#Baji keisuke x yn

[kakujis]

happy birthday, keisuke!

synopsis: you celebrate keisuke's day with toman.

warnings: gn!reader, swearing, this is fluffy and gross, yn can't bake for shit (me), not proofread, and that should be it!

ft: baji keisuke x reader, 1.2k

network: @enchantedforest-network

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML!!!!!!! i set aside my hw and all to get this finished hehe. it's still the 2nd in my area, but ik it's the 3rd elsewhere! i tried to keep it short and simple this time!! i won't get sappy or anything but i truly love baji so much!! happy birthday, kei, hope its a good one. ♡

with the amount of staring you’ve been doing, you must as well be losing your vision, the words on the screen blurred and hazy. you’ve scrolled through the ingredient and instruction list an obscene amount of times, and yet… things seem to always turn out like this. 

“i’ve got no fucking clue what i’m doing!” you huff, but the silver haired man besides you simply laughs in reply. “mitsuya, why does my cake look like one of y’all rolled it over with your motorbikes?” 

“to be honest,” he starts, snickering as he inspects it, “i have no idea. i mean, you followed the recipe and all didn’t you?” 

you nod, sadly staring at another failed attempt. he decides to take a piece and taste it, throwing it into his mouth, chewing with an unreadable expression.

“it’s not like it’s inedible, it’s miles better than your first attempt. it’s just a little dry and crumbly…” mitsuya says, brow furrowing, “alright, honestly, it’s pretty bad.” 

you sigh loudly, picking it up and throwing it into the trash, “i told you we should’ve gotten him a cake from the store!” all your attempts have been moot. instead of a fluffy and moist cake, it’s always flat and dry even with mitsuya’s help. 

kazutora pops his head into the kitchen at that moment, “i can run really fast if you want me to.” 

you shake your head, “...no. don’t… do that.” you point to your forehead, signaling him of the decorations stuck on his. 

he shrugs, pulling off a stray streamer, and walking in before he’s jumping up to sit on the counter.“how are we gonna have a birthday party with no cake?” 

you frown, whining, “man, i don’t know. mitsuya, what do we do?” 

he glances over at the clock, mouth pressed in a line, before he answers. “you could always stick a candle into his soba noodles, we've got tons of those.” 

“we are doomed.” you state, sighing as you slump against the counter. “sorry kei…” 

even though you know, deep down, that keisuke baji could give less than two shits about a cake, you really wanted to surprise him. you did the same for him on white day, all those years back in highschool when you finally confessed. he accepted it, shitty chocolate and all, as you hid your burnt bandaged fingers behind your back. he never mentioned it, but you assume he knew, when instead of kissing your lips, he dragged your hands out from behind you and kissed your them while your heart almost sprang out of your chest. 

“who’s doomed?” you hear a loud yet comforting voice coming from the hallway. you look up to see draken, smiling ear to ear as he holds a cake box. 

“draken!” the three of you giddily call in unison and he smiles wider. 

mikey isn’t far behind him, peeking out to say, “there’s no way you guys thought we were gonna eat a cake they made right? it’s literally y/n, we would’ve died. i think baji almost did when he ate your confession chocolate.” 

“i’m going to ignore that for now.♡︎” you chime, keeping the strained smile on your face. 

“you guys are so mean to my protégé.” mitsuya chides, giving you a pat on the back. “anyway, we’re running out of time before he gets home, let’s finish this up.” 

you all nod and run off to your places, with you cleaning up the kitchen, and yourself, as best you can before you head out to the living room. the decorations are strung up nicely, courtesy of emma and hina, although takemichi, chifuyu, and pah definitely tried their best. you’re a little nervous, heart fluttering, as the lights dim and everyone crouches in place. 

you wait a few moments, eyes adjusting to the now darkened room as you catch a wave from chifuyu right before the front door slams open. equally as loud as the slam shut, baji talks to his mom on the phone. 

“yeah ma, i just got home. thanks for hangin’ with me today. huh? oh yeah, i’ve got plans with the guys tonight…” he mutters, phone pressed up against one shoulder as he kicks his shoes off. “unfortunately, its just the guys, said they couldn’t get off work early enough..” he trails off, a solemn expression on his face and you bite back the urge to laugh. 

“alright, love you ma, talk to you later.” he says as he hangs up, placing his book bag onto the floor. as he hits the lights, you all pop up out of place. 

“happy birthday, baji!” you cheer out in unison. it’s an explosion of streamers, confetti, and colors with some of you using party poppers and some of you using the blowers. 

he jumps while breaking out in a shit-eating grin, his pearly canine teeth in full view. his eyes scan the room til they fall onto you, the excitement sparked behind them clear as he immediately makes his way over to you. 

“no fuckin’ way,” he laughs, throwing his arms around you, before peppering kisses on your cheeks. “should’ve known you were a liar.” 

you hug him back, but pull off slightly, when you suddenly feel the heavy eyes of everyone around you. “o-okay keisuke, that’s enough.”

he presses a final kiss to your forehead before turns and glares, “huh? you guys got a problem with this?” 

mikey glares back, “yeah. i do.”

baji releases you, walking over to “square up” with mikey. the two of them bickering about the importance of everyone showing up, but also, a significant other is important too, and besides, “i was about to greet everyone, it’s not my fault you can’t find a date.”  

“here we go,” draken sighs, before sliding onto the couch. “emma, can you get me something to drink?” 

you shrug, settling in next to kazutora who’s excitedly bringing out the games for the night. the rest of the party goes well, the laughter bouncing off the walls of your shared apartment. it’s a nice little life you’ve got with baji so far. while he studies his ass off in school, your work is good enough to support the both of you. it’s cozy, it’s everything you’ve wanted. 

as the night winds down and everyone clears out, you find yourself cleaning up. you tell keisuke not to worry about it, “it’s your night, i’ll finish up here.” but he tsks you away, shoving littered plastic forks and plates into a bag anyway. he finds you in the kitchen later on, washing a few trays that were used to set the food out. 

he snakes his arms around your waist, breath tickling your ear as he asks, “so where’s my cake?” 

“huh?” you giggle, turning off the sink. “what are you talking about? we ate it all earlier?” 

“no, not that one.” he grins, his pretty hair falling over your shoulder. “the one mikey told me you made.” 

you freeze, that little shit. “uh… honestly, we threw them away. even with mitsu’s help, i couldn’t make you anythin’ good.” 

“well, that’s no good.” he hums for a bit, before spinning you around, a devious smile on his face. 

“kei?” you ask, but you’re interrupted by his lips on yours. 

“guess i gotta settle for somethin’ even sweeter.” he murmurs, before his hands are cupping your cheeks as he kisses you again and again.

“you’re so fucking cheesy.” you giggle in between kisses, hands naturally coming around his waist. “happy birthday, keisuke.♡︎” 

[beeing1alive]

Tokyo Revengers Boys, if you kiss them without warning

Note: You are not yet in a relationship in this scenario, but about to be. I hope you like it

Mikey didn't think about it at all and just kissed you back a few seconds later. You couldn't tell by looking at him, but he was naturally uncomfortable. He doesn't regret it though, he loves your soft lips and wants to kiss them again, but he knows that he'll probably have to make the first move.

Darken just looked at you for a few seconds and realised what you'd just done. As always, he tried to play it cool, like he didn't really care, but I can tell you, later that night, he thought about it and he couldn't stop smiling and he hoped that he'd get to kiss you again someday.

Mitsuya blushed, but pulled you close. Honestly, he likes you either way, so why wouldn't he do that, it's one of the best chances he'll ever have. He would have acted on intuition and of course he let you go as soon as he realised what he'd done and apologised. Still, his thoughts kept going back to it, he doesn't know why himself.

Chifuyu definitely enjoyed it and even closed his eyes to savour the moment even more. But unfortunately, this magical moment had gone as quickly as it had come. When your soft lips moved away from his again, he woke up from his own little bubble and got a little scared. Of course, he apologised to you and disappeared as quickly as he could.

Baji took you by the shoulders after the kiss as gently as he could at that moment and asked you what you were thinking. You might think at that moment that he didn't like it but, let me tell you, he loved it. Since that moment, he hasn't been able to think straight or sleep. He wants you to do it again. Again and again and again, but of course he won't tell you that.

Takemichi has stopped breathing, but still puts an arm around you. With his arm gently wrapped around your waist and your face so close to yours, your lips on his. He doesn't quite know why, but he thanked you for the kiss and maybe cried a little, not crying, but maybe a single, happy tear running down his cheek.

Angry returned the kiss. Simply without thinking about it and, in fact, at that moment without any charm. Unfortunately, the embarrassment only came afterwards and, much to his regret, much more strongly than usual. He ran away, to be honest, but he couldn't do anything but think about it all day until he finally lay in his bed and replayed the whole moment in front of his eyes, like a film, over and over again and he also wondered what would have happened if he had stayed there.

Smiley pulled you closer to him and asked you what you thought you were doing. Paired with that mischievous grin, he looked very amused, but don't worry, you'll just have to remain constant, withstand his gaze and, if you're feeling particularly brave, kiss him again. I promise you, his confident facade fell away and he did the anoint like his brother, he ran off to think about it, which he actually did. He couldn't think about anything else, but that's another problem.

Hakkai's brain has stopped working. He can't remember almost anything, just one thing. Your soft, gentle lips on his and how much he longs to kiss you again. He probably left without a word, didn't talk to anyone else that day either, and this memory, this realisation, only came into his head in the evening and he thought about it for the rest of the night and his cheeks glowed red, like fire, the whole time.

Kazutora asked you directly what you had done. He didn't understand why this, objectively speaking, so simple touch felt so good. He's just so starved for touch and will also ask you if you can do it again. Please, just give him another kiss, then he'll be satisfied for a while and think about it for a while until it occurs to him that he might like you. It hits him like a wave of emotions, he wants you to touch him more often, but he doesn't know whether and how to tell you.

Koko was confused but happy and asked you what the kiss was for. For a few seconds he was afraid that you might have just kissed him because you wanted money from him, but this thought quickly disappeared when you told him with that sweet blush on your face that you just wanted to kiss him and hadn't thought about it. He also gave you a kiss and then just carried on with what he was doing before, leaving you confused. But honestly, he didn't sleep that night because he had to think about your soft lips.

Inupi returned the kiss and he loved it, of course he didn't show it outwardly, his usual expression adorned his face, but the slight, sweet blush on his face gave him away. He actually thought about it for a long time and came to the conclusion that he liked you. I mean, what else could be the reason that he wants to kiss you again and again and that he really longs for it?

Hanma teased you about it, but of course he understood that it meant a lot, he's not as stupid as he seems. He laughed about it and made fun of it, but he caught himself thinking about it over and over and he wanted to feel it again. No kidding, he wants to be kissed by you again, but a little more intimate, more personal. As you can guess, he'll never admit it, maybe someday when you're in a committed relationship.

Attention: The characters and the GIF do not belong to me. All credits go to the original owners. If you want anything to be changed or removed please contact me.

[strawbxrryanime]

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲? - baji keisuke x reader

His hair. His hair that flows through silk and wavers around the night's most harshest winds. Maybe it's his way with words. The way he'd make you feel senseless, bound to control you and make you all his. Making you whimper out his name, begging him to stop being such a tease. Begging for Baji Keisuke.

What if it's the way he looks at you, bronze eyes glaring at you through the days, almost like his eyes are glowing to the sight of you. The way he ties his hair back whenever he's sophisticated upon something. The way he smirks upon teasing you so hard you're on your knees. The way his perfect body gleams perfectly for you, all muscles and strength. It's like he was made just for you.

"Mm, gonna make you mine Y/N~" Baji would mutter. "I'm going to make sure you won't walk for around three weeks~" Baji would chuckle, his chuckles, the way of knowing that you are absolutely fucked. Baji smothers your lips with his deep kisses, his tongue reaching to entangle yours quickly and fast. His kisses, deep and laced with affection, ecstasy fills the room with your moans as Baji kept kissing deep into you.

It could possibly be the way Baji takes off his clothes, his muscular body is once again gleaming for you in the moonlight. That same body that'll pin you down with brute force and make you his one and only. Baji once again smirks, that same smirk that'll provoke you into doing anything for him. That'll make you whimper in fear of what's in store. What about Baji Keisuke that makes him so attractive? The way he inserts his cock inside your tight hole as he puts you in a chokehold, the way his cock gets consumed tightly by your gummy walls as Baji grunts. Tears fill your eyes in complete euphoria as you scream out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Baji was owning you tonight, and now, there's nothing you can do about it. Maybe it's the feeling of making you helpless. Making you all vulnerable, like a wolf with its prey.

His sloppy thrusts slam against you as his cock is deeply buried down your walls within each thrust, each slam, each plap, the impact on your hole was merciless compared to Baji's hot cock. Maybe it's the way the sounds of him fucking you just absolutely pollute your ears, you're so lovesick into Baji Keisuke, and Baji sure is as well since he's wrecking your entire ass fully. His touch, slivering from your neck to your waist and body as he just keeps ramming deep into you.

Baji then kisses your neck, marking you even more, like a stinger deep through skin. "Shh..~" Baji whispered as he kept grunting, "You're so tight it's driving me crazy~" As if you didn't think it'd be crazy enough, Baji starts to go more faster, slamming every inch inside of your hole, the smell of the bedroom is so lewd now. It almost drives you insane as you grip the sheets and moan in pleasure.

Baji's smirk slowly turns upside down into a frown as his mouth opens up, this is when he feels that he's about to cum a whole load inside of you, and you better take all of it. As you kept moaning his name, his thrusts get bigger and sloppier, and his grunts become more louder. His grunts that you can play on repeat, you could ride him like a horse and crush his ballsack and give him all your love, but you know who's definitely dominating tonight.

Maybe it's the way Baji slightly whimpers, even when you point it out he still won't admit it, but he very clearly does so as the noises he makes when he's about to cum a whole lot is enough to make you turn red in the flesh. "Gonna... agh~!" Hearing those words from Baji makes you let out a lewd smile. You know Baji is attracted to you, he's extremely clingy, possessive, and easy to be jealous. So when he's treating you hard he's treating you hard. You admire all of Baji, the way of everything about him is enough to send butterflies to your stomach, even when it feels like he's fully ramming it too.

The sounds of his cock getting more sloppier as he gets closer and closer while he's mindlessly thrusting, pounding into your hole was enough to send shivers down your spine as your eyes roll back in pleasure. Baji slaps your ass as he grabs a hold of it tightly, slamming down every inch of his cock going faster and preceding his limit as he groans and grunts to the moans and screams of you. "AGH!~ GOING TO FUCK YOU S-SO GOOD!~ AGH!~" Baji kept trying to hold it in, another component you loved about your beloved Keisuke. Poundings become even more faster and groans and grunts were exchanged.

You could now hear almost nothing but the slams of his cock, the fast strong and powerful slams, it's really because Baji is silent screaming in ecstasy right now, and he doesn't want you to see him be this weak. But you admire that side of him either way, so you lock your legs inside of him burying his cock even deeper as he thrusts, a clench sound reverberated across the whole entire room as Baji's expression has changed. "A-AGHH!~ HEY!~" Baji was left speechless as the pleasure was just so unexpected for him, you'd see Baji with such a lewd expression, eyes rolled back and all as he continued furiously pounding more and more, reaching his limit, groaning and screams being exchanged until finally, he unleashes his load inside of you.

Another thing to admire, the way his load just completely fills you up with warmth, the groans from Baji as each squirt he vigorously thrusts inside you, the moans and screams from you are undeniably amazing to him as you hold on for dear life trying to take it all inside. Baji lowering his body to kiss you more passionately. Everything about Baji Keisuke makes him so attractive, makes him the best. His cock is still buried in you, as he wraps his arms into you as a headlock kind of way as he smothers you more with kisses, you're now unwilling to escape. Then all of a sudden.

Thrust. Thrust. The poundings pick up more faster and faster as strings from the previous load stick to his cock, pounding heavily against you faster and faster. You scream out. "AH! BAJI W-WAIT!~" Baji smirks and mutters. "You've always destined to be mine. Now, I'm going to fuck you so hard to the point where all the sperm in my ballsack is gone~ And trust me, it does take a lot of time~ And I can scream, groan and grunt to you however I feel like it hm?~ Agh!~" Baji digs his fangs into your neck gently, marking you forever his.

And damn, you're really falling for him there. By the ways your eyes just rolled. It's undoubtedly a fact, everything about Baji just makes him so attractive.

[eggtartz]

Hey!! May I please request Wakasa, Izana, Mitsuya and Baji protecting the reader from a pervert? Maybe someone taking pictures of the reader at the gym, or trying to take a picture under the reader's skirt, or trying to grope the reader in the subway/bus, etc.

a/n : thankyou for requesting anon 🫶🏻

masterlist

: everyone is a menace, sexual harassment

baji keisuke

- it was recess so baji stayed in class while his other classmates was having lunch normally at the school cafe so he wanted to have a quick learning lesson

- after a while baji saw there was ten more minutes before recess was over but he haven't seen you yet so he walked down the halls to your class

- he heard some whimpering coming from your class and tried to open the door but the door was locked

- he intended to shrugged the whimpering when he couldn't hear any voices anymore until he heard a voice. your voice.

- baji didn't even hesitate to kick down the door and saw two of the seniors cornering you, while you were crying and holding a thin broom stick

- baji lunged himself on the guys, making a mess of the chairs and tables there while you try to calm him down but baji was ruthless with his punches

- it wasn't until ryusei held back baji that he calmed down a little, now looking at the two seniors bloody on the floor

- the teacher came and the two of you got released early (baji due to some injuries)

- "im sorry keisuke, i couldn't reach you"

- "idiot, that's not your fault. im sorry i didn't came there earlier i should've know"

imaushi wakasa

- it was a regular day where you would hang at the gym with benkei and wakasa but wakasa had work today so you were with benkei

- "hey y/n do you mind if i run downstairs to run the coffee machine a bit?"

- "oh no keizo go ahead!" so benkei went downstairs while you continued doing some squats

- you were wearing earbuds to concentrate more on your breathing and the music blasted through your ears too so you weren't aware of your surroundings

- there was this person behind you, they weren't too close but close enough to see you weren't paying attention towards your surroundings so they took out their phone

- after glancing around to make sure the coast is clear, they took photos of your sweating thighs and clicking sounds were heard

- they moved to take pictures of your chest too until their wrist were restrained

- "enjoying your time prick? delete those pictures"

- "wakasa? im sorry it's just-"

- "shut the fuck up and delete those pictures"

- the person hurriedly deleted the lewd photos but wakasa wasn't content in case there were backup files so he took the phone and took out the battery and memory card

- he tossed the empty phone and sent a glare to the person while approaching you

- "oh waka kun?! you're back?"

- "yes honey, how about we take a break and have some tea yeah?"

izana kukorawa

- you were going to one of his meetings to bring him so snacks but he was a bit busy so you waited outside the hideout

- after a while kakucho came to fetch you and escorted you inside the meeting room where you saw izana at the table

- "im sorry i couldn't come and get you love, i was busy" he said, looking up from his paperwork

- "oh it's okay izana, continue your meeting and i'll sort out these snacks at the table how do think about that?"

- "oh the members would like that so much love, thankyou" izana continued his work and soon the meeting started

- you have packed a lot of desserts because izana's members loves sweet stuff so you took some plates from the cupboard and stack the desserts on them

- you took out the plates and placed them on the table, in front of each member

- you were happy with their reactions because each one of them gobbled the dessert quickly and smiled a lot

- that was until one particular member slapped your butt, him laughing afterwards

- "your desserts are so sweet, i wonder does that ass taste the same huh?"

- the room fell silent as your face was clearly horrified but it couldn't match your boyfriend's face

- "say that again?" he said while slowly pushing his chair

- "what? what's wrong?"

- a chair flew at his direction, knocking him out

- "say that again at my partner, punk. i'll murder you" izana said with bloodshot eyes and erratic breathing as if he's controlling his temper

- shion and mucho dragged him outside and did the beatings (kakucho gave them a look to do the work, not trusting izana to do so)

- "love? come here" izana said softly to you

- you approached him and he took off his red jacket and tied it on your waist

- "let's go home" he whispered in your ear, the only person hearing his vulnerable tone was you

takashi mitsuya

- you and mitsuya just fetch his younger siblings from school and now was riding the subway while the two girls were giggling while eating their ice cream

- suddenly the subway got a little packed so you had to stand a bit further from your boyfriend and his siblings to give space to the new people who entered

- mitsuya gestured you to sit at his seat but you refused, luna and mana were sitting in his lap because there were way too many people

- you were standing about three steps away from them when a man came behind you

- the man nearly sniffed your neck at how close he was but distanced away from him

- you didn't mind it because you thought he did it by accident

- "oniichan, the creepy guy is looking at y/n's skirt. isn't that bad?" little luna said, remembering what his brother used to teach her that people seeing under her skirt is bad

- "that's right luna, can you sit here and be good girl while i see y/n?" mitsuya let the two siblings occupied the seat while he walked to you and the man

- "so? what's with the phone?" mitsuya asked the man behind you. he hid it in time that you couldn't see it but mitsuya saw it

- "what phone?"

- "c'mon i saw that. how about you delete those pictures and i'll forgive you"

- "what's got you so riled up who're you her girlfriend?" the man asked

- "yeah im her girlfriend. can you delete those pictures now while im nicely asking?"

- the man ignored mitsuya and mitsuya was enraged but he didn't wanted to lose it because his sister's were there

- he quickly snatched the phone in the man's right pocket and went to the window and guess what he did?

- yup he threw it out the window, out from a moving subway

- "you fucker! my phone!"

- "i asked nicely and you refused so you give me no choice. oh look at that it's our stop. c'mon mana, luna. y/n?" mitsuya hold your hand and dragged you out from the packed subway

- the man stand there shocked while watching the four of you come out from the subway, mana mockingly stick out her tongue at the man

[ruubric]

~bite me~

Baji x fem!reader

╱|、 (˚ˎ 。7 |、˜〵 じしˍ,)ノ in which Keisuke Baji has always been self-conscious about his teeth.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of violence, Twilight references, slightly suggestive

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For as long as you can remember, Baji has been self conscious of his teeth. His sharp canines that flash when he smiles, and cutely poke out of his mouth once in a while. He hates them. You, on the other hand, are in love with them, and not just because they're attached to your long term crush.

"What are you, a dog?" Some of the other kids in the yard used to jeer at him. "C'mere, little Baji, c'mere!" They'd coo at him before bursting into snarky laughter.

You'd drag him away, after he got a few punches in. Gotta teach those assholes a lesson, huh?

You remembered he cried once, though he'd rather die than admit it, when Mikey teased him about his teeth after a particularly awful fight.

Baji had growled and Mikey, being his best friend, knew exactly where how to hurt him. "What, you gonna bite me, you dog?"

You remember wiping the tears off of his cheeks with your sweater. As he quietly murmured, "dogs aren't even cool. If he'd called me cat, I wouldn't have hit him so hard."

Now, several years later, and he's still self conscious but he's gotten better at hiding it. I mean, no one will be able to see how much it truly got to him if their eyes were punched enough to swell closed, right?

"Y'know, you really gotta stop beating people for making fun of you, my parents already don't like you--" you say to him after another brawl as you bandage up his scaped knuckles.

"Is it because I keep using up your bandages?" He smirks, with a cocky tilt of his head.

You roll our eyes, not giving him the triumph of seeing how his eyes on you flusters you to your very core. "Maybe." Then you sigh, "you really shouldn't let those comments get to you. Your teeth are sexy, like a vampire--"

"Vampires are blood sucking parasites," he deadpans.

You grin at him, "hey, now. Don't act like you didn't have a vampire obsession, *Edward*."

His eyes widen, and pink dusts across his cheeks, "you swore you wouldn't mention that anymore!"

You can't help it; giggling, you stand between his legs that hang off the counter in your bathroom and hug him. "Your teeth are amazing, Keisuke. You have no idea how much I want you to turn me into a vampire."

At that, the heat radiating off Baji's face nearly melts your own. "I-- You, what?"

Your stomach swoops, you love flustering him like this, so you smirk up at him, "I want you to mark me, Kei. Leave a bite mark right on my neck."

His adam's apple bobs nervously as his shaky eyes follow the line of your jaw, to the delicious swoop of your neck. Wow, a bruise right on your skin would be so pretty.

"What d'ya say, Keisuke Baji?" You practically nuzzle his nose, "wanna bite me?"

[tr-mha-fan]

🥀Memories🥀

Baji Keisuke x female reader

PART 2 HERE

AU where everyone is alive and friends until they got into a fight and went their separate ways (except you and Baji, who stayed friends and eventually dated)

⚠️Trigger Warnings ⚠️ blood, death, crying, robbery (is that even a warning???), Guns

This was just supposed to be a normal date with your boyfriend, so why?

Why could you hear muffled screams inside the cafe?

Why were their masked people, stuffing money into bags?

Why were you on your knees?

Why were you grasping your chest?

Why was there blood oozing out from between your fingers?

Why were there two bullet holes right where your heart is?

Why could you hear your boyfriend's muffled screams for you to stay awake?

Why could you see, with your blurry vision, the tears that streamed down your dear Keisuke's cheeks?

Why was Kei now carrying you on his back?

Why were your arms lightly wrapped around his neck, your grasp loosening every second?

"Y/N, stay awake, please, I'm begging you..." Keisuke's voice wavered as he spoke to you, running as fast as he could towards the nearest hospital.

"Kei..." you called, voice low and exhausted. "I won't make it, don't tire yourself."

"No! You're staying awake! You're staying with me! You're surviving this, you hear me?!" Your heart ached at your dear boyfriend, you didn't like it when his voice shook. It barely ever did. The only time you remember him being this scared was when his mom got severely injured in an accident. But, you found it hard to keep your eyes open any longer. Your eyelids felt heavier than Burj Khalifa. (This sounds kinda outta place in such a serious moment)

"I wish...I could've seen them...one last...time," a tear finally found its way out your tear glands and down your cheek.

Memories started flooding your brain in your last minutes

~

"Kei, I'm so sorry.." you shut your eyes closed as a twelve year old Baji looked at you confusedly.

"What are you talking about?"

Before you could even answer, Kazutora had already dumped a bucket of cold water on Baji's head.

"I'M SORRY!! I WAS BRIBED WITH ICE CREAM AND ANIME!!" You frantically screamed as you made your escape, Kazutora not far behind.

"COME BACK HERE YOU FUCKERS!!!" Baji angrily ran after the two of you, as you hysterically laughed.

~

"Guys look!" Sanzu barged into Toman's hideout, holding a katana in his hand.

"Wooah! A katana?! Where'd you get it from?" Chifuyu asked in awe.

"I bought it!" The proud smile on Haruchiyo's face made your mischievous demons whisper to you.

Without a second thought, you snatched the katana and took it out of its cover thingy.

"HAAH?! GIVE IT BACK!" The pink haired male called after you as you ran away, katana in hand.

"NEVER!!!" You saw Mikey in the distance and decided to mess around.

Long story short, you ended up getting lectured by Mamasuya for almost injuring Toman's president.

~

Many photos passed your mind, you and Chifuyu reading manga, you and the girls hanging out at the mall, you being Mitsuya's fashion model.

No words could explain the deep wave of regret which you felt that moment. The fight was over a trivial matter, but it ended up splitting you up. You never even got the chance to apologize to anyone.

"Kei, could you...maybe tell everyone I'm sorry? Make up with them for me, ok?"

"Y/N, you apologize to them yourself, once you get out of the hospital." The tears streaming down his face only increased.

"I'm sorry Kei, I love you..." your arms suddenly went limp around Keisuke's neck. Your skin went cold. The short frantic breaths you were heaving a second ago stopped.

Baji's steps slowed and came to a compete halt. His eyes widened, his breathing picked up.

He had, just now, and in his own arms, lost the love of his life. And what made it worse, the engagement ring in his pocket, the one he never got to give you.

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Hello there hoomans! What a lovely day for angst 😍! In case you didn't notice (I'm sure you did) this was very much inspired by Emma's death 😈)

Ahhh, I sure love writing heart breaking angst

Anyways, hope you liked it!

Kazutora out! 🐯

[katsune-nya]

I read through the kink headcanons post again and realized I got confused in my last ask. Still would love Baji trying to come on to a bitchy girl and eventually win her, though.

LATE BUT HERE. I'M SORRY.

Made it gender neutral but he calls you "pretty".

Struggled a bit with keeping it in character but:

2. “Your hands are warm.”

4. “I could just stare at you forever.” “Creep.”

It was a week before christmas, you were doing some shopping for gifts to give your loved ones, the streets of tokyo were white with the light snow so you made sure to cover up before you left.

You were putting your card back into your wallet, leaving the most recent store. With your lowered gaze you don't realize someone walking in your direction. In the blink of an eye, you bump into the person.

"Hey! Watch wher-" Before he can finish, you are starting to fall back from the strenght of the accidental push.

You feel the coldness of his hand through your glove keeping you upright. After you hear the voice you look up to find a guy around your age, long black hair and nose pink from the cold. His irritated expression turns neutral, but you think you might see a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Just be careful." He says, trying to seem uninterested.

"Sorry." You mention. "But that goes both ways..." You mumble quietly. Sadly, the guy hears you.

"Huh?!" He turns to look at you again, stopping you in your tracks. On his face, you can see him trying to hold back a small smirk. "Name?" He asks.

"Why do you need to know?" Is your cold response.

"Well, you're so pretty I could just stare at you forever." He says confidently now, the smirk out in the open. You can only roll your eyes and try to continue on your way.

"Creep."

After you take two steps he's next to you walking by your side. "Hey, hey. If you really want me to go, I will, but could you give me a chance?" You stop on your tracks and turn to him, looking him up and down. "Why?" You say as you cross your arms. "Well, not to brag, but I'm hella strong." The cocky smirk is back on. "And my mom taught me how to treat people like you right... I like the attitude. Keeps things fun."

One of your eyebrows rises, who does he think he is? "And how would you treat me?" You taunt. He bows slightly and takes your hand before he takes your glove off, he lifts it to his lips and leaves a soft kiss. "The way you deserve." There's that stupid grin again. "Your hand is warm." He notes, still holding it since he didn't see a sign of rejection from you, rubbing his rough thumb on it's back. "Wanna give me your name? I can take you on a ride sometime. And I promise, I'll behave."

[amayaizphob]

Baji x Y/N texts

[makethiscanon]

I think it’s time I dumped another long-forgotten WIP on you. And it’s an entirely new fandom!

The Bathhouse: Baji x Fem!Reader x Kazutora [Part 1]

Word Count: 3k Rating: Mature (16+) Tags: First-meetings, tension/suspense, romance, slow-burn, strangers/enemies to lovers, humour, canon-divergent [Bloody Halloween didn’t happen], aged-up/future setting, Valhalla, protective Kazutora, protective Baji, Baji being Baji. Warnings: Nudity [non-smut], vulgar language, mild threat.

Please be aware this is a mature story with some suggestive themes because of the setting, but there is no smut.

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As a part-time worker at the local open-air bathhouse, you were allowed to use the facilities as often as you liked, provided it was after hours.

So, on one peaceful Tuesday evening you returned to work with an assortment of shampoos, towels, and a bottle of milk for later, then let yourself into the building with every intention of staying until you were wrinkled and all your life-stresses were gone.

Once you were out of your clothes and rinsed down, you stepped into the warm autumn air with only a book in hand, intending to get completely lost in its pages.

You made your way to your usual spot – a cosy nook at the far side of the pool; a space no wider than an armchair that was conveniently obscured from view by a large rock, then got in.

As you sank down, the warm waters got to work instantly, seeping into your aching muscles. Another day of work and agro melted off your body as you sighed and sank deeper, then your rear made contact with the bench. You tipped your head back until it touched the lip of the pool, then for just a moment you closed your eyes and enjoyed the peace of the evening.

The warm air had kept the cicadas out late today. You could hear them buzzing and chirping in the trees overhead as you sloshed around in the water to stretch your body out, while the hum of traffic in the distance made for relaxing background sounds.

Perhaps it was sad to sit naked and alone in an onsen with a book about love and nights of passion when everyone else was off having fun, but it was your idea of heaven. Your life lacked both love and passion, but it was easy to imagine with the turn of a page what it could be like. Princes, rock stars, mafia dons and heart-throbs -- only some of the realities you had wandered through while sitting at the edge of the pool. They made love look so easy.

You tended to get lost in your stories, so ensnared by the fictitious lives of the characters that you forgot the world around you, from the sounds to your surroundings, and most nights when you were alone at the bathhouse this was never a problem. But tonight…

Tonight it was.

You were finally, finally at the part in your book where the superstar admitted his feelings to the nobody-bartender, telling her that he was ready to throw his fame away if it meant they could be together. You were currently sat with only your feet in the pool and your back against the rock, your toes curled in anticipation for the much awaited kiss. The world around you was like static; a white noise to the reality you had wrapped yourself up in.

But that meant you were oblivious to the sounds around you. You did not hear the clatter of shoes or the voices that ascended the hill to the bathhouse. You did not hear someone mentioning that the lights were on, nor the person who declared gleefully that it must be open. If you heard them at all, it was only as the background chatter of people who must be staggering between bars. You did not hear them wander into the front desk, you did not hear them push and shove in delight when they thought they had the whole place to themselves for the night because some idiot had forgotten to lock up.

The noises grew fainter, and little did you realise it was because they had gone into the changing rooms to disrobe and rinse.

It was too late when you realised you weren’t alone. You only noticed when the first man came striding out onto the patio and called back to the others,

“There’s no one here. Seriously!”

You squeaked in surprise and dropped your book, then clamped your hand to your mouth.

What were people doing here? How had they gotten in?

Anxiety and regret filled you for leaving your towel in the changing rooms. If you needed to confront these late-night wannabe customers, you weren’t half as threatening or imposing when you were buck naked.

Being as quiet as you could, you slipped back into the pool then waited to see how many people you were dealing with before making any brash decisions. You sank into the water up to your neck, doing your best to hide yourself, then carefully peered around the rock to catch a glance of the newcomer.

When you saw him, your heart sank. Even at 20 yards and nothing but the dim patio lighting, you could clearly make out the intricate, dark lines and bold colours of his tattoos; the imagery of ogres and dragons spanning across his chest and the entirety of his arms.

Yakuza.

You were in trouble.

You pinned yourself to the rock, your mind reeling over what might happen if you tried to kick him out – them out. Oh god, the whole place could be crawling with thugs. You had no idea how many people were inside the changing rooms. You shut your eyes and prayed that it was only two lone idiots.

But then you heard the ruckus of other males as they came from inside, onto the patio. Feeling the world drop out below you, you sank back into the nook as slowly as you could to stop the water rippling. As you sat into the underwater bench, dread began to fill you. You couldn’t confront a gang of delinquents. You could only pray they didn’t find you, and left before the baths gave you hyperthermia.

The layout of the hot-springs meant that as long as no one came around the rock hiding you, they couldn’t see you. To the untrained eye, the rock sat on the very corner of the pool as if the perimeter had been built around it. Unless someone knew to check, they would miss the extra, square-meter pocket of water behind it that you called your comfy spot.

You heard splashing as the horde entered the pool. They laughed and were as boisterous as could be expected from a pack of unruly young men. In any other situation you would have come down on them like an iron fist, telling them to pipe down or get lost.

No one came close enough to frighten you. The waters rippled as the boys fanned out, finding their own places to relax. Now that they weren’t in one loud, indistinguishable group, you could hear what they were saying:

“This is awesome, right?”

“Hah?”

“Ya know. Like. Bet this place was left open for us. Outta respect.”

Like hell it was, you thought. Although you cursed for not checking whether you’d locked the door on the way in. Your manager was going to have your head tomorrow.

Time dragged on as you stayed in place and your bum turned numb, but overall you felt the fear ebb inside you the longer you stayed unnoticed. The boys didn’t seem interested in coming over here. It was too dark compared to the areas by the patio lights. Though they were messing around like schoolchildren at a waterpark. They didn’t have an ounce of respect for a spiritual place like this, clearly.

In all your distraction from listening to the main group of delinquents, the movements of one individual were too quiet to hear. You did not notice him swimming to the far edge of the pool to enjoy a breather from the others – the only place in the whole bath that could glimpse the space behind your rock. You did not see him squint at you, trying to figure out whether you were a small animal sat in the shadows. You did not see him swimming over as you shuffled further back into the nook, realising you had drifted from your seat over time.

But when you heard the familiar rippling sound of someone coming closer, you realised you were in trouble. Like a trapped rabbit, your lip started to tremble and you covered it with your hands, hoping to stifle your onset of panicked breathing, like you might still have a chance to go unnoticed if you stayed quiet. You closed your eyes in denial, hoping the person would change their mind and turn, but you opened them again, too afraid to face the danger blindly.

He swept into your space without warning; a single movement that told you he had not expected to find such a cramped spot back here. To his credit, he grabbed the rock with an arm to stop the collision, and for just a second his expression was that of utter shock. But no sooner had he landed his gaze on you, from your large, terrified eyes to the way you instinctively covered your chest to block his view, than his expression slipped into a grin.

“Hello, pretty girl. What are you doing here?”

You spotted the intricate tiger tattoo spanning down his neck, onto his left shoulder as he spoke with a playful manner. You tried to talk, to beg him to go away, but the words clogged in your throat as you looked into his golden eyes and saw a madness that couldn’t be reasoned with.

He cocked his head, leaning his arm against the rock to listen to you.

“Hm? What was that?”

You forced a single word out, feeling your safety slipping away under his gaze.

“Please...”

But a voice interrupted his response, calling from across the pool.

“What are you doing, Kazutora?”

You inhaled sharply, waiting for him to declare your presence to the others. The young man’s grin slipped and he cocked his head further, a genuine curiosity falling over his features as he watched you – watched the way you gripped your hands tighter around your mouth as your fingers trembled and your gaze pleaded with him not to give your place away.

Then his grin grew wider.

He moved closer to you, watching with an unblinking gaze as you closed your eyes. With a splash he pressed himself to you, pushing his lips to the shell of your ear. Then he whispered,

“Don’t make a sound, pretty girl. I’ll be back later.”

He pinned you to the edge of the pool. You had no time to worry about his naked skin pushing up against yours when it lasted only a second before he pulled back, responding to your dumbstruck expression with an impish smile. He had your book. He pressed a finger to his lips with a meaningful stare then waggled the book back and forth to silently declare he was taking it. Then with a fast, powerful kick, he zipped backwards through the water, disappearing from view.

“I found a book!”

His declaration was met by a chorus of unimpressed grumbles, and one not-so-happy retort of, “Kazutora, the fuck? Thought you’d found something interesting back there.”

“Yeah. Books are good.”

“Since when?”

Though the guys did not sound all too convinced by this Kazutora’s passion for books, they did seem to find it funny.

You waited, expecting someone else to appear and find you, but they never did. And as you waited, and as you heard the odd thug swimming close to your hiding spot, you heard Kazutora’s voice again and again, calling them away. One excuse after another, he halted their track towards you. It was daunting to give your safety to a complete stranger, and a yakuza member no less, but for whatever reason, he really was keeping you hidden.

The haze of the bathhouse seeped deeper into your lungs as you waited for them to leave. Your cheeks felt hot, and the world swayed whenever you stopped paying attention to the gang. Feeling woozy from the heat, you pressed your forehead against the rock, desperate for its cooling touch. You couldn’t last much longer out here. Surely they had to be ready to leave soon.

It wasn’t much longer after you pleaded for such a miracle that you heard his now-familiar voice calling out.

“Stay here if you’re planning to wrinkle up like an old man’s ball sack. I’m going for drinks. See ya later.”

You wondered if Kazutora was bored of protecting you, happy to leave you in fate’s hands, but to your greatest surprise the other boys started laughing.

“Wait up. First round’s on you.”

“Booze over bathhouses any day, mate.”

“Let’s hit up Atsushi’s spot. See if that twerp’s picked up any better women yet.”

They started to leave.

You dared to place your hand on your heart, feeling it beating like a bee’s wing as the courtyard grew quieter and quieter. You waited and listened, shocked and thankful that Kazutora’s plan was working as the boys climbed out of the pool in dribs and drabs. You waited as the voices died and the sounds of splashing vanished. You waited until it was only you and the distant noise of rambunctious boys in the changing rooms. You waited until it was only you, the cicadas and the faint sounds of traffic in the distance. You waited.

You waited.

Then a lock clicked into place.

The world fell out from under you. You weren’t alone. And someone had just trapped you out here with them.

The heat of the pool already had you feeling sick and weak. Your breaths were raspy and shallow, but you did your best to keep your wits, fearing what could happen. The vast majority of boys were gone for sure; you had heard them walking down the hill towards the bars, but one must have stayed behind. You hoped and prayed it was Kazutora, not because you expected any sort of saintliness from him, but you would rather the devil you knew than the devil you didn’t.

“Oi.” A deep voice rumbled from the patio. You knew at once that it was not Kazutora. There was an authority to this voice that did not fit the personality of the deranged, golden-eyed guy you had seen before.

“Get out here,” he growled, and you realised this man wasn’t playing games. You debated what to do. There weren’t many places to hide – he would find you soon enough if you stayed put – but he had blocked your escape into the changing rooms, and the fences surrounding the baths were too tall to climb. You only had one option. You just hoped it would work in your favour.

You trembled as you pulled yourself up from the bench. Your legs felt like lead. It took all your willpower to move forward, listening to the man talking as you waded out from behind the rock with your arms across your chest for protection.

“Kazutora would rather gouge his eyes out than read something. You’re the one he was keeping safe so get out here and… oh…”

His words died as his gaze fell on you, and you caught your first look at the young man holding you prisoner. Sharp brown eyes; long, black hair pulled back into a ponytail; and a strong body that would have absolutely no trouble stopping you if you tried to run. He was sitting on the patio quite casually with his legs in the water and a towel around his middle, and just as you had feared, he was blocking your path to the changing rooms. He was staring at you, but what had started as an aggressive glare was now nothing but shock. Clearly he had not expected to see someone like you when he had told you to come out.

But his aggressive glare reappeared as soon as he caught hold of his senses.

“Are you out of your fucking mind?” He snapped, and you flinched at the accusatory tone. He gestured to you as a whole. You sank into the water up to your chin, hiding your body. His intense glare was unnerving. Strangely, you felt like a child being scolded by her father, and though you couldn’t understand this situation fully, you knew you weren’t allowed to answer back.

“What are you doing here by yourself in the middle of the fucking night? I can’t even—” he smoothed his hand over his wet hair, seemingly unable to comprehend your stupidity. “I don’t care if you rented the place out or you work here or what— why didn’t you lock yourself in? Where is your towel? Do you have any idea how much danger you were just in? Do you know who you were hiding from— or what would have happened if Kazutora hadn’t found you first?”

His grunt of frustration cut off his rant, and an uncomfortable knot twisted up inside you, hearing that you had been in exactly the kind of danger you had worried about being in. The fact this guy’s anger seemed to stem from his concern for your wellbeing made you realise you had gotten off easy.

Though that begged the question, if this guy had such a problem with how his gang behaved, why was he hanging around with them?

You couldn’t say you felt safe around this guy – indeed, he exuded a natural amount of aggression without even trying – nor were you done with attempting your escape; yet before you managed to take one step forwards or even open your mouth to defend your actions, a haze took over your vision. Your skin that had been sweating for some time turned clammy and uncomfortable. The steam made it hard for you to breathe. The world span around you. The heat of the baths finally took hold.

“Oi, what’s up with you?”

His words fell silent on your ears. The last thing you saw before you slipped unconscious was how he heaved himself off the patio, down into the pool with alarm in his eyes.

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PART 2: [HERE]

[WRITING MASTERLIST]

[bontenberry]

Died young and sexy, yet it was underserved

[haitaniapologist]

SAY YOU LIKE ME.

pairings — baji keisuke x matsuno!reader.

warnings — yn is chifuyu's older sister, fluff, a bit of insecurities, they're kids and they're in love, some spoilers of the spin off (nothing too detailed), reader is called princess, crying in the street, enemies to lovers ish.

word count — 2.1k

notes — this is originally a request from @chiaki3nanami so thank you bby for it!!!! also this is in the same universe of my two chifuyu's sister!reader, favorite crime and all for us, so treat it as like ,,, a spin off of some sorts? and maybe a remake of yn's and baji's relationship described in favorite crime, due to the new information we have because of the bajifuyu spin off. anyways, i hope you guys will like it !!!!

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“stop beating my little brother.” 

keisuke never thought his first interaction with his cute neighbor would be like that — a black cat that he was sure it was peke j cuddled in your arms, your hair loose and an angry expression on your face. it was cute, and you were cuter, and he couldn't help but try to look more manly in front of you. at least you knew about his fighting skills, and didn't see him as just the nerd with funny glasses and slicked hair. 

“your little brother?” he didn't know your name, of course. he saw you once in school, surrounded by other girls while you were reading a book in lunch break, and followed you home to make sure no one was going to mess you — just to discover you lived in the same building as him. 

you furrowed your eyebrows. adorable. “don't act as if you don't know what i'm talking about, baji.” you almost spat and, if the circumstances were different, he would already be ready to fight you. “chifuyu. he's only twelve, i'm afraid that if you punch him too much he'll become dumb like you.” 

“that hurts, princess.” you opened your mouth to say a witty remark — that he shouldn't call you princess or anything like that because you weren’t friends — but you noticed that he was enjoying it when you spat back at him. that was confusing — he was a cute boy, and even if your heart raced whenever he looked down at you, especially when you felt his gaze on you in school, you were there as chifuyu's older sister. nothing more, of course, but his demeanour made your cheeks burn and you were glad excalibur was with you, or else would've already slapped him across the face multiple times. 

“it was supposed to hurt.” you replied, almost ready to go to your home and pretend nothing happened. your brother would be embarrassed if he knew what you did, but you couldn't help and not do anything. he was your baby brother, and you hated when you found him with bruises and blood whenever he had the decency to wait for you to go back home with you. or when your mother told the school called again to say chifuyu was in a fight, asking if you do something. 

and that was what you were trying to do. 

“if i know chifuyu got in another fight because of you, baji keisuke, i swear i will—”

“go on a date with me?” he cut you, and you just looked at him dumbfounded. 

you opened your mouth a few times, but closed it as soon as your lips parted. you didn't know what to say to him, never expecting him to ask you out — if the circumstances were others, you would be blushing and a puddle of shyness in front of him, but you were more angry than flattered that he was asking you on a date. 

“i think i have some peyang yakisoba in the kitchen, i can heat some water and we can eat and then—”

“i will not go on a date with you!” you exclaimed, startling excalibur in your arms. “you're a delinquent and annoying, and my mom told me to take care with boys like you! and you're making my little brother's attitude worse than it is!” you tried to explain, ignoring the flash of hurt that crossed his eyes — but that hurt became something else, something that you couldn't decipher. “so no. i will not go on a date with you.” you were sure you had made your point clear, storming off his front door. 

“that's what we'll see, princess!” you rolled your eyes at his voice, feet already taking you up to your home again. 

you tried to ignore the way your heart was beating inside your chest, ignoring the curious look on your mom's face when you went straight to your room, too. 

— 

you tried to ignore baji keisuke as much as you could, but studying at the same school as him, your brother being his new friend and living in the same building as him, was a bit difficult. 

he didn't bother you so much at school. he had a different persona there, of a nerd and studious guy, just like you were. but you could still hear his calls of ‘princess’ and ‘matsuno-chan’ whenever you were near. but you ignored him, of course, always walking away with your friends or pretending to ignore him by reading one of your books. but he was persistent, nonetheless — always trailing behind you, always accompanying you back home when he wasn't with your brother, always putting small notes on your table. 

you hated him. 

your mother could notice something was happening between her daughter and ryoko's son — it was even funny to see it, you fighting against your feelings while keisuke trailed behind you like a lost puppy. chifuyu wanted to throw up every time baji started asking about you, but there wasn't any other guy he would trust enough to date you. it was his place as the only man in the family to make sure you would date someone worthy of your love. your dad wasn’t around anymore, but chifuyu would do what he would’ve done if he was alive.

“he really likes you, you know.” chifuyu said one afternoon after you three arrived in the building — an afternoon that he wasn't embarrassed enough to be seen with you — and you just rolled your eyes. 

you opened the door to your home, being greeted by peke j — the new lame name of your brother's cat, given by baji — and you kneeled down to scratch the space between his ears. “i'm being serious, y/n.” you pretended you weren't hurt not being called y/n-nee by your little brother, and you just sighed. 

“well, i don't like him, so tell him that, chifuyu.” it was what you said before storming out to your room, cheeks red and hands sweating. 

“not like him, my ass.”

you really thought you didn't like baji keisuke, until a fateful day after winter holiday. 

— 

chifuyu said he wouldn’t walk you home, because he didn’t want people to see him much with you. that was hurting your feelings, of course, but you understand him a bit — he was now the vice captain of the first division of the tokyo manji gang, baji’s new best friend and respected by everyone from school and outside of it. why would he want people to see him with you, his older sister? you were just a nerd, someone that was always with her nose in a book, never broke the rules and was always a teacher pleaser. 

his total opposite. 

but you didn’t like how cold he was with you, and you walked away with tears in your eyes — but you held your head high. you were still older than him, one grade above him and his sister. he would hear so much when he arrived home. you would make sure he would never make you cry again, because what hurt the most was not the fact that he didn’t want to walk you home, but because you felt as if he was exchanging you for baji. you felt as if he preferred him over you, and it hurt. 

but you wiped your tears, hands holding the straps of your bag with more strength than necessary, heavy steps in the fine line of snow in the street. you just wanted to arrive home and lock yourself in your room — you knew your mom would be worried, more than normal. chifuyu was arriving more beat up from school and always sneaking up with baji, and you were more inside your room than ever, especially when you heard keisuke’s voice inside your house. but you didn’t know how to put your feelings in words, because you didn’t want to acknowledge them. 

because then you would come to terms that maybe you didn’t hate baji keisuke like you thought you did for the last six months. 

the redness of your cheeks whenever he called you princess, or the way your heart raced whenever you caught a glimpse of his black hair wasn’t hatred, and you knew that. but it was easier to pretend it was, because you knew he only saw you as a challenge. as soon as you accepted going on a date with him, everything would be over — maybe he would kiss you, and that was it. it would start and end with the same quickness, and it would leave with that you were preventing. 

heartbreak. 

pretending to hate him was for the best, of course. someday he would forget about you and move on, and then you would be able to move on, too. he seemed to be doing that already, and it kind of hurt too, not seeing him chasing you around school or calling your name through the halls. 

you sighed, but your eyebrows quickly furrowed, hearing someone calling your name.

“y/n!” you turned around to be met with keisuke’s red orbs, and it felt as if everything you were trying to hold back came crashing like a waterfall. the tears couldn’t stop going down your eyes, and if things were normal, you would’ve laughed at baji’s panicked expression.

but you kept crying, crying like a baby, loud sobs and fat tears on your cheeks — and your face was met with a warm and sturdy chest, your body enveloped between arms that made you feel safe. 

your sobs and tears stopped gradually with the amount of his warmth that enveloped you, your arms weakly holding the back of his winter jacket. it wasn’t fair that he was so war, no fair that he smelled so good, no fair that his arms seemed to be made to hug you — because it seemed as if he knew how much pressure you liked in your skin, how you liked your head to be when hugging someone. it was as if baji keisuke was inside your head and he knew everything about you. 

that made you tighten your hold on him. 

keisuke held your face even closer to his chest, long fingers stroking your head as if you were peke j who wanted a few scratches after killing a mouse or a bird. you two stayed like that for a few moments, basking in each other’s presence — you were too afraid to let go of him and he said it was just a prank, or worse: that he liked you as a friend. keisuke, in the other hand, was terrified of you returning to your normal self, of scowling and of not talking with him. he shouldn’t be, of course, as he was the captain of toman’s first division and he shouldn’t be such a coward, but that was your effect on him. 

but he needed to know something. maybe if it would hurt. 

“do you really hate me?” 

the question hung in the air for a few minutes, and you could almost taste it in your tongue — it was bittersweet, filled with pent-up frustration of months. but you shook your head negatively, trying to formulate words that would express what you really felt.

keisuke let you, his hands still holding you tight. 

“i just… chifuyu is always with you. i feel like i’m not his sister anymore.” you admitted, cheeks red with embarrassment. “maybe i’m jealous? i can’t explain. i just want my baby brother back.” you sighed, closing your eyes. “and you’re the type my mom told me to stay away from, and i don’t want to have my heart broken by you.” 

that earned a chuckle from him, and even you giggled. it sounded stupid saying all of that out loud — because even though baji was a deliquent and he loved violence, he was sweet and kind too, and your mother loved him. “if you knew how chifuyu speaks of you, princess, you would never feel as if you aren’t his sister anymore.” his hands traveled from your waist to hold your face and, for the first time, you really looked at his eyes. to their brownish red color, to the warmth pooling from them. but you felt embarrassed, knowing that your brother spoke about you to his gang members. “and about your heart, i promise i’ll take great care of it, y/n. just give me and my peyang yakisoba a chance, please?”

“lead the way then, kei.”

only if you knew how broken your heart would be after you lost him in halloween.

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[beeing1alive]

Turning on Tokyo Revengers boys without knowing it pt.1

f.t.: Mikey (Manjirō Sanō); Draken (Ken Ryūgūji); Mitsuya (Takashi Mitsuya); Baji (Keisuke Baji); Chifuyu (Chifuyu Matsuno); Kazutora (Kazutora Hanemija)

Warning: Nsfw content, minors do not interact

Mikey:

can't help but get a hard-on when he sees you sitting on his motorbike

especially when it's summer and you're wearing short clothes

his gaze veils slightly, he draws the air through his teeth slightly and watches every movement you make

i'm not going to lie, he's never got hard so fast

Without hesitation, he ran over to you and sat on his motorbike with you, just to kiss you a little more intimately than he wanted to

you can always tell if he's Horney when he kisses you extremely kinky in public

Draken:

Gets hard the fastest when you wear his clothes

I think we can all agree when I say that he has a size kink

I mean, he just can't help it when he sees you in his clothes, which are obviously way too big for you

especially when you're wearing one of his shirts and otherwise just a pair of panties

his eyes would darken slightly and he would slowly move towards you to tell you that he has a big little problem in his trousers and that you could help him with it

Mitsuya:

jealousy turns him on immensely

I mean, I know he doesn't look it so much, but he gets rock hard in seconds when he sees you talking to another boy for a little too long

a chiselled smile appears on his handsome face and he tries as hard as he can to hide the ever-growing and pulsating bulge in his trousers, which he manages to do quite well

as soon as you and the boy are ready, he pulls you behind him, gently but firmly

the moment you arrive in a quiet corner, you are his

Baji:

nothing turns him on more than seeing you in a leadership position

I mean, when you assert yourself and do all those leader things

he'll sit still, his eyes veil slightly and he watches every little move you make

I'm not even lying when I say that he just sits there and a slight, barely noticeable blush spreads across his face as he notices his trousers getting tighter in a matter of seconds

Chifuyu:

gets hard within a few seconds if he sees you in short clothes

for example, shorts and a revealing shirt

he is just too innocent and would blush extremely and in rare cases get a nosebleed too

if he feels confident enough, he'll snuggle up to you from behind so you can feel his hard boner pressed against your bum, which doesn't make it any better for him

he'll gently give you a sweet kiss on the neck and tell you that you know how much it turns him on when you wear revealing clothes

Kazutora:

turns him on most of the time when you're sitting or lying on his lap

the first few times this happened, he was very uncomfortable because you felt it directly when he got hard and he can't hide it

when he's feeling very horny, he tries to move his hips against your bum to create friction

if you're also wearing short clothes, he'll almost come in his trousers at the slightest touch

I mean, that divine view of you, in short clothes, on his lap, pressed against his hard cock

he just can't help it, so don't be angry with him

Here is pt.2

Attention: The characters and the GIF do not belong to me. The credits go to the original owners. If you want anything to be changed or removed, please contact me.

[strawbxrryanime]

https://www.tumblr.com/strawbxrryanime/743963978320019457/hey-this-kinda-seems-a-lil-dumb-but-baji-is-my?source=share

I'm just thinking about him bc he's just so tall and strong and muscular and I just want him to hug me and protect me.I'm literally just thinking about him making me dumb on his fat cock and breeding me senseless and then taking care of me.

(Also just imagining him just taking care of me)

loving this idea <3 and just imagine what he could do with his hands...

imagine. - the heights of pleasure

"Shhh... my love, nothing's ever going to come between us~" Baji would contantly whisper, it's that whisper that gets you already to your knees, losing your stature. Baji's big strong and muscular body, just wrapping around your waist tightly. Making you feel like the best person in the whole wide world, making you feel like you're his, and he's yours.

Baji's bronze eyes, his veiny hands, the way it feels and slides around you, the way it teases you. The way he constantly craves for you. The way you're addicted to his touch, the way he'd mutter utter sweetness into your ear that you could play day to night like a love song. Baji's love for you was always affectionate, a way to claim you his.

Your eyes roll back as you moan without a care in the world on his fat, veiny cock. Baji is unraveled and thrilled at the heights of pleasure he's giving you. You'd always open up to him, and he'd always protect you no matter what. It's the way you were made dumb by riding him, trying to do it all on your own but as you try to take in all of his length by slowly going down, you're immediately left convulsing with your mouth ready to scream.

Baji would go rough on you most times, he'd fuck you dumb and keep breeding you, he'd feel all of you, your tight gummy walls as you craved for his cock, your senseless face as you rolled your eyes back to make a perfect picture for Baji to endlessly play in his mind over and over. As he fucks you senseless, slamming his length down you, he'd always come to whisper. He'd praise you for riding him, for at least trying to make it.

Baji had always spent the nights thinking about you every single day, perhaps even still trying to spell your first name correctly, but who cares? Because you can't form a single sentence right now, you were too dumb on his girthy cock to even notice the distractions in the background, and Baji was too busy fucking you in the moment to notice either.

As Baji cums inside of you mostly, and you've been fucked dumb, he comes to treat you. Baji praises you, cleans you up, helps you walk or at least try to move your legs, and Baji smirks as he hugs you and holds you close and kisses your neck, marking you all the way to your lips, and engulfs your tongue with a passionate long kiss in the moonlight.

"I'm going to take real good care of you Y/N~" Baji would constantly whisper, he's going to protect you like there's no tomorrow, as he hugs you and caresses your cheek.

[eggtartz]

Hello!! How are you doing? I had a request for you. Can you please do The Tokyo Revengers characters(Baji, Mitsuya, Ran and Rindou) try this on the reader? Like teasing them? Thank you!

a/n : im doing well anon i hope you fell good too <3 thankyou for requesting this and enjoy 🫶🏻

masterlist

baji

- bastard would tease the shit out of you please-

- he would tie your hair up while you're watching some movies and gives kisses on your neck then gives gentle nips to bruise the skin

- his hand started to go under your skin that was covered in his shirt

- until he suddenly pulled away and you're like????

- "huh? what's wrong babe? you were expecting something?"

- if i were you i'll take the hair band and use it like a slingshot to aim at his face

mitsuya

- there's thoughts behind those lazy eyes.. and they're not too beneficial for you unfortunately

- you were cutting vegetables at the kitchen counter when he suddenly hugged you from behind

- mitsuya started to inhale your neck, giving a groan from the scent

- he also started panting, like breathing really quickly and loudly

- and suddenly he whispered "do you know where's the flour is?"

- "huh?"

- "the flour honey? mana and luna said they wanted to bake some cake?" he STILL whispered

- you shakingly said it's in the cupboard and then he's cheerfully saying thanks "😆", leaving you very confused in the kitchen

rindou

- he would not be too brave to tease you in real life, he's too shy plus he doesn't think he can.. contain.. himself..

- so he texted you saying something like..

- SOMETHING LIKE

- "babe do you think im tasty?" yeah you at work was perplexed seeing the text

- you blushed furiously "i mean.. i've only had it once rin.. so is that like an invitation for a second time or-?" you texted back

- mfs giggling for sure "what? but i haven't cooked for you before?" he texted back

- then he texted again "oh a typo. do you think my cook's tasty? woops sorry babe"

- you wanted to smash your head againts your desk "haitani..."

ran

- this little shit

- he offered to do some chores while you were cooking so he took the broom

- yeah, imagine those cartoons having lightbulbs on their head when they have ideas? yup, ran had that exact moment

- he was sweeping the floor while you remained oblivious, absorb in making dinner

- until he approached you and swiftly lifted you on the kitchen counter

- you almost, ALMOST wrapped your arm around his neck and your legs around his waist until he pulled away and continued sweeping

- you were sitting in the kitchen counter, very confused but frustrated as well

- i would honestly throw a spoon at his head 🧍

[tr-mha-fan]

🥀Memories Pt. 2 🥀

An epilogue for 'Memories'

Part 1 here

⚠️TW:⚠️ Check part 1 AND selfharm

"I'm sorry Kei, I love you..." your arms suddenly went limp around Keisuke's neck. Your skin went cold. The short frantic breaths you were heaving a second ago stopped.

Baji's steps slowed and came to a compete halt. His eyes widened, his breathing picked up.

He had, just now, and in his own arms, lost the love of his life. And what made it worse, the engagement ring in his pocket, the one he never got to give you.

He couldn't understand why.

Why did it have to be you?

Why were you the one standing in the shooting range of those scumbags?

Why wasn't it him?

Why were you the one who died?

Why didn't he save you?

"I'm the worst..." Came Keisuke's worn out voice, gripping his hair. He hadn't slept in days. Not since that day.

He barely ate unless his mother forced the food down his throat. His eye bags were growing more visible by the second.

Chifuyu, the only friend who stayed by you guys' side after the fight, would pass by everyday. The poor blond was worried for his friend. He knew how much it hurt, you were his best friend. It hurt him losing you, too.

But, seeing the person he looked up to in such a state, his heart shattered more than once since your funeral.

Poor Chifuyu stopped by you and Baji's shared apartment- now only Baji's apartment- to cook. He would clean up, gather all the beer cans, the cigarette butts.

His heart ached.

Today wasn't any different. Chifuyu woke up, showered, changed, skipped breakfast, and made his way to Keisuke's place.

The young male rang the doorbell, but, like usual, there was no answer. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a spare key (you gave it to him a while back since you trust him) and unlocked the front door.

As usual, he cooked breakfast for the depressed ravenette who barely left his room, unless he wants to drink more.

"Baji-san?" Chifuyu called out, peeking through the bedroom door. "I made you breakfast."

No answer. Chifuyu sighed, knowing he won't be getting one.

"I'll leave the tray here, please eat." With that, he left the room, which used to smell like flowers and perfume, that now reeks of alcohol and smoke.

"I'll clean up the bathrooms today," Chifuyu mumbled to himself.

After picking up the dirty pile of laundry from the bathroom floor, Chifuyu put the clothes in the washer, returning to the bathroom with a broom and Clorox (I hate the smell of this thing but it's necessary when cleaning😒)

Putting the spray bottle of cleaning liquid on the counter, Chifuyu leaned down to the floor, picking up a small box. "Hm? What's this?"

Oh, only if he hadn't seen it. If only he ignored it. Put it up somewhere without opening it. He really wished he had, for now, he was sitting on the bathroom floor, bawling his eyes out once more.

Why? Why is the world so cruel?

There, inside that small box, was an engagement ring. But, that wasn't it. That wasn't what made the young man cry.

It was the bloody blade beside it.

Chifuyu sprung off the floor, speeding towards the main bedroom.

"Baji-san!!" Chifuyu cried out, anger apparent in his voice. He instinctively glanced towards the food tray, sighing a breath of relief when he saw that the cup of water was half empty. The food was untouched, but At least he drank something other than beer.

Keisuke made no movements, as if completely ignoring Chifuyu's presence.

"Baji-san! What is this?!" The green (blue???) Eyed boy asked, facial expressions much softer than his voice.

No answer.

Chifuyu noticed the tip of a white bandage peeking out from beneath the long sleeved shirt Baji was wearing. Eyes filling with worry, he shook the black haired male, trying to wake him up. But to no avail.

Matsuno pulled the covers off of Baji, pretty roughly, but what he saw underneath...horrified him.

.

.

.

Right there

Right beside his best friends body, was an opened pill bottle, only a few pills left inside.

.

.

Chifuyu's eyes warily glanced at the cup on the bedside table which was half full.

He couldn't believe his eyes. He shook Keisuke more, "Baji-san! Baji-san?!" Voice panicked, he didn't know what to do.

Quick! Check his heartbeat! His brain whispered.

Grabbing Baji's wrist, and pressing his thumb to the (arteries? Veins? I really don't know) he felt... Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

.

.

His knees gave up on him, falling to the floor. Eyes wide, tears streaming down his cheeks like waterfalls.

.

.

Is he really going to have to attend a second friend's funeral in less than a month?

Hehe, I hope I hurt your heart.😈 My heart ached writing this honestly, but I had to! I had another idea in mind but things decided to go this way and I like it better anyway!

Kazutora out!

[katsune-nya]

Baji x GN!Reader texts

Sfw but some are suggestive.

I was scrolling through Pinterest and saw some texts, some reminded me of Keisuke so, enjoy.