#rev post

[blackrevell]

// BABY, CAN'T YOU SEE? I'M CALLIN' A GUY LIKE YOU SHOULD WEAR A WARNING IT'S DANGEROUS, I'M FALLING

First Class Flight Attendants // Vladney & Royney Spears [aircrew of @ouroboros-hideout & @olath124]

[forthosetunedin]

2007 // 2022

[vileidol]

actually maybe it is fucked up that astarion’s story is about allowing yourself to be deserving of love even if you are fucked up and traumatised and have a deeply complicated relationship with sex / aversion to sex and some people’s response to that was ‘if u act nice to the hot sassy vampire u will Fix Him & be rewarded with sex uwu’

[resvarie]

finally… my inquisitor/cullen dump…

[puprdou]

jealous bf!manjiro sano who just can’t stand it when he sees you hanging out with another guy. how could you? standing there, practically challenging him with those sweet laughs that boy pulls out of you and those loving smiles that only he should be recieving.

jealous bf!manjiro sano who wraps his arms snugly around you whenever the both of you are in public, eyeing anyone who even dares look at you for more than 2 seconds with a look designed to kill, whilst he holds you like the precious, innocent little angel you are.

jealous bf!manjiro sano who hates seeing you getting harassed by those disgusting men all because you wore that pretty pink skirt that was just a tad bit too short he bought for you recently; tearing their eyes out, that had been lustfully looking you over, all on his own whilst sanzu watches him in a dark alleywall, all for disrespecting you.

jealous bf!manjiro sano who never lets you into the bonten headquarters, even if you’re feeling needy and you want to see him, because he knows the looks you’ll be given by his top executives. he can’t kill his executives, so, the only solution is to not let them see you; if they did, he would be forced to kill them. he hates those catcalls boys make upon seeing you, and he knew they would do the same.

jealous bf!manjiro sano who’ll kidnap that man who was harassing you just earlier at your favorite little store when he was taking you out shopping, tie him to a chair and force him to watch as he fucks you raw, showing him just how much of his you really are.

jealous bf!manjiro sano who doesn’t care if he has to fuck you in public, to make both you and others understand that your his, he’ll do it on every surface, with no care in the world who’s watching; at the club? don’t care. at the mall? don’t care. at a restaurant? don’t care. he doesn’t care where, or when, he’ll put you in your damn place.

jealous bf!manjiro sano who’ll have eyes on you at all times; whether it be his executives keeping an eye on you as your very own little bodyguards thanks to his order, or whether it be he’s tracking you, he will constantly know where you are at every second of the day.

jealous bf!manjiro sano who’ll destroy all of tokyo if he has to once he finds out that you’ve been taken by an enemy mafia. he’ll kill every warm body in the entire state if that’s what it means to find you, he’ll turn all of tokyo into his murder house until your in his arms once again.

jealous bf!manjiro sano who’ll treat you with the most delicate love and care, despite the way he treats others as a feared boss of the most dangerous mafia in all of tokyo. giving you the sweetest kisses, the most tender touches, and the most loving words whispered into your ear by the end of the night as he holds you tight. ♡

© 2025 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐔, all rights reserved. please do not copy, modify, steal or translate my works onto other social media platforms.

[guusagi]

Frank Iero - Projekt Revolution 2007 in West Palm Beach, FL

This video of Frank makes me go au au auuuu! Had to share it with the masses.

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[prncessrindou]

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

you’re completely spent.

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

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

you shook your head, “rinnn!” you cry, “i can’t! ‘m too sensitive!” rindou leans forward and presses his lips against your jaw, kissing and sucking on your sensitive skin as he slowly slides back into your slippery wet folds, “fuck— but i think you still got one more left in you, babe..” he says, leaning back up and grabbing your thighs to pin them against your chest.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[anisespice]

HOTTIE, HOTTIE - LIKE A BAG OF TAKIS

synopsis: who needs enemies when you have friends like this?

warnings: suggestive content mentioned, MDI. swearing, mean-spirited comments, reader gives a little too much grace, unhinged!toman supremacy, overall crack, party in the hollywood hills, and i think that's it :D

notes: after WEEKS of this song tap-dancing on my frontal lobe, i have finally created something that's somewhat inspired, wasn't sure exactly what i wanted to do, but this at least quieted the demons for the time being lol hope you enjoy! stan katseye <3

© 2025-2026 anisespice ッ all rights reserved. likes, comments & reblogs much appreciated!

[achlysyuu]

Accidentally bit his lip while kissing... (Separate)

ft. Ran Haitani, Izana Kurokawa, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Manjiro Sano

You and he have been together for a while now, and the relationship has warmed up as the days together have lengthened, and it's getting to the point where it's time to do something more intimate.

On this day, the sun is warm, the weather is fine, you are home together by the river, when your eyes retract from the distant water to each other's eyes, as if compelled by the wind of the summer evening, you and he eyes intertwined, gradually, closer and closer, until the breath disappeared between each other's lips.

It's not the first time you've been in close contact, but your heart still thumps so hard that your grip on his shoulders unconsciously tightens, and when you smell that fresh scent of his body that's been ironed out just right by the summer breeze, you suddenly feel so happy, as if all the things you've wanted to get in this life are in your fingers at the moment.

Passion steams between the touching lips, and while being wrapped around his waist, your heart swirls and your consciousness drifts for a moment, only to realise when you come back to your senses that you have accidentally bitten him out of sheer excitement.

Ran Haitani

"So enthusiastic.." Ran Haitani hisses softly, fingers wiping the redness of your bitten. The corner of his swollen lip, his eyes lifted and swept towards you.

"Ran, I'm not ..." Seeing the corner of his swollen lips, you were embarrassed at heart. The atmosphere was just right, charming and dreamy, but it was ruined by your clumsiness.

Trying to apologise the words were blocked by his fingertips, Ran shook his head gently and took you by the back to bring you into his arms, his upturned seductive eyes tailed with a compelling smile, "Don't worry, I know how much you like me now."

With his soft words, his lips landed on yours once more, taking yours in.

Izana Kurokawa

"Ah …" Izana releases your waist, and he frowns lightly as he wipes his fingers across the corner of his lips, feeling a smear of blood. At the sight of the bright red at his fingertips, he lifts his eyes and glances over to you, the bottom of his eyes obscure and indistinguishable from anger.

"Do you want .. to bite me to death?" The tip of the man's tongue explored a little, slowly licked off the corner of the lips where you bite out of the blood, the tone of the diffuse and indistinct asked.

"No no, I didn't mean to, it was just … accidental ..." Fingers twisted together, you want to touch his lips to see if the bite is serious, but the man's obscure eyes scared you a little again.

Sometimes Izana is so scary when he gets angry, even though he won't do anything to you, just feeling the vibe around him makes your heart clench and you can't breathe.

"Come here, fool," he wipes the blood from the corners of his lips and calls you over, "I'll teach you, how to kiss."

Then, you were obediently pinched by his chin and carefully taught how to kiss for a long time, and the corners of your lips were numb.

Sanzu Haruchiyo

A muffled grunt came from Haruchiyo between the touching lips and teeth, the man is very capable of enduring pain, it seems that you accidentally bit too hard.

He didn't let go of you, his eyes under his thick lashes glaring at you intently. He finally spoke up as you were tingling and overwhelmed by his look.

"No hiding, I’m going to bite back.." With his hands clasped around your waist, the man clamps down on you, his teeth grinding against your soft lips, he manages to bite you so hard that you cry out in pain.

"Hhg.. it hurts .." Pushing against his chest, you tried to push him away, and what kind of person counts this as revenge back.

He finally lets go of you and looks into your watery eyes, somewhat chagrined, "..Does it hurt that much?"

"It hurts like hell, Haru's a big dummy."

Mikey/Manjiro Sano

"That hurts.." Mikey covers his lip and looks at you pitifully. The teenager's adorable brow is furrowed, as if he's been bitten really badly by you.

"..Does it really hurt?" You anxiously crouch down to see him, your heart filled with guilt, "I didn't mean to, let me see .."

The hand that was trying to peel away from his grip was held and Mikey looked at you, his big eyes staring at your lips, his eyes bright, "Well, it hurts, you need to kiss it to stop the pain .."

Eh, can kissing stop the pain?

Doubt fills your mind, but it's quickly interrupted by Mikey's voice, "..It hurts, I wonder if I'll be able to eat tonight?"

"Fine, I'll kiss." You held back your shyness and kissed the corner of his lips, as he requested. The place you just bit is indeed red and swollen, so it probably really hurts.

"Here too." Mikey pointed to his chin, then to his neck.

"..But there’s no bites there?" You frowned lightly, you'd just given him as many kisses on the cheeks, forehead, and lips as he'd requested, why are you still not satisfied.

"I want it."

So, that evening by the river, you sat beside the teenager and were tricked into so many kisses by him.

[blackrevell]

FIA RECON SITREP // Working with Colonel Harambe & his Barghest troupe takes a toll on everyone involved, no exceptions.

[reds-skull]

Needed to see this man beaten and bruised, but in pink this time

(Also hey I actually have free time again)

[bontensruby]

No one:

Literally no one:

Bonten! Sanzu: DARLINGGGGG, GUESS WHO'S BACK FROM JAAAAILLLLL!?!?!?!?

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Maybe they don't make the best personal decisions when it comes to you...

[sunflower-author]

Yandere Bonten x Reader

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The reader is Gender neutral in this!!

TW: Sewer slide attempt, attempt drug use,

Bonten Timeline, where Bonten has kept you in the penthouse for a LONG time, and out of spite from every horrible thing they have ever done, you decide not to speak to them out of resentment Bottling up all your emotions. Hoping that they will eventually grow bored of you and either let you go or finally end your suffering.

One day, in particular, everything that you had been bottling up has finally reached its breaking point...

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“Y/N, go grab your hairbrush from the bathroom counter. Please, I can tell you didn’t brush your hair this morning,” Kakucho said, sitting down on the couch right beside you.

Ever since Mikey mentioned he prefers your hair long, you’ve been forced to grow it out. You can’t say you like it, but at least it hides the ugly marks they’ve left on your neck and body...

Everyone else just goes along with it—whatever Mikey says, goes. You’re not sure if the others actually like your hair as much as he does, but they definitely act like they do...

You got up and made your way to the main bathroom everyone used. As you spotted the black hairbrush and reached for it.

That was when it caught your eye.

A small orange bottle with a white childproof cap sat on the counter. Slowly, you picked it up, and it didn’t take long to realize—it was one of Sanzu’s many drugs. He must’ve left it behind in a rush this morning, hurrying to make it to his mission.

Bad day for him, but amazing for someone like yourself.

There is a good amount of pills in this container, and knowing Sanzu, only carrying around the ‘best’ (strongest) ones on him. He could drain this dry, and it still wouldn’t be enough for someone like him.

This would be enough to kill any normal person, especially someone clean for over a few years.

Slowly opening the cap, pouring the rest of the bottle into your hand. Then quickly raise all of it to your mouth, only to have a hand grip your wrist.

You don't need to turn to know who it is.

“I can’t even leave you alone for a minute before you do something dangerous. Put it down,” Kakucho said with a sigh. Physically, you know there’s no chance against him

You lowered your arm slightly to put the pills back in the bottle, and as you did, Kakucho’s grip gradually softened.

Once the cap is closed, you turn to look at him, feeling dazed.

“I won’t tell anyone… but if I catch you doing that again, I’m telling everyone,” he said, taking the pill bottle from you. You nodded, grabbed the brush, and the two of you walked back to the couch.

After settling down, he starts to brush your hair. “Honestly, what were you thinking? Did you just want to be on drugs or something, or was that a serious attempt?” he asks, sighing again.

“Listen, I know that you hate your life here. But is it truly that bad? You can have whatever you want. Having Kokonoi and Takeomi buy you anything you could dream of, Sanzu would literally do anything for you. Mocchi would always listen to your rants when you talked. Ran and Rindou, well, they argue a lot, but are fun to watch too. I try my best… even if you don’t see it…” His words are slow and cold.

“I admit I’m just as guilty as the rest of them, and everything we do is for your safety… even if you don’t think it is. That’s the truth. You may despise us for the rest of your life, but as long as we can keep you safe, that’s what matters.”

At this point, he seemed to be pouring his heart out.

Saddened, he asked, “Do you hate me…? For doing all of this?”

Shocked, you shook your head no. Kakucho did nothing wrong—he was just following orders. Even if he hurt you and others, he’s not to blame. You know he feels guilty for everything he’s done. After all, you’ve always felt a slight empathy toward Kakucho; he’s the kindest of all of Bonten.

“Will you please talk to me again?” he begged more than asked. You just shrugged, leaving it at that.

“Is life better now than when you first got here?” he asked. You replied with a simple nod.

“That’s good, at least. Although I can imagine the first few days felt like hell,” he said.

Try the first few weeks…

After asking a good handful of questions, he paused for a few seconds, as if he was thinking. Confused, you tilted your head and looked at him. Suddenly, it was like a lightbulb went off in his head.

“Would you be willing to respond with more specific answers if I have you write them down? That way, you wouldn’t have to speak,” he asked. You nodded. Then he rushed out of the room to grab something.

When he returned, he had an iPad in his hand. Pulling out the stylus, he handed it to you as he sat down on the couch. The iPad was already in drawing mode.

“Now… why don’t you talk?” he asked.

'I wanted to punish you all for everything you ever did to me. I thought that if you believed I was broken, maybe I could find a way to stop living like this. Even a peaceful death would’ve been ideal.'

As he was reading this, you could tell he was stunned, unsure of how to respond. He just asked another question: “How long are you going to keep this up?”

You write, ‘Until I can be free, or at least have some freedom’

“I can talk with Mikey…” You both know the conversation will be a waste of time for Kakucho and Mikey, but he can still try if he wants to.

'You’re a good person, Kakucho. Compared to everyone else, you have the most empathy. Plus, you only follow orders out of loyalty. I know you mean no harm to me, even if it’s for better or worse. Truthfully, if it were just you and me, I would talk to you,' you wrote down.

“What do you mean? We’re alone,” he said.

You wrote down just two words: security cameras.

After reading them, he said, “Oh, I forgot about that…” as he looked around the room, glancing at the cameras.

“I know you think we’re being excessive with everything, but you have to understand—we’re doing everything we can to protect you. We know everything about you… there are no secrets between us.”

He pauses, and it lingers longer than it should. He’s quiet… too quiet.

Shit. You have a bad feeling about this.

He sighs, deep in thought, then turns to you.

“Y/N… you know Bonten made a pact—no secrets, and to take care of you. And today… You tried to overdose on Sanzu’s drugs. That’s not a small secret I’d be keeping from them. This is your life. You could’ve died today if I hadn’t been there to stop you.”

He pauses, guilt heavy in his voice.

“I’m sorry, but I have to tell them. I care about you and your safety… and this is something I can’t keep from them.”

He looks down, ashamed.

Shit… you begin to think.

If he tells them, you’ll be on a tighter leash than ever. Things will go right back to how they were when they first took you.

There’s no way in hell you’re starting from the bottom again. You’ve worked your way up—first by playing nice, then by going silent, which they all hate.

If you’re thrown back to the bottom, it’ll take months before you can even walk freely around this building again.

You know what… fuck it. You’ve already told him too much. If you’re going out, you’re going out with a bang.

This is just… a lot to grasp.

You expected this kind of thing from Sanzu. From Ran. From Mochi. But Kakucho?

Kakucho is too loyal for his own fucking good.

Blinded by rage, you shoot to your feet and yell, “You’re just as fucked up as the rest of them!”

But the moment the words leave your mouth… something feels off. Your voice doesn’t even sound like yours—it's weak, strained, not nearly as loud as you wanted it to be.

Fuck…

You messed up your vocal cords.

You glance at Kakucho for a brief second—he’s taken aback. The sound of your voice shocked him… and it shocked you too.

All you want now is to leave and disappear into the bedroom.

However… as you turn, you see the rest of the Bonten members standing by the door, frozen in pure shock.

That’s all the information you need to know—they heard you.

Well, fuck…

A few moments of silence hang heavy in the air before you finally dare to move. You only manage a few steps when a voice breaks through.

“Hold on, Y/N. Come over here.”

Great. That was Mikey.

You're quick to make your way in front of him and the others, heart pounding.

“You talk to Kakucho, but not me?” he asks, his voice laced with hurt.

Should you dig yourself deeper into this mess?

“I’m sorry, Mikey…” you manage to whisper, your voice weak and hoarse. After yelling at Kakucho, your vocal cords are shot—it hurts to speak, and the others can tell. Some even flinch at the sound.

But it doesn’t matter. You could be in the worst pain imaginable, and as long as you’re alive and breathing, they’d be fine with that.

“So what? That’s all you have to say?” Ran scoffs. “We heard you talk. Drop the little tantrum and speak to us. I knew you’d break eventually… Took longer than I expected, but here we are.”

It’s clear—by the look on their faces—they all want to hear it again. Your voice.

Did this bitch not just hear me talk? What more does he want me to say? Is he really such a fucking sadist that he wants to hear me struggle to speak? You think, rage simmering beneath the exhaustion.

Well, in that case, you plan to say something to him—loud and clear.

“You know what? Fuck you, Ran. I’ve been wanting to say that for so long. You’re such a manipulative shit. You really think I didn’t see through all your bullshit—how you act like a god, like you’re so great. But you’re just a sadist who cheats and contributes nothing. It’s only because of your so-called ‘respect’—beating up kids younger than you—that you’re feared. Without that, you’d be nothing. You’d still be at the bottom of Roppongi, rotting in jail with all the other failures.”

You clutch your throat, trying not to breathe too hard.

“Calm down, Y/N. You know it’s just Ran being Ran.” You’re not sure if Rindou is sincere or just trying to shut you up. At this point, you don’t give a fuck—you’re already pissed.

“You think you’re any better, Rindou? The only reason people see you as nice is because they’re comparing you to Ran. Since I can remember, everyone’s been blinded by Ran, overlooking just how cruel and cold-hearted you really are.”

“You’re nothing but a follower, doing whatever Ran tells you, blindly trailing behind him. So much so that all you’ll ever be… is your big brother’s shadow.”

Your voice grows softer and softer.

Shit, you worry. How much longer can I keep talking?

“Your voice is getting worse, stop talking, Y/N,” Kokonoi says, concerned.

“You wanna be next?” you ask. “Because you—”

But you don’t even get to finish before a coughing fit takes over.

After catching your breath, you realize just how sore your throat is—burning and raw, the aftermath of overusing it. Every breath feels painful.

Your vision starts to blur, tears welling up without warning.

You have no idea why. Is it the pain? Or are you just suddenly overwhelmed by emotions?

Why do they all have to be here? Do they think you’re weak now?

What’s wrong with everything? How did it all end up like this?

You feel arms wrap around you. At first, you freeze—then you recognize it’s Kakucho.

Even when you curse at him, he’s still here, comforting you.

You can’t hate him. But you can’t love him, either. All you can do is accept him—and that’s exactly what you do, in that moment.

You exhale without even realizing you’d been holding your breath.

Your shoulders and body relax as you lean into his chest, unable to bear their cruel stares any longer.

No matter how hard you try, the tears won’t stop falling.

You can feel their eyes burning into your back.

“What are you all staring at? Acting like children watching a movie,” Akashi snaps, breaking the silence. “Y/N hasn’t shown any emotion for over a year, and now that they finally do, all you can do is just watch? They’re breaking down in Kakucho’s arms.”

Always count on Akashi to be an adult when situations become grim.

“We’ll all talk together on the couch,” Mikey says.

You hear his footsteps fade away, followed by the others.

Kakucho gently pushes you away from him.

“Ready to follow?” he whispers.

You nod slowly and make your way to the couch.

Everyone is already seated, and Mikey motions for you to sit between him and Akashi—the only two who can keep a calm mind, no matter what happens.

By now, you’ve stopped crying, but your eyes and nose remain red and swollen.

The moment you sit down, all hell breaks loose.

“I think that Y/N should get punished for talking to me like that,” “They are hurting enough, what they said was nothing, compared to what your victims say to you,” “And I kill them for it,” “Stop being such a big baby Ran, just man up,” “Oh I know you did not just tell me to ‘man up’, being the only one that doesn’t even get their hands dirty,” “Oh? Do you want your little allowance cut?” “I swear to God, Koko, if you-”

“Enough,” Mikey says, his voice firm.

Everyone falls silent—no one dares to disobey their leader.

Mikey then glances at Akashi, signaling something. Akashi turns to you.

Confused, you wait for him to speak.

“Y/N, I know you’re in pain,” Akashi begins carefully, “but what you said to Ran and Rindou was uncalled for—completely immature. You knew those were their weak points. You need to apologize to them.”

“I’m sorry… Rindou… Ran,” you say softly, eyes cast downward, your voice still scratchy.

“What was that? Hardly sincere—and he could at least speak loud enough for me to understand,” Ran complains.

Seeing Akashi shoot you a warning look, you let out a knowing sigh.

You look up at Ran, meeting his eyes with hatred. “I’m sorry… Ran,” you say louder, your voice rough with anger and strain.

Then, turning to his brother, you calm yourself and softly say, “Sorry,” with genuine sincerity.

Just as the older brother opens his mouth to respond, Akashi cuts him off with a sharp, “Ran.”

Ran rolls his eyes and leans back further on the couch.

“Now, Y/N…” Mikey’s voice cuts through the room, grabbing everyone’s attention.

“Do you—or Kakucho—want to explain what happened today? Especially what made you lose your temper like that?” he asks, his tone unusually curious. He hasn’t shown this much emotion in a long time, making everyone even more on edge.

You glance at Kakucho with a silent, pleading look, begging him not to say anything.

Kokonoi, always observant, notices immediately. “Oh? Must be nice, seeing you look at Kakucho like that…”

The moment Koko says this, all eyes snap to you.

Fuck… just great, you think.

Looking down, ignoring their stares, waiting for Kakucho to say something.

“Today, Y/N went to the bathroom to grab their hairbrush… but they were taking longer than usual. So I went to check on them,” Kakucho begins, hesitation creeping into his voice. “And when I looked in the room…” He pauses, clearly uncomfortable.

“Well, hurry up! What happened?” voices chime in. “It can’t be that bad… can it?” “Just spit it out already.”

Kakucho looks to Mikey, who responds softly, not demanding, but reassuring, even manipulative. He knows how to be gentle when he wants to.

Finally, Kakucho pulls out a pill bottle and tosses it to Sanzu, who fumbles—only for Akashi to catch it.

“I found them about to take the rest of the pills in the bottle,” Kakucho says at last.

Sanzu pales, realizing he’s in deep trouble.

Everyone’s eyes lock onto Sanzu, glaring like they’re ready to tear him apart. I wouldn’t be against that, you think.

“The rest of these, you say, Kakucho? Sanzu… just five at once could’ve killed them,” Akashi says coldly, staring down Sanzu. Then his gaze shifts back to you as he continues,

“Almost got Y/N killed… But then again… who knew?”

”They would be so suicidal,”

(IDK HOW TO END THIS... IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS, PLZ FEEL FREE TO WRITE CHAPTER 2!!! JUST PLZ TAG ME!! I WOULD LOVE TO READ WHAT ANY OF YOU GUYS MAKE!!)

HOPE YOU LIKED READING THIS.

PLZ LEAVE NOTES IF YOU DID<3!!!

[puprdou]

imagine sanzu haruchiyo baby-trapping you, solely to prevent you from never leaving him. yes, he did poke out holes into the condom he used when he was ramming his dick into your puffy pussy like a goddamn mad man, all because he had heard you threatening to leave him due to how crazed he was as bonten’s number two.

i can practically hear it—the deafening slam of his fists on the bathroom door only a few days after, yelling out to you, to what the fuck you were doing in there for so long—as you held the positive pregnancy test, tears falling from your eyes repeatedly.

what would you do now? well, you certainly couldn’t leave him anymore, just as he had planned.

© 2025 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐔, all rights reserved. please do not copy, modify, steal or translate my works onto other social media platforms.

[prncessrindou]

heyyy queen what about.. rindou and tummy bulge 🫡🙏🤤🤤

“i told you not to fuck with me!” you stated proudly as you held your boyfriend down against the mattress with his hands up above his head.

rindou could’ve easily overpowered you within seconds, but he likes making you feel like you have the upper hand. it’s cute, honestly.

but as much as he enjoys you straddling him, he just can’t help but to be a tease and effortlessly flip you over and pin you down against the mattress with your hands up over your head. he’s currently wearing a shit eating grin on his pretty features and you swear if you weren’t pinned, you’d punch him.

you smacked your lips. “you just love showing off, don’t you?” you asked, pouting, “you know i won!”

rindou leaned closer towards your face. you could feel the heat tensing up on your cheeks as he placed a kiss on your lips. “yeah? well, i’m the winner now so jus’ get over it.” he smirked.

he started kissing and nibbling on your jaw, then went for your sensitive neck. your mouth gaped open when he started sucking on the flesh, leaving behind love marks.

rindou was so much stronger and not to mention, bigger than you . . he could toss you around like a rag doll if he wanted to. you’re whimpering and wiggling underneath him as he teases you and you accidentally lifted up your knee, bumping his crotch.

“ah, sorry!” you said rather quickly.

rindou chuckled, “do it again and you might see yourself in some trouble, pretty girl..” he said, biting your earlobe.

you couldn’t lie and pretend that being pinned down by him wasn’t turning you on — in fact, everything about it was making your body yearn hard for the man above you as he teased and kissed you.

you bit down on your bottom lip slightly, “maybe i want to get in trouble..” you murmured, your knee nudging in between his legs once again, but this time on purpose.

those words alone made you end up with your clothes discarded somewhere on the floor. rindou’s lips are attached to yours as you lay underneath him naked and all vulnerable.

soon your brows are furrowed and your face is contorted with pleasure as rindou pushes his lengthy cock inside of your tight wet cunt and he eventually bottoms out. he hisses as you’re clamping down on him — he has his hands pinning your thighs against your chest and the view of his cockhead poking through your stomach is driving him crazy.

“rinnn!” you whine, tears building up in your pretty eyes. “you have to move or i’m not going to last long like this..”

“my bad..” rindou said, his thumb pressing down on your swollen clit. “i was just taking in how pretty you looked like this.” and with that, he started moving — his hips crashing into yours at a rapid pace and every time, that tummy bulge would show up.

he was so hypnotized by it and the lewd sounds your pussy made wasn’t making the situation any better.

“rinnnnn,” you whimpered, “please— you’re so big!” you tried to push him off, but he was not letting up. he’d just swat your hand away or pin it down out of the way.

“fuckkk,” rindou hissed due to you clamping down around him. “ease up some.. you trying to cut off my circulation or something?” he chuckled, leaning forward to lick your neck.

“s— sorry! ‘m sorry, rin!” you apologized with tears of pleasure in your eyes.

rindou was enjoying the sight of his cock disappearing and reappearing drooling in your slick, but even more than that, he was on cloud nine upon seeing that bulge every time he bottomed out.

just the pure lewdness of it all made him wanted to fill you up until he couldn’t anymore.