, c’mon, you know that. My princess fucks me the best, only one that can fuck me right.”

You let a light laugh at his panicked tone, ignoring how fluttery your chest felt at the pet name. My, your mind echoed, and you weren’t sure how you felt about it.

You exhaled softly, eyes running over his flushed expression, sweat-matted hair, and the dark bruises running down his neck and along his chest--your breath caught in your throat as his teary eyes met yours. Your fingers ghosted his face, thumb running along his cheekbone, skin hot to the touch. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful, ‘fuyu,” you murmured and you swallowed thickly as Chifuyu looked up at you, eyes wide and glossy, staring at you in a way that was remicient to how you imagined an apostle would look upon its landed god.

For the first time in two years, you pressed your lips against his, swallowing the soft moan he let out. His lips were soft--softer than yours, for sure--and he tasted just as you remembered, sweet like brown sugar with a hint of that soy sauce from the ramen shop near his apartment, it was dizzying, almost, but you couldn’t get enough of it. You could still taste the chapstick on his lips, that same flavor he would never fail to compulsively buy whenever the two of you would stop at a store years ago even though he had dozens stocked up already. His lips moved against yours with a sort of familiarity that made you weak; he kissed you as if he had done so millions of times before and with a sort of desperation that had heat spreading under your skin like a wildfire, as if he were afraid that if you pulled away, you would disappear.

You rocked your hips against his, inhaling as his cock caught against your clit. You pulled your lips away from his briefly and he whimpered at the loss of contact, trying to follow your movement with his mouth to no avail.

After a moment’s hesitation, you reached up and unwound the tie from his wrists, tossing it over to the side. Instantly, Chifuyu’s hands were cupping your face, dragging you back down until his lips were on yours yet again, lips sliding against each other’s sloppily, teeth nearly clashing at the suddenness of his movement. You reached down with one hand to glide your fingers over his cock, teasing his tip, and Chifuyu gasped sharply, whining against your lips. You took the opportunity to press your tongue against his, tilting your head to the side to get better access to his mouth.

You felt one of Chifuyu’s hands slip from your face to grasp your thigh and all of the breath was stolen from your lungs as Chifuyu swapped your positions. You took in a surprised breath as your back hit the bed, Chifuyu hovering on top of you. Even with how fucked out he was from your endless denial to his high, he still looked down at you, eyes searching to make sure the new position was okay because it had been a long time since you let someone top you.

You paused for a second before nodding once, touching your lips against his softly, one arm wrapping around his shoulders. Chifuyu let out a shaky breath against your lips and you swore you felt something wet drop against your cheek. Before you could move to check if Chifuyu was okay, he buried his face into your neck, hand slipping down your body until his fingers were rubbing lightly against the silk of your panties, pushing them to the side to dip his fingers into your cunt.

“Fuck,” you gasped out, throwing your free arm over your face as you pressed the side of your head into the pillow, lips parting as Chifuyu’s fingers glided along your slit.

He groaned into your neck, grinding his cock against your thigh and you could feel his precum smearing against and staining your skin, “So fuckin’ wet,” he panted, “feel so good.”

His breath was hot against your neck and in combination with his fingers teasing your clit, it nearly made you light-headed, “Stop fuckin’ around,” you hissed, “Fuck me or I’m going back on top.”

Chifuyu either ignored you or your words didn’t register, and you genuinely believed it might’ve been the latter as he finally pressed his two fingers into you. You dug your nails into his shoulder as his fingers curled deep inside of you, lips parting at the sensation of him stretching your cunt around his fingers.

Holy fuck, was the only intelligible thought running through your head as Chifuyu drove his fingers in and out of you at a mind-numbing pace, thumb flicking and rubbing against your clit as fingers dragged against your walls over and over and over again. He had you tipping over the edge embarrassingly fast but it was something you should have expected: Chifuyu knew your body probably better than he knew his own, just like how you knew his better than your own and he was very, very good with his hands--you used to make fun of him for it but years of playing video games with Baji and Kazutora had him playing your cunt easy like it was one of his controllers. He knew all of the ins and outs of what sent you over the edge so it was no surprise that he had your eyes rolling back and back arching off the bed in record time.

“‘fuyu,” you gasped into his ear, feeling his entire body shudder against yours, “Oh, fuck, ‘fuyu, I’m ‘nna cum. I’m gonna cum.”

Your breath hitched and just as you felt yourself about to be pushed over the edge, Chifuyu stole his fingers from you, leaning back to sit on his heels as pulled off of your body. Your eyes widened in surprise and betrayal, “You-” you began to hiss, blinking away the spots in your vision that had been forming at your impending high but your voice faltered when you saw how fucked Chifuyu looked. Lips bright red and swollen and wet, face flushed, eyes still tearing up, hair knotted and matted against his forehead; his skin was shining with beads of sweat and his fingers were trembling around your thighs, cock flushed bright red and painfully hard where it stood against his abdomen. Shit, you thought, mouth dry as your eyes trailed over his form, you really had edged him to the brink.

“Gotta-wanna-I wanna feel you cum around m’ cock,” Chifuyu said, voice half a slur, “not m’ fingers, okay? Wanna feel you cum on my cock. Feel so fuckin’ good.”

He didn’t even wait for you to respond this time and you gasped lightly as he tugged you closer to him by the thighs, moving back to lean over you, he pressed his lips to your ankle briefly. Your own thighs nearly were pressed to your chest as his tip nudged against your entrance, eyes fluttering at the feeling of his cock slipping against you and catching on your clit, head fuzzy and skin hot and burning.

He pushed into you so slow that it nearly had you sobbing, you could feel every fucking inch of his cock, you swore that every little vein decorating him was molding the inside of your cunt as you stretched around him, making it the perfect fit for him and him alone. He paused when he was halfway in, trying to give you time to adjust, arms trembling on either side of your head as he leaned over you, jaw clenched and eyes squeezed shut tight. After a moment, you finally shifted, rolling your hips up into his slightly.

“Oh, shit,” Chifuyu groaned, hips driving into yours as he lost grip of his self-control and he let out a moan that was nothing short of pornographic as he bottomed-out into you, “Fuck, you’re so fuckin’ tight, fuck.”

He buried his face into your neck, muffling the noises escaping his lips as you threw your head back, mouth hung open, desperately gasping for air as you tried to stop yourself from cumming from just the mere feeling of him splitting you open on his cock.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, was the only thought running through your head as mind went hazy and your entire body burned. You swore you were on fucking fire and your nails ripped lines down Chifuyu’s back as he finally drew his hips pack painfully slow before rocking them back into you hard.

“Feel s’ fuckin’ good,” you could barely understand what Chifuyu was saying from how his face was shoved into your neck. He sucked bruises into your collarbone as hips snapped against your relentlessly, every thrust snatching the breath from your throat and you couldn’t even think, your vision was blurring and you felt dizzy and you weren’t sure if it was because of the fact you couldn’t get enough air in your lungs or if it was because of the rapidly rising pleasure building up in you--all you could focus on was the feeling of Chifuyu’s cock dragging in and out of your cunt, filling you up so good that you swore he must’ve been made for you, “So fuckin’ beautiful, you’re so-”

Chifuyu’s voice cut off and dissolved into a groan as one particularly hard thrust had his tip kissing your cervix and his public bone grinding up against your swollen clit. “Oh fuck,” you cried out, pressing your hand against your mouth to try to muffle the moans building in your chest, “‘fuyu, ‘ma cum, ‘nna cum.”

At once, Chifuyu’s hand was ripping yours from your mouth, pinning it to the bed next to you and you were way too far gone to put up a fight about it, back arching up into his chest. Your nails tore bloody patterns into the skin of his back, all you were able to give into the pleasure, vision going white, crying out his name so loud that you knew damn well every single person down at the party could hear you.

“Holy fuck,” Chifuyu let out an obscene moan as he felt your cunt tighten up around his cock, “Oh, fuck, ‘m cummin’. Fuck, y/n, I love you.”

Your mind, still hazy from your high, barely registered the words he was saying as his hips stilled against yours, spilling himself deep into you. All you could do was lay there as Chifuyu laid limply on top of you, breath erratic as he tried to recover, arms unsteady on either side of your head. Your fingers trailed up and down his trembling black, his breath hot and shaky against your neck.

“Fuck, y/n, I love you.”

Your fingers stilled against his back as you finally comprehended what he had said.

I love you.

“Get off,” you said, voice cold and distant to your own ears.

“Huh?” Chifuyu murmured, not understanding what you said.

“Get off,” you said, and you hoped your voice wasn’t as weak as your body felt as you shoved him off of you, his back hit the bed with an oof and you pushed yourself off of it, reaching for your clothes.

“Hm? Not sure what you mean, Baji, I don’t even like her like that. We just fuck, that’s all.”

How the fuck can he say that after-

“What’s going on?” Chifuyu asked, eyes wide as he forced himself to sit up, “Y/n, what’s-”

“Nothing,” you said, realizing he didn’t even remember what he said, “We fucked, yeah? Going back down to see if Sanzu showed up.”

Chifuyu stared at you, lips parted and you forced yourself to look away as a hurt look swept across his face. You tugged your shirt over your head, ignoring the way your legs were shaking as you made your way toward the door.

“Y/n,” Chifuyu called after you and you paused, refusing to turn and look at him, “I-I can’t do this anymore.”

You turned immediately, eyes sharp. The fuck does he mean he can’t do this anymore?

“What are you on about?” you asked and Chifuyu grit his teeth as he looked down at his hands.

“I can’t do this, y/n,” Chifuyu said, “I-This-It’s hurting, all you do is come to me when you want to fuck and then you just leave.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” you asked, staring at him and trying to figure out if this was some big joke he was playing on you. “This was what you wanted,” you spit out, “and now you’re saying you’re the one that’s hurting.”

“What are you talking about?” Chifuyu demanded, brows furrowed, “I never wanted this, I wanted to be your boyfriend, not whatever this is.”

You laughed loudly, “I don’t even like her like that, Baji,” you mocked, revelling in the way that his expression slowly shifted into one of realization, “We just fuck, that’s it.”

“Baji told you that?” Chifuyu asked breathlessly, lips twisted down.

“No you asshole,” you snapped, “I heard it myself, I was coming to see if you wanted to play fuckin’ beer pong with me.”

“I-I didn’t mean it like that,” Chifuyu said, voice lost, “Baji ‘n ‘tora, they-they would’ve hated you if they knew how much I cared about you while you were fucking around with other people. I didn’t want to ruin your friendship with them.”

What the fuck-

“What?” you asked, “Chifuyu, you were the only person I was fucking around with at that point. I quit seeing other people midway through senior year.”

“That’s a lie,” Chifuyu said, rising to his feet to throw his clothes on, “Everybody knew you were goin’ out with the Haitanis, Hanma and Sanzu every night.”

“So I can’t go out with my friends without fucking them?” you asked harshly, “The first time I fucked Sanzu was that very same night and you can ask him yourself about it if you want because he was high as fuck trying to deal with me crying after we fucked and he never lets me live it down.”

Chifuyu’s eyes were trained wide on you and his lips were moving as if he was trying to say something but no words were coming out.

“For real?” he finally asked.

“Yes, for real,” you half-shouted, “God, you’re so stupid, why didn’t you just ask me if I was seeing other people instead of just believing rumors?”

Chifuyu’s shoulders slumped, “I didn’t wanna pressure you, I know how you feel about commitment,” he murmured, looking so much like a kicked puppy that it made your anger slip away.

You sighed as you looked over at him, “We’re both stupid,” you finally amended, and Chifuyu’s blue eyes flicked up to meet yours, “I should’ve confronted you about what you said.”

Just as you were about to take a step toward him, the door to Ran’s room swung open and said man was standing there, grinning down at you, “As much as I loved the free porn and show afterwards, I need to grab a new change of clothes.”

Chifuyu’s face went bright red and you leaned back to grab his wrist, shoulder-checking Ran into his door as he laughed at you.

“So, uh,” Chifuyu began and you looked over at him, wide blue eyes trained on you and fingers ghosting patterns on your wrist.

“What?” you asked, not appreciating the small smile that tugged to his lips. Your eyes narrowed suspiciously.

“Does this mean I can be your boyfriend now?”

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i wanna be yours | matsuno c.

matsuno chifuyu x fem!reader

summary: chifuyu has decided that miscommunication is the root of all evil.

genre: fwb to lovers, college au

warnings: fem!reader, slight angst?? not really, fuckboy + kinda toxic!reader ngl, implied alcohol abuse, implied drug abuse, switch!reader, switch!chifuyu, edging (f -> m), slight dacryphilia (chifuyu is a pretty crier), unprotected sex, semi-public sex (ppl can hear, not see)

wordcount: 5.6k

notes: for @kshira’s fwb collab :) again

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Spit Roasted

Hanma x Reader x Kisaki

Nsfw/ MDNI 18+

⚠ Warnings: choking, spanking, mean dom Shuji and Tetta, (pet names: princess, baby girl, baby), sub reader, pussy drunk Shuji, face fucking, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, master and daddy usage, degradation (use of slut, bitch), spitting, aftercare, oral (m + f receiving), overstimulation, creampies, slight sub Shuji (if you squint), slight dumbification, soft ending hehe

Summary: It’s not often that these two team up, but when they do it doesn’t look good for you.

Wc: 3.9k

An: This is super duper dedicated to @satorhime !! Told you I was gonna write this shit for you .-. It’s still “fuck Kisaki” out here baby but I really enjoyed writing this! Besos my love ❤️

How you ended up in a poly relationship with two dangerous criminals named Hanma Shuji and Kisaki Tetta you have no idea. But they don’t seem like criminals to you. Their touches a majority of the time are gentle and they’re so good to you, so protective. It’s like having two guard dogs for boyfriends. 

What also confuses you is how they’re able to share you. The way their personality is set up, they both are selfish selfish men. They don’t know what the fuck sharing is. But when you couldn’t pick between them, this was their solution. 

There are times where they can get a little violent towards each other when the other is being a little too greedy. This was not one of those days. 

When Shuji comes home, brass knuckles coated in blood and a splatter of it on his white tee, which he’s pissed about, he didn’t expect to see this. 

“Please Tetta faster!,” you cry out while sitting on the counter as Kisaki plunges himself deep into your cunt. Your fingers card through his hair as he marks your neck and fulfills your request, hips pistoning faster into you. The squelch of your pussy is loud, embarrassing almost. 

Shuji chuckles and tosses the brass knuckles. “Oh yeah? This what we doing now?” He approaches you two and your eyes widen. 

“U- uh h- hi baby,” you try to greet him in between your moans. 

Shuji tilts his head and has a scowl on his handsome face. “Oi! Kisaki stop hogging her!” 

Kisaki doesn’t stop his brutal pace. “Cum for me pretty baby.” He nips at your neck as he hits that specific gummy spot over and over. 

Your toes are curling and your eyes are squeezed shut. It’s so close. You’re moaning lewdly, your legs wrap tighter around Kisaki’s waist, and you’re almost pulling out his hair. If he wasn’t about to cum right now he would have punished you for tugging at his neatly combed hair. 

His hips stutter as he feels you clench so tightly around him. “Fuck... gonna cum. Want you to take it all.” You nod frantically, also close to cumming. Before you can finish Kisaki’s strokes halt as he buries his seed deep into your fluttering cunt. He looks down at you with a smirk. “Oh, you didn’t cum? What a shame sweetheart.” 

He pulls out and grins at Hanma while pulling up his sweats. “She’s all yours. Enjoy my sloppy seconds.” Shuji chuckles as you squeeze your thighs together in an attempt to finish yourself. But you’re also nervous. Kisaki is usually pretty gentle during sex. Sweet pet names, doing what you ask of him, making sure you’re okay. But often he does things like this. Denies your orgasms, sometimes a face slap if you’re being bratty, does an extra sharp thrust that has you squirting on him. Kisaki doesn’t always show he’s going to be vindictive until it’s too late. 

While Hanma is... very mean. Especially when he’s jealous. Which is why Tetta even initiated this. He knew Shuji would be home soon. He knew he would be pissed when he saw Tetta having some intimate time with you, leaving him out. And to top it off, because Shuji is mean, he’s going to be denying every single orgasm you think you’re going to have, so Tetta made sure you didn’t cum. 

“You’ve been a dirty bitch huh y/n?” He pries your thighs open and watches Tetta’s cum ooze out of you. He hated to admit seeing you used like this turned him on. “Don’t I get a hello kiss?,” he glances up at you with a grin. But behind that grin is something sadistic. 

“Of course Shuji.” You smile and kiss him gently. He deepens it and nibbles at your bottom lip. A whine draws from your mouth when he bites on your lip extra hard, almost drawing blood.

When he pulls away his eyes are heavy lidded with lust. Without hesitation he’s picking you up and walking to your bedroom. He eyes the marks on your neck that Tetta left and he gets even more annoyed.

He tosses you on the bed and starts undressing. “Take that shirt off. Want to see all of you.” You know damn well not to disobey him and take that and your bra off. He hovers over you, already very hard. “Let’s get this out of you yeah? Squeeze for me.” He watches more of Tetta’s cum dribble out of you. But it’s not enough. He takes a finger and starts scooping it out of you. 

Your thighs close instinctively and he glares at you. “Shu it hurts.” His hand marked with the kanji, punishment, wraps around your neck and squeezes. Your legs finally part but he doesn’t let go as he finishes up his work. 

“I want to eat this pussy so bad but you don’t fucking *smack* deserve it.” The sudden smack landing on your clit makes your body jolt. He taps his tip on your clit next and watches your expressions. Smirking to himself he removes his hand from your neck, watching you gasp for air. 

“W- wait Shuji-” A gasp cuts you off as he starts shoving his flushed head through the first tight ring of muscles. Your fingers dig into his shoulder as he pushes himself all the way in, bottoming out immediately. Taking Hanma is hard. He’s thick and long and always feels like he’s stretching the hell out of you. With his size he is not gentle with it. 

Your whining as your hands push at his lower abdomen as he starts moving, thrusting deep and hard. Shuji doesn’t appreciate that all. He pulls out and looks around the room for a second. His eyes brighten when seeing what he’s looking for. He takes his belt and binds your hands then puts them above your head. “Move them and you won’t get to cum at all tonight. Got it slut?” You nod but that’s not enough for him. He grabs your jaw, squishing your cheeks. “Use your fucking words.” 

“Yes master. Won’t move. I promise.” He smirks and pats your cheek endearingly.

“Good bitch.” He plunges himself back in, having less resistance now. He knows you. He knows you like being treated like this by him. And god he loves treating you like this. The fact that you willingly let him treat you like an object is enough to have him throbbing. “Feel so nice in here. Just for me yeah?” With his cock head touching your cervix each slow deep thrust, you couldn’t even form the words. All you can let out is whimpers and moans. He smacks one of your breasts. “ ‘m talking to you. Listening? Or do I have to fuck you harder to get a fucking answer?” 

“N- no please. ‘m- ‘m sorry. Just for you Sh- Shu.” That man is not bluffing. When he says he’ll do something he will do it. 

He grins down at you evilly. “Fucking liar. Had no problem giving my pussy to that four eyed asshole.” His pace speeds up and you cry out, tears streaking your cheeks already. “Aww crying for me baby? Cry some more.” 

His hands slap at any of your exposed skin. Your breasts, your thigh, your face. He doesn’t care. You need to learn your lesson. But he doesn’t even know what the lesson is anymore as he keeps pushing himself deeper into you. 

Your body already feels so sore but the pleasure of him of him stretching your tight walls every time he slides back in is worth it. His pace stays slow, so you can feel everything. His golden eyes watch you cream around him. 

Every thrust is brutal, even though it’s slow. “W- wanna cum. Please Shuji pleaseeee!” But he ignores your pleas and marks the other side of your neck that Tetta left untouched. That familiar knot is forming in your lower abdomen. With each stroke of his cock you feel even closer. It’s getting harder to hold back. Shuji groans when you tighten around him. 

He absolutely knows you’re close. But he doesn’t slow his thrusts but instead speeds them up. Your nails scratch at his back and your legs wrap tightly around his waist. He doesn’t like that. His hands pry your legs open and pin them to the bed, reaching even deeper. You gasp and moan louder when his tip nudges right into your spot. “Makin a mess on me baby.” You can’t do it anymore. 

Your eyes roll back into your head and you let out a string of expletives. Your cunt clenches around him so tightly that it makes it hard for him to keep going. “Fuck Shujiiii!” His hips stop moving as you pant hard. 

When you open your eyes Hanma is frowning. “Did I tell you to fucking cum?” Oh shit, you messed up. And you know a punishment is coming. “Answer me slut! Did I tell you to cum?!”

You frantically shake your head. “No but I-” 

He looks away from you. “Tetta!,” he calls out. Said man waltzes in with a smirk on his face. 

“Yes Shuji?,” he asks, glancing down at you who is trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasm and fear. His arms are crossed and he wears an amused expression on his face. 

“Looks like we need to train her again. She’s not listening.” Tetta chuckles and approaches you. He grabs your face gently. 

“Aww baby. Not listening to Shuji again? Ya know he doesn’t like that,” he coos condescendingly. 

You pout at him, bottom lip wobbling. “ ‘m sorry daddy. Please I didn’t mean to.” 

“Ah ah. Don’t apologize to me sweetheart. Apologize to Shuji.” He turns your face to look at the man above you who is still seething. 

Shuji likes that you tear up a little from how mad he looks. “Sorry Master. I didn’t mean to cum. Just felt so good.” You try to soothe him by caressing his face, hands still bound by his leather belt. A little smile tugs at his lips. 

“Still need to be taught a lesson princess. You won’t get off that easy.” He pulls out of you, making you whine. “What do you think her punishment should be Tetta?” 

“How bout she take both of us like the good slut I know she is.” Your eyes widen. You’ve never taken both of them. They were both too greedy to fuck you together. Both too possessive. But it scares you to even think about taking both of them. Both kings of overstimulation or orgasm denial. Both men having an unrelenting thrusting pace that leaves you sore for days. It’s a miracle you can still walk. 

Shuji looks at him with a raised brow. “Oh yeah? Think she can handle it?”

“I know she can,” Tetta says with a smirk. 

Shuji is already moving your body on all fours. “W- wait! I don’t think I can-” 

Tetta tsks at you. “You’re not in any position to make demands sweetheart. I suggest you shut up and take your punishment. Don’t wanna piss your master off even more do ya?” 

You glance back at Shuji who’s on his knees behind you. “Be a good girl and maybe you can get a reward after.” He spanks your ass and you whimper. Tetta has his sweats pulled down, already hard and throbbing. 

His soft hands grip your face gently. “Open that pretty mouth baby.” Just then Shuji spits on your pussy making you gasp. He smears the saliva with his fingers. 

“Don’t even need this. Already so fuckin’ wet.” He flattens his tongue and licks a stripe starting from your clit up. You moan lewdly as Tetta rubs his head on your tongue. 

“Look pretty just for us baby.” His compliment makes you clench around Shuji’s fingers that probe your entrance. The taste of Tetta’s precum hits your tongue which makes you wrap your lips around his head. “Just like that,” he hisses.

Shuji’s fingers hook up inside you, hitting a particular spot over and over that has you moaning around Tetta’s cock. But he pulls them out and replaces it with his tongue. He can’t help it. You taste too good to him. He loves going down on you more than he likes shoving his cock down your throat. “Tastes good baby. Thanks for the meal,” he murmurs before diving back into your cunt.

Meanwhile Tetta is trying to get you to take him deeper. He’s trying to be nice because he’s the nice guy in the relationship but it’s wearing thin at this point. “More y/n. I know you can do it.” Tears brim in your eyes as he nudges the back of your throat. It constricts around him as you gag. “C’mon baby. Know you can take more than that.” He’s back to cooing at you in a mean way. 

Tetta’s fingers grip your jaw as he forces you to take more of him. Your eyes roll back as Shuji starts thrusting his tongue into you. But he pulls away, knowing you don’t deserve to cum on his face right now. You’re being reconditioned and only get rewards afterwards. So he gets on his knees and strokes himself a few times while lining himself up. 

“Doing so good baby,” Tetta groans as you gag around him some more, trying very hard to breathe through your nose. When Shuji finally thrusts into you it makes you sputter on Tetta’s cock, a moan trying to force it’s way up your throat. Tetta pulls his cock out of your mouth, finally letting you breathe. 

The sheer force of Hanma’s hips have you in tears already. The stretch burns slightly but the pain is replaced by how good he hits your spot every time. “Fuuuuck Shuji,” you cry out as he smirks. 

“Take all of it slut.” His hands are leaving big red marks on your ass as he slaps it repeatedly. “Just suckin me in like that,” he groans and curses as he loses himself completely in your dripping pussy. 

“Look at me baby girl,” Tetta coaxes. And god he almost loses it when you look up at him with those doe eyes of yours. Lashes wet and tears brimming over your lash line. “Open,” he commands. When you open your mouth and stick your tongue out he feels so proud. He didn’t even have to ask you. Tetta spits into your open mouth as you moan louder from Shuji’s merciless strokes. His tip is back on your tongue, smearing his spit with yours. “Gotta make daddy cum or master won’t let you cum. Isn’t that right Shuji?” 

Said man is half listening, too pussy drunk to care about anything else. “Mmhmm. Only cum when daddy cums. Fuck this pussy is good,” he moans out fucking deeper into you making you gasp and cry out. 

You wished your hands weren’t still bound. It would be easier to make Tetta cum because he loves how your hands feel around his cock. So you try to focus as you take his tip into your mouth. Shuji’s grip on your hips is almost bruising as he continues to pound himself into you. 

Tetta takes the initiative and starts thrusting into your mouth again. Drool spills from your lips every time he fucks himself back in. One of his hands grip your hair and he goes faster. The stimulation is too much. Your choking on sobs and Tetta’s dick at the same time. “Fuck gonna make me cum!,” Shuji grunts as he slaps your ass hard. 

“Don’t fucking cum yet,” Tetta warns him with a glare. 

Hanma is trying hard. He really is but he is mesmerized at this point. “Can’t hold it. Fuck I’m cumming.” But Kisaki’s hand around his neck makes him stop his thrusts completely. 

“I said not to cum.” He uses an even sterner tone than before. Shuji feels like he’s going to melt. His cock twitches inside you and bites his lip to suppress a whine. Tetta keeps fucking your mouth, slowly while his hand stays around Shuji’s neck. 

“Do it harder,” Shuji grunts. Even though Tetta is looking down at you his fingers squeeze harder per Shuji’s request. It takes a lot out of Shuji to keep going while not cumming. He didn’t think he would like something like this. He’s always been on top but then there’s Tetta. He wouldn’t dare cross him and has a slight attraction to him. 

“Act like you want my cum baby,” Tetta remarks as he gags you with his fat tip once again. At this point your throat is sore from his cock and your moans. His hand is still tangled in your hair and he’s starting to feel close. 

Shuji can only stave off his orgasm for soo long. “Tetta... gonna cum!,” he whimpers a little as he gets lost in your pussy again. The fingers wrapped around his neck only drive him deeper into pleasure. 

“Beg for that shit Shuji,” Tetta taunts him, not thinking he would actually listen to him. 

Shuji lets out a needy moan. “Please daddy lemme cum.” Tetta cocks his head at him. Is he really serious? He smirks and shoves himself farther down your throat, groaning from the feeling of it constricting around him. He takes his hand from Shuji’s neck.

“Cum for me then master.” Shuji throws his head back and starts cumming deep into you. 

“Fuck fuck fuck!,” Shuji mutters still slowly thrusting into you. “So good. Fuck ‘s so good!” You were close to cumming before Shuji finished inside you. Another orgasm denied. It makes more tears fall down your face as Tetta fucks into your mouth faster. 

Tetta is getting even closer. His hand is behind your head, coaxing you to keep going. You swirl tongue around the tip just how he likes before curving it underneath his cock, tracing the fat vein there. “Good girl. Almost fuckin’ there. Don’t stop,” he grunts out. He doesn’t give you any warning as he starts shooting his load in your mouth. “Don’t waste a drop baby. Or you’ll have to be taught another lesson.” The threat makes you gulp every last drop of his cum down. When he pulls out of your mouth, he makes you show him your tongue. 

“Wanna cum please daddy,” you whine, your voice hoarse from the moaning and throat fucking. Tetta wipes your cheeks gently from all the tears you shed. His touch is so gentle as he smiles down at you. 

“I did promise that didn’t I, princess?” You nod. “Shuji you up for another round or do I have to take over?”

Said man pouts a bit, shooting him an irritated look. “ ‘m not done yet.” He pulls out of you watching his load gush out of your tight hole. “Gonna make you cum like a slut. Better be ready.” You gasp when he folds you under his body, calves hooked over his strong shoulders. Tetta removes the belt from your wrists finally.

He pushes his still hard cock into you, already making a mess with his previous spend. Tetta lays down next to you, peppering your cheek with kisses. He can’t help but be affectionate after you did so well for him. Your nails dig into Shuji’s shoulder as his first thrust jolts your whole body. Your eyes squeeze shut as he stretches you out again. “Still so fucking tight,” he grits. But he still manages to slam his full length into you with so much vigor. 

Your fingers scratch at his scalp as they wind through his dark hair. “Love you Shuji,” you moan out. He curses under his breath, already wanting to fill you up again. You two lock lips, losing yourselves in the moment, sighing each other’s names into your mouths. 

It’s rare but you often find yourself locked underneath soft Shuji. Soft pussy drunk Shuji. His cheeks are tinted pink and he’s panting, slightly whiney from the overstimulation. The loving moment is stolen when Tetta feels left out and turns your face to meet his. “Don’t forget bout me princess,” he says with a teasing smile. 

“Mm love you too Tetta.” He can practically see the hearts in your eyes. He swallows up your moans with his lips as he kisses you deeply. This feels even more stimulating than when they spit roasted you. Shuji splitting you open with his cock, strokes deep and slow, as Tetta pours his love into a nasty sensual kiss. 

“Did so good for us baby. Learned your lesson pretty girl,” Tetta whispers to you. You nod stupidly and whimper as Shuji hits deeply into your spot. “Feels good baby?” He receives a weak ‘uh huh’ from you. “Tell Shuji how it feels baby. Tell him how good he feels.” 

You hiccup a little, turning to look up at Hanma again, feeling so sensitive from the feeling of his cock rubbing your walls raw. “ ‘s so good master! Want you to make me cum. Fuck- please!” You’re on the brink of sobbing from the pleasure and the intense love from both of these usually rough men. “So good… so fucking good,” you babble as Shuji picks up his pace.

Shuji groans and marks your neck up, teeth digging into your soft skin. “Tightening up on me. Cum for me dammit.” Your jaw goes slack and tears stream down your face even more as he continues to slam into your spot.

“Shuji! Fuck! Gonna c- cum!,” you cry out as your nails scratch along his back, leaving angry red lines in its wake. The pleasure starts from your toes and spreads all the way to the tips of your fingers. Your whole body is trembling while your eyes squeeze shut. No words can even escape to describe how good it feels.

“Fuuuuck!,” Shuji curses as he fills your cunt with his cum again. He can’t even will himself to keep going because he’s so sensitive. He’s slightly trembling with you, trying to come down from the high.

“You both did good,” Tetta purrs at you both while he strokes your hair gently. All you two do is pant in response, both spent.

When you two finally separate, Shuji is quick to pull you close. He feels you deserve some aftercare after he was so mean to you. “Love you too pretty,” he whispers before pulling you into a deep kiss. Anything intimate with Shuji always manages to take your breath away because it’s almost rare. His tongue cradles against yours making the kiss sloppy.

You feel another body behind you and kisses on the back of your neck. “Why do you insist on leaving me out Shuji?” You can practically hear the faux pout he’s putting on.

Shuji glares at him. “Because whenever I get home you two are going at it like I don’t exist,” he spits back at Tetta.

“You want more time with me Shuji?,” you ask him, planting a kiss on his cheek. You almost miss the way his cheeks flush a bit.

He huffs. “Yeah I do. That a problem? I’m greedy baby.” You shrug and giggle at him even though he has that menacing glare. You can see right through his hard exterior.

“I’ll give ya some more of my time then my love,” you say as you snuggle closer to him, burying your face into his neck.

There’s nothing you love more than cuddling with your two delinquent boyfriends. They show sides of themselves to you that they wouldn’t dare show anyone else. And for that you’re grateful.

[stxrmylxve]

Hi, are your requests open? Can I request for Tokyo Revengers with some of my favorites boys? A headcannon with Mikey, Takemichi, Smiley, Ran, Inui, Baji, Chifuyu and Hanma with a s/o who’s like Wednesday Adams? It can be a GN or she/her, bonus if you include “the thing”

Hi! Yes, they are open! They are normally open, I don't recall them ever actually being closed, but check my pinned post if you ever need to check!

Hanma:

something about you being so mysterious lured him in

don't get me wrong, he has whack interests, so this wasn't too far off

but you were the person everyone kinda... feared?

thing didn't like him; hated the smoke that came around him when hanma walked in

thing definitely hit hanma once or twice

liked how quiet you were, so it was a win-win

Mikey:

hinting at the fact that he had depression, you were basically the perfect match for this emo boy

you were powerful with your words, he was powerful with his feet

thing wasn't too fond of his behaviors, but didn't hate him per say

thing was just happy you found someone like you that would make you happy

Takemichi:

worried wayyyyy too much he had done something wrong

you would scrunch up your nose and he would immediately jump to conclusions

had to adjust to the environment and decor

it was different for someone as upbeat as him to buy darker things, but if it was for you, he would do anything

you were the first relationship he had kept alive, so anything to keep you close would make you his world

Smiley:

scary with you

nothing more, nothing less

y'all were "the couple with an attitude"

everyone liked you, but they still aired away from you

smiley would beat anyone up that tried to do you harm

like... anyone

thing likes his feistiness

would follow you around in the hallways like a lost puppy to the point you would shoo him off, making his walk away with his feelings hurt

it was fine though, you would make it up somehow...right?

Ran:

with the whole vibe

actually, he loves it

he loves thing too, and thing loves him back

whenever Ran comes in the room, thing always jumps up onto his shoulder

Ran plays with thing... does his nails... AHHH perfect

sometimes you wonder if thing is in your relationship too

ran will go out of his way to come to your school, something a satire outsider would never dare to do

was well-known around the school for someone who didn't go there

the best by far if i do say so myself lol

Baji:

right off the bad, thing hates all of the cussing

but..... baji has long hair, something you don't see often

so he tolerates it, hitting him a few times if he overdoes it

braids baji's hair, it's amazing

baji doesn't like thing, but holy shit does someone's hands running through your hair feel good

has a bromance going on, it's great

is completely fine when you're cold, tired, annoyed, or whatever

you have your own shit, he has his

likes how dark it is; it's a nice change from chifuyu's bright room

Inui:

it's hard to adjust to the different colors, but he adjusts quite nicely

he used to get called "freak show" at his old school due to his shoe choice, so your relationship was a keeper

he was glad that you, and thing, appreciated him for who he was, even if you had a hard time expressing it

he loves dancing with you, don't lie

he even made your dress AND made it match his suit?!

Koko is a bit jealous.....oops

thing likes his shoes though, what can he say?

Chifuyu:

a very bright person

yellows, a few pastels, just liked to air away from plain black

but for some reason, the one person everyone was weirded out by (you) was someone he also liked who wore black

peke j likes you, so you're a keeper

he enjoys when you play music, it's just so dramatic

and he dances with thing and peke j

can't dance to save his life, but hey, he's laughing and having a good time, something most people didn't do with your vibe

[szasfuckingwife]

Accidentally Saying ‘I Hate You’ In An Argument

With Kakucho , Shuji, Sanzu and Haitani Brothers

Please 🤧🤧

Accidentally saying ‘I hate you’ in an argument

-Warnings? Swearing. some toxicity? some smut in Rans, Hanma is in bonten.

-Some of these aren’t really an ‘accident’ so😁

KAKUCHO

It was too much. Mikey demanded too much from Kakucho. He knew it. You definitely knew it. Every day, he’d come home completely worn out, sometimes just ignoring you and heading straight to bed.

“Hey, Kaku-"

Your greeting was interrupted by a heavy slam of the door when he walked in, you swore the door could’ve cracked by the force.

He walked straight past you on the couch, not even giving eye contact. So many times, his behaviour has practically been normalised.

But something awakened in you.

“Kakucho.” You called. He stopped, his back still towards you. “I’m trying to talk to you?”

“Yeah, ‘m tired, [Y/N]” He said.

That was your limit. “Oh for fucks sake, Kakucho. You’re always tired, always busy. I’m just trying to have a decent conversation for once in this long ass year! Sometimes I really hate this..I really hate you!”

You couldn’t even keep up with your words. Everything was just spilling out and you didn’t even realise what you said until he turned around.

“You do?”

How can you answer? “N-no.”

Visibly, Kakucho looked upset. But obviously he wouldn’t let you see that, or anyone. “You hate me.”

“Kakucho..”

He rubbed his eye, his exhaustion clearly taking a toll on him. “We can talk in the morning, okay? You can sleep in the bed.”

With a sigh, you listened to him and walked into bed, climbing into bed. You didn’t mean to say it at all. It just came out. By no means at all will you ever hate him.

But how he is during certain situations annoys you.

That never stopped you loving him.

The guilt was eating you up alive and you couldn’t sleep. Not without him. So, you got up and walked to the living room.

Kakucho was there asleep like a baby. You smiled and climbed next to him.

He must’ve known since he pulled you in tightly hugging you.

You guys would get through this. You always have.

HANMA SHUJI

Oh, God knows how you haven’t said it once earlier. He’s just so damn…annoying. He knows which buttons to deliberately press, constantly trying to bring that outburst out of you.

Shuji never means any harm though. He’s just dumb.

He had annoyed you one day and you guys had a disagreement. He wasn’t taking you seriously. So, he went out. He ‘accidentally’ got drunk at the strip club with the rest of Bonten and posted 5 snaps of the scene online

Obviously, you saw all of it. You kept telling yourself that he wouldn’t cheat.

Would he..?

Was this his way of finally pissing you the fuck off?

You were speechless when he walked into your apartment at 2am. He looked like a drunken mess, his tie was all loose and he was tripping around the whole place.

“Shuji…”

He pointed at you. “There she is. My girlfriend. She looks so mad though. Tell me, girlfriend, why are you mad?” He slurred his words and cackled at himself. Not amusing to your eyes.

“I was worried sick. First, I was worried that you’d hurt yourself out there and second, I was worried you value so little of this relationship that you’d cheat with some stripper.” You sigh.

He groaned as he gripped the walls. “What if I did? What would you do?”

Like I said, Shuji is so damn annoying. Sighing, you helped him to sober up in the bathroom, unbuttoning his shirt and cleaning his face.

“What’s on your mind, sweet cheeks?” He asked with a smirk. Then, he bursted out laughing.

What was so funny? What the fuck was he smiling at?

“What’s funny?” You ask with a straight face. He carried on laughing, gripping the bowl of the sink.

All the anger built up inside you finally bursted as you threw his stupid shirt on the floor.

“For fucks sake, Shuji, grow up! I’m tired of doing this! If you don’t wanna love me, I’ll find someone else. Someone I don’t hate at times.”

It’s almost like your words sobered him up.

He just blinked as he stared into your eyes. But it didn’t matter, you were far too mad to even listen to a word he says or even look at him.

“So, you hate me?”

With a scoff, you left the room, fleeing to your bedroom. There, you sobbed. You didn’t mean it at all. You loved Shuji more than anything and he loved you.

But this was not how you envisioned it to be.

You cried yourself to sleep, hugging the pillow, wishing it was him.

But when you woke up, you smelt that sweet smell of breakfast.

“No fucking way..” you whispered.

You tiptoed to the kitchen to find a (hungover) Hanma Shuji preparing breakfast.

“I’m sorry?” He said with an adorable smile.

“I’m sorry.” You smiled at him back before joining him to appreciate his breakfast.

SANZU HARUCHIYO

He promised he wasn’t. He promised that now, he wouldn’t even look at drugs as long as you’re in his life. But everyone knows Sanzu is a liar, nothing more.

Ran asked you to collect him from work since he was a walking disaster that was high.

Honestly, you contemplated leaving him there and then. You were so tired of his constant bullshit. He claimed to love you but look at him, lying to you again.

But, you decided to pick him up anyway.

When you pulled up to Bonten’s building, Ran and Rindou were already there, holding up a limp Sanzu. He smiled when be saw your car, as if this was funny.

“Take care, [Y/N].” Ran slapped the head of your car twice before leaving. They both gave you sad smiled, knowing how hard this was on you.

But when they left, you began to cry.

Sanzu was too far into his own world to even notice you at first but when he did, he was confused.

“Hey, what’s up with you?” He tried to hold your hand that was gripped tightly on the wheel but you slapped it away. “Jeez, only asking..”

“Shut the fuck up.” You whisper through tears.

“Oh come on, [Y/N]. What did I do-"

Then, your palm came down hard to his cheek.

“I said, shut up! I mean God, Haruchiyo, you’re killing me. Every fucking time you say you’re gonna get clean but you never do!”

“Clean?” He raised a brow.

With a sigh, you ask, “Are you using?”

He stammered before you began to chuckle.

“You know, I thought this time was different. I really did. I fuckin hate you.” You sobbed again.

Sanzu looked at you confused. What do you mean you hate him? You can’t hate him, you told him you would love him until the end of time.

No, surely you were overreacting.

“I just snorted one line, babe. I didn’t know I was this high. My bad, I’m sorry, I guess-"

“You don’t mean it.” You looked at him. “You never do.”

RINDOU HAITANI

When Bonten offered you a job as secretary, Rindou hated it almost immediately. He knew you were smart, he just didn’t want his wife to interfere with his shady business.

No matter all the ‘I’ll be fine’s or ‘Don’t worry about me’s you gave, He still didn’t like it.

And you noticed how distant and cold he began to get as you started.

The fights only started from there. As secretary, you were advised to be in meetings, for information. Whenever you spoke, he’d scoff or sigh or whatever little thing he could do that annoyed you.

He just wanted you safe, not speaking to murderers, drug dealers and notorious gang members, except him (and probably Ran).

“I just don’t get why you want me to quit, Rin.”

He didn’t even look at you once while he was sorting out his files, but he still answered. “It’s unsafe. You’ll probably end up dead.”

It was kind of ironic of him to say that seeing as you’ve been saying the same thing to him for the past two years. “Rin, it’s just a job. I’m not heavily involved, I’ll be fine-"

“For God’s sake, no you won’t!” Rindou slammed his folders on the table and, finally, looked at you. “You don’t always use your head, [Y/N], If that sounds harsh, so be it but it’s true. You’re just…too curious. I really don’t like that.”

For anyone else, they’d be shock at what Rindou just said, but you were used to it unfortunately. “You think I like how you treat me sometimes? Huh? Because I don’t. I…I hate-"

“You hate me?”

Your cheeks were now damp with tears as Rindou finished your sentence. Again, he was right. You’d never thought in your 5 year relationship that you’d even utter the word ‘hate’ yet here you are.

“All I want for you is to be safe, Is that so hard to understand?” He said looking at you with desperate eyes, desperate that you’d just understand.

The decision wasn’t in your favour, but you reluctantly agreed. “Okay. Okay, fine. I’ll quit, are you happy?” You stormed off to your bedroom, clearly upset. But you didn’t cry anymore. Because you knew where he was coming from.

The next morning was awkward. You were sat on the table drinking your tea as Ran walked out with his tie loose. You’d always fasten it before work, and clearly he wouldn’t let that habit go over some fight.

“Babe?” He motioned at his tie and you stood up to help him.

Mid way doing his tie, he held your face, analysing all your features and stroking your cheek.

“Okay, hear me out. I’m not thrilled about this but, I guess if you wanna keep working at Bonten, you can.”

Your eyes widened as you stared into his. Rindou compromising? This is new.

“But I swear, If you get hurt or, God forbid, killed, I’ll fight you in heaven.”

You chuckled. “That’s if you even get to heaven.” You kissed his cheek. “Sorry for saying the ‘h’ word.”

“Nah, it’s fine. I know at times you hate my guts. Everyone does. But your hatred never stays for long, and that’s why I live you.”

“Because I don’t hate you.” You scoffed.

“No.” Rindou said. “Because you understand my feelings.”

RAN HAITANI

Just 5 words. That’s all.

‘Will you be my girlfriend?’

He thought it was childish to ask you this. He’s a grown man, not the silly child he used to be. He had priorities, a lot of them.

But you were definitely one of them.

You and Ran had been flirting for quite a while. Every now and then, you’d see him in parties. He’d walk up to you, sweet talk you, kiss you, eventually leading to activities.

You guys were basically fuck buddies.

You definitely liked him, and vice versa. But Ran Haitani is not the lovey dovey boyfreind material. He knows he’s rough, with his actions and his words. He’s not kind, he doesn’t do formalities. But if he likes something, he’ll make sure it’s his.

After multiple sexy nights with Ran, you began to conjure up a feeling that he likes you. I mean, what could be more obvious than the time you guys had drunk sex, and he whispered in your ear that ‘No one else could get me like this’ and You’re so special to me..’

As time went on, the sex went from rough and fast to intimate and slow. He kissed every part of you, it felt like he was making love to you.

Kokonoi had a party and he obviously invited you, seeing as you were Bonten’s favourite party girl. (You always got everyone hype.

But all the excitement rushed away when you saw Ran, with another woman. He kept whispering in her ear, the same way he used to do to yours. And Ran always gives that look, like he undressed you with his eyes. Those same eyes that you loved were now in her direction.

When he saw you staring, he knew he fucked up. He walked over to you and grabbed you wrist, taking you to wherever room he can.

“You looked like you were having fun..” You muttered as he dragged you into Kokonoi’s bedroom.

“Shut up.” He responded.

“Why did you drag me here? You’ve got a girl downstairs waiting for you.” You crossed your arms as you stared up at him.

He sighed. “Because I know how you’d react.”

“How I’d react-" “No, I didn’t mean it like that-" “Then, how did you mean it?!”

Ran knew he couldn’t get his way out of this one, he might as well give up.

“You know when you said all those things about me, like how I’m special. I took those seriously. It’s stuck in my head, Ran. And I hate it because I don’t want you in my head. I hate you because you’re all I fucking think about.”

Finally, you admit your feelings to him. He stands there, perplexed.

And then, he laughs.

“I hate you too.”

What?

“I hate when I see you with other guys, and how obviously desperate they are to fuck you. I hate it when you ‘accidentally’ flirt with my colleagues, it’s like a slap in the face. I hate when I leave you after we sleep together, because honestly, I’d rather be with you all day.” He stepped closer.

“I hate you more, [Y/N].”

His lips crashed into yours with a passionate kiss. Your needy hands grabbed at his shirt buttons as you desperately tried to strip him down. Your back met the door as Ran kissed your neck, muttering “I hate how you do this to me..”

You moaned into his mouth as he entered his fingers inside you. He kept going faster and faster, talking you through your orgasm.

“I don’t wanna see you with other boys, yeah?” He whispered.

You made incoherent noises but nodded anyways.

“I just want you for myself, mmkay?”

You moaned a loud “Yes!” as you finally reached your high and came all over his fingers.

You breathed heavily whilst Ran gave you a few more kisses, that’s before two loud knocks came banging on the door.

“You two better not be doing what I think you’re doing.”

Ran’s hand covered your mouth quickly so you wouldn’t make a sound. This is what you loved about Ran, the risk, the thrill.

“No not at all, Koko!” Ran answered cheerfully.

“Don’t lie to me, Ran.” Kokonoi threatened.

Ran scoffed. “Seriously? I’d never fuck a girl in my colleague’s bed. Who do you think I-"

Suddenly, a groan erupted from his lips as you palmed his crotch. He looked at you a little shocked but amused at your boldness. Meanwhile, a furious Kokonoi had to be taken away by Sanzu of all people.

The next morning, You woke up in Kokonoi’s bed but Ran was fast asleep looking adorable. He woke up amid your shuffling around.

“Morning.”

“Good morning.” You covered your naked body as you got up and stole Ran’s shirt from the night before.

When you walked downstairs, you saw a third of the Bonten members fast asleep on the couch, Rindou was up though.

“Junkies.” You chuckled.

“Whore.” Rindou jokes.

Suddenly, you felt Ran’s arms come around you.

“Now now, Rindou, don’t be so rude to your brothers new girlfriend. “

You smiled at that.

( I have no idea why i turned Ran’s into a whole oneshot whoops)