#Baji is everyone's go to for mixing it

[amarantoestrella]

Idk I just have a very intense vision of my love Baji helping my family make tamales for new years

[cannellee]

May I request alpha! Baji hcs with an omega! Reader? (Sfw and nsfw?)

I just love it when I see omegaverse on tokyo revengers tumblr. There should be more of it.

And baji is best boy fr he's so protective its no wonder he's ranked best boyfriend

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ★

୨୧ alpha! Baji x omega! Reader

— tokyo revengers a/b/o headcanons

my masterlist : ☆

tw : sex and possessive behaviour

(that's what I'm saying! baji's the best fr and I love that he's canonically a green flag. hope you like it 🫶🏼 btw I'm not so sure about my ability to write nsfw so I kept it short in case it's bad. I'm slowy trying to get better at it, hope you don't mind!)

alpha baji is a great lover.

he's respectful, attentive and loyal to a fault.

he knows what's wrong from one glance, but he just sometimes doesn't know how to act upon your reactions.

this is why baji is a huge fan of scenting. when he feels like you're upset and he struggles to comfort you, he'll softly release his pheromones.

his scent is really strong. a mix of red grapefruit and musk, which makes you feel soo at home.

baji is either really secretive about your relationship or is massively telling everyone you're his, there's no in between.

it's not that he doesn't want his friends or anyone to know you're his omega, it's just that he doesn't understand why he should tell anyone if they don't ask.

having your approval and assurance that you're doing perfectly well by his side is enough for him, he doesn't need people's reactions or opinions.

but on the other hand, his possessive side is so strong that it sometimes feels like he would carve his name on your skin if he could.

not that he wants to hurt you though, so he scents you and marks you and basically just claims you in every way possible.

surprisingly gets upset easily, but doesn't say a thing. though his frown gives him away and a small peck from you is all he needs.

not that comfortable with pda at the beginning of the relationship, it takes time for baji to actually open up fully.

but once he does it means you're his partner for life, there's no going back.

when you're doing anything he'll be rubbing his head up and down your back, putting his smell on you. it makes him proud and satisfied when you go past him and the only thing he can smell is his pheromones on you.

your nest is his nest! baji doesn't want to admit it but the way you build your nest, arrange it so it's cozy and warm and with so much familiar smells, all of that makes him feel so comfy.

at first he didn't get exactly what he should do, so he would watch you build your nest while standing on the side awkwardly.

now he's vigorously scenting everything, even the pieces of fabric which are already covered of so much pheromones.

baji during your heat is exactly what you would expect of him : dominant, possessive and restless. he's not stopping, doing it in any position possible while also making sure you're the most satisfied.

when you're asleep, he's cleaning you up and making a simple meal so you can restore your strength. when you're this vulnerable and unable to feed yourself correctly, baji does his best to make you know that he's got your back as your alpha and that he's ready and able to provide for you.

but when baji's in rut, that's a whole other story.

he will be tearing anybody's throat at any sign of a challenge and will keep you well guarded at his house inside the nest you made specifically for his rut.

when he's not biting you or man handling you, baji is blowing out your back in the most animalistic way possible, making it impossible for you to walk correctly after his rut ended.

but you're his sweet omega and you love to satisfy and help your alpha the way he needs it so you don't mind, besides, it always feels so good you find yourself waiting for his next rut.

since you started dating, you noticed a slight change in baji's personality.

he seems calmer and less hot headed. it's safe to say you have a part in his positive change of behaviour.

baji is now a responsible and mature alpha, it can't be any other way. showing up with bruises everywhere and smelling of burnt cars and cigarettes is no longer an option. he knows it makes you stressed and you constantly worry for him ; your concern moves him so much, he lives for that pouty look on your face everytime you lecture him for not knowing better... but baji isn't keen on your anxious smell and worried eyes so he's careful now.

in fact, he makes sure to not get any scratches on him when he goes out! he still burns cars when he's in a bad mood, but since you're there he's rarely feeling off.

but don't worry, nothing will ever stop him from driving away any threats that come into your direction!

baji, much like mikey, is the epitome of the dominating alpha and won't kneel in front of anyone. you're his omega and it's his job to keep you safe and protected.

baji doesn't care, he catches a look at your direction: it's a fight. someone tried and get a sniff of your scent: he's making sure he'll never be able to smell anything in his life. someone directly confronts him and challenges him for you? to the hospital they go, if not worse.

baji has a reputation and as soon as they learn that you're his omega, you can bet you're the safest.

especially since you guys are in the same school, so he can be your personal bodyguard. by the end of the first week, everyone got the memo that you're not to be messed with.

but the toman is also a huge fan of you. who could ever tame baji? it's unbelievable for most them to see baji so docile and careful around someone.

you might not notice since he's always been like this around you, but his friends can tell he treats you differently. his soft spot for you is so evident it's laughable.

they're just not used to him being so compliant and well behaved, gently scenting you and feeding you with the utmost attention, as if you were the most delicate being he's ever seen.

overall, baji and you are living the dream. he's now always hugging you and scenting you and playing with your hair inside your nest (his favourite place!) he loves you so much!

[writingsbymo-mo]

Cozy Tokyo Revengers Headcanons

It's cold outside so let's get cozy

Featuring: Ran, Rindou, Mikey, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, and Baji

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Ran Haitani

Plenty of couch cuddles

Covered in thick, warm blankets

Neck and shoulder kisses

Warm scents with spice notes

Sleeping together for hours

"Shhh, you're so good to me, doll. Relax with me."

Rindou Haitani

Warm mixed drinks (Irish coffee, hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps, whiskey chai, hot toddy, hot buttered rum, etc.)

Leisurely strolls in the snowy evenings

Lazing around his room, listening to music under blankets

Borrowing his warm sweatshirt that smells of him

Hand holding, cuddles, and soft kisses on the cheek

"Mmm, care for another drink doll? We've got aaaaall night."

Takashi Mitsuya

Scarf, hat and glove set he made as a gift to you

Window shopping the boutiques and clothing stores, holding hands along the way

Home cooked meals that make you feel all warm inside

Hot drinks and cozy cuddles while watching a movie together

Forehead kisses and whispering sweet nothings

"Wanna warm up with me, love? I made this just for you?"

Manjiro Sano

Cuddles, lots of cuddles. Not going anywhere without him or you hugging or hand holding in some way

Warm red bean taiyaki and plenty of other sweets (better have plenty)

Gives you one of his coats so everyone knows you're his

Bike rides in the middle of the night

Staying in his room, being held tight on his bed

Running your hands through his hair until he falls asleep in your lap

Kisses on the lips and neck. Licking the crumbs off your face with a warm smile

"Please, one more taiyaki? I'm still hungry, sweetheart...just one more?"

Matsuno Chifuyu

Reading manga with him, snuggling under the kotatsu

Hot tea and a large bowl of ramen to share

Taking an evening stroll to a café under the hanging strings of lights

Offering his coat when you get cold

Holds you close and kisses you all over your neck and face

Watching movies and anime, trying not to fall asleep from the warmth the kotatsu gives

Has candles lit for that warm, romantic glow with your favorite comforting scents

"I got your favorite. Come on, wanna split it and watch something with me?"

Keisukei Baji

Like Chifuyu, he also shares ramen with you. Always a large bowl of peyoung yakisoba

Has you sit in his lap on his bed, hugging you close and burying his face in the crook of your neck, enjoying the moment

Cozy zocks and blankets to cover with

Puts on whatever or starts playing songs from his favorite bands

Gets a bit grumpy before the yakisoba is done

Throw in some hot drinks and food until you're both fill and ready for a nice long nap

Kisses on your jaw and light nibbles on your neck and shoulders

"C'mon kitten, get your ass in here so we can cuddle all night."

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𝐥𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐧’ 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 -

— : [ nsfw ] fwb, name calling, rough sex, breeding kink. toxic kazutora (reader is toxic too)

— : wc : 1.5k

alcohol and feelings did not mix well. you can’t even count on one hand the amount of times you’ve said or done something stupid.

you said you were done with him. he always made you feel bad for sleeping with other people. your arrangement started out as a way to let off steam but he liked the attention women gave him and he’d purposely piss you off and try to make you jealous.

he was a hypocrite because anytime you tried to get with someone for a night, he’d be right there to ruin any potential hookup and it confused you. you two weren’t exclusively dating and you wouldn’t consider him a friend.

“what happened to you being done with me?” kazutora smirks, watching you walk over to the kitchen counter to get another drink.

“i’m not here for you” you scoff, not bothering to look at him. which is good because you don’t see him clenching his jaw in irritation.

“yeah?” he tilts his head to the side, “someone else invite you?”

“yeah” you grin, “ran did”

he scoffs and walks out the kitchen. you laugh and grab a shot. it burns going down and you know you should slow down if you don’t want to regret it the next day.

“you love testing his patience” yuzuha grins. she’s been your best friend since primary school and while the two of you spent a lot of time together, you rarely met her brothers friends until high school.

it wasn’t until a few months ago that you met kazutora. he was in jail for a while but you never really questioned it and since he and baji were cool now, whatever happened back then wasn’t any of your business.

you weren’t really into ran. he was good looking and you two got along fine but he wasn’t the one you wanted to be with and it frustrated you.

“let’s dance” ran whispers, glancing over at kazutora who was watching you intensely, “you seem tense”

you could already feel the warmth of the alcohol thrumming through your veins. you take a shot of something else yuzuha offers you before following ran to the middle of the room.

there was a lot of people scattered around the house, some people you didn’t know but kazutora was surrounded by a bunch of girls you recognised from college.

you roll your eyes when you make eye contact and he grins but it immediately turns into a glare when he sees ran place his hands on your hips.

he downs his drink and throws his red solo cup in the nearby trash before making his way through the bodies of people. you would scoff if you weren’t shocked.

“move” he says and ran sighs, stepping back and lifting his hands in surrender. he wasn’t about to have a fight in the middle of his living room. the cops being called wasn’t uncommon and the night was still young.

“we were just—”

“i don’t give a fuck y/n” he snaps, “you out here being a slut?”

“what’s it to you?” you scoff, “i don’t have to fucking explain a damn—”

he grabs your jaw, not enough to hurt but enough to shut you up. it pisses you off how easily he wins.

“you’re my girl” he says, “i don’t care about your little attitude”

“your girl just like them?” you ask and he chuckles

“so you are jealous?” he laughs, smugness returning to his face

“i wasn’t the one throwing a little bitch fit over a dance” you raise a brow and he squeezs your jaw a little harder

“you want to take this upstairs or are you going to keep pretending you don’t want me?” he asks, leaning closer to you. he knows you’re not drunk and he wishes he was. it was easier than dealing with the foreign feelings in his chest whenever he thought about you.

he liked you more than he cared to admit and it was obvious to just about everyone that knew you both.

“i’m not going upstairs with you just for you to go home with someone else after” you push him off you, “i’m serious, i’m done with you”

“you’ll never be done with me baby” he says, “we both know that and who the fuck said i wanted anyone else?”

you don’t say anything. he’s never mentioned other people since the two of you started your relationship in the first place.

“just… can we leave?” you ask, sighing, “i don’t wanna be here right now”

“did you drive here?” he asks and you shake your head

“get your bag from yuzuha and we can go” he signals for his car keys from chifuyu

the car ride isn’t awkward per say. you’re still upset and that last shot of tequila is making your eyes feel heavy. you have no doubt that you’re going to have the worst hangover tomorrow morning.

“do you have to always be so stubborn?” he asks when he stops at a red light. you weren’t even sure whose place you were headed to.

“you make me this way” you shrug

“y/n” he clenches his jaw, squeezing your thigh with the hand that wasn’t on the steering wheel.

“you asked” you say softly. if there was one thing you enjoyed, it was riling him up. he didn’t get to mess with your feelings and confuse you the way he did. it wasn’t fair that you couldn’t stay away no matter how hard you tried.

“i’m fucking trying” he says after a moment, “i’m new to this shit and i don’t know what i’m supposed to do”

you glance over at him and can’t help but admire his side profile. he really was so handsome and the butterflies in your stomach was swirling so much that it made you feel nauseous. it also could’ve been the shots you took.

“i haven’t been in a serious relationship either” you sigh, “every relationship before you failed miserably and i don’t know if i can go through that again”

“so teach me” he says

“kazu—”

“i want to do better.. for you” he groans, “please, i want to be with you”

“we’re toxic” you laugh, trying to mask the way you’re smiling.

“yeah but i’d rather work on us than try and get with someone else” he rolls his eyes, “it’s easy to fuck around y/n, i don’t just want sex”

your head hurts as it hits the wall behind you. he’s not trying to hurt you on purpose but the kisses while trying to take your clothing off is proving to be difficult.

your dress isn’t even completely off when he slams you into the door and pulls your leg around his waist.

“wrap your arms around my neck baby” he whispers against your lips, “can’t wait”

you nod, kissing back with just as much force while he’s pulling his cock out. his pants isn’t all the way down but he doesn’t care. he needs to be inside you now.

“fuck” he grunts, your pussy clenching around his cock. your moans are his favourite sound and the little hiss as you grip his neck is his favourite.

it stings, the stretch still leaves you reeling. you both usually enjoy four play but sometimes you needed it to hurt. you wanted to feel it for days.

“i shouldn’t even let you cum” he scoffs, slapping your tits, pulling your dress down to pinch your nipples. you moan louder, eyes squeezing shut as he picks up his pace. the door keeps banging against the wall but you don’t want to stop.

“such a fucking whore” he groans, “so ready to give it up to ran huh?”

“no” you gasp, hands gripping his shoulders tightly. you hope it leaves marks.

“no?” he leans in to kiss you. it’s rough and sloppy and he keeps nipping at your lower lip. you can taste blood but it only makes you clench around him.

“want you” you cry out, “just you kazu, please”

“please what?” he grins, grinding his hips without moving. he loves teasing you and making you beg for him. he never thought he’d ever get this addicted to one person. it drives him crazy.

you drive him crazy.

his dick presses up against your cervix and it hurts so good. you feel so full and the slower he drags his cock inside you, the more you feel everything. he’s so big and wide and it has you throbbing between your legs.

“want to cum” you whimper, “need to”

he chuckles, grabbing your jaw to face him.

“open your eyes” he snaps, “i want you to look at who’s fucking you this good”

your eyes are glassy with unshed tears and he loves it. he only wants you crying for him like this.

“good girl” he kisses you softly. “just for me yeah?”

you nod your head, maintaining eye contact as you start to move your hips. it’s uncomfortable with the way you’re pressed against your bedroom door but he still moans.

“i’ll make you cum baby” he says, “so fucking hard”

“wanna fill you up until you’re dripping with my cum and then do it again” he thrusts up hard, “you want that?”

“yes” you moan, “want your cum”

you’d be embarrassed at the fact that you could barely speak but it felt so good that you didn’t really care. you just wanted all of him.

[carminecherry]

PLAYGROUND | kazutora hanemiya

this is part one of the series put a collar on your pet

⇝ PAIRING: timeskip!kazutora hanemiya x bff fem!reader

⇝ SERIES SYNOPSIS: kazutora has wanted a neck tattoo since middle school. after you get a tattoo apprenticeship in the city, he wants you to be the one to do his neckpiece. however, the neck is an awfully sensitive spot. especially for a first tattoo. some people handle pain better than others. some people even enjoy it...

⇝ PART ONE LENGTH: 2.5k words

⇝ PART ONE WARNINGS: slight nsfw (18+ minors do not interact):

all characters are 20+; AU! where kazutora never got a neck tattoo; cuddling, drinking, a little angst, teasing, chasing, tickling; kazutora is a playboy, you're his bff who he can always count on, you're the last person to admit his charms phase you, he comes to you after yet another break up, would you risk your friendship to confess to your womanizer bff? also, you find out that kazutora is ticklish.

⇝ AUTHOR'S NOTE: lots of spice in the next part, this is mostly for tension and build up, enjoy <3

DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS WORK IF YOU ARE A MINOR. BY CLICKING THE READMORE, YOU CONSENT TO VIEWING ADULT CONTENT.

“C’mon~” He whined. A pout, curving his lips. “I don’t know, Kazu… I just became an apprentice. Shouldn’t you go to someone, I don’t know, more professional?”

You take a swig from the tall can you bought at the convenience store, the tinny metal tainting the taste in a familiar way. Despite being 7% it was making your head swirl pleasantly already. 

He sighs, pulling you close to him on the wooden park bench, littered with small carvings and ink; some of which you and the gang have contributed over the years.

It sits in an area that's slightly secluded, a grove of shrubs and trees blocking it from view. It was the perfect spot for smoking or drinking in privacy. Once you and the gang stumbled upon it back in high school, you’ve kept coming back. 

You run your fingers over the weathered graffiti, ignoring the man nuzzling into you, finding a spot on the seat. A smile tugs at your lips. It's a little heart with a dagger through it. Basic, but it had been the design of your first flash tattoo.

You remember the night you practiced drawing it here on the bench and how Kazu, Baji, and Chifuyu and volunteered to let you sketch it on them in sharpie.

A feeling of nostalgia warms your chest. You also remember a younger, very intoxicated, Kazu swearing he'd only ever get a tattoo if you were the one to do it. This park, this spot, this bench, holds so many memories.

You take a deep breath in, letting the cool, night air fill your lungs. The sun set a long time ago, but the air still held a slight dampness from the humidity of the day. It’s one of those nights where you can feel fall creeping in.

“I don’t wanna go to just anyone, I want it to be done by you.” You can’t fight the blush that dusts your cheeks, much to your chagrin. He’s always been a huge flirt, that stupid pretty boy. You hate it when his methods have an effect on you. “Yeah, yeah, flattery that’s not gonna work on me Kazu. You just want a discount.” You lie, feeling your heart rate increase with his lingering proximity. He plasters on an innocent face, but the glint in his golden eyes gives him away, it always does. 

“Pretty, please. It won’t be right if it isn’t you.” He whines, throwing himself over you in a dramatic display. You huff. He knows what he’s doing, he always teases you like this. Making you put your guard up and shut him down. The helpless flirt, the devil. He rotates his head against your shoulder, making his earring jingle, bringing his chin to rest there comfortably. 

You can feel his breath on your cheek, smell his shampoo, his detergent, his cologne mixing together; light but strong- like the crisp, cold air of a shopping mall. You like the smell, though you’d never admit it. You’re wrapped in it, enjoying it for as long as you can before he notices. He’s quick to poke fun at everyone, especially you, a trait you have mixed feelings about.

You hear his soft breathing in your ear, that flustered feeling building. You break first, “I’ll… Talk to my boss. But-” He’s crushing you in a hug before you can finish. “Don’t go getting your hopes up.” You choke out. “Is your boss the hot one? Give her my number if she needs some persuading.” “Ew. No. That’s Amy, and ONE she has a girlfriend, TWO my boss is Rei, big, bald, lots of tattoos, sunglasses, yeah?” “He pouts again, "I’m not super into guys but give him my number nonetheless.” “You’re ridiculous.” You finally shake him off. 

You’ve had to make an effort to hold on to moments like this, where the shameless comes through. These sobering moments can help you when you feel the butterflies starting, a reminder of why it would never work between the two of you. He always did this, spoiled the moment. 

You’ve walked to that edge before, the boundary of your friendship. Peered into the inky blackness of the unknown below. What would meet you there if you ever garnered enough courage to leap? More times than you can count, the words would bubble up in your chest. What do you think of me, Kazu? Do you think we could ever be more than friends? I want you all to myself. All bitten back by the gripping fear of losing a dear friend, fear of getting your heart broken by the person you care about most.

He curls a hand around your waist, leaning into you. You melt into the heat seeping through his shirt. He usually gets like this, more touchy, after a breakup regardless of who dumped who. He has all of that pent up affection, that physical touch that needs an outlet. And it’s always you. Over and over again you are his rock. 

You hate that it’s like this, that he has such power over you. But that doesn’t change anything. You can’t bear the thought of him being with anyone else like this. There is an intimacy to your relationship beyond physical. One that he has never had in his love life, or so he’s told you. Your heart aches, confused. The conversations of the past whirling into a spiral of anxiety and hope.

It’s almost funny. The double standard you’ve slotted yourself into. If one of your girl friends came to you, talking about a guy situation like this, you would tell her to run for the hills with a promise to kick his ass. But you were putty in his hands. Damn it.

You’re brought back from your reverie with him jostling you, “Oi, are you even listening?” “Nah, I tuned out when you couldn’t remember her name.” He makes an indignant noise. “Why are you so hung up on her anyways?” The intrusive thought blurts out before you have time to stop it. “I don’t know, I just feel kind of gross about it…” You sit in silence together, not wanting to pry. 

“I guess I feel kinda used.” He admits with faux drama. “I’d say it’s karmic at this point, then.” You shoot back, earning you a shove. “Come on, I mean, how many girls have you hooked up with and dumped? I don’t see how this is any different.” “Those girls didn’t matter.” “Oh wow.” You say only half sarcastically. “Not like that, I mean, it was just for fun. We were on the same page… Most of the time…” You roll your eyes.

He slides down the bench, reclining, resting his head in your lap. Your fingers naturally comb through his soft, dyed hair. The longer, wispy bits tickling the skin of your thighs. He closes his eyes to the pleasant sensation of your nails on his scalp. “It was like… I guess I feel like a pawn… She was just hooking up with me to try and get Mikey’s attention.” His voice sounds distant. You hum, taking another sip of your drink, prying your eyes from his peaceful face. “Sounds very dramatic.” You offer, he laughs humorlessly. “Yeah, it’s shit.” 

It’d been a long time since you’d hung out with the guys. Work has been busy since you started as an apprentice at a tattoo studio in the city and the only reason you get to see Kazu is because the two of you live so close to each other. You wonder how the others are doing. Sounds like there's some tea brewing and you’re happy to not be involved.

“I don’t know, getting a tattoo after a messy break up, pretty cliche don’t ya think?” You tease. His eyes shoot open and he looks flustered, it’s rare that you can get a reaction out of him; a shiteating grin spreading across your face. “It’s something I’ve wanted for a long time.” He says, with an earnestness that you don’t often see from him. You lean over him in your lap, “Oh~ What’s a long time to you? Two months?” You continue teasing. “Since, like, middle school ass hat!” He says with a playful shove, your drink sloshing in your hand. 

“Ay- watch it!” You say shoving him back. “You’re gonna spill my-” He grabs your wrist that’s holding the can, you wrestle with him but he has that brutish strength, one forged over years of brawling in his younger years.  He guides your hand up with ease. “Hey, knock it off!” you say, struggling in his vice grip. He replies only with a devilish grin, opening his mouth in a seductive way, locking eyes with you. 

His head rolls back, exposing the column of his neck. He turns your wrist to waterfall the liquid in the can into his open mouth; the stream catching a small glimmer of light from a distant lamppost.

His adam's apple bobs in his throat as the can grows lighter in your hand. A bit of the drink escapes, you follow the slow drip from the corner of his mouth, down to his jaw. He closes his eyes as it slowly rolls down his neck, dripping into your lap. You feel your face heat as you take in the sight hungrily. He shakes your wrist to get the last few drops of the beverage. “Problem solved.”

“You ASS!” You sputter. He releases you with a laugh, wiping the spilled liquid with the back of his hand, before sizing you up in a predatory way. A sharp smile spreads across his face. “Sorry, do you want it back?" He sits up quickly, rearranging your positions, grabbing your face between his warm palms. 

He hovers over you on the bench acting like he’ll spit the drink back into your mouth as you fend off his attack, curling into the bench to put some space between the two of you. “Oh mY GOD SICKO LET GO OF ME!” You squeal, fighting off his grip with a laugh. 

He relents, chuckling as well. “You owe me a new one.” You say, punctuating the statement with a tinny tap on the can with your nails, the wood scraping against the back of your thighs as you scoot away from him. “Yes, yes, your wish is my command, princess.” The pet name makes your heart skip. Damn him. 

He stands from the bench, stretching his long toned arms above his head. “I didn’t mean right this second.” You pout, hiding your blush in the shadows. “So bossy.” He quips back. You wipe the spilled liquid from your leg and rub absently at a bug bite that meets the pad of your finger, the itchiness a welcome distraction. You slap at your chest as you feel the prick of a new bite. Then another on your thigh. 

“Fuck, I’m getting eaten alive out here!” You say with annoyance. It is still summer after all. He whips around, pinning you between his arms and the bench. “I’m the only bloodsucker that gets to eat you.” He says in a syrupy joking voice, bringing a nail to scratch at the rising red spot on your collar bone. “Fuck off.” You say kicking at him, he retreats with a laugh.

“Ugh, it’s so itchy now.” You whine, pressing on the warm patch of skin. You rise in a huff, walking out of the little grove. “Aww you poor thing. I can help you scratch any itch, just say the word~” He says , trotting to catch up to you. “Animal.” You spit at him, but your voice lacks venom and the smile tugging at the corner of your mouth takes any punch out of the statement. 

He skips ahead of you, blocking your path. You step to the left, he blocks. You step to the right he blocks. You stand to full height, not even reaching his chin, and cross your arms. He crouches slightly like he’s going to charge you. “God, you’re such a kid. Get out of my way.” You say in the sternest voice you can muster. 

“Password.” He says, a mischievous sparkle in his eye. “Let me through, ass wipe.” “Nope, two more tries.” “Kazutora is a drunk brat who can’t keep it in his pants.” “Wrong again, only one more chance.” “I’m seriously going to kick your-” “Wrong!”

Then he’s running at you. You break into a sprint, a playful squeal escaping your throat. “OH MY GOD YOU DICK WHAT HAPPENED TO CHIVALRY?!” You run through the grassy field next to the grove, the lush blades of grass lick the skin of your ankles with the slight moisture of dew that’s formed. The cool summer air rushing past you. The child-like thrill of being chased thundering through your veins. You hear him laughing as he sprints behind you. 

You know he’s faster than you, he’s letting you outrun him. He loves this, the chase. You duck under some branches, the playground appearing in the distance. You run towards it, sprinting up the slide with a symphony of squeaks, rubber soles on plastic. He runs after you as you jump down the back. You feel the crunch of mulch under your shoes. 

The alcohol in your system gives you a pleasant buzz on your skin. You weave between the swings, chains jingling, and make a break for the jungle gym. You make a frantic leap up the stairs, cold metal meeting the palm of your hand. Before you can get in, you feel his arm snake around your waist, prying you from the structure. A high pitched laugh escapes as he swings you around. “Gotcha!”

Your legs flail helplessly, far from the ground. “Let go of me you ass!” You laugh. “I WIN!” He howls. “It wasn’t a game, loser.” “Everything is a game.” He says breathing heavily into the back of your head.  You wriggle in his grip but it’s pointless, he’s too strong. “Put me doooooown~” You whine. “What do I win?” He says in your ear. “You win an absolute ass whooping!” “That doesn’t sound like fun.” You feel his lip pout against the shell of your ear. 

He adjusts his grip, flipping you over his shoulder easily. “Down! Put me down! Down boy!” You say slapping his back. “You’re the one going on about chivalry, I’ll take you home.” He says with faux indignation, turning on a heel.

You resign yourself and flop down to dead weight. Letting your arms swing like a corpse. They brush against the fabric of his shirt; it’s smooth and thin. With each sway you can feel the tone of his back muscles, flexed carrying your weight. You let your fingers trail more, tracing a pattern in his back.

“Don’t get me worked up, sweetheart.” He jokes, but there’s an edge to his voice. “Oh~” You hum. “Ticklish, Kazu?” You bring your fingers to his side, fluttering them lightly before digging in. He buckles under your attack with a yelp as you tickle and prod the sensitive skin of his sides. He releases you unceremoniously, you stumble to get proper footing. You spin, ready to bully him with this discovery. Before the taunt can leave your mouth your eyes lock with his. 

What looks back at you is a face you’ve never seen him make. Is that fucker blushing? “Totally unfair!” He whines, straightening and rubbing his sides. “All is fair in… War?” “That’s not the quote, dumbass.” He fires back. “C’mon.” He wraps an arm around your shoulder and guides you back to the sidewalk. “I can walk by myself, y’know.” You say under your breath. 

“It’s my chivalrous duty to protect young maidens from the scary creatures that lurk in the night. Even ones who can’t keep their hands to themselves.” “You’ve just described yourself.” “Just enjoy your scary dog privileges. You don’t know how many other fair maidens wish they were on my arm tonight. Don’t you feel special?” There it is, mood kill. You bite back a sarcastic comment. The two of you make the rest of the walk in silence, feelings swirling in your chest.

[quitealotofsodapop]

thinking about the posts about Guanyin being able to summon the spirit's of Wukong's mother for him/the stone monkeys being ghosts on ffm and I went looking and couldn't find anything already talking about this, so...

wouldn't it be awesome if something similar could be done with the Slow boiled! Pilgrims?

like, the noodle gang find a way to project their og incarnations so that Wukong can introduce the family who helped him so much to his newborn Yuebei, the infant they fought to protect as an egg. I feel like Wukong always wishes that Yuebei could have met the pilgrims, I'm sure he'd get emotional at seeing them again and getting to introducing them.

imagine at first it was just a nice thing for Wukong, but as everyone's hugging and wiping tears any emotional talk gets cut off by a baby starting to cry in another room.Wukong rushes out to find the source of the crying, and the pilgrims put the pieces together pretty quickly.

*Wukong coming back into the room with a softly cooing bundle of blankets in his arms* Ao Lie: *happy gasp* AAAAA! YOU HAD YOUR BABY!! Tripataka, like a proud dad watching their kid go through a milestone: oh my! congratulations Wukong. Sha Wujing: *sobbing at how cute baby is* Zhu Bajie: *trying to seem stoic, is also crying over the cuteness*

Wukong's crying all over again at the opportunity to show off his baby to his old friends.

I actually do have a post like this! Here!

The Noodle Gang would surprise Wukong with a visit from his old squad by using meditation skills they learned from Guanyin herself (or if not her previous disciple Red Son). Very little build up and Boom! The spirits of the OG Pilgrims are in the room. Wukong would sob with joy at seeing them again.

I love your dialogue too! The Pilgrims would be so delighted to finally meet the baby they protected for so long. Especially Ao Lie - who'd immediately start crying at the tiny black fluffball in his bro's arms.

Yuebei is *pretty confused* while all these people are here, but perks up when she recognises their voices from her time as an Egg. First person she reaches out to is the (trying to be stoic) Zhu Bajie- remembering his brash tone the most other than her own parent. This makes the big pig man start weeping like a baby.

The baby is also trying her best to grab the spirits, fascinated by their glowing, translucent forms. She makes a frustrated chirp when her tiny hand passes through Tripitaka's robes. This gets a round of laughter from the Pilgrims, as the monk uses his divine power to finally place a kiss on the baby's forehead.

A certain elephant in the room is brought up;

Sha Wujing: "Brother - did she really try eating the Samadhi Fire all the way back then?" Wukong: "Yep! Felt like she was trying to burst out of me." Zhu Bajie: "Ouch. No wonder you slipped." Ao Lie, cooing at Yuebei: "Aww! Was she craving something spicy?" Wukong: "Sort of. See, the egg naturally craved a large amount of Dao so it could develop further - and she mistook the Samadhi Fire as a type of energy she could absorb." Tripitaka: "It's lucky that she didn't. Lest you would have had another Red Child on our hands." Wukong: "Ha! Yeah... 'course she ended up eating the Bone Demon instead." The Pilgrims, a mix of shock and amazement: "What?!" "Goodness!" Ao Lie, still cooing at the baby: "Oh ho ho! After something as spicy as the Samadhi Fire, you wanted to pay safe huh? Bet that mean Bone Demon tasted like a big bland popsicle!" Yuebei: (*burp!*) Zhu Bajie, laughing uncontrollably: "Thats your answer!" The Whole Room: (*joyful laughter!*)

The Noodle Gang have to train themselves to summon the Pilgrims, and even so have to train to keep them around for more than a complete minutes at a time. Its like having a Magic meter. But they try their best to make sure Wukong has as much time with his Pilgrim brothers as possible!

[cheesus-doodles]

Hi cheese it me, ya boi. Time leaper anon. You know those mountain bike videos on Yputube? I was watching it and thinking, what if toman and the others finds out that their darling is part of a mountain bike group that likes to explore nature (aka a 'gang' in their eyes) when they saw a picture of her wearing the groups colors andnposing with them in their bikes?

been a while, have this little blurp

Masterlist

I'm sure that you disappearing every weekend morning already has the Toman boys very suspicious and jumpy, especially when you insist on them not following along. Even if you tell them that it's nothing to get jumpy about, that you were just attending activities of a club that you joined, the Toman boys definitely aren't keen to let go of the issue so easily - after all, if they let you get away this once, what would stop you from thinking that you could do it again and again? Walk all over them and their good intentions of keeping you safe and away from anyone who might want to do you harm (according to them at least)?

Worse still, you seemed very reluctant to tell your friends what exactly the club was or what you were getting up to, which only raised their suspicions even more. What was it you were doing that you think was necessary to keep it hidden from them of all people? The people you trusted the most (allegedly) in the world?

And then their world falls apart when Mikey comes across a picture of you with what looked like another gang while he is rummaging through your cupboards again. All dressed in black with silver shoulder spikes and posing with bikes (albeit mountain bicycles and not motorbikes, but that mattered little to the Toman President); immediately shares it with everyone else, and now their focus zooms in on your weekend morning disappearances. No doubt that he and Kazutora want to confront you directly about the picture and you betraying them for some nobodies, but Draken at least managed to persuade them (by stalking you of course) to find out what was going on before jumping the gun.

Yet you already seemed to know about their planned shenanigans, as they found you waiting for them outside the corner shop, leaned against what looked like a bike instead of continuing to wherever you were originally headed. This surprised a very sleep-deprived and red-eyed Kazutora and his much calmer companion, Mitsuya. Even though it was only the two of them that strolled up the street, making little effort to hide the fact that they were following you, you were certain that there were at least another two not too far away. The two being Mikey and Baji, with Draken's and Pah's presence more of a toss up to you.

No doubt that seeing you with their own two eyes in what looked like a gang uniform was enough to have the last two baby boys spring out of where they were hiding. Instant accusations of you being a traitor, mixed in with demands for explanations right now get thrown around, with even Mitsuya couldn't help but raise a disapproving eyebrow at your outfit - thick, black matte leather decorated with patches and a logo of sorts that none of them recognise, but they have no doubt is a rival gang. Doesn't get better when you patiently explain that you were just part of a mountain biking club, and that you were going biking with club members in the mornings (you make it a point not to mention other friends in front of them).

Baby boys that feel enraged that you would even dare consider joining someone else - if you liked nature, of course they could learn mountain biking to go with you. Draken, who appeared from nowhere, was more concerned about your safety, citing the risk of falling and breaking bones or even dying, with Mitsuya seconding him. You simply had to quit this instance.

But then you turn and walk into the corner store that you frequent, and the boys are surprised to find that you get an additional discount because of the jacket. Starts to sway the opinion of some of them when you tell them that your club has privileges at most of their favourite eateries and stores due to a partnership, but safety remains a primary concern, and Kazutora and Mikey remain stubbornly against the whole thing, insisting that you leave. That they didn't like anyone, and no, they do not want to meet or befriend your club members. Nothing you tried, from handmade sweets to promises of cuddles, seemed to work to persuade the last two stubborn Toman founders, and no doubt that the Toman gang would be more than happy to have an easy fight with non-delinquents.

Quitting would mean no more thrills and no more nature exploration, and also no more private time away from your very clingy friends, giving in to the Toman founders who would be sure to keep an even stricter eye on you. But not quitting would only get you forcibly grounded - these delinquents have no qualms in trashing your bike themselves, tying you up and keeping you at home. Plus your club members mysteriously disappearing from school and reappearing in hospital or not at all (having been threatened into moving away or staying away from you for good). Either way, Draken would be sure to swap out your thick tyres for something more normal to make sure you can't sneak out to go mountain biking yourself. Doesn't matter the slightest that you would be angry or upset at them, they just needed you present in their lives. The boys are sure that you'll come around to their view point soon, or they'll be able to convince you that they are right.

So pick your poison I suppose. Your 'safety' was the utmost importance to them. If you liked nature so much, the Toman boys would be more than happy to go on rides with you up the winding roads of the mountains on their bikes, or even go cycling or hiking with you on proper roads and trails, not trying to jump some dirt tracks and rocks. But only with them. No one else.

[strawberry-milkbunny]

I have no one to talk to about Tokyo Rev so here r my random hot takes that I need to say:

- Emma and Hina r boring and used as romance plot devices it’s okay to admit that Wakui can’t write women idk I don’t expect shounen/men to be able to write girls well (still cried when Emma died tho bc she didn’t deserve it!!!)

- lol I LOVE Yuzuha and Senju tho

- I actually do like Emma and Draken together but I also firmly believe Draken is in love w/Mikey and was just projecting onto Emma LMAO

- Yuzuha is a lesbian

- Controversial: I don’t think Shinchiro was THAT great of an older brother. Like he was cool but he still introduced Mikey and Izana into the world of gang life/normalizing violence and yeah OG Black Dragons isn’t like that but….what do u expect when u form a gang??? .obviously there’s a high chance that it’s gonna develop into LEGIT gang activity

- As an adult and someone who was basically raised by an older sibling w/a big age gap (my sis is 7 years older) I kinda don’t blame Takeomi for being a bad older brother??? Realistically he’s a 17 yr old in charge of raising 2 toddlers like NO SHIT he did a bad job. At least Shin had his grandfather to help out but Takeomi actually had no one. Doesn’t explain y he’s a brokey LOL buttttt again I don’t FULLY blame him for being a bad sibling still hurt my boi Sanzu 😤😤

- I HC that Mikey is used to having a caretaker (Draken and later Sanzu) bc when Shin died he was so depressed and genuinely couldn’t get out of bed

- Takemitchy is also lowkey boring/typical shounen protagonist and canonically stinky like Hina could do sm better. This is personal preference so I find myself wanting more chaotic/dumb protagonists who are slightly morally ambiguous like Denji, Gintoki, hell even Naruto at times. Takemitchy didn’t get character development until BD arc and that’s just a bit too long for me….

- Koko and Inui r gay and dating 💅🏻💅🏻💅🏻

- the Haitani brothers r the kardashians of the TR universe they’re so embarrassing Deadass show up and pose/do absolutely nothing I LOVE THEM SHKSKSKSK

- I love how it’s universally agreed that Mitsuya and Chifuyu r the best bois

- I have mixed feelings about Izana. I genuinely do like him and DESPISE how he’s whitewashed by fanart

- I get it u genuinely just wanted to not be alone and found out ur adopted in the worst way possible but…..idk how that justifies killing ur own sister but u do u ig 🤷‍♀️ and u have KAKUCHO AS UR FAMILY WTH

- don’t listen to me tho I’m a Mikey and Sanzu stan LMAOO 🤭🤭🤭

- Izana is the definition of mommy issues and 100% had crunchy hair lik mans was homeless

- if I saw Izana IRL I would RUN 🏃‍♀️idk he looks a lil crazy

- also this man does not know Tagalog he didn’t even know he was Filipino until he was lik 12

- idk the Tenjiku arc is so funny to me bc Izana is deadass: imma kill everyone in Mikey’s life for revenge and Mikey is lik: bruh I didn’t even kno u existed until last week and now ur killing our sister UNPROVOKED ???

- Bonten!Mikey is a virgin/no libido mans is DEPRESSED

- wished the Bonten arc was longer simply for the outfits bc Wakui KNOWS FASHION but that shit was DEPRESSION

- 3 Deities Arc was amazing and also funny/serious at the same time. It literally was an all out brawl in an AMUSEMENT PARK

- fr tho wtf was Benkei, Wakasa and Takeomi doing there??? Like they’re canonically 27 GO GET A JOB STOP FIGHTING 15 YEAR OLDS SHKSKSKS

- U cannot tell me that Sanzu WASNT sad when Baji and Mucho died.

- Baji was straight up his childhood friend and the only one other than Senju who knows about the plane incident/Mikey’s possessive side. And In the OG!timeline I’m pretty sure Baji was the only friend Sanzu DIDNT attack. While with Mucho he was pretty much his older brother, Sanzu just decided Mikey was better

- Tbh if the dark impulses/Shin thing wasn’t real I would’ve firmly believed Mikey had DID or something. Which again made only worse by the fact that violence and death is such a regular thing in his life (GET THIS MAN THERAPY LIK WTF IS SHIN AND GRANDPA SANO DOING???)

- Kazutora going a lil crazy is lowkey expected and I hate how we only find out about his home life in the character books. This kid grew up in a physically and mentally abusive household (gaslight to pick between parents and as s/o who has experienced that shit it’s fucked up) and I rlly don’t think prison helped out his mental stability either no shit he tried to kill Mikey

- I don’t ship Mikey and Takemichy (despite the IMMENSE gay ness btwn them) firmly bc I think everyone can see how much power Takemitchy has over Mikey idk it has a weird power dynamic like if Takemitchy tried he could 100% control Mikey (platonically or romantically)

- Baji, Chifuyu and Kazutora r a throuple

- I HATE how Sanzu is reduced to this crazy drug addict. Sanzu is canonically smart, manipulative, and formally trained fighter. He also REMEMBERS the OG timeline, he had to experience Shin dying twice and everyone else die no shit he’s a little bonkers/needs drugs to take everything away. Plus his relationship to Mikey which tbh is a whole separate post

- controversial !!!: I ship Mikey and Sanzu or Mikey and Draken. Sanzu only bc this man has a big ass crush and deserves some niceness for once

- ppl write Kakucho as this shy, nice guy like ur not wrong but mans is also running UNPROVOKED into Yakuza offices like it’s the gym while dragging Rindou wit him 😭😭😭

- the haitanis r the best sibling duo

- It lowkey makes me mad in fanfics where Ran is depicted as cheating w/Rin’s gf like??? This man raised his younger brother himself u cannot tell me he doesn’t love his brother and would actually do that to him

- Ran would 1000% do anything for Rin and i firmly believe he kinda regrets not saying anything in court to prevent Rindou frm joining him in jail. Like saying he forced Rindou to kill someone w/him, abusing his brother at home, etc especially in the Bonten! tl he def thinks about wtf he dragged his brother into

- I also don’t think they’ve slept w/ the same person before. Idk I feel like they have diff types like Ran goes for more motherly/mature types while Rindou goes for sweeter/shy types

- Draken has road rage

- Yuzuha should’ve been taller like AT LEAST 5’7 bitch is related to Hakkai and Taiju for gods sake

- OG BD 100% thought Wakasa was a girl for at least a month. He’s canonically 5’3 and pretty.

- Characters who r 100% bisexual: WAKASA, Senju,maybe Hina, Draken (def in denial), Rindou, Ran (he’s a whore as long as ur pretty he’s down), Sanzu, Koko, Kazutora, Chifuyu

- Mitsuya had a crush on Draken

[googleitlol]

This is leading up to some of my favourite stuff, we're getting closer to when dove and wukong can stop antagonizing each other so much but first they gotta go through a little more, uh… 'growing pains'.

Anyway have fun with this bit!

Dove Masterlist:

A Friend

“What did you do?” You frown at the three disciples looking to one another as though they didn’t have the answer themselves. “We’ve barely been here half a day!”

Bajie scratches the back of his head sheepishly while a worried smile stretches over his features. “Heh, I may have overheard our two hosts discussing how Master rejected their ginseng fruit. I was only curious, and Monkey was the one who took them.”

“You what?!” You look back at the trio in shock. You’ve heard of ginseng, a powerful fruit that can extend your life hundreds of years by smelling its aroma alone. Eating it can enable a person to live until their forty-seven thousandth year! The fruit itself can often appear to have limbs, it's what Tripitaka must have mistaken for a baby. You’ve heard how it takes nearly ten thousand years for a ginseng tree to bear its fruit, and these fools stole them?!

Wukong slaps Bajie on the arm. “Why would you tell her?!”

“We’re all at fault,” Sandy steps in, “we all ate the fruit.”

“Yeah, but Monkey had an extra one.” Pigsy tattles, his brother in question giving him a look of offence. Wukong raises his hands in defence, stepping closer to the pig. “I told you, the first one dropped!”

“And it doesn’t excuse the fact that we all ate one.” Wujing rests a hand on each of their shoulders, a subtle attempt to diffuse the situation.

“Stop it, all of you!” You shout over their bickering. Once they finally manage to quiet down, you continue. “What’s done is done, now you have to fix it before Tripitaka pays for it.”

The trio responds with groans and rebuttals, but eventually you manage to drag them back to the main hall where their master waits, accompanied by your two hosts. You can hear the two shouting at the monk before they even enter your line of sight, Monkey King bristling with bubbling annoyance as you all draw closer.  Their faces are pulled down by frowns, their anger present in the twitch of one’s brow.

The Tang Monk himself appears tired, an understandable feeling given the situation. “These two have informed me that some of their ginseng have gone missing.”

“It isn’t missing!” One shouts, pointing an accusatory finger at Tripitaka. “It was stolen, we know it! I’ve never seen a monk with such a lack of control over his disciples.”

“Master Zhenyuan tried to tell us how rowdy and disruptive your demonic disciples really are. I should have taken those warnings more seriously.” The other chimes in with a huff.

The bout of passion makes Monkey laugh. “Am I to believe you assume we did it?” The question makes you frown inwardly, the growing irritation staying buried for the sake of appearances. Is he really about to try and play this off like they’re innocent?

“Master Zhenyuan took with him everyone but us to his conference. You are the only ones present to steal it, so it must be you!” The second disciple replies, his frown deepening despite Wukong’s laughter.

The Monkey King shakes his head with a chuckle. “And why would we do that? How would we even know of this ‘ginseng’? You never told us of its existence.”

The first disciple huffs. “We offered it to your master, but he declined it.” “Ah, so you gave it to us.” “No, we ate it.”

“So you ate the ginseng, problem solved!”

“We didn’t eat the stolen fruit, we had what your master was offered!”

“Then the fruit wasn’t stolen?”

“No– I mean, yes! It was stolen! You’re mixing my words.” “I would never think to trick you in such a way.” Wukong grins, and you do your best not to roll your eyes.

Finally, the first disciple sighs. “Fine, then. We will go and count the fruit again. If there are less than twenty-eight, we will know that you stole it.” With a nod to his brother daoist, they exit towards the gardens. Back to the tree to recount the same number of fruits. What on earth does this ape think he’s doing?

A small gust of wind blows past, and you turn to see the source: another Wukong with his arms crossed, his smile so smug, you might think he managed to somehow bring the ginseng back on his own. There is, of course, one way you can think to restore the fruit, though it’s a last resort you don’t want to use unless absolutely necessary. But those thoughts hardly matter when you and the monks are faced with a second Sun Wukong.

The group looks in befuddlement back at the newcomer Monkey King as he lets out a breath. “To think they would shout at you like that, Master. You really should be grateful that I’m here for you.”

“What?” Tripitaka frowns, looking between the two monkeys while your own face pales. Realisation hits as the monk questions his disciple. “What is going on? Why are there two of you?”

“I thought to let a clone take care of our disrespectful hosts while I took care of a few things.” He shrugs half-hazardly, the copy returning to its original state as he did, a small tuft of hair.

“You just convinced them to go back and recount the fruit.” The monkey stiffens as you speak, which only serves to make the growing knot in your stomach tighten. “Sun Wukong… where were you just now?” He makes eye contact with you, and for the first time on this journey you see the impossible sight of slight regret in his golden irises. Whatever he has done, it’s best to assume that now is the time to leave. You quickly turn back to Pigsy. “Go grab our luggage, I’ll help you. Wujing, retrieve Ao Lie and bring him to the front gates. Tripitaka, wait at the gates with Wukong and get ready to ride.”

Tripitaka calls out for you as you turn to leave with Bajie. “Wait, you want us to run? Do you not think that is a bit of an over-reaction–” As he finishes his inquiry, one of the two disciples lets out a scream so loud their voice is able to carry throughout the entire temple.

“I think this is a perfectly reasonable response.” You answer, catching Wukong’s gaze for a moment and glaring before running off with Pigsy to retrieve everyone’s luggage. With how little you all carry, it took little time to gather everyone’s things and meet the others outside.

Sandy already has Tripitaka on the horse, the group exiting the gates and racing down the mountain once you and Bajie arrive. Wujing takes what you’re carrying and you transform to keep up with the other demons and horse’s fast pace. Tripitaka looks back on occasion, watching carefully for any signs that your group was being pursued.

Even without any signs of chase, you and the pilgrims continue in your pace well-into the night. Only when you distance yourself from the mountain does the group of pilgrims slow to a stop. Ao Lie diverts from the path that leads away from the mountain, guiding the pilgrims to take cover along the edges of a forest. With the cover of the surrounding foliage and night, you transform back as everyone takes a moment to breathe. Of course, just when you get a break from the demons and dilemma-inducing rivers, something has to come along to keep everyone on their toes. To make matters worse, you ran from Zhenyuan’s temple! Perhaps he might’ve forgiven the disciples for eating his ginseng, but the look on Monkey’s face before you left was enough to dissuade that notion from your mind. You just hope his disciples that had been hosting you would be alright.

Despite the worries racing through your mind, they’re put to a halt when you hear Wukong’s laughter. “That was a close one, wasn’t it?”

Pigsy, while crouching with his hands on his knees to regain his breath, looks to the disciple in confusion. “Brother, what happened?” At the question, the demon lets out a nervous chuckle.

“I may have gotten a little angry. I mean, you saw how they were shouting at Master!” He scratches his head nervously.

Tripitaka dismounts from the horse, stepping closer to his disciple. “Pilgrim, what did you do?”

The monkey demon looks between his master and his brothers, then to you before turning back to Tripitaka. His weight shifts from one leg to the other. “I, uh, may have gone back to the ginseng tree. Andknockeditover.” He adds on the last part quickly, averting his gaze to the ground.

His swiftly-spoken words are caught easily, the Tang Monk’s eyes widening considerably while you digest the information. “You what?!” 

“At least we’re out of there, didn’t you hear what those idiots were saying to you?” He defends himself, though it barely registers to you. How could he have been so stupid? Can he never learn from his mistakes?! “I couldn’t just stand there and listen to how they were treating us. Nobody disrespects Old Monkey and gets away with–”

The demon is cut off as the palm of your hand meets his face.

The echo of the slap is met with silence and wide eyes, shock engraved in the faces of your companions that you don’t digest. All you can hone in on is the source of your anger, emotion you feel boiling to the surface. You clench your fist in an effort to contain it. “Do you ever think about anyone besides yourself?! All you had to do was apologise! Is your ego too inflated for even that?”

“How dare you–” He steps into your space, eyes narrowing but you stop him again.

“That fruit didn’t belong to those disciples, it belongs to their master! What might happen to them if he returns with nobody else to blame for your actions?” You push your finger into his chest, though it doesn’t push him back much. “One might think spending five hundred years under a mountain would change a person, but you’re still as selfish and narcissistic as you ever were!”

You can feel your hand shaking with anger, and quickly turn away with a scoff. “I shouldn’t even be wasting my breath on you.” Before he can have the chance to argue, you transform and fly off, rushing into the cool night air to give yourself a moment to breathe. You’re getting too worked up, and shouting won’t change anything. Sometimes it was just difficult to remember that with him around.

You don’t go too far, finding a nearby stream pretty quickly to rest beside. You turn back and begin to pace, finding that moving often helps calm you down. It's a struggle, your anger still bubbling beneath your skin. Words can only do so much to describe how you feel. After spending all this time with him, you’d think the Monkey King might have eventually become easier to be around. Maybe you’d be able to get along with him better after all this time, but no. You’ve had moments of sympathy, moments of understanding, but every time a step is made towards the two of you coexisting peacefully, he makes you take three steps back.

After some time, you kneel by the stream, dipping your hand into the cool water and letting it weave around your fingers. Stealing the fruit was one thing, but knocking down the tree? The ginseng itself takes thousands of years to grow, it’s why you never had the option to eat it yourself during your stay in the heavens. How long did it take for that tree to grow old enough to bear such fruit? Only for it to be knocked down by an impulsive ape.

Your thoughts are put on hold by footsteps and steady trots slowly approaching, and you turn to see Tripitaka steadily making his way to you with Ao Lie. You quickly rise to your feet to meet them, their appearance reminding you of how you very publicly slapped someone in front of your group. Yes… that may have also been a bit impulsive yourself.

“Are you alright?” Tripitaka gives you a perturbed look, and you can only imagine Ao Lie would share it if not for his current form.

You quickly nod. “Yes. I apologise for causing a scene, Tang Monk. I should not have snapped the way I did, especially in front of all of you.” As you speak, he steps closer, meeting you at the water’s edge.

“For how often the two of you bicker, I was surprised it took this long for something like this to happen.” You almost see a trace of an amused smile, though it is quickly exchanged with worry. “Though, it was surprising that out of everything I’ve witnessed from my disciple, this is what has upset you the most.”

Moving past you, the monk takes a seat by the stream, gesturing for you to join him. “They all ate the fruit, you know.” He hums, his eyes watching the water.

You look down as you take your seat next to him, your hands fidgeting in discomfort as you try to distil your lingering anger. “He’s the one who stole it. He brought down their tree.”

You feel Tripitaka’s glance but are unable to meet his eyes. “Your anger, if you don’t mind my saying so, feels more personal than that.” At that, you look back at him in surprise. “Perhaps talking about it could help alleviate some of that feeling?”

You can’t help but feel a little taken aback by the offer. “I couldn’t ask that of you, but I appreciate the offer.” You give an awkward laugh, shaking your head.

“Nonsense.” He rests a hand on your shoulder. “How many times is it now that you’ve given me peace of mind? The very least I could do is lend an ear to a friend that needs it.”

Friend? The title takes you by surprise. You look at the man for a minute, who simply offers a smile. After a few moments, you return the look with a soft smile of your own. It’s been months since you’ve started this journey with Tripitaka, you suppose there isn’t much harm in sharing your thoughts with him like this.

With a sigh, you look back to the steam. “He’s never thought about anyone other than himself, it’s infuriating. Even before we began this journey, the ‘great Monkey King’ has never shown any regard for others.” You start, closing your fists as you speak.

“I remember you mentioning you’ve met before. Is it right for me to assume his actions when you first met were just as callous?” Tripitaka inquires, his assumption almost making you smile with its accuracy.

“Even before we met.” You shake your head, a frown quickly finding its way onto your face. You begin to recall the Peach Festival, how your master had planned to give you a peach of immortality for the journey, and how Sun Wukong took all the stone fruit for himself.

Tripitaka nods along as you explain the reason behind your time in the heavens. “So Sun Wukong took your chance to become immortal?”

“It was more than that.” You continue as your reflection frowns up at you. “A few months after I moved to the palace, I was retrieved by Moksa to visit a village close to our master’s home.” You look back to the man as you elaborate. “After being rescued from my own village, I spent my years growing there. When I was young and had just learned my transformation, the other children would go into the woods with me. They made a game out of trying to find me in the trees.” A soft melancholy smile begins to form on your face, the memories faint but still present.

It only lasts for a few moments. “Lin… He was a good friend of mine. Before the Peach Festival, I promised to tell him what it was like there. He had just become a man before my departure and when I came back… he was elderly. Surrounded by a family I couldn’t recognise. He died as I fulfilled my promise to tell him what I had seen before I was taken back.” You feel your eyes begin to water but continue nonetheless. “Five days later, Moksa brought me down once more to say goodbye to his wife, a woman I thought of as a sister. A week after that, our friend, Guiying. By the end of that month, I had lost nearly everyone I knew.” Your voice starts to crack so you pause to clear your throat and turn your gaze back to the stream, though you can feel Tripitaka's eyes on you.

“Whether or not I could have had that peach, I knew I would have to say goodbye eventually. But without it, I missed their entire lives. Their weddings, their first child, I couldn’t comfort them when they lost their parents. They all lived their lives… and I never got the chance to be there for it.” You notice a tear in your reflection before your expression hardens. “All because of that selfish demon.”

For a few seconds, it’s silent, but it doesn’t take long for Tripitaka to speak. “I’m sorry, I can hardly imagine how hard it must have been. I can barely hold myself together when a demon jumps onto our path.” He laughs a bit when reflecting on his own struggles, and it makes you crack a smile. “Does Wukong know what he’s done to you?” The question makes you scoff. “He wouldn’t be able to hear past the noise of his own ego even if I tried to explain. All he ever does is belittle others or talk about himself. Even how he defended himself for uprooting the ginseng tree, it wasn’t because they were disrespecting you, it was because they were yelling at his master. If it were Pigsy or Sandy, he would have laughed!”

Your reply makes him hum, the man stroking his chin in thought as you continue. “His main source of entertainment is watching people suffer. I won’t give him the satisfaction of knowing how he ruined my past life.” He doesn’t have a response for that, instead letting the two of you sit as the sound of the stream running past fills the silence.

“…How mad was he that I slapped him?”

Tripitaka gives an amused huff to the question. “Pigsy and Sandy had to hold him back. He stopped fighting them when I stepped in.” You look back from where the monk came from, the horse still watching over the two of you. You partly wonder what the other disciples are doing now. “I think he was less angry about you hitting him, it was more so that he wanted to have the final word.”

That sounds like Sun Wukong. “I won’t apologise for it.”

“Even if I wanted you to, I’m not your master. But Bajie and Wujing should be held accountable as well. I’ll have to think of something for them once we get far enough away from here.” Tripitaka gives a weary sigh, clearly exhausted by his disciple’s antics.

Taking in one last deep breath, you stand up and offer the man a hand. “Thank you, Tripitaka. You were right, it feels nice to have someone to share this with.”

Tripitaka smiles before taking your hand and hoisting himself up. “I am always here to listen. Like I said,  you are my friend.”

“Yes, a friend.” The word makes you smile, your anger feels lighter now, making room for something sweeter. It’s been some time since you’ve had a friend.

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Hear me out on a tr au where they're in a band but perform illegally and have to run away constantly from the police while performing and the other gangs are band opposition in shows

Lmao they would be such a chaotic band though like we'd just get

Mikey taking taiyaki breaks all the time while practising which constantly gets him scolded by Draken.

Takemichi being just terrible at first but slowly managing to get better.

Emma and Hina being the bands no1 fans.

Pah and Peh constantly heckling the other bands

Mitsuya being the one to help Draken hold the band together (they're probably pretty much co manager's even though Mikey has the official title)

Hakkai being constantly pressured to join his brother's band.

Speaking of the black dragons band, Koko's signature move is doing his bleh at the end (he says the crowd loves it).

Mucho going undercover a lot to spy on other bands and seeing if any toman members are fratenising with them.

Sanzu who is just there. (Everyone thinks he's so quiet until he joins the kmg band)

Smiley who threatens to kill the other bands (and sometimes the fans but luckily they think he's joking). Mixed with Angry who's always trying to stop him.

Baji who brings the house down with every performance (sometimes quite literally, Baji please stop smashing the instruments).

Chifuyu who keeps suggesting the absolute worst song names

Kisaki being an absolute genius at predicting what songs will do well and manipulating the fan bases.

Hanma's just there to have fun and cause chaos (Hanma stop causing power outages in the middle of acts).

And Izana with his tenjiku band who's going to bring Mikey down with the power of music 🎶

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Tokyo Revengers but Mikey has the same coping mechanism as Sunny (Omori)

It's an incomplete post so anyone can add things if they want!

'Manjiro' will be used to talk about irl!Mikey while 'Mikey' will refer to Headspace!Mikey

Sanzu is called Haruchiyo and takes on Basil's role (aKa he's important but Mikey doesn't want to either make him tag along/a member of the party or to confine him on the picnic blanket)

'Sanzu' would be The Stranger

Takemichi also has The Stranger role (in timelines where he truly left an impression on Mikey - so probably not in the first two unfortunately)

Shinichiro and Emma both play Mari's role

-> Shinichiro & Takemichi being the only one to call Mikey Manjiro

Senju and Izana share a common role (in Bonten)

The party is made of Toman founding members

Baji, Kazutora, Pah-chin have a dynamic similar to Aubrey and Kel

Draken takes on Hero's role, Mitsuya too, a bit

Draken is the one who takes pictures!!! (like in canon :) )

-> "Did I take this photo? Something about it feels so familiar... No... Emma, she's-"

(Draken has little flags to make Mikey (or other party members) happy during fights)

(Mitsuya is the one who can cook)

Unbread Twins = Kawata Twins (with their ramen shop ofc, no bakery here)

other members are a bit scattered everywhere, mostly the playground ofc (which is a mix of: Toman's gathering place, the playground Baji&Mikey used to play in as children with a huge jungle gym), and the garden and dojo in the Sano house)

There's also the beach which can be reached mostly by Toman members

There's a train but they move around in motorbikes (and Mucho's car)

Motor shop to fix the bikes! Shinichiro can be found there with other BD members :)! (for some reasons, Mikey doesn't like it when Baji and Kazutora are there, so they have to find alternatives to fix their bikes (most of the time they ask another party member to take their bike))

Somehow, Manjiro subconsciously remember the story of Taiyaki-kun so there's a lake where Taiyaki-kun lives (he wants to leave but he can't :( )

It's the dreamworld so everyone is happy and has good relationships with everyone else

Somwhere there's a plane. It doesn't fly, but it's there, lying on the ground. It mustn't broke. (when it does, it leads to Blackspace) (Sanzu always tries to lead Mikey here)

Manjiro/Mikey don't fear a lot of things but things that may upset/trigger them are: mirrors/any type of reflection; whenever he sees a plane (won't make him go back to Whitespace but it's really close sometimes); (people needing to go to the) hospitals (no matter if it's bc they're sick or badly hurt) & probably other things but they don't come to mind sorry

Mikey's 'Something' is just.. everyone. They're all horrifying in a different way, but each person Mikey has failed haunts him (emphasis on Izana & Senju during Bonten)

The Somethings telling him 'I love you' in Blackspace 🥹

Important flowers would be black lilies (curse), and red and white spider lilies at the very end :) (Red spider lilies symbolizing the inability to meet again, farewell, death, loss, abandonment and White spider lilies symbolizing rebirth, meeting (anew), purity)

Also poppies since in Hanakotoba they can symbolize fun-loving and success, and in the more Western flower language they symbolize peaceful sleep and death, remembrance/remembering the fallen and renewal/resurrection among other things

(not a flower professional - just did some google researches so be careful with what I'm saying)

Whitespace:

Old blanket

NES (that he irl has in his bedroom and must hold a lot of memories of family/friends game night)

Mewo being replaced by Peke-j? But Mikey is not close to Peke-j(/not that close from Chifuyu (unlike other ppl)) from what we know. Peke-j could also be used as a way to show how guilty Manjiro is about Baji (and Chifuyu? Kazutora?)

moto figurines laying around? Little flags?

Probably wouldn't have a laptop

The journal+drawings stay tho. He deserves to vent

Deserves to keep the tissue box and cry, too

Blackspace:

Mikey goes in and out of it; he never chooses if he pops up in Whitespace, Dreamworld or Blackspace. It depends on how is his mind irl. There are also some places where he can directly enter it (ex: whenever the Concorde is broken)

Haruchiyo keeps dying. Or having his lower jaw removed out of nowhere (also happens in headspace -> leads Mikey to go back to Whitespace on the spot)

If we do put Peke-j in this AU as Mewo replacement, which choice do you think Mikey would make in the Cat dissection room with our dear mister the Cat Butler? /genuine

The three first timeline are very similar. Senju and Haruchiyo/Sanzu have a lesser role here. In the 3rd/Bad Toman, Kazutora is here and is hurt less by Mikey (whereas if he ever is present in the two firsts, Mikey won't be merciful)

Manila:

"You loved them and you killed them. You should just die." — hits more in this timeline than any other

Rather than Manjiro completely loosing against Mikey; there's a feeling of acceptance at the end of their fight from both parts. They can't go back, but they can't go further either.

Plus, Manjiro never fought for a will to live to start with

Actually I'm not sure if there'd be a fight to start with

Izana, S62 & Kakucho are not present in the headspace of this timeline

Bonten:

there's an entire space dedicated to Senju and Izana. It's filled with always-falling snow and everlasting sakura; the party can make snowmen and other snow constructions! There's a pond with a giant majestic beta fish somewhere, too (maybe it could interact with Taiyaki-kun, maybe not)

Edit: They live in a snow castle

those two are either safe in this place (*cough* until the snow and sakura start to get tainted by blood out of nowhere and they disappear and the flowers wilt *cough* The snow melts a bit under the warmth of blood and suddenly it's less a childhood joy and more just... Hellishly cold. bc the cold refuses to leave ofc *cough*) or with Shinichiro and Emma on the picnic blanket. Kakucho is always found around Izana so he can be found in the snow, too! (He's the one staying there when Izana & Senju disappear; he's panicking and extremely worried)

*cough* canonical Oyasumi ending *cough*

Timeline where the Somethings are the most troublesome and present

eat irl then go puke in the toilet

sleeps less and sleeps badly

Kanto Manji & Final timeline:

Still developing, mostly Whitespace

Mikey and Manjiro are not two different entities yet - Manjiro is not at that point where he suppresses all of his traumas when he's in the Dreamworld as Mikey

not a great emphasis on Senju since she doesn't die, but she's still there, having a lesser role

Draken, on the other hand- (it doesn't last long anyway since he travels back in time no long after)(I mean. it's still three months so maybe it's a bit long)

The "I have to tell you something"-timeline/ending, if there has to be one

[yuichi-ro]

◈ 𝘉𝘢𝘫𝘪 𝘒𝘦𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘦 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

◈ 𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: Baji’s getting one last ride on graduation day from his favorite big sister figure

cw: fem!Reader, POV Third Person, OG timeline, dark content, nsfw, virgin!Baji, experienced!Reader, age gap, pseudo-incest (they’re not related but grew up near each other), semi public, car sex, oral (m!receiving), handjob, cum eating, unprotected sex, creampie word count: 3k

◈ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ/ʙʟᴀɴᴋ/ᴀɢᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ʙʟᴏɢꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ◈  

“Last day of high school and first day of being an adult!” She turned her attention away momentarily at a stop light to look over at the grumpy scowl on her passenger’s ever charming face, “It’s kinda exciting, right, Keisuke?”

Brows never unfurrowing, he crossed his arms tighter against his school uniform. Mixed feelings about knowing he’ll never wear the wretched thing again. But also a little lost as he played catch up for earlier mistakes and graduated a year later than everyone else he knew. It was a big first step and yet he couldn’t be more conflicted about it all.

“Are you nervous?” A blasé question to ask of anyone going to a big final event marking an otherwise huge achievement in their lives.

Baji leaned harder into the passenger side door with a never ending scowl, “...no. Not really. This is stupid anyways.”

“Stupid?” She echoed his sentiment with displeasure and a frown, “Baji graduating in a huge step. You’re stepping right into adulthood.”

“I’m already an adult.” Baji sulked in his seat, “I turned that last year, now I’m just a lame ass graduating late because he’s dumb.”

His discomfort about the entire thing was no stranger to anyone. Worst of all he was going to graduation alone while his mother had work and all his friends graduated a year before him like normal. Leaving the woman in the car the only friend and family he could pass as an excuse for support on his final day before being flung into more unknown. Baji had trudged through the last credits he needed to graduate but now presented with the freedom of what graduation meant he simply wasn’t seeing it as the grand thing it was. 

“Hey,” She dropped her voice as the sound of the turn signal in the car ticked loudly, “How about, I take you to get something to drink before?”

“Huh?”

“Well you already graduated when you passed that last test.” She paused to look over at him with a grand smile, “So fuck it, just show up for the ceremony they won’t notice if you’re a few hours late.”

It took him a moment to realize what she was suggesting. When it settled in on him Baji couldn’t help the grin creeping on his face. Perking up his entire demeanor when he sat up straight in his seat and puffed out his chest like old times, “You’re right, fuck em. Not like they’re gonna hold me back more.”

“There you go.” She reached over and ruffled his hair just to let the touch linger for a second before turning the opposite way from the secondary school grounds with a big grin, “You and me. Let's celebrate. Anything you want.”

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With the last of his calpis being chugged Baji set the bottle down on his knee with a sigh. Full of cheap drinks from the convenience store and yet he still felt a bit empty about the rest of the day as he sat staring at his lap in her car.

“I just...I feel so behind.” Baji confessed while she took a sip of her coffee next to him, “In, well, everything.”

“Being held back does that.” She tried to skirt the issue without bumming him out on his final day of high school. One that certainly should have been last year with the rest of his friends but there wasn’t anything to do about it now.

“Not just school.” He looked down the neck of his bottle at the empty container, “Everything.”

“Well, like what?”

“What I want to do. Who I want to be. Where I want to go.” Baji frowned, still staring down at his empty drink, “I haven’t even had my first kiss yet. And Sanzu’s had a girlfriend for like four years now.”

“You shouldn’t be comparing yourself to others,” She regurgitated the lamest comfort line. Resulting in Baji looking over with a pinched glare that certainly wasn’t helping anyone. Sighing she tucked her empty drink can away and adjusted in the driver’s seat so at least their conversation could be as true as one could be when it happened outside an empty park before noon when everyone else was busy doing their things, “I know, it’s stupid. But I’m serious. Just because you’re graduating a year late doesn’t mean you still aren’t exceptional. And boo I didn’t have a steady relationship in high school either. Some people are just lucky.” She smiled at him as she reached out and tucked his black curls behind his ear delicately, “You’ll get lucky too. Because you’re grown up to be such a handsome man.” Her fingers felt different grazing his cheek when she realized he leaned into her touch ever so slightly. Holding it together she tried to not act like she noticed as she continued to cup his cheek, “Listen, what do I know, I just- Think you’re pretty awesome the way you are ok? You don’t have to change that. Ever.”

Brown eyes growing wide, Baji sat stone still in the passenger seat of her car. Soaking in and basking in those words spilling from her lips. They felt heavy and yet left him drifting across so many pleasant thoughts that left him feeling weightless. Resonating deep within him until he noticed his inability to tear his eyes away from her lips. He didn’t want to hear her words stop. Yet he didn’t stop himself from leaning across the console to meet the pair of lips praising him so angelically.

The kiss was nothing but sudden and shocking. Neither realized what had happened until jerking back to stare down at their elbows leaned into the center console. Had she leaned in just as he’d done?

“...that-” Her eyes were huge with the buzz of his lips still on her own from the kiss only seconds before.

“That was my first kiss.” Baji admitted not being timid about it. In fact he felt proud to say it as he took another breath and closed the gap all over again. This time knowing what to expect when the warmth of skin touched his own. Slight creases of her lips igniting an odd sense of overwhelming emotions in him. Baji wanted more but couldn’t convey even to himself what more meant.

Licking the taste of his drink off her lips. There were a million things she wanted to ask. But only one came to the forefront of her tongue, “...Are you sure?”

He blinked. Unable to connect what she was meaning, “Sure? I can’t take back a kiss.”

“Keisuke, not the kiss.” Her hand reached over the console to graze his thigh. Not stopping there though when Baji’s attention followed her hand to realize suddenly the tent standing in his uniform slacks, “...Keisuke-”

“Shit! Fuck-” He scrambled to cross his palms over his crotch. No avail to hiding his hard on as he shifted and pressed down on his cock just to feel the noise in his chest catch just before slipping out. Hand flush against his own cock and Baji’s face entirely red. He had thought just a kiss would suffice only to be very wrong.

“Hey hey hey,” She cooed, leaning more into the console barely separating them at this point, “It’s alright, actually, you should be happy. Most guys can’t keep it up when they’re nervous.”

“Nervous?” Baji stopped fidgeting to look at her. Immediately setting his eyes on you just to feel the throb in his length. Looking at you was even worse as he attempted to hiding it, “I’m- I’m not nervous- You’re like my big sister or something why would I-”

“Keisuke...”

Then his word choice dawned on him even in the panic. And of course how bad they sounded as he professed to a surrogate sibling role he’d always seen her as. Or so he thought. Contradicting that statement pretty we as Baji tried to tuck his dick more comfortably in his pants to no avail.

“Fuck- No I didn’t mean- Not like that I just-” He stumbled and tripped over his words. Digging himself deeper as his ears grew redder and she could very easily see the outline of his cock in his slacks now.

“Keisuke.” She stopped him with a hand on his thigh. Halting his words in his tracks and making him jump when the soft tone of her words drug him from his panic. A smile across her face. One that always made him feel like it was ok. Had his heart leaping into his throat and cock throbbing when she spoke again, “...why don’t we celebrate a little more than just the graduation, huh?”

That clicked faster in his head than anything else did. Brown eyes wide when his mouth fell open, “Y-You mean-”

She leaned over and kissed his cheek. Letting a tickle of her breath flirt with the shell of his ear when she squeezed his thigh and whispered, “You can’t go to your graduation like this, now can you?”

Quickly he shook his head. She was right after all. 

With a tentative touch Baji slowly un-cupped his hands from the zipper of his slacks. He spared a glance around where the car was parked briefly to assure there wasn’t a soul around. But that could only be done for a second before looking back down to see her slowly undo his zipper. The school uniform he hated so much. Did look immensely better with his childhood crush leaning over to unzip them off him.

Careful to not pinch as his poor cock strained against the fabric of his briefs. Only a little relief was allotted to the poor graduate when she freed his dick from the confines of his pants. Baji, with his head tipped back into the seat’s headrest, couldn’t stop the shaky sigh leaving his lips when the touch extended past just over the clothes.

Expertly she slipped the fabric slit over his tip. Finally allowing him to take in a breath of relief when his cock twitched against the cool air coming in from the slightly cracked car window. Baji was ready to cum right then and there just from her tender touch of undressing him. Never mind the way it felt when the lips he’d just kissed for the first time made contact with the glistening little hidden tip of his cock.

“F-Fuck-” Baji’s white knuckle grip on the car door might have had her worried he���d break something if the taste of his untouched cock wasn’t so inviting.

Another kiss against the tip of his cock for good measure. Just to place her hands against his base and reveal the rest of his length as well as peel back the last bit of foreskin so a fresh bead of precum could roll down the underside.

“You were keeping this from me Keisuke?” Her lips were so close to his tip as she spoke. Fingers curling around his base Baji swore he could feel the thud of his heart beat in his cock just from this attention. He was slow to answer her but promised he would never keep anything away from her ever. That drew a smile from the woman assuring her it was the right move when her lips parted.

Swallowing up his cock and making sure her tongue made the most contact with his sensitive gland. Pressed flush against his drooling slit giving the most fragrant taste of his precum drooling onto her tongue. Baji, ready to pass out, felt the twitch of his cock in the warmth of her mouth. Completely bypassing the fact her teeth were right there. He looked down to see her face and it was a mistake. Baji came right across her tongue, still exploring the tip of his cock. No need to stroke up with her fingers even. The inexperienced graduate couldn’t stop his seed even if he wanted to. Cum in more than a copious amount being dumped into her mouth. When Baji felt lightheaded but assumed she’d spit it out or something. He felt the aftershock of pleasure when her lips sunk down further. Assuring not a drop would make a mess in her car. Warm slick insides of her mouth tightening around his cock when she swallowed. Cheeks hollowing out just a little when she slurped up the first load he’d ever had in front of someone else.

“That was- Fast.” She said licking her lips and sitting back up in the driver’s seat.

Still out of breath Baji tried sucking in a few good breaths to try and apologize for the quick shot. But that was for nothing when he realized she was staring down at his still twitching cock. He sheepishly reached down to give himself a tug. Squeezing a very small milky white drop of cum from his slit. Speechless when she reached over to swipe it up with a finger and suck it clean off the digit. He’d loved this woman before for as long as he could remember. But suddenly Baji couldn’t believe he could love her more.

“You’re still hard.” Leaned into her elbow with the faint scent of cum on her lips she nodded towards his twitching cock still out for the world to see, “We could...”

“Yes.” Baji didn’t let her finish, “Whatever it is, yes.”

“You didn’t let me finish.” She was grinning, “What if I was going to offer to finger you?”

Brown eyes big Baji couldn’t look away even as his hand lazily stroked his sensitive cock, “Y-You can do that?”

Laughing she made his heart flutter and Baji had to grip his cock harder just to keep from cumming again. Completely forgetting that they were possibly exposed to anyone who might walk by. 

“I can but, maybe we save that for later?” She offered softly. Reaching over to aid him in the way he was stroking his cock. Feeling the ramifications of the new touch when Baji shuddered and stopped stroking himself to let her do it all, “I meant, why don’t we fuck?”

“Here?” He looked around, “C-Can we?”

A shrug and she leaned back down to lick up the bit of cloudy precum dripping once more, “I know you’ll be fast, don’t worry.”

And there was nothing for him to worry about. Or to even say for that matter. Baji was already as far back in the car seat as he could be. Had more than enough room as she crawled over on top of him. Face beat red in the process when he got a face full of her boobs. The reaction was nice so when she settled back down on his lap she pulled his face close to her chest and kissed his forehead.

Cock throbbing against her thigh she took that as a good sign. With some moving and Baji’s hands off approach under her. His cock was drug up her wet slit the second she pushed her panties to the side. So much warmer than anything he’d makeshifted at home. Baji was not prepared for the engulfing heat that was her walls. Sinking down on his aching cock. Gliding in with ease as each muscle around him felt like velvety heaven. Only once she was down completely with the tip of his cock comfortably touching as deep as it could reach. Did she stop and ask if he was ok. To which Baji could only frantically nod as his hands came up to grab either side of her ass for dear life.

“Look at you,” She ran her hands down her side so they came to rest on his as Baji death gripped her sides, “You’re a natural. Such a good boy.”

“Fuck-” Baji tried to keep his voice down but he already felt the wooziness of his orgasm fast approaching, “I can’t-”

“Shhh.” She hushed him. Tucking him back into her chest at the first moment of lifting her hips. Baji’s moans were anything but quiet. Needing to be muffled into the fabric covering her tits she continued to hold his head to her chest and kiss along his hairline gingerly as she bounced up and down on his cock. 

To no surprise, even with the slight numbness from cumming already, Baji couldn’t last. The swallowing warmth that topped her mouth a million times over again. Quickly became dirtied with his cum. Baji’s first load inside someone and it took his breath away as he arched his back and bucked up into her. Haven't moved a muscle yet everything in him tightened. Toe curling in his uniform shoes and cock twitching inside her. He could only see the wonderfully beautiful face above him as he left his very first pussy drenched in sticky gooey cum.

Officially panting but now no longer struggling with a hard on. Baji’s cock softened enough to slip from her folds. Out with a plop of cum and the rest drooling off her cunt lips. He couldn’t move a muscle as she crawled off of him. He tossed a look aside expecting to see her wipe herself clean. Instead she pulled everything back up with the creampie still leaking out. And then proceeded to lean over and lick his soft cock clean of his extra cum and the juices of her cunt. The feeling bordering on overly sensitive yet amazing. And just as it began it was done. Her lips licked clean of his cum and Baji no longer struggled with a hard on he couldn’t hide and his pants zipped back up like nothing had happened.

“Better?” She asked with a smile as sweet as the one she’d given him when picking him up earlier today.

Relaxed suddenly. Undoubtedly thanks to the two orgasms. Baji did not connect those dots as his mind drifted solely to her. Only looking at her and then down to their empty drinks and back up at her with a goofy content smile replacing the scowl he’d had all morning, “A lot better.”

“Good.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek with the faint smell of his cum on her lips that still made his spent cock twitch in his slacks when she spoke, “After graduation, we’ll celebrate properly. Just you and me. How’s that sound?”

Baji swallowed the lump of excitement and unknown in his throat but couldn’t stop the cheek aching grin spreading on his face as he nodded at every word she said, “Sounds like I better hurry up and graduate.”

[firstdivisiongirl]

Emma x Draken: Love Story Part 4

Confession

It’s been two years since Emma and Draken met.  That means it’s been 2 years of him trying to not show his feelings and her trying too hard to get him to notice her.  At this point, Hina was trying to get them to admit it without Emma having to seduce her boyfriend again to make Draken jealous.  Hell, everyone tried to get them to admit it!  At this point everyone started calling her Draken’s wifey behind their backs.  But only one person didn’t try yet.  And that person was Mikey!

Did Mikey want to see his little sister and one of his best friends together?  Yes.  Did he hope that they could figure this out on their own?  Yes.  Did they? No.  So now it was time for him to get involved.  Operation Emna (not a typo just a combination of Emma and Ken) was going to go down tonight!

It was a beautiful warm summer night.  The sun was setting as Emma was washing dishes and Shinichiro was in his room.  Leaving Mikey and Draken sitting outside to discuss Toman things.  The blonde leader noticed his little sister coming out onto the engawa with refreshments for the two.  Now it has begun.

Mikey stretched his arms above his head.  “Kenny, I didn’t know you liked my sister so much.  That’s just crazy,”. He said, giving that famous Sano smirk.

When Emma was so shocked, she nearly dropped the tray she was carrying. Thankfully, she didn’t.  But now her face was the same crimson color as the tray.

“You asshole,” Draken yelled in a flustered tone, “I told you that in confidence!  Don’t just announce it to the world!”

“Oh hi Emma!  Thanks for the drinks.  But I have to go!  Bye, you two have fun!”

At this point, Draken was beet red, which was a mix of his anger at Mikey and the embarrassment from Emma hearing.

“I’m going to kill him,” Draken said, trying to cool down.

“It’s okay.  It makes me feel good knowing that you like me too.  I guess we really don’t get that romance manga confession.  So let me try to salvage this.  I like you too, Draken.  A lot.  I’d even say love if that didn’t freak you out,” she said as she looked down at the ground, too afraid that it was a big joke.

He breathed a sigh of relief, “you know it feels better to say it out loud.  I knew you did.  It was too obvious but I thought if I said it people would go after you or something.”

“So you did notice?”

“I almost killed Takemitchy after that one incident.”

She giggled before looking up at the tall blonde, “so what do we do now?”

“Do you want to go on a date?  Maybe this Friday?”

“I’d love that,” she said smiling.  Both were still a bright shade of pink.  Mikey finally turned the corner from his hiding spot.

“Took you two long enough,” he exclaimed before getting soaked by the drink Emma made for him.  

“Shut up,” Draken said laughing at the blonde Captain he just threw a drink at.  Emma just giggled.  She was happy with Mikey’s plan (whatever it was), secretly Draken was too.  But Mikey was the happiest because Baji owes him 50 yen for being the one to finally get those two to confess.

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[sie-rui]

❀ THAT’S MY TRAUMA | TOKYO REVENGERS ( ft. jjk )

🥛 — ft. baji keisuke, hanemiya kazutora & sano shinichiro

🧾 — female reader, second pov ( you / your ), pov: baji keisuke, canon divergence, jujutsu kaisen au, crack treated seriously, reader has issues, everyone has issues, mild angst, canonical character death, mention or suicide, everyone lives / nobody dies, cursing, canon-typical violence, eventual happy ending

✉  — god, this was requested like a year and so ago but i just disappeared from the face of the earth more than half a year ago and just watched jjk earlier this year so lmao. literally just returned because it’s shin’s death anniversary and i found this in my drafts

🔖 — title

Tokyo is suspicious as shit.

But in all honesty, all of Japan is suspicious as shit.

Baji Keisuke had never been one for the news, it bored him. He probably should attempt to listen but... Well, he'll try tomorrow. (That tomorrow always never comes and Keisuke forgets about such thoughts soon enough.) Despite not being that updated, he is well aware of the amount of mysterious deaths that happens around Japan.

He can confidently tell anyone that it isn't because of the gangs running rampant around Tokyo after one Sano Shinichiro paved a path for a whole new generation a few years back.

Deaths in gang wars were rare. Murder had always been too much. It was usually by accident when it did happen and perpetrators had always been arrested. It's their pride that sends them into turning themselves in. Keisuke had hoped to do the same if he ever gets pushed to do the same.

Alongside its rarity, deaths in gang wars were usually counted by one digit. Specifically, the number one. Keisuke can tell you that that one is absolutely nothing compared to the thousands of mysterious deaths.

He had never been a fan of the cult but my god did it get his blood running. He's going to dig shit up and boast about it to Mikey. Probably drag Kazutora along as well, he seems like someone who'll enjoy it.

On August 14 of 2003, Keisuke found an answer to these suspicious numbers and also saw someone die for the first time... And then got revived. That man being Sano Shinichiro, Mikey’s very own older brother. (God damn was that shit traumatizing as hell.)

Keisuke loved Mikey. That dude was crazy but that dude was also his brother. So with Kazutora, he got Mikey what he always wanted: the CB250T.

Somehow, along with the said motorbike, Keisuke and Kazutora ended up gifting Mikey the corpse of his brother as well. (That was what he thought until the second plot twist started and Keisuke went spiraling into insanity and Kazutora looked a mix of relieved, guilty, and sick.)

So there it was. A corpse stood below Kazutora and it just dawned on him what Keisuke said. Mikey's brother.

He feels like puking. The metallic smell of blood is disgusting and the sound of the wrench dropping on the floor drums on Keisuke's head.

Four words spin in his head, round and round like a merry-go-round or a ferris wheel, or even the way his head spins when confronted with an unfamiliar kanji character. It occupied his thoughts as his steps shook like his breath did, treading closer to Kazutora who looked at his blood stained hands and the blood stained floor and- oh god, the blood was everywhere. Keisuke didn’t like the color red.

(Kazutora killed Mikey's brother. Kazutora killed Mikey's brother. Kazutora killed Mikey's brother. Kazutora killed Mikey's brother.)

Keisuke held him, he was shaking far worse than Baji was. There were tears in his eyes and Keisuke was sure that there was in his too.

Keisuke would be going down with Hanemiya Kazutora, no matter what. This is the burden that they will share, the responsibility that will always be on their shoulders. He's going to risk it all and confess, step forward to his crime. Because Keisuke is his mother’s son and this is the right thing to do.

A thought runs around his head, haunting him like ghosts of cats that he never got to save. Would he have cared the same way if the person that died in front of him wasn't Sano Shinichiro?

(Baji Keisuke himself would think no with horror, sick of his own immoral thoughts. Everyone else would have said yes because Baji Keisuke is an angel walking on earth with a gruff exterior but also the most loving and caring being in this very existence. Keisuke would never believe them.)

That familiar ring of cops never felt so terrifying until now.

Kazutora is losing his mind. Keisuke already decided where he will be going, even if it means letting his best friend blame Mikey. Even if it means giving it all up just for him.

"Shinichiro, did you take my lighter?"

The voice echoes at the empty store, sounding louder than the nearing inevitable cops. Keisuke hadn't even heard a jingle of keys, an opening of the door, or even any footsteps. But when he looked back, a woman stood there. Sharp eyes, messy hair, eyebags as if she hadn't slept in the last three days.

This is it.

Kazutora whimpers and Keisuke holds him tighter. It's going to be alright. We'll be together. I will never leave you behind.

His gaze met with yours. Suddenly, the room smelled different. Smoke filled his nose even though there was no obvious presence of it, covering up the smell of blood.

They are both met with surprise. Keisuke could just not believe the words that left your lips as you held a disgusted expression, hands still on your pocket.

"Oh my god, did this asshole really decide to die in front of two kids? What the fuck, Shin? That's fucking traumatizing."

Kazutora shops shivering and Keisuke chokes. The boy with gold as his eyes looked at you and you noticed the one with the hairstyle like an octopus had the same horrified look. “Don’t worry, I’ll talk to him about this,” you replied as if it was the easiest thing to say.

This time, Keisuke is full-on sobbing because there is an insane woman talking insane things and being an insane person in general as you finally kneel down in front of the bleeding man (and fuck, the blood is getting on your knees). Purple energy gathers around your hands and smoothly flows into the corpse in front of you and Keisuke fears that he, as well, is going insane.

It might be the trick of the lighting or his soul failing him but Keisuke swore that the blood on the floor was slowly cleaning itself and Shinichiro’s face was getting less and less paler.

It was quick work for you, but the mental trauma that you also inflicted on the two kids was not going to be quick work at all.

When dark abyss-like eyes suddenly blink open, bleary but obviously alive, and a twitch of the hand before the corpse sit up, Kazutora vomited everything that was in his stomach even though there was barely anything to puke out.

When Shinichiro looks at Keisuke and coughs and asks, “Keisuke? What happened?,” Keisuke proceeds to follow Kazutora’s actions.

When Shinichiro stares down at his clothes and hands soaked with blood, turns his head and sees you, he understands.

You roll your eyes at him, crossing your arms.

The siren just grows louder and you can only wonder how to clean up the blood before the police busts open the doors.

[yoke9494]

Chifuyu, Would you?

Fluff/crack

Your typical "Would you still love me if...?"

Baji is a good friend.

Chifuyu is the best boyfriend.

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Baji held open the door to your apartment. He along with Chifuyu had picked you up from a dentist appointment that resulted in you needing to pull out one of your wisdom teeth.

Chifuyu was holding your arm like you were made out of glass. Baji rolled his eyes at the best friends. You two were always so love bird-like and I made him sick. Too much sweetness mixed with a hint of dumbass.

You were still a little loopy from the meds they knocked you out with. Baji was going to have the time of his life sending all the videos he got of you making a fool out of yourself to everyone.

Don't worry, it wasn't too bad, at least you didn't strip naked and try to walk out into the streets like Hanma did. Could you imagine the pile up that guy could have caused? His shlong on the evening news?

No, you just babbled nonsense. You cried about wanting to go to the zoo. Chifuyu convinced you to stop the waterworks with the promise of getting you some ice cream. You didn't even eat it... But Baji didn't really mind that, he got to eat it for you.

He could sense that Chifuyu's over protective boyfriend mode was activating. He lead you straight to your room and helped you under the covers. He fluffed up your pillow and looked over the pain meds they picked up.

Chifuyu was mumbling to himself with furrowed brows.

"She's not going to die y'know. Stop worrying so much."

Chifuyu looked up at Baji who was snooping around in your kitchen draws to find a takeout menu somewhere. Least he could do was order you two some food before he left. Chifuyu probably wouldn't even leave your side until the next day.

"I don't want her to be in pain. But I don't want to give her too much and make her sick."

All Baji could do was laugh. He's known you longer, years before he even met Chifuyu.

"When we were younger that girl used to take punches to the jaw and didn't bat an eye. I've seen her down 8 shots back to back then fall down some stairs only to get back up and say "Who put those stairs there?" ... Getting a tooth pulled out probably just tickled her."

"Then why did she cry?"

"She's doped up? I'd probably cry too if I had enough tranquilizer in me to take down a baby elephant."

"They didn't tranquilize her?"

"Whatever... Can she eat soup? Because I'm just getting her soup and you pizza."

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Baji left and returned with food then left again within an hour and a few minutes. You took a short nap in that time. Still a bit out of it but conscious enough to know what was going on.

Chifuyu slid into bed with you and tried to find something to watch. Your face was a little puffy so he didn't want you to laugh to much but he didn't want you to be bored..

"Hey Chifuyu?"

"Yeah babe?"

"Would you love me if I was a caterpillar?"

He wanted to laugh. Caterpillar? He already went through this with you when you asked if he'd love you as a worm...

"Of course I would. You'd make a cute little caterpillar."

"Would you let me caterpillar on you?" You used your finger to pretend it was you on his arm.

He let out a chuckle. "Oh, Yeah. All day long.. but I'd have to make you a little harness so you wouldn't fall."

"Would you be with other girls?"

He wouldn't dare. You're the only caterpillar for him. "Absolutely not! If some girl tries to talk to me I'll pull you out of my pocket and say. "This is my girlfriend, I love her and only her. Leave me alone!" Then we'd walk off together like bad bitches."

"Ha... Okay good."

Chifuyu thought for a moment... "But uh.. what do caterpillars eat though? Would I have to carry leafs around in my pocket? Do I keep them in a Ziploc bag to keep them fresh or do you think you'd like them crunchy? Leaf chips!"

"You can feed me fruit.. Or cucumbers! I like cucumbers. Watermelon?"

"I could give you fruit. Keep an apple or something on me."

"What if you squish me?"

Oh right... He probably would on accident. He was known to always stuff things into his pockets. "I got it! I'll carry you around in a little container. I'd make it comfy for you, I wouldn't put a lid on it so you could breathe and not feel trapped."

"How would we sleep together? I can't sleep unless your by me.."

"Easy, I'd have a different container for bed time. We'd have Mitsuya sew you a little caterpillar bed with little pillows. I'd put it next to me, kiss you good night and I wouldn't be able to roll over and squish you."

"I probably wouldn't live long.. peke J might eat me."

Chifuyu gasped and shook his head. "No. I'd make sure he knows you're his step-momma in caterpillar form. He wouldn't eat you."

You let out a sleepy giggle. "Who's his real momma?"

"Baji."

Another laugh left you. Yah, you could see Baji as Peke J's momma.

It was quiet but by now Chifuyu's mind was stuck on the caterpillar thing. "You know... After a while you'd turn into a little butterfly.. I'd miss you while you become slime in your cocoon. But I bet when you're done cooking you'd be a pretty butterfly, like one of those really colorful ones."

Your face dropped. "I'd only live for about two weeks."

Chifuyu's face did the same. "Huh?"

"Butterflies only live for about 2 weeks right? That's the normal life span or no??"

Chifuyu shook his head. "Absolutely not.. while you're becoming unslimed, I'll be out looking for a witch or a wizard for you. That way when you come out I'll have them sprinkle some juju on you so you can stay alive."

"...... If you found someone like that wouldn't your first choice be for them to turn me back to a normal human? Do you not like me as a human?"

He was flabbergasted! "Uh..No! I mean yeah! But not to the not liking the human you part! That would definitely be the first priority but I didn't know if that was an option or not!"

"Why are you yelling at me?!"

"Why are you instigating?!"

You both just stared at one another for a few seconds.. Chifuyu's lip twitched before you both just started laughing.

"I love you. ♡"

"I love you more.♡"

[real-sun-wukong-fan01]

This is my second account, my main is @slime-sandwhich-nom

Ask blog, where everyone can have fun roleplaying with me : @sun-wukong-answers

I will be posting anything related to journey to the west or Lego monkey kid here as i wanna keep my main account about slimecicle.

yes i will be posting headcanons, ideas, drawings and probably AUs!

feel free to ask. Go check my main if you are interested in slimecicle (mainly scu).

Thank you !

current AUs:

- burned monkey AU: AU where wukong is the one who has the samadhi fire instead of Ao lie. when the ritual was completed, he turns out to be the fourth ring.

- small hero AU: this AU takes place during the past, where MK along with Zhu bajie, or pigsy, Sha wujing, or sandy and tang find a odd fur cat, who is actually the Monkey king, Sun Wukong in disguise to check on his future successor, MK.

- a trio but it's the same person suffering in three different ways: small AU where sun wukong, while being possessed meets his past version from the journey to the west, and meets his version from the burned monkey AU.

- insanity AU:

AU where wukong is stuck on a loop of all the three seasons of LMK, he soon starts going insane and losing hope.

- fuck it we ball AU:

Another crack AU where Wukong while being possessed is roommate with Macaque, also half possessed, the lady bone demon and the Mayor.

Occasionally also Mei, stuck as a popsicle with the samadhi fire.

- time Swap AU:

The roles are swapped.

Sun Wukong, son of the reincarnation of Tang, Tripitaka, is the new hero in town.

Successor of the almighty monkey kid, saving his city by demons with the help of his friends, while also trying not to get killed. Goodbye young one, is a timeline of the time swap AU.

- welcome to the future AU:

AU where Tripitaka and the jttw crew mysteriously comes back, and sees what the almighty sun wukong has achieved over the years of their absence.

- welcome to the show AU:

LMK and FNAF crossover.

I'm a sucker for jttw so this AU will be focused on them fuck you /s /j /lh

- amnesia rules AU

Macaque looses his memories, and is back into being Liu'er, and wukong will help him regain his memories along with his successor and co.

- master swap AU

Where sun wukong and macaque switch places.

- uh-oh! Au.

Wukong is a scientist but he turned himself into a monkey like a dumbass

- inside the studio au

BATIM x LMK au

- the 12 pains of the year:

Au shared with @moondrop39-dovewing70

- chi sei? AU

Wukong travels through worlds for shit and giggles

- what? Au

An old memory.

Main headcanons:

- stone monkeys headcanons : headcanon about the stone monkey spiece.

- wukong not so visible friend: manifestation of wukong mind, also the one who will be taking the role of the six eared macaque. (Only in this headcanon.)

- the immortal age:

immortals and mortals age differently.

Here's the explanation.

(dosen't apply to the 'tripitaka has gone fucking crazy' AU)

- wujing and wukong relationship:

you can easily find posts about me talking of the headcanon of wukong and wujing have a great relationship, acting like older and younger brother.

But here's the list.

- Macaque and the generals:

how i see Macaque and Wukong relationship (obviously mixed with jttw) and wukong generals!