#takeomi hcs

[wellterr]

save him

[hoejosatoru]

More Random NSFW headcannons for Tokyo Revengers men

part 1 here

Ran

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

Rindou

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

Izana

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

Kakucho

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

Shinichiro

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

Wakasa

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

Takeomi

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

[buccini555]

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬

★ They ended up seeing the marks on your wrists after you ended up hurting yourself after a serious argument between you

★ H e a d c a n o n s !

★ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Kokonoi Hajime, Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Takeomi Akashi and Kanji Mochizuki

tw: sh mention

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

"Mm? What was that?" Looking at you carefully, Manjiro looks down at your wrists, he had never even noticed those marks before, as soon as he noticed them, he already knew what they were.

"W-what?" You questioned, lowering the sleeves of your blouse at that same moment, already knowing that Manjiro had just discovered that you were injured.

"...Are those cuts? Did you cut yourself?" Gently taking his hand to your face, making the sleeve of your clothes go down again due to the lightness of the fabric, Manjiro questioned what those marks were.

Nodding your head in affirmation, you gave your answer, making Manjiro stare at you in complete silence for a few brief seconds that felt like an eternity.

"M-mikey...? I'm so sorry." The boy looked away, seeming to get lost in his own thoughts for a moment.

Approaching again, he subtly held your arm, looking over each of those marks. "...It was my fault, wasn't it? Did I make you do it?"

"No! I-it wasn't your fault, I-I..." Immediately, you tried to explain yourself to Manjiro who just shook his head in denial.

"Promise me, swear to me, that you will never hurt yourself again." Holding your hand again, he spoke in a serious tone, Manjiro was shaking and apprehensive, still feeling responsible for having made you do such an act against him.

"... I promise." Hugging the same, you made your promise.

"I don't want to lose the only person I have..." Returning your display of affection, Manjiro hugged you carefully.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜��𝐢𝐲𝐨

"Princess... You don't need to hide it from me anymore, I've already seen it." Without you waiting, Haruchiyo spoke as he sat down next to you and held your arm gently, you could see exactly the pain in his eyes as he stared at your arm knowing that he had been injured.

"I'm so sorry..." Holding back the tears in your eyes, you just apologized to the taller one.

"You're not to blame, you're not to blame for this! It was me who caused this..." He tried not to blame himself, but the weight of seeing you suffer made it really affect him with a great guilt for not having simply avoided that discussion.

"It's not your fault, Haru." You wanted to calm him down, but as much as you could, he didn't seem to accept that.

At that moment, Sanzu stared at you in silence, even though he didn't show his feelings with such felicity, he had his moments that he considered a "weakness".

"... I know how you felt because of me, that fight, Damn! I... I never wanted to be an asshole to you, I'm sorry." Trying to control the tears that wanted to be released, Sanzu said almost like an outburst.

"Don't blame yourself, please Haru..." Still trying to comfort Haruchiyo, you made your speech.

"I don't want to see you cutting yourself anymore, okay? Don't ever do that again." Breaking the silence, he said looking away.

"R-right..." You promised indirectly, making him feel better.

"Hey?" Haruchiyo approached you and gave you a kiss, trying not to dwell on the subject too much.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

"Who did this to your arm? Did something happen? Baby?" Kakucho would be extremely worried when he held your arm and saw those newly made marks, as much as he didn't want to accept it, he definitely already had in mind the reality that you had inflicted those injuries on yourself.

"...W-Was it, you?" When he found the courage, he took a breath from the bottom of his lungs and asked his question, even though unfortunately he already knew the answer.

"I'm sorry Kaku, I didn't want to disappoint you." Seeing him worried made your heart sink, but at that point, there was nothing you could do to continue hiding that secret until then.

"No, don't say that." At that moment, Kakucho hugged you without thinking twice, all he wanted was to make you feel comfortable even in the middle of that situation.

"You will never, ever be a disappointment to me, I'm so proud of you." Pulling away from the hug and looking directly into his eyes, the taller man said what he had in mind.

"Look at me." Again approaching, he cupped her face.

"Mm? Kaku?" Looking into his eyes, you wondered what he wanted.

"Never hurt yourself again." In a serious tone, Kakucho continued his speech while looking at his eyes with the same sparkle as always.

"... I promise." Looking away a little embarrassed, you promised.

"No need to promise, my sweetheart, I trust you." Holding your face gently and still looking directly at you, Kakucho would speak with a small, relieved smile.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

"Don't do this to me, sweetie." Kokonoi unexpectedly appeared behind you, fixing his black lined eyes on the newly healed marks on your arms.

Taken by surprise, you tried to hide those injuries with the sleeves of your sweatshirt, but you already knew that everything had simply been discovered. "What do you mean, Koko?"

"I want to say that I know that you're hurting yourself." Approaching you and lifting the fabric that hid the marks, Koko said as he looked away.

At that moment, you only managed to remain completely silent, he knew, there was nothing left to hide, Kokonoi was definitely hurt and you couldn't help but be sure of this fact.

"I-I'm sorry!" Hugging him, you began to apologize with insistent tears slipping from your eyes.

No matter how disappointed he was, Kokonoi would never deny your hug. "Oh? Baby... I'm so sorry. For anything I've done, I'm truly sorry."

Koko looked at you with sadness in her eyes, at the same time worried, he hugged you still in silence, without being able to utter a word.

"I'm sorry Koko... Please." Again, you apologized.

"You're forgiven, baby, don't ever do that again, please." Breaking the silence, Kokonoi made his speech, obviously he would forgive you without thinking twice, despite that, he would start paying more attention to your behavior and would also try to avoid arguments for your well-being.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"Shit, what was that?" Rindou exclaimed in a low, barely audible tone as he looked away from the apparent injuries on your wrists.

The silence became almost sepulchral when he held your arm, running his fingers lightly over those bruises, Rindou hugged you, feeling your body trembling and your heart racing.

"...Don't do that to us again, it hurts me as much as it hurts you." The taller man expressed himself calmly, pausing in his speech to look for the right words out of fear of hurting you even more.

"...Damn, I-I, I hate seeing you hurt, I'm so sorry." Holding his arm, his voice no longer maintained the same tone, he could no longer deny himself the urge to cry, in doing so, tears secretly rolled down his face, Rindou was being sincere when he said how bad he felt for seeing her so sad.

"I'm sorry, Rin." Making him let go of your arm, you apologized in a few words, he remained silent, but soon ended up pulling you into a hug.

"Promise me, promise me you won't cut yourself again, especially because of someone else like me." The seriousness in his look and intonation was visible, Rindou was sorry for that argument, so he promised himself that he would treat you better.

"I promise!" Hugging him back, making him calm down and feel better, you made your promise.

"I love you so much, I do, nothing like that will ever happen again..." Rindou said with a subtle smile of relief on his face as he gently stroked your hair.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"No, you didn't do that, did you?" Shaking his head, Ran asked you with a worried look as soon as he noticed those newly made marks on your wrists.

"I'm sorry..." Looking away, you knew that at that point there was no longer any way to hide it from Ran.

"I'm the one who's sorry, my princess." Looking somewhere, shame and guilt showed on his face, Ran definitely felt it.

"It wasn't your fault, Ran." You said as soon as you realized how affected he became in that instant.

"Yes it was, we both know, but it doesn't matter now." The taller one held you gently in gis arms, kissing your forehead, Ran said with a trembling voice worried about what he had caused.

You spend some time hugging in silence, all Ran wanted at that moment was to comfort you and show you that he was right there by your side to take care of you even if he sometimes ended up behaving inappropriately.

"I'm here and I don't want you to hurt yourself again." Breaking the silence, the taller one spoke calmly, still with a trembling voice.

"I am not going." In a low tone, you said, hugging him tighter and calming him down.

"Will you promise me, my beauty?" Hugging you even more eagerly, Ran made you promise never to get hurt again.

“I-I promise…” You made your promise without thinking too much.

Ran pulled away from you and kissed your forehead, becoming more at ease with his promise, he would rather trust you. "That's better, my love."

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

"What the fuck happened to your arm?" Takeomi was never so serious, seeing those marks on his arm really made him bitterly regret all the harm he caused you.

You remained silent, just hoping Takeomi would ignore those fresh scars.

"...You, were you the one who did this?" The older questioned again, Takeomi approached you and lifted the sleeve of your blouse, leaving the marks even more visible, that time, you actually realized that he was sincerely worried.

"Don't fight with me again, Takeomi, p-please." Worried about what Takeomi might do, you just started apologizing.

"Fight with you? Of course, not!"

Unexpectedly, Akashi hugged you, in that same hug, you could feel the apprehension in his behavior.

"Promise me you'll never get hurt again by an asshole like me." Pulling away and holding you by the shoulders, Takeomi spoke.

"I promise." Embracing the same, you made your promise.

Takeomi couldn't help but return the hug and did so. "I'll take better care of you, I'll..."

𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐢

"What are you hiding from me?" He had already seen the marks on your arm, but honestly Kanji had no idea how to deal with that subject without ending up hurting you.

"N-nothing, Mochi." Apprehensively, you spoke, trying to separate yourself from that question, even though you knew he already knew about your injuries.

"... Don't lie to me." In a serious tone, he said.

"Don't fight with me, please!" Bracing yourself for the worst possible reaction, all you could do at that moment was apologize.

"Baby? I would never fight you over that, I just don't want you to do it again." Even though you still felt like he was being insensitive in some way, Kanji spoke trying to get you to just trust him.

"I'm sorry." Lowering your head and looking away, you said in a shaky voice, still trying to keep those marks away from Mochi's eyes.

"Look at me, please, look." Holding your face, he made you look back at him.

"Hm?" Seeing that he wouldn't fight with you kept you surprised and relieved at the same time.

"Promise me you'll never get hurt again because of me, I promise I'll never be stupid to you again." Still maintaining a serious tone and a steady gaze, Kanji spoke.

You were silent for a brief moment, but you wanted to promise that. "I-I promise."

Kanji smiled in relief and hugged you, leaving that subject aside, even so, he would change his behavior to never see you hurt again.

[loneworldgazer]

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Bonten

what if you were their personal worker?

what if you were their personal worker? pt.2

boo boos

deadly grip

their saviour

gimme teeth

life with bonten series

dear wallflower

odds against me

deadly grip

their saviour

helping hands

itching hands

what a treat

marked memories

joy pill

squished alive

dont get it twisted

i'll sew you!

in their favour

Multiple

selling burgers!

lucy and rain's personal hcs

rain's personal hcs pt.2

what (??)

random bonten hcs

Ran

spice and spice

guilty pleasure

so plain (aftermath: guilty pleasure)

when they they when when

Rindou

when they they when when

dear you

Takeomi

fit for a king

Sanzu

munching greens

mask off

[haruchuchuiyo]

It​❜s 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭-𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 + 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 ! 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕

CW + TW : Abuse | Assault | Workplace Abuse | Addiction ( Drugs, gambling ) | Misogyny | Harassment | Sexual Harassment | trafficking ( implied ) | Organ harvesting ( implied ) | Death ( implied ) | Debt | Indentured servitude ( implied slavery ) | body mutilation / amputation | coercion | Branding ( Piercing Suggestive ) | de-humanization

ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ : ᴛᴇᴛᴛᴀ ᴋɪꜱᴋᴀɪ gn | ʜᴀɴᴍᴀ ꜱʜᴜᴊɪ gn | ꜱᴀɴᴢᴜ ʜᴀʀᴜᴄʜɪʏᴏ gn | ᴛᴀᴋᴇᴏᴍɪ ᴀᴋᴀꜱʜɪ afab ( suggested ) can be gn | ʀɪɴᴅ��ᴜ ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ gn | ᴋᴀɴᴊɪ ᴍᴏᴄʜɪᴢᴜᴋɪ afab ( suggested ) can be gn | ʀᴀɴ ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ afab ( suggested ) can be gn

Drabble / Headcanons of Tokyo Rev Bonten + Kanto Manji Men of their business ventures / employment

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ : ᴛᴇᴛᴛᴀ ᴋɪꜱᴋᴀɪ | ʜᴀɴᴍᴀ ꜱʜᴜᴊɪ | ꜱᴀɴᴢᴜ ʜᴀʀᴜᴄʜɪʏᴏ x2 | ᴛᴀᴋᴇᴏᴍɪ ᴀᴋᴀꜱʜɪ | ʀɪɴᴅᴏᴜ ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ | ᴋᴀɴᴊɪ ᴍᴏᴄʜɪᴢᴜᴋɪ | ʀᴀɴ ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ |

A/N : I've been writing this shit for too long and its driving me nuts. Out i need it out of my drafts i say!!!

ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ , ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ , ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ . . . .

Tetta | Hanma | Sanzu

𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈 ! 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭.

💎 — check in laterr + coming soon —

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈 ! 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — 𝐏𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬.

💸 Nastiest loan shark out in these waters. Hanma is the last person you want showing up at your door over a late payment. T h e L a s t. Brutal would be an understatement, his name is infamous among lenders that's how unethical he gets. The trill,, The chase— it's all blood in the water for him, the higher the exorbitant interest racks the more fun he gets to have. When Kisaki suggested he could take over the-other-side of the lending business, that he could to do as he pleases, Shuji was elated to say the least. He could finally work towards his childhood dream of owning 100 slaves. ( not joking actual canon info )

💸 Hanma revels in people's poor choices. Naïve College kids, overambitious business owners, shopping addict gals, sports betting uncles, junkies and idiots alike who think they can pull a fast one him. In the end they all make different noises to his amusement, squeaks groans wails screeches, sobs , groveling at the end of his steel tipped Derbies all begging for an annulment. " No ~ S i l l y ~ " Filing bankruptcy won't keep him away, you have to be a really special kind of stupid to even think of that. Yeah, The guy with Sin and Punishment tatted on the back of his hands, like he's gonna adhere to piece of paper and court order. Nothing in life is free so debts are to be paid in full.

💸 The smart ones always Pay in full, steal cheat sell, how they do it he couldn't give a fuck but it's always cheaper that way. Less broken teeth Less bent fingers. For the less fortunate who can't. It's a not so nice assessment. 'Installments' its already a pipe dream at the interest he's charging, better chance of winning the lottery then catching up to the fees in this life time. If you've got a face, a body, something he likes he will ask everything of you . Till your spent. If he likes you as a human he'll treat you like one, if he thinks your more fun as an animal . . . . . well. Enjoy lapping from a dog bowl Fido because pissing on pet pads and crying yourself to sleep is the new you.

💸 Don't have that wow factor to him? That's Rough. The options are pretty grim, if you want to be hired as his secon- thir- nope lost count. nth Living punching bag the space just opened up. Or even better at the small cost of a leg limb amputation, he can book you a one way ticket abroad to kick start your begging career.

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎 ! 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐫.

🀄 It's quiet— not leisurely, you could hear a coin drop over the air con hum, the anxious tapping of mahjong tiles on table felt, senior men's loafers drumming tension on tile flooring. It's clean— besides the occasional geezer . . . . customer, that won't fucking listen. Sneakin' a smoke at the non-smoker table again . . . If your lookin' to make quick cash?— All you gotta do? Don't be these sad-saps- .

🀄 Sanzu has observed a few facts in life, that people going through extended midlife-crisis's often delusion themselves with grand-ideas. Idea's that they can become some high-roller. In games like Mahjong where the line between skill and luck blur, the desperate and dim-witted act outside of logical financial consequence.

🀄 Every now and again some degenerate Jack-rabbit-type will try their luck, talking out their ass like their a pro, slowly blowing through their pension on the regular to play against others with the exact same idea. Table after table every time every game on tab , accumulating a debt they have no way of paying . Easy . Quick . Good Fucking Money.

🀄 That's how he likes it, business is easy when your hearts in the wrong place. Accumulating cash from folks of this lonely demographic isn't hard. It's always never enough-money, for having a life but just enough for a play, a game. The perfect system and perfectly legal. Never the first or second, even third time that hurts their wallet. No, it's the routine that hurts their Bank, the table fee's the meals the social connection. When it doesn't feel like gambling. When all the people who surround them, who make friends with them are of the same mind, life becomes warped the Parlor becomes home— they all do it. How can it not be socially acceptable ? Why travel to Vegas when theirs something soo much more,, local familiar , safe . 'Don't you know people lose it all abroad !!' In the end this all really adds up.

ATTITUDE — "again- many apologies,, was it ;; Set A.. Or- Set B Sir-? " Spoken in a quaintly manner. It's a good laugh Sanzu thinks, he really out did himself with the new hires staffing. Coy Meek fuckin' Precious, perfect even . "Don't forget to eat your complimentary jelly and curry ." :) All served with a polite smile and a bow to an undeserving old-fart who pissed away the last of his life-savings. Haruchiyo finds great hilarity in this, although you wouldn't see it from him as he often dons a black disposable face mask, that so conveniently conceals his chuffed snickering.

He's is fond of the on going arrangement. It's not uncommon for even executives of Kanto Manji to get down and dirty over money, here when its business as usual theirs no worry about soiling another suit, any problem can be solved with a pretty face and a smile no?— Everyone whos ever caught a glimpse of Sanzu's face would know that. He has those piercing eyes . The kind that holds coldness in its cyan. those pin . dot . pupils, a mouth tapered by vertical scars that—can only grin in a grimace. That's all you need see to know what he's about. Regardless of ones upbringing people know better than to cross him.

¥¥¥ MONEY ¥¥¥ — Every 2nd week at a specific time a specific date marked on the Parlor's calendar, Sanzu will drop by —punctual on the dot to inspect the books. He's methodical. Running the numbers, once, twice, three times to ensure its all in perfect order. Not a coin is to be un-accounted for, no decimal place mistaken, —he runs a tight ship. Muto the branch manager is the reserved type . An emotionally apathetic man even by male standards. Only seems to show up when the booth cashier causes issues.

CONCLUSION — Most scuffles are sorted out by the time Sanzu's called in, rare as that call is. It's only when business is really being obstructed that he takes creative liberties to not bleed cash. For the ones who really run up into the red, who borrow to play a table more than they can pay back —you know the classic destitute addicts, that don't learn and never will. Or the money-teller getting a bit to grippy with the notes. Well, Sanzu has his ways of securing a reimbursement . Don't you know? The true value of people? Everyone has something special in them, even those who work the dead end jobs that nobody wants to. Hard labor, scrubbin' toilets, out in the scorching sun of a construction site even then, those who beg for a living or who retired . It's what's inside you that really matters . . . . Yeahh , like a kidney or a liver, a cornea, a lung . . . .

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐏𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐫.

🎰 — check in laterr + coming soon —

ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪꜰᴇ — ʙᴀʀ​❜ꜱ , ᴄʟᴜʙꜱ , ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴇᴛɪᴇꜱ

Takeomi | Mochi | Ran | Rindou

𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐎𝐌𝐈 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐡 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞.

🚬 Is it surprising? It's really not surprising. This guy, Takeomi has a problem. He could never quit to save his life. Man is chain-smoking into a stroke and life long respiratory issues. He knows it's coming for him. It's not even the nicotine anymore its just embedded into his daily life. Wake up- smoke, go to work- smoke, get berated by Sanzu- smoke, eat- shower- sleep- . . . . . smoke . In a way it makes him a certified vet to every brand of cig, e-cig, vape, etc. You know it he's tried it. All it took was dabbling with Hookah for him to realize what he had been missing all his life.

🚬Takeomi lovess lovesss the people the Lounge draws in— its like a extra bonus. Plenty of regulars a good stream of income. As well the young-tease 20's college girl's looking for something nicer than a vape bar. He's a total geezer about it, flashing a discount if they flash something more, 'yuck' totally gross and he knows. He's just wayy too jaded to give a fuck at this point.

🚬 His silver hair matches his sliver tongue now, they say with age comes wisdom, Akashi however was never a wise man. He made many mistakes, dabbled in things he shouldn't of. Taking all the wrong-paths that life had to offer, met all the wrong people. That's how he could discern which was the lesser of two shit deals. Since being appointed as an Advisor, Takeomi knew that when shit eventually hits the fan in Bonten, he'd better make like smoke— That's why he supplies so many specialty tobacco stores with inventory. It never hurts to have a side hustle.

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐯𝐞.

🥤 There's a super-secret party scene for only the hardstyle hardcore. Rindou can't get away with the shit he pull's here at the normal clubbing gigs because its fucking illegal DUH . Don't get him wrong Rindou love's house music ok, but its a different crowd. You can't start playing experimental shit it would scare the average normie. Clubbers can't and wouldn't get it appreciate it, they don't know 'the culture ‪‪❤︎‬.'— 'The life in music‪‪ ❤︎‬—' yet. O-K~ you got that?~ He does.

🥤 Rindou could go on for hours and hours geekin' , raving about how crazy Berlin's scene was, from his last 'buisness trip'. How everyone should experience it for themselves at least once. He's been mopey since his return, he knows most clubbers who party in Japan aren't getting that genuine human connection. Reiwa was truly the death of the clubbing scene. Everyone got too superficial, vain on—their phones not living in the moment shit isn't the same vibe as the early 2000's. God . He misses those days.

🥤 It was a hard sell at first, since he basically had to build the scene ground up. Luckily for him he's a Roppongi Hill's local with grade A groupies so his name alone sells out gigs, once the word got out he was behind the little project. Shit. Was. Hype. But hype alone really wasn't enough to import that authentic Berlin Rave, you know, it's way more licit, there's more substance over there.

🥤 What Rindou realized for the real deal he needed good shit available. Top-Selection . Liquors . Candy . Is it all laced?— yes. Is it illegal?— 'Fuck yes'. Is that where the funs at?— 'O b v i o u s l y.' Since when did cross-fading have to stay such a foreign concept . People need to 'discover themselves❤︎‬'— 'to experiment❤︎‬-'. "ARE YOU READY 4 THIS ". see When your out here doin Heisei shit, you gotta actual let loose. "O-K ‪‪❤︎‬‪‪❤︎‬" 'SHOTS-SHOTS-SHOTS' — So Relaxxx . Quit bein' a prude ‪‪❤︎‬. a n d . Remember, this is how people with money party , KANPAI~!

'NONDE~~ NON-DE,, NONDE~~'

" OG GYARU & GYARUO'S,, ONLY !!". KANPAI~~!! .

𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐌𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐫.

🥃 Sangria crushed-velvet carpets, fringed dimed-lighting, a Old Fashioned on-the-rocks over a mahogany island bar, the atmosphere in the lounge is of a long begotten-romanticized era. Something Mochi takes great comfort in. This bar he's founded in Ginza is his peace. A place where he can watch his lovely ladies preform, singing with honey dancing with pep in their glitzy get-ups while he nurses his over priced larger.

🥃 Mochi has always had a stuck in time Macho Man mind-set, in his heart he's really a Shōwa era kind of guy. So when it came down to reality of what happened to Tenjiku— to Izana. He had To-, Needed To take a moment of time—of Reflection to grieve. As a man. But also to reflect on his thoughts ( I'm serious ), of what he had built up in his head. All this greatness about gangs, Yakuza he once thought purely aspirational blindingly came into question. Ruminating on this really provided Mochi with the perspective he had been needing, he made his peace in a way only he could make sense of. It's not that he'd quit the life-style it had always been his dream to be a Kumichō but with Izana having passed, he'd just have to accept that things where going to take shape a little differently.

🥃 Mochi likes to think of himself as reformed in his own way, but really ideologically he's the same sleaze in Bonten, just now with matured tastes. He's not as lumberingly-gauche as he once was. He's more stoic-distinguished better dressed. In comparison to the Haitani's he's far better mannered. He grew tired of playing about with women and running Bonten's soaplands-sex shops, so much so he dumped half of his work-load over to Takeomi. Mochi has been a little burnt out. He thought a life of debauchery , women was the life for him but really it was kind of a phase.

🥃 Now that he's Older more cultured he knows better , so he's started his own 'Burlesque bar'. He thinks it's very— 'Traditional.' (since when?) . Even better, it gives him an excuse to mingle with the ladies patrons of a less promiscious background, dressed up showing you know what but with less intimate experience ( he hopes ) . Old habits die hard , but don't you believe him? He's seriously looking to settle down this time. One too many drinks his thumb drawing the small of your palm, a voice husky he recites with grit "Hasn't anyone told you, you just have the sweetest voice— " I wonder, where he got those lines from .

𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 ! 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 — 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬' 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛.

🍒 Has more than a few business varieties to clean his money. Haitani LLC housing development subsidiary, general nightlife entertainment think; night clubs, cabarets, love hotels, AV production sets, however they aren't his No.1 . His priority, his primary source of entertainment is his exclusive VIP fetish "Gentleman's' Club~~ ♡ " based in Roppongi,

a cautionary note. . . Ran has little leniency for those daring to refer it as anything other, than a Gentleman's Club. It's personal . He thinks it cheapens the prestige, cheapens his 'Vision' and Ran doesn't do cheap. Never .

🍒 Ran has a system here which means VIP's won't find any stray entertainment when they book their visit. That's too typical too 'pas cher'. This Club is for people with sophisticated tastes, the only entertainment here is Real Endurance. Real Play. Not that edited bs on set. Which means everything is pre-prepared in advance in its own special room. That alone is really 'Bon marché' he thinks, as you can't get this kind of service, the kind of play he offers at any other club.

🍒 The VVIP list is actually a fairly-small reserved inner circle of '20' max at a time, while total VIP's make of 50. Ran say's he prefers it this way. As it makes the inner most circle feel more like a close family of 'like-minded people~ ♡ '.

🍒 Ran knows each of his clients niches, from personal experience. Because of this he's thoughtfully comprised a curated catalogue for his loyal members to select from.

🍒 He's retained a strong cult like membership through various creative initiatives, Club events, a kind of brotherhood bonding... thus he's has never had a deficit in quarterly earnings.

ATTITUDE — Gets into physical altercations often. He singles out staff and clients alike; bruised ribs, swollen faces, broken collar-bones the list of what he gets away with goes on- and on-. Not because anyone's fucked up tf kind of establishment you think he runs?

'Nah~~ ♡ '

Ran just takes great enjoyment in hazing individuals that catch his fancy.

¥¥¥ MONEY ¥¥¥ — The pay-slip advertises itself despite the hostile working environment. The senior employee's will all tell you that it's a job for life. It's hard not to catch the flicker of light blinking off what's defiantly a genuine diamond letter 𝓡 , adorning one lady's ear and a bejewaled 𝓡 belly piercing on the other woman. It seems Ran is quite generous to those who work-hard as much as play-hard.

Despite being an awful boss in terms of workplace assaults' and daily harassment everyone gets paid, always. He's not a complete animal Ran knows to manage his staff's finances well. Moneys tight with the economy's housing market and all, Right? People have got bills to pay he considers that much, and with fee's and rent so high most common people are priced out of places like Ginza let alone Roppongi ( unless your a multimillionaire ) .

CONCLUSION — Senior employees are always smiles regardless of Ran's abusive behavior, they go above and beyond for whatever reasons, "Maybe they get dental in the senior benefits package? "

'It's anyone's guess really. — '

Ran provides, but only if you get in his good books. It's really not easy starting out as a trainee for him. For every reason. Physically, psychologically. However for those who are willing to devote themselves, fully . Look forward to what's above, don't worry. He's so-so nice if you need extra accommodations he even has applications for his staff-housing initiative, the rental proximity is super convenient.

'Ran is just such a generous guy...'

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[ray2rkz]

Halloween HCs with the OG Trio

when they were younger, before toman was founded

fyi: OG Trio is Mikey, Baji and Haruchiyo

(i love these three)

Shinichiro insists going with them, even though the three think they could do well on their own

Shin only goes with time cuz one time they came back full of blood and turns out they beat up other kids and stole their candy (haru's idea, Baji and mikey liked it very much) and since then they can't go alone anymore

the three of them always have matching costumes

the year when haru got his scars he made them look like they're fresh with makeup and Baji and mikey also got some kind of make up scar in their face

Ema and Senju also go trick or treat hunting [do you say it like that?] with them

the two girls have matching costumes too

haruchiyo doesn't like sweets that much so he'll give some of them to either mikey or Senju

Mikey and Ema always share their candys with each other but mikey eats most of them

the five trade their candys among themselves when one has smth the other ones wants

wakasa and benkei tagged along one year too, but the kids (especially mikey and baji) drove them crazy so they never went with them ever again

wakasa sometimes helps them with their costumes though

takeomi thinks trick or treat is useless so he doesn't tag along at all

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Mikey & South's Parallels

@chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter, get your bingo card ready ;p

- They both had ill mother who couldn't raise/take care of them

-Absent father. We don't know where South's is and Mikey's dad is dead

- bc of that, raised by someone else

- Mikey has a Japanese mother and a not-completely Japanese dad | Not sure about South's parents but his mother has light hair so it is likely that she's Brazilian, at least partially and his father is Japanese (+ South's family name is Japanese so it's likely it is his father's)

-> (South was born in Japan it seems ("Minami was a foreign child", chapter 227), so perhaps he did know Japanese as a child (perhaps lost it with time tho) and we can only speculate about how and why he came to Brazil with his mom and why they ended up in a favela)

- Mikey is called that: Mikey. And Manjiro by only very few people - South is called South, and Minami by no one in canon -> both being English name

- After losing both of their parents (& Dino in South's case), they go live with their grandparent(s)

- can bond over and understand each other's dark impulse in a way nobody else can

- childish (they deserve to be)

- Mikey kept his old blanket from his childhood - South has dinosaur plushies (metaphorically having Dino keep an eye on him) (I promise they're dinosaurs. They must be. That's how I see them.)

- Both lost paternal figure at 12 y/o bc of the dark impulses (Dino died by South's own hands, I agree that the presence of the dark impulse here is debatable - Shinchiro died bc of the curse influencing Kazutora)

- Mikey was supposed to inherit BD - South took over Dino's gang

- Mikey got Shinichiro's bike & bedroom after his death - South took Dino's jewelry and got a tattoo similar to Dino's

- HYPNOTIC EYES. Mikey's abyssal eyes suck your soul in and South's are just... Well first, too many with his tattoos, and second they look like he has eyes inside of his eyes (and circles inside circles inside circles inside circles... are the most basic form of hypnotic image)

- Have their hair tied up in past-present time/the first time we meet them

- Mikey is the second smallest man character in TR (so close to first place!) - South is the tallest man character in TR (and just the tallest period)

- Their image color (red & green) are complementary colors

Dino and Shinichiro:

- The one taking on the responsibility to take care of the ill mother (the hospital calls Shinichiro and not grandpa Sano when Mama Sano's condition got worse)

- Showed the delinquent way to them (different way tho: Mikey has witnessed the funny & entertaining, playful and 'relaxed' side of it - South had the right to experience violence from the start)

+ Shinichiro showed it to Mikey because he had a great experience with it and wanted his baby brother to be as happy as he was - We can only speculate why Dino wanted South by his side

- Shinichiro is Mikey's brother but we don't know why Dino started to take care of South and his mom

- Death was karmic: literally for Shin since he died by the curse he himself created the same way he killed to get time leaper powers, and for Dino it's more bc he asked for it with how he raised South

- Shinichiro is the only one (from what we know) who keeps calling Mikey Manjiro no matter the years vs Dino was the one to change Minami's name to South

- Ruined Mikey's life by traumatizing him with the curse and its consequences (of course, didn't mean to) - Ruined South's life by traumatizing him with.. making him kill people and all

- Both wear a chain around their neck

[milkyboiiiii]

Whenever you're sitting on Takeomis lap he'll blow smoke in your face 'cause he "felt like it"

He's such an ass, but he's hot soooo

He'll blow smoke in your face and laugh as you cough. If you start to pout he'll give you fake sympathy "aw my baby can't handle a little bit of smoke? What a shame" he's smirking as he says it and as soon as the words leave his lips he's laughing. He's an asshole but his dick is good

[milkywaydrabbles]

I like to think that since Bonten is the biggest crime syndicate in Japan, Mikey made all the execs learn a tertiary language. They'd all know English, being the universal language for trade—but then they'd all split off.

♠ The Haitani brothers learned Spanish ♠ Sanzu learned Korean ♠ Koko learned French ♠ Mochi learned German ♠ Takeomi learned Italian ♠ Kakucho learned Mandarin and Cantonese

BONUS: ♠ If Hanma were an exec, he'd learn Portuguese

[appreciatingtokrev]

i love any and all trans hcs but i especially love making guy characters transfem and woman characters transmasc

[izanacore]

“after hours” | bonten men x reader

mini-collection 𓂃⋆.˚

synopsis: as a bonten executive, y/n treats hooking up with bonten men after meetings like just another part of the job—routine, effortless, and far too easy to stop.

characters: manjiro “mikey” sano, haruchiyo sanzu, ran haitani, rindou haitani, hajime kokonoi, fem!reader

warnings: smut (18+), explicit sexual content, multiple partners, rough sex, anal sex, semi-public sex, spanking, spitting, cumplay, hair pulling, degradation, choking, dirty talk, objectification, power imbalance, manipulation, possessiveness, markings, orgasm control, overstimulation, light humiliation, drug usage, alcohol usage, smoking, non-consensual image sharing, mean sanzu, reader being a bitch, bonten men being menaces, toxic dynamics, dubious consent (consensual but with coercive undertones), exhibitionism (y/n being watched), implied criminal activity, unsafe situations, minor aftercare but mostly neglect, mild sadism, and very filthy vibe.

notes: wrote this out of nowhere tbh. this is very flithy. i also wanna say that i really think the haitani brothers are sweet when it comes to their girl (sometimes) and not the manipulative womanizer type, but that’s just my hc (is it canon? idk!). and please, i’ve written every content warning i could think of (i’m considerate like that), so please read at your own risk. again, this is flithy. anyway, enjoy! credits to the fanart i used above.

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part 1

the private lounge smelled of expensive liquor, sweat, and sin. dim lights cast shadows over the leather couches, the sound of bass thumping through the floors beneath them. it was routine now—business first, then pleasure. bonten’s little after-meeting tradition. drinking, getting high, and letting loose like they owned the world. because, well, they did.

y/n lounged beside ran, her legs draped over his lap, glass in hand, his arm snug around her waist like she belonged there. and she did—at least for tonight. she took a sip, the burn of alcohol making her hum before her eyes flickered to kakucho, who was already standing.

“c’mon, kakucho, you’ve never joined our after-meeting sessions.” she tilted her head, pouting before smirking. “i’ll let you play with my tits.” then she drank, the ice clinking against the glass.

kakucho exhaled sharply. “fuck off, y/n. i’m going.”

she clicked her tongue. “boo. god, you’re so boring.”

he ignored her completely, turning to mocchi and takeomi. “c’mon, we have to take care of the clients.”

y/n groaned, rolling her eyes as she leaned further into ran. “you too, mocchi? takeomi?” she huffed, fingers tapping against the rim of her glass before she suddenly grinned. “ugh, fine, go ahead. you just missed a chance of getting a free blowjob!” her voice rang through the room, teasing, shameless.

the three of them didn’t even flinch. used to her mouth, to the filth that spilled from it like it was a normal thing to say. kakucho shut the door without looking back, and y/n simply scoffed before taking another sip.

not like she had sex with everyone… well. okay, maybe something did happen between her and the haitani brothers. and sanzu. and even… mikey. but it was casual. nothing that could affect their work at bonten. just a way to blow off steam, to release tension in the most primal way possible. they were just having fun.

“why don’t you blow me instead, y/n?” sanzu’s voice cut through the music, lazy and dripping in amusement. “i’ll fuck that pretty mouth of yours so you’ll finally shut the fuck up.” a smirk played on his lips as ran and rindou chuckled beside him.

y/n turned to glare at sanzu, already flipping him off before she suddenly gasped dramatically.

“mikey!!!” she whined, pushing off ran’s lap and making her way to the man sitting at the head of the lounge. she plopped down onto his lap, arms wrapping around his neck as she buried her face against his shoulder. “they’re ganging up on me again.”

mikey didn’t react. barely spared her a glance as he pulled a cigarette from his pack, tucking it between his lips.

but don’t get it wrong. y/n was his favorite. she got the special princess treatment—more than anyone else in bonten. sure, she was a little unhinged, maybe even on sanzu’s level, but that’s what made mikey keep her around. the smartest of them all. she kills just like sanzu. no remorse.

and without thinking, as if her body had memorized the action, she reached into the pocket of her blazer, flicked her lighter open, and brought the flame to the end of mikey’s cigarette.

mikey inhaled, the tip burning red, before exhaling a slow stream of smoke.

the lounge was drowning in smoke and sin, the bass-heavy music vibrating through the floor. drinks kept pouring, the air thick with the scent of liquor and something dangerously indulgent.

then koko spoke up, tossing a small package onto the table. “here’s the one you wanted, sanzu.”

sanzu’s eyes lit up as he snatched it, tearing it open with practiced ease. “finally. some good fucking shit after dealing with those annoying-ass clients.”

he poured the fine powder onto the glass table, leaning in to take his share. the rush was instant, his pupils dilating as he let out a satisfied sigh. “fuck. that hit nice.” he turned to ran, waving a hand toward the powder. “try this. better than last time.”

ran didn’t need to be told twice. he leaned down, did the same, and so did the rest of them.

glasses clinked, slurred cheers filled the air. everyone was too high, too drunk, too far gone.

y/n swayed with the music, lost in the haze, her body moving on instinct. she pressed back against ran, rolling her hips as his hands found her waist, his breath hot against her neck.

she should slow down.

she was too high for this.

but fuck it.

pushing off ran, she stumbled toward the table, dropping to her knees as she reached for another line of powder—

only to have her head yanked back by a fist in her hair.

“enough of that, princess. try this instead.”

sanzu’s voice was a slow drawl, and before she could react, he slipped a pill between her lips, fingers pressing against her tongue.

y/n didn’t even flinch. she held his gaze as she sucked on them, slow and teasing, letting her tongue drag along his fingers before finally swallowing. then she stuck her tongue out, showing him the evidence, eyes dark with amusement.

“did you just get hard from me kneeling in front of you?” she taunted, lips curling into a smirk.

his grip on her hair tightened in an instant.

“fuckin’ brat.”

before she could blink, he yanked her up, shoving her backward—straight into rindou.

“shit.” rindou caught her with ease, her back pressed against his chest, his hands settling low on her hips. she could feel the way his breath hitched, the way his fingers twitched against the fabric of her dress.

sanzu’s grin was sharp, eyes blown wide. “and so what if i’m hard just looking at you?” his voice was low, edged with something dark. “you’re practically a walking sex toy.”

his fingers traced the inside of her thigh, slow, deliberate—

but y/n slapped his hand away without hesitation, shooting him a glare.

then she raised her middle finger at him, smirking. “get out of my sight, haru.”

sanzu just chuckled, dropping onto the couch with his legs spread wide, licking his teeth.

the heat in the room was suffocating, a mix of smoke, alcohol, and the lingering haze of ecstasy.

“fuck, it’s getting hot,” y/n muttered, slipping off her blazer, revealing the curve-hugging dress beneath.

rindou was quick to help, fingers grazing her bare shoulders as he pressed lazy kisses along her skin. his hands moved lower, squeezing her tits without hesitation. she barely reacted—she was used to this by now. at least with them. the haitani brothers and sanzu had a habit of touching her whenever they pleased. during meetings, in passing, anywhere they wanted.

ran grabbed a bottle of whiskey, his grin sharp as he gripped her jaw. without warning, he tilted the bottle, pouring the liquor past her lips. she swallowed what she could, but the excess spilled, running down her chin, soaking into her dress.

he chuckled, taking a swig himself before leaning in to lick the trail of whiskey from her neck, down to the exposed curve of her cleavage.

“fuck, ran…” the sensation sent a shiver down her spine, a moan slipping out before she could stop it.

her hands found his face, pulling him inches from hers, eyes dark with something dangerous. “you ruined my dress.”

ran’s tongue flicked over his lips, gaze burning. “if i get to fuck this body, i’d gladly ruin all your clothes.” his fingers trailed up her thighs, teasing, promising.

rindou’s grip tightened on her chest, his other hand slipping lower, brushing over the damp fabric between her legs. “shit, y/n, you’re already so fucking wet.”

before she could respond, ran hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties, dragging them down her thighs. with a smirk, he tucked the flimsy fabric into his pocket, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

her breath hitched as rindou’s fingers pressed against her, rubbing slow circles over her core before one slipped inside, stretching her with ease.

“ugh… rindou…” her hips moved on instinct, grinding against his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair. rindou groaned against her neck, rutting against her from behind.

ran pushed her dress higher, his eyes darkening at the sight.

“rin, more, please…” her voice was a breathy whimper.

but before rindou could give her what she wanted, sanzu shoved ran aside took his place.

“move over, greedy fucks.” his grin was wicked as his fingers plunged inside her without warning, matching rindou’s pace.

they weren’t in sync. they didn’t care. her pleasure wasn’t the point—just the filth of it all, the way they could have her, touch her, ruin her. they were already fucked in the head. what was a little more filth?

ran, scowling from the side, ran a hand through his hair. “fuck you, man. we’re all horny here. at least share the fucking pussy.”

sanzu ignored him, curling his fingers deeper, faster, rindou doing the same.

ran had enough. he knelt between y/n’s legs, tongue flicking over her clit, adding another layer of sensation that had her gasping.

“fuck… slow down… ugh… m-mikey… want you too…” her grip tightened—one hand fisting ran’s hair, the other clutching sanzu’s wrist.

rindou’s hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her dizzy. his tongue dragged over her cheek, hot and possessive, while sanzu spit onto her chest, watching it glisten against her skin.

koko, who had been uninterested up until now, finally scoffed, shaking his head. “damn, y/n. didn’t know you were this much of a slut.”

he stood, grabbed the whiskey bottle, and took a slow swig, his sharp eyes lingering on the filthy sight before him. with a dark chuckle, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, exhaling a satisfied sigh—like he was merely indulging in a show put on for his amusement.

she barely heard him. the pleasure was too much, too consuming. her body tensed, and with one last sharp cry, she came, soaking the hands still working her open.

ran didn’t hesitate. he shoved sanzu, grabbing her thighs and pulling her to his mouth, licking up every drop of her release.

“ran, fuck…” she whined, tugging at his hair.

he groaned against her, the vibrations making her jolt. he gave her one last slow lick before pulling back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“shit, this will always be the best pussy i’ve ever tasted.”

y/n grinned, pulling him close again, cupping his jaw before pressing her lips to his.

out of all the men in bonten, it was different with the haitani brothers. whether it was ran or rindou, their touch always felt possessive. they weren’t just fucking her. they were claiming her. and they didn’t do that with just anyone.

ran pulled back, smirking. “gonna take a break for a bit, y/n. need some good shit first.” he gestured toward the drugs. “i’ll fuck you later.”

y/n bit her lip, grinning. “i’ll be waiting for your cock deep inside me.”

y/n leaned back against rindou’s chest, hiding her face against his neck, breath still uneven. rindou didn’t react much—just took a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up while letting her rest against him. the room was still thick with heat, the air buzzing with something filthy, something intoxicating.

“boss, you just gonna sit there and watch?” sanzu suddenly asked, his voice dripping with amusement. he turned his head toward mikey, who had been silent the entire time, observing from his seat. “wanna fuck her first?”

mikey exhaled slowly, picking up his cigarette from the ashtray. “make her a mess for me.”

sanzu’s grin was wicked. “you heard him, y/n. i’m gonna make a mess out of you. that means i’m gonna fuck this pretty little pussy until my cum is oozing out of your fucking cunt.”

y/n shot him a glare. “can’t you just fuck someone else downstairs? you always go hard on me.”

sanzu leaned in, his nose brushing against hers, his voice dropping. “but you like it when i’m rough, right?”

her lips curled into a smirk. “right.”

the next second, their mouths crashed together, the kiss deep, hungry, desperate. sanzu groaned into her mouth, gripping the back of her neck to pull her closer, tongues tangling in a fight for dominance.

rindou, still smoking behind her, didn’t even flinch. he didn’t care—just let her grind against him as he exhaled a slow cloud of smoke.

between kisses, sanzu muttered, “wanna feel your mouth, but i’m already too fucking hard to wait.”

with that, he unbuckled his belt, freeing his cock, and y/n wrapped her fingers around him, sliding his length along her soaked slit, teasing.

“bitch, you really like to tease, huh?” sanzu growled.

before she could respond, he thrust inside her without warning, pulling a sharp, loud moan from her throat.

“haru—!”

but before the sound could echo, rindou clamped a hand over her mouth, his lips brushing against her ear as he muttered lazily, “shhh… i’m trying to remember something, y/n. don’t be too loud.”

as if sanzu wasn’t already fucking her into oblivion, as if he wasn’t buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her open like he owned her.

“haru, god—right there, right there!” y/n gasped, nails digging into sanzu’s arms as he fucked into her, relentless and precise. sometimes, sanzu was considerate. sometimes.

rindou, who had been watching behind her, finally leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “you can take another one, right?” his voice was low, taunting. “just like how you were when ran and i fucked you?”

her head lolled back against his shoulder, body already trembling. “gonna be too much, rin,” she mumbled, barely able to form the words.

rindou wasn’t having it. “i don’t care.”

before she could even process it, he was lifting her up slightly, adjusting her onto his lap. the sound of his belt unbuckling was the only warning she got before he spit into his palm, lazily coating his cock before pressing it against her.

“riiiiiin!!” her voice broke into a sob as he pushed inside, stretching her open with no real prep. she wasn’t ready for it, not after how deep sanzu had already been, but rindou wasn’t in the mood to wait.

he snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt.

a tear slipped down her cheek. sanzu caught it before it could fall completely, gripping her jaw and pressing her cheeks together. “not so tough now, are we?”

her only response was to clench down around him, intentionally squeezing sanzu’s cock.

“fuck, y/n…” sanzu groaned, eyes rolling back for a second before he fucked into her harder.

rindou, ever so casual, took a long drag from his cigarette, lazily exhaling smoke into the air. when he finally finished, ran—who had been watching the whole time—wordlessly reached over, taking the cigarette from his brother like it was second nature.

rindou’s now free hands slid over y/n’s chest, groping her as he thrusted up into her. sanzu, on the verge of cumming, pulled out just in time, stroking himself over her skin.

“wanna paint you with my cum,” he muttered, and then, with a few jerks, he spilled over her tits, the warm mess dripping down her body as rindou continued fucking her.

“ew, man, fuck you. your cum got on my hand,” rindou complained, though he didn’t slow down in the slightest.

sanzu only chuckled, licking his lips as he admired the sight in front of him—y/n, covered in his cum, still getting wrecked on rindou’s cock.

he was already getting hard again, tempted to go another round, but before he could even open his mouth, ran stretched out from where he was sitting and drawled, “oi, it’s my turn.”

sanzu clicked his tongue but didn’t argue, adjusting his pants before plopping down on the couch beside rindou, who was still fucking into y/n like he had all the time in the world. sanzu grabbed himself a drink, smirking as he watched.

rindou’s fingers, still slick with sanzu’s release, smeared the mess onto y/n’s dress. “clean it up,” he murmured, bringing his fingers to her lips. obediently, she parted them, tongue gliding over his digits, licking up the filth.

ran watched with a smirk, his gaze dark. “rin, want her on all fours.”

without hesitation, rindou pulled out of y/n, leaving her empty and whimpering. a strong but measured push sent her toward ran, who caught her with ease.

rindou kneeled on the couch beside them, while ran—ever the gentleman, at least to her—helped y/n into position. with slow, teasing fingers, he unzipped her dress, grazing her bare skin before peeling the fabric off her trembling body. soft kisses trailed down her spine, sending shivers through her.

“mmm, ran…” y/n whimpered, her voice breathy.

he chuckled, the sound dark, as he unbuckled his belt and freed his cock. the teasing didn’t last long—ran lined himself up and rubbed his tip against her slick folds. behind her, rindou’s voice cut through the haze. “stick out your tongue.”

she obeyed instantly, lips parting, and rindou tapped his cock against her tongue, smearing precum along her lips.

ran, usually so composed, wasn’t gentle when he finally sank into her. his control shattered the moment her tight heat clenched around him, and he slammed into her with a force that had her crying out. he wasn’t sweet now. he was fucking her like a man starved, like she was something to ruin.

“fuck, you’re squeezing me so good,” he groaned, punctuating his words with sharp thrusts.

the rhythm of his movements rocked her forward, and rindou was quick to take advantage. fingers twisting in her hair, he yanked her head back just enough to keep her still. “keep your head still, y/n.”

then he shoved his cock past her lips.

rindou was rough, using her mouth like a toy, fucking her throat with no regard for how she choked and gagged around him. “wanna go all the way in,” he muttered, shoving deeper, groaning as she struggled to breathe. drool spilled from her lips, dripping down her chin in messy, glistening strings.

“look at you,” rindou taunted, his grip tightening in her hair. “so fucking messy and pathetic for us.”

y/n whimpered around him, and rindou groaned at the vibrations against her throat. ran’s hand snaked between her legs, fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles. the added pleasure had her legs shaking beneath him.

rindou, already on edge, cursed under his breath. “shit, y/n—gonna cum.”

with a few more thrusts, he spilled into her mouth, the warm, bitter taste coating her tongue. some dripped past her lips, but rindou wasn’t having that. with his thumb, he scooped up the mess, pressing it back against her lips.

“swallow it for me, baby.”

her lips wrapped around his thumb, sucking obediently as she swallowed every drop.

rindou’s expression softened slightly, fingers brushing over her cheek. when she instinctively leaned into his touch, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head before pulling away to fix himself.

but ran wasn’t done yet.

ran, the only one still fucking her, suddenly grabbed her arm, pulling her flush against his chest. his other hand slipped between her legs, fingers rubbing slow circles against her swollen clit. his arm caged around her neck, keeping her in place as he buried his face against her heated skin, groaning into the curve of her shoulder.

“fuck, y/n. you’re so wet, you feel how i’m sliding easily in you right now?” he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. ran was drunk on her—on the way her body swallowed him up, on the way she clenched around him like she never wanted to let go. “you’re sucking me in so good. like your pussy doesn’t wanna let me go.”

y/n arched her back, head falling onto ran’s shoulder as her mind clouded with nothing but pleasure. he fucked her so good—better than anyone. he knew exactly how to make her fall apart, how to tease, how to make her melt. unlike sanzu, who only cared about chasing his own high, ran knew how to take his time. how to ruin her just right.

his thrusts grew rougher, more erratic, his pace faltering as he neared his end. y/n could feel it. she was close, too.

chasing her own release, she turned her head, lips brushing against his neck. her tongue darted out, licking, kissing, sucking at the sensitive skin, and ran groaned deep from his chest. neither of them cared that the others were still in the room, too lost in the moment, too caught up in the pleasure of it all.

y/n’s moans came louder, sharper, and ran cursed under his breath, snapping his hips harder, faster.

without warning, pleasure surged through her, and she came, her walls pulsing tight around ran’s cock. the sensation dragged him under with her, his grip on her waist tightening as he gritted out, “shit, y/n… wanna fill you up. fuck—ugh, fuck—”

his hips stuttered, cock twitching, before he finally spilled inside her, warmth flooding deep. he rocked into her a few more times, slower now, riding out the pleasure.

y/n gasped for breath, body slumping against ran as exhaustion settled over her. he carefully pulled out, hands steadying her as he helped her plop onto the couch, her body spent. she laid there, stomach flat against the cushions, trying to pull herself together.

ran tucked himself back into his pants, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket. he lit it, exhaling smoke as he sat beside her. she barely stirred, too exhausted to move. instead, she lazily turned her head, resting it on his lap. still naked. still messy.

sanzu, the crazy bastard he was, grinned. he crouched beside y/n, pulling out a small packet of powder and pouring it down the curve of her back. then, with no warning, he leaned in and licked it off.

no one reacted. they were used to sanzu’s antics by now. y/n barely flinched, too tired to care.

but sanzu wasn’t done. he grabbed his phone, angling it just right. the screen flashed.

he smirked down at the picture—y/n, naked, messy, cum still dripping from her thighs. with a few taps, he sent it to their group chat.

his next message tagged the three who left earlier.

sanzu: what y’all missed out on.

the replies were instant.

takeomi: man, should’ve stayed there. kakucho, this is your fault.

kakucho: 👍

mocchi: fuck??

sanzu laughed, tossing his phone aside. he plopped down on the floor, resting his head against y/n’s ass like she was nothing more than a pillow.

he sighed in content, then turned to koko. “aren’t you gonna try her?”

koko scoffed. “i’m good, man. don’t wanna stick my dick where all your dicks just went.”

sanzu only shrugged. “your loss. this is literally the best pussy i’ve ever had. heaven.”

the room settled into a lazy silence. some were high, some were drunk, and some were simply too tired to move.

then sanzu broke the quiet again. “boss, your turn now?”

mikey had been there the whole time, watching from the shadows, unreadable as always. he finally stood, eyes cold.

“dress her up,” he ordered. “we’re going home.”

sanzu smirked. “you guys heard the boss.”

y/n whined, face still buried in ran’s lap. “but mikey… i’m too tired.” her pout was audible. “this is the first time you guys all went at me together. that’s not fair.”

sanzu rolled his eyes, already tired of her bratty attitude. “who do you think you are, not following boss’ orders? get up.”

he grabbed her, yanking her away from ran. their faces were inches apart now.

“i should’ve fucked mikey instead of you,” she huffed, eyes narrowing.

sanzu’s grip tightened on her ass, pulling her closer. “don’t act like you weren’t moaning like a bitch in heat earlier for me.”

before y/n could snap back, mikey’s voice cut through the tension.

“enough.”

sanzu let go.

rindou, quieter than the rest, grabbed her dress, helping her slip it back on. his fingers brushed over her shoulders, lips pressing soft kisses against her skin. a rare moment of tenderness.

y/n sighed, a small smile tugging at her lips.

mikey didn’t say another word. he turned on his heel, walking out without a goodbye.

y/n barely managed to stand, legs shaking, but she pushed herself to the door. “bye, boys!”

no one answered.

she followed mikey outside, slipping into the passenger seat of his car.

oh, she was in for a long night.

start | part 2

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Hc that not only does Wakasa open his front door fully in his underwear if someone knocks but he also stays like this if he has unannounced guests. Shinichiro, Benkei and Takeomi come in expecting Wakasa to put some clothes on but nope he just sits back down like this

[puprdou]

hihi is it possible u make hcs of fanboy!shinichiro x model!reader who's his partner (preferrably fluff with a bit of smut) hope ure having a good day/night🤍🤍

haihaii yeah i can do that! m not gonna specify gender,, hope thats okay—n thank you! i actually have had a rlly good day^^ hope u enjoy oomfie :3

fanboy!shinichiro who had been shown you by one of his best friends, takeomi, and immediately fell in love. it was like from those corny romance movies—from old fairytales, but, this once, he knew it was real. it wasn’t like those crushes he had on those 20 girls.. (who were stupid to reject such a man i mean HELLO???)

fanboy!shinichiro who, when going to your meet and greet not too long after finding you from takeomi, tried to be smooth. it did not work, or go that way, at all, obviously. he ended up stuttering out every word, flushing like an idiot, with a crowd lined up behind him getting upset at him taking so long.

fanboy!shinichiro who, someone managed to land your phone number at that meet and greet. he didn’t know it yet, but that would be the beginning of this poor man’s first relationship; which was, admittedly, quite pathetic. unfortunately, his friends were the ones to break it to you about his poor flirting skills and his past with women.

fanboy!shinichiro who, after you two became a couple, showed you off like crazy. everywhere he went, everybody knew that he had you, as his partner. he told quite literally everyone he knows, and some people he doesn’t, that your his girlfriend. they didn’t believe him at all.

fanboy!shinichiro who, after they didn’t believe him, had to call you up just to prove that you were his partner, telling you to come to d&d motors, not particularly regarding your busy schedule as a model solely so that he can prove it to them. but how could you deny him when he sounded so sulky?

fanboy!shinichiro who drives you to all of your photoshoots, and stays there until they’re over. he doesn’t care how long it takes, he has nothing much to do anyways, other than his shop. after all, his siblings are now all grown-up, they don’t need him to take care of them anymore.. (he cries about it sometimes that they don’t need him and are all grown up)

fanboy!shinichiro who is the first person to get any kind of merch of yours. photocards? have them, and signed. clothes? in his closet. anything, and everything, i mean everything, he has seen and owns it. fanart? cool, he’s liking, reposting, bookmarking, and saving it to his gallery. photos of you? cool, more to add to the album.

fanboy!shinichiro who gets pouty on every date he takes you on, thanks to the crowd of people who end up showing up just to ask for a photo or an autograph, and take up half the time of the entire date just to talk with their favorite celebrity.

fanboy!shinichiro who gets anxious and sad at the thought that you might not like him at some point in the future. i mean, he’s just a regular guy, girls seemingly don’t like him based off of his track record, there’s nothing special about him. he needs your constant reassurance and love to feel like a good boyfriend.

fanboy!shinichiro who, when the first time you both had sex together, was on cloud nine. he was desperately rutting his hips into you, panting with flushed cheeks, feeling like he was in heaven being buried into your tight heat, nails scratching at his back.

fanboy!shinichiro who, after seeing you in the stuff you’re assigned to wear for shoots, will fuck you like a madman in a nearby closet or his car, cause he can’t simply wait to get home to bury himself inside of you.

fanboy!shinichiro who is the most sensitive; you would even argue subby, when your mouth is latched onto his cock. his hand will be fisted into your messy locks of hair, needily rutting his hips into your mouth as loud moans echoed in the otherwise quiet room.

fanboy!shinichiro who, just like his little brother, mikey, will play with little hot wheels and toy motorcycles along your bare body after a long night, making those stupid little engine sounds as he lays on your chest, acting like a little kid as if he hadn’t just stuffed his cum inside your tummy.

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

[buccini555]

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

♡ What would it be like to have a secret relationship with one of the city's most dangerous gangsters? (NSFW Imagine)

♡ H e a d c a n o n s/I m a g i n e s .ᐟ .ᐟ

♡ 𝑭𝒕. Takeomi Akashi

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 . 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 . 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨 . 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 . 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 . 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 . 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 ♡

tw: troubled/toxic relationship mention, manipulation mention, betrayal mention, Takeomi being an idiot sometimes

𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗼𝗺𝗶 𝗔𝗸𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶: It's undeniable the fact that Takeomi is a natural at night parties, and there, at some party, he ended up meeting you, as soon as the older man laid eyes on you, a huge interest can be felt, Takeomi doesn't He's the romantic type, but he offered you a drink and after that night you started having a secret affair.

He's absent, he rarely shows any feelings or anything like that, except when he's drunk, sometimes he might bring you flowers or gifts, but he can't even hide from himself how unfaithful he is, Takeomi definitely doesn't take the hint. You take him so seriously, ending up treating you just like a gain most of the time, even so, he also ends up being jealous and possessive, fights occur frequently in your relationship and he makes a point of starting them.

You usually meet in an apartment that Takeomi rented exclusively to see you, sometimes you also end up going out in public, however, the eldest prefers to maintain almost absolute secrecy, only restricting his meetings to reserved and private places.

As mentioned briefly, Takeomi gets involved with other women, he doesn't make a point of hiding this fact and gets upset when you demand him in any way, he is controlling and often manipulative, not caring much about your feelings, even so, rarely Sometimes he ends up treating you like a princess, doing absolutely everything you want and giving you large amounts of money and anything else you want.

tw: use of cigarettes, jealousy/possessiveness/aggressivenes, masturbation, forced penetration (?), overstimulation, degradation kink, petnames (baby, babygirl, princess) strong words(bitch, slut, whore and others), masochism(?) mention, unprotected sex, creampie

After another meeting, Takeomi arrived home, sitting on the sofa and lighting a cigarette waiting for you to welcome him, you had just gotten out of the shower when you found him sitting waiting for you, surprised that he had arrived early, immediately went to see him.

"I was waiting for you, I didn't want to disturb your shower." Taking a drag, he said, finishing releasing the smoke, then you sat on his lap hugging him.

"I missed you." Right then, you said, Takeomi held you closer and smiled, looking in a good mood.

"I hope you dressed up like that just for me." He laughed, leaving the cigarette in the ashtray next to him.

"Of course, who else would it be for?" You said to tease him.

"Who do you think you are to tease me like that, girl? Have you lost the notion?" Again, he held you, making you sit on the couch and look at him as the older man held your wrists. "Takeomi!" You said as you tried to free yourself.

Takeomi looked you up and down, seeing that underneath your robe you were only wearing lingerie. "Don't play with me, you know you won't be able to handle it later." Smiling, he said, pulling aside one of the sleeves of her clothes, leaving your bra visible.

"What do you want, Takeomi? Don't you realize I was mad at you?" Turning your face away, you questioned as he held your body against the couch.

"You're not mad at me, I know very well what you want, do you think I don't know you?" He brought one of his hands to your face, pulling it and making you look at him again. "And isn't what I want obvious?" He questioned. "You better start behaving, otherwise..." Takeomi forced your face further, making you kiss him.

"Otherwise what, Takeomi?" In the same teasing tone, you asked, leaving the older somewhat irritated. "Damn, girl, don't act stupid." He said right away. "Am I going to have to teach you to respect me?" In a serious tone, he spoke as he took off your robe, leaving you in just your underwear in front of him, Akashi was on top of you still holding your face and keeping you completely submissive to him, Takeomi ran one of his hands down your thigh, lifting and holding you tightly, then sliding his hand down your crotch and putting your panties aside, ending up forcing two fingers into your intimacy, making you let out a small sigh.

"T-takeomi!" You scolded the older again for taking you by surprise, even so, you were enjoying yourself while he masturbated you, his fingers went deep into your tight pussy, which was already wet, making you more and more excited.

He laughed, mocking your situation, Takeomi continued to play with his intimacy until he was satisfied. "Do you think I'm going to ignore your fucking stupid behavior? I'm going to have to punish you for being a silly slut." He removed his fingers from you and licked them right away. "Turn around, now, stupid whore." He ordered, making you turn over and face him.

"I told you to turn around properly, didn't you listen to me or are you going to continue acting stupid?" Holding your waist, he made you lean towards him, Takeomi held his ass while you remained silent, just obeying him.

Takeomi grabbed your hair, pulling it back, thus keeping you completely naked.

"I'm not going to hurt you, no, silly babygirl... I wouldn't be able to hurt my little princess." He said, leaving you a little the freest. "Who said I'm afraid of you?" Soon after, you responded. "You're always a slut to let me fuck you like that." Again, he laughed, teasing you even more.

"Now, keep your fucking mouth shut and let me fuck your pussy to teach you a lesson." He didn't want to waste any more time, so, already excited enough, he needed you, Takeomi didn't care about hurting you, passing his member through your pussy, he put everything in at once, making you moan at the same moment, he he definitely wouldn't be affectionate or have any pity for you, he just wanted to fuck you and he did so, fast and deep in the way he preferred, while he filled your intimacy with thrusts, he pulled your hair and slapped you, making you feel every movement and every inch inside you, Takeomi pulled your hair even more as you moaned his name, leaving him even more excited and overcome with the desire to make you reach your limit.

"Y-you're nothing but a bitch." Going deeper inside you, he couldn't handle fucking you for much longer. "I-I am, I'm your bitch, Takeomi." Trying to control your trembling body, you whispered as Takeomi increased the pace of his thrusts. "Yeah, c'mon my girl! You drive me so fucking crazy with that tight pussy, Fuck! " He held your waist, making you even closer as he forced your hips. "...If you keep being a good little slut I'll fill you up with my cum." Takeomi stated, pulling his hair even harder. "I-I'll continue to be a good slut." You responded, feeling more and more pleasure with each movement and touch of the older.

Both of you were close to your limits, knowing that he wouldn't be able to fuck you for a long time, Takeomi just went faster, deeper and more violent, with every moan of yours that he managed to get out, he remained more excited and determined to make you cum until couldn't stand it anymore, he made you turn around to face him, placing one of your legs over his shoulder, intensifying each thrust even more until he felt your body trembling and your pretty pussy soaked, seeing you at the peak made him already I couldn't take all the pleasure I felt at that moment any longer. "Fuck, I love you." He said, ending up keeping his previous line and pouring all that hot liquid inside you. "I love you too." You responded, pulling him into a kiss while you could still feel his dick pulsating in your intimacy, he could still give you a few light thrusts but soon withdrew from inside you, seeing your intimacy dripping. "You were a good girl." He said, hugging you and showing some kind of affection.

[mbbmz]

Hugs HCS

Takemichi, Draken, Mikey, Baji, Mitsuya, Pah chin, Smiley, Mucho, Chifuyu, Hakkai, Peh Yan, angry, Sanzu, Hanma, Kazutora, Kisaki, Izana, Ran, Rindou, Mochi, Shion, Kakucho, Koko, Inui, Taiju, Shinichiro, Benkei, Takeomi, Wakasa, Hinata, Emma, Yuzuha, Senju, South (hope I didn’t forget anyone)

Sorry about any grammar or spelling mistakes (illustration isn’t mine)

Big huggers

Huggers that will legit crush your bones. Not that they’re trying to, they just like the feeling of you pressed against them too much. They’re always warm and reassuring, perfect when you have a bad day!

Benkei, Hinata, Baji, Sanzu, Senju, Mochi, Shion, South

Warm huggers

Their embrace is so sweet you can’t help but melt in it. They will wrap an arm around your waist or and place their head on your shoulder, taking a few minutes to enjoy your warmth. And of course, you let them.

Draken, Mitsuya, Inui, Kakucho, Yuzuha, Hakkai, Chifuyu

Shy huggers

They won’t hug you until you initiate, even if they want to, and will most of the time let you hug them instead of the other way around. They bury themselves in your embrace, closing their eyes as they relax in the sweet comfort of your arms

Izana, Kazutora, angry, Takemichi, Peh Yan, Shinichiro

"Not just a hug" huggers

Hugging them will always turn into a cuddle session, whether you want it or not. The second you’re in their arms, you’re completely trapped as they push you on the bed or the couch. It happens every time, yet you still fall for it. Maybe you’re doing it on purpose…

Wakasa, Mikey, Smiley, Ran, Rindou, Hanma, Emma

"A hug? Why?" Huggers

Rare huggers, never initiate. They’re not affectionate people per say and don’t really see the point in hugging you (or any physical display of affection for that matter). Yet at the end of the day, will always hug you if you ask them to <3

Takeomi, Taiju, Koko, Kisaki, Mucho, Pah Chin (Pah secretly likes it, he’ll never tell you tho)

[m4nj1r0s]

Hiii okay I'm obsessed with your TR headcanons! May I request relationship headcanons for Shinichiro Sano? Maybe with a stoic/ calm and collected reader? Thank you if you do 💖

Shinichiro Sano with a stoic/collected reader headcannons

I’m so sorry for the rlly late reply I was sooo inactive recently but tyy! It’s a little short but hope you like it :)

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- Admires you a lot, since he’s quite literally the opposite.

- Before you guys started dating, he used to sneak glances at you with a massive blush on his face. You were just so pretty even whilst you did the most boring things on earth.

- Unfortunately, his little ‘glance’ ended up w/ him staring at you for a good 10 mins and he’s scared you think he’s a weirdo :(

- You probably do ibsr

- Whenever he’s around you he tries to act nonchalant like in the gif, but internally he’s freaking out. Poor boy doesn’t want to ward you off because he likes you sm.

- Given his track record with girls, it’s safe to say he goes to Wakasa. You two are similar, and he wants to try and figure out what you’re thinking.

- Wakasa actually gives him genuine advice, probably because he’s gotten so much second-hand embarrassment from Shinichiro asking girls out before 😭

- Has a whole ass notepad where he jots down things you tell him about yourself. Even if it’s the smallest thing.

- “So, you had a vanilla milkshake whilst you were on vacation 3 years ago?”

- “Correct.. Why are you writing that down?”

- Read a romance novel to try and figure out how to confess to you and he decided to do it on a day that was rainy so you two could have a cute first kiss in the rain moment right after you said yes, breaking your stoic demeanor and also confessed your undying love to him.

- Assuming you said yes ofc..

- Wakasa shut it down almost immediately after Shinichiro told him tho 🙁

- So he opted to ask you out whilst you two were hanging out in his motorbike shop during the sunset.

- “So you’ll actually go out with me???!”

- “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

- Mf was literally jumping for joy

- Naturally after you guys start dating you’ll hang around with Wakasa, Benkei and Takeomi more. Which is fine, since you and Wakasa have similar personalities and you get along with Benkei & Takeomi.

- Shinichiro was happy that you got along w/ his friends but he does get jealous easily. Especially when you and Wakasa form a good friendship :(

- He’s not upset you two get along, but he’s going with you anytime you hang out.

- He gets jealous pretty easily, and then he gets insecure when you seem to be so nonchalant.

- Do you get as jealous as he does when he talks to girls?? (they only talk to him to ask for directions)

- Mikey and Emma adore you, though they were ASTOUNDED Shinichiro brought someone as cool as you home as his girlfriend.

- They crash your guys’ dates sometimes, but you guys don’t mind.

- Shinichiro loves to hand-feed you, and this mf WILL even if you try and stop him.

- “..Move that spoon away from my face.”

- “Honeybuns, you have to eat!-”

- Literally the king of making the cheesiest, corniest nicknames for you and he genuinely thinks they’re cute.

- They range from Honeybuns, Pookie, SNOOKIE, Sugarplum, Sweetiepie and Cinnamonbun.

- Yes, he literally calls you cinnamon bun sometimes 😭

- But he is a gentleman. Will hold open doors for you, make sure you have a helmet if youre going on his motorbike, tie your shoelaces for you and on those rare days you’re too tired to walk he will carry you.

- I hc he’s actually strong, but js can’t fight for whatever reason. So he’s pretty good at lifting things up, which is useful if you ever want to rearrange furniture :)

- Has a fun little game where he tries his hardest to catch you off guard and will randomly kiss you, but the thing is he always does it at the worst time 😭

- One time he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist and you punched him 😭

- “Why would you punch me, Cinnamonbun?!”

- “..My bad.”

- You’re his savior when he gets injured though. Whether it was in his shop, or Mikey and Emma ganging up on him, you always tend to his injuries and your calmness also relaxes him in turn.

- Has a cringe t-Shirt with your face on it that says ‘If Lost, please return to:’ 🫠

- He thinks it’s cute!..

- In conclusion, he will be extra cheesy if you’re stoic <3