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vquacki · 4 years ago

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Fake Hickey

Fake hickey pt.1

Characters: BONTEN - Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo,

Warning ⚠︎︎ : Mature content, cussing, MINORS DNI

Note : Izana part 3 will be up soon >.< also, I prob will be making another part to this with more characters so! anyways- enjoy. <3

R I N D O U

Scheming this prank ever since you saw the trend circling youtube. Getting a pretty hilarious reaction out of every significant other that unfortunately had this prank on them. This would be pay back for all the long nights Rindou had left you alone for Bonten.

You straddled Rindou’s lap, lights dim with a movie playing in the background. Nose nuzzling closer into the crook of your boyfriend's neck, hands wrapped tightly around the purple-nettes.

��Y/N, I have work tomorrow. Let’s move to the bed, yeah?” Rindou yawned, his breath brushing lightly over your ear.

“But I'm so comfy~” you whined, backing up a little just to see the boy's expression, peppering kisses all over the males face. Trying to win him over, allowing the two of you to stay on the couch, hip to hip.

As you leaned in, you felt a hand stop you. Placed on your shoulder, he held you back. His tired face fading away to a serious one.

“Y/N what's on your neck.” At that point it had been hours since he came home. The lights were already dulled, making it harder to see the purple like bruise on your neck. You had completely forgotten about your mischievous prank until he pointed it out.

“Hmm? What are you talking about?” You questioned him, pushing back the grin you had hidden behind your lips.

“Dont play dumb” he hissed, grabbbing the back of your neck, forcing you to crane it to the side. Your neck on full display for him.

“Rin, what do you mean?” you winced as you tried pulling away from his grasp. His brows knitted together as a frown appeared on his face. His patience running low by the second.

He let out a frustrated chuckle, hooking his arms under your thighs. Picking you up before practically slamming you down on the couch, him on top of you. Having the air knocked out of you, struggling to get in a breath before his hand grasped at you.

One of his hands on the side of your head as a support beam while the other one was holding your face. His index and thumb holding your chin, a smirk plastered on his lips.

His body in between your legs, while he just stared down at you.

“Baby, I know you didn't cheat on me. So let me ask you a question.” he licked his bottom lip before leaning a tad bit closer to your face.

“Where'd you get the bruise?” his eyes traveling down to your neck.

“It was a straightener burn” you lied. Rindou scoffed before rolling his eyes, his tongue poking the hollow of his cheek in annoyance.

“You should know better than to lie to me, straight to my face too? Ouch” He said sarcastically before he bit the inside of his cheek, trying to suppress his anger.

Seeing this side of him every once in a while was so pleasant. You didn't mind that he was literally about to lose his temper and scream in your face.

“I'll ask you one more time before I actually get serious” his finger that was placed on your chin slowly tracing down the center of your jaw bone, before harshley gripping the base of your neck in his palm. His slender fingers wrapping around you.

“What is it?” his sentence laced with venom, his voice was stern as he tightened his grip around your neck. Judging by his tone, you were definitely going to be in for it if you didn't answer quickly.

You let out a giggle, “baby its makeup” you smiled as you waited for his face to unravel. Still slightly unconvinced, he didn't let his facial expression falter too much.

“Look” you grabbed his hand that was still on your neck, turning his palm around to face him. There was a slight smudge on his palm. Along with the ‘bruise’ that was covered by his hand previously, the purple mark still visible to the eye but faded.

“Your so stupid” Rindou sighed before releasing your limbs, walking away to your shared bedroom.

“Rin waittt~”

R A N

“Good afternoon doll” Ran smiled as he watched you hop into the passenger side of his car.

Smiling back, you strapped yourself in. Setting your belongings in your lap.

“Let’s go to the corner store real quick, I'm craving some candy” You spoke, sliding your hair onto the opposite side of your shoulder, exposing your neck. Picking up your phone, scrolling through random apps, waiting for him to even notice.

“Mm okay” Ran replied, his hand twisting the key starting the car's engine. Looking back up at you, about to ask a question before his hand dropped from the steering wheel. From the corner of your eye you could make out his speechless expression.

“What babe, I can see you staring.” You turned your head, making eye contact with the lazy eyed male.

“Am I that cute today? You like my outfit?” You purred anticipating his reaction.

Snapping out of his gaze, he smiled.

“You're gorgeous, but I do have a question” Ran leaned on the glovebox, his head on his palm.

“What’d you do at your friend's house?” Not even mentioning the bruise he saw, just to see if you'd lie to him.

Earlier that day, Ran dropped you off at your friend's apartment, where you came up with the idea to even prank him in the first place. Toying around with the makeup as your friend watched in a giggling fit.

“We watched a movie and just had girl talk. Why?” you lied, dropping your stare back down at your phone. Scared that he’d be able to see right through you.

“Nuh uh uh, try again” his pointer finger waving in disapproval. His free hand slithering its way to your thigh, giving it a light pinch.

“What the hell Ran?” you winced as you rubbed the red mark on the side of your thigh. “But that's all we did” you answered, not wanting to get pinched by the male for a second time.

“Shame on you! How could you lie straight to my face doll. That really hurts.” He frowned.

With a ‘tsk’ he tugged the device from your hand. Tapping your phone a few times before he moved the device up to your face. A camera click could be heard before he turned the screen to face you.

“Huh? What's that?” playing dumb as you grabbed the phone from his hand. Dropping the device in your lap, your hand pulling down the sun visor. Opening the mirror as you tried to look at the mark upon your neck.

“Babe I don't know what that is,” you continued, looking back at your boyfriend. The apparent look of disappointment was clear on his face.

He stayed quiet, just staring at you. Not a single movement from him, you didn't know what to do at that point. His silence indicating he was in thought.

“Ran its-” before you could say anything else, a hand came close, wrapping around the back of your neck pulling you close to him.

His free hand swiped at his tongue as he made swift movement, pressing his thumb on the ‘bruise’. A yelp escaped from your lips as you felt the cold touch.

“Its coming off” Ran’s smile returned as he rubbed circling motions on the mark, with each brush it faded.

“Damn it Ran, you didn't let me finish” You whined as you pulled away from him.

“Baby you can't outsmart me” He smirked in triumph.

S A N Z U

“C'mere sweet cheeks” , noticing the purple mark as soon as you walked through the kitchen door. Where Sanzu sat, feet kicked up with pills plastered all over the table messily.

“Haru, what did I say about doing this shit in the kitchen?” a sigh escaped your lips as you set your phone on the counter. Leaning against the marble island, arms crossed.

“Baby, come here real quick” Sanzu motioned towards him, ignoring your remark. Removing his feet from the table. He looked unfazed, but internally he was having a whole mental breakdown.‘Could you really be cheating on him?’.

Raising a brow, you steadily pranced towards him. Standing right before him, “what is it?”. His hand reached for your arm, pulling you down low enough for him to have a good look.

Sanzu’s free hand reached for your face, caressing your cheek tilting it to the side. His heart sank as he examined the mark, though it didn't show on his face. A completely opposite reaction was shown before you.

“Oh baby I don't mind harmless flirting but a hickey? Your quite bold Y/N” Sanzu grinned as he stood up, making you stumble back at his sudden motion.

“What are we in middle school?” he teased, walking around you. Making his way to the counter, where your phone was.

“A hickey? What the hell are you on about?” you turned around, rubbing the nape of your neck, nervously. You fumbled with the hem of your shirt, thinking about all the outcomes that could happen from this current situation.

You could possibly die from this, as Sanzu didn't take well to traitors. But this was all worth it just to see the bits of jealousy radiating from the man.

“Even if it was a hickey, it's probably from you Haru.” you gave him an excuse, knowing damn well the drugie wouldn't buy it.

“Why would I give you a hickey? All of Japan knows you’re mine” He laughed in disbelief, covering half of his face with his hand. His head was spinning from the adrenaline, plus the situation he was in. It couldn't get any better than this.

“Let's take a look at this phone, then we’ll know for sure. Won't we?” He picked up the device, already knowing the password.

To make it more believable, you rushed over to him. Trying to pull the phone away from his grasp, ‘fearing’ what he would see in there.

“My my what's this? Retaliation from the cheater? Just admit it at this point” His smirk was now gone, his lips pressed in a thin line. He hung his head low, he could barely even think straight. ‘Would he be able to even let you go? Forgive you? Or kill you.’

In the midst of the silence a low giggle could be heard, erupting to a full on outburst.

“Haru, it's just makeup!” you laughed as you grabbed a napkin off the counter. Wiping it along your neck, the purple bruise smudging across the part you wiped.

He looked up, eyes widened realizing he just got pranked by his beloved.

“You think you're the shit, huh?” he sulked, an annoyed huff could be heard, his pride was hurt from even falling for your low trick.

“Aww, don't be like that” You teased, cupping his cheeks in your palm. Pressing light kisses to the corner of his mouth, where his scars sat.

“I almost had a heart attack.” he sighed, finally letting up his brave facade. Engulfing you in his arms, letting his head fall onto your shoulder. A snicker escaped your lips, knowing that for the rest of the night you'd have to baby the addict.

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y-umiko · 3 years ago

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TOKYO REV BOYS WHEN YOU MEET THEIR SIBLINGS

When you Meet their Siblings [Older Brother Edition]

CHARACTERS: Shinichiro . Mitsuya . Nahoya . Ran

WARNING/S: none I think :>

Part 2 . Mikey . Rindou . Hakkai . Angry [Younger Brother Edition]

Shinichiro Sano

When you said you wanted to meet his family Shinichiro can’t be happier that the very next day he took you to meet them. His grandpa gladly welcomed you, his little sister, and little brothers hiding behind their grandpa with curious and hesitant looks but the moment you showed them the treats you brought they were immediately all over you.

Shinichiro was delighted seeing you getting along with his family, His grandpa adores you, Emma was almost bouncing on her little feet for finally having an older sister, his little brothers love you.

his really happy, he does, if only Mikey and Izana was not being little brats and is stealing all of your time and affection that was supposed to be for him. he shouldn't be feeling that way, he knows that but he can’t help but scoff every time Mikey and Izana would give him knowing smirks with their not so innocent eyes every time you compliment them and it was getting on his nerves.

Shinichiro watched with narrowed eyes with crossed arms as you spent the morning and apparently the rest of the afternoon entertaining his little brothers. both of them giving their undivided attention to you.

“Y/N! who do you like more, me or Izana?” Mikey asked after they argued on who should hold your right hand, cause apparently, the right side is better.

“I like you both equally” you chuckled but it doesn’t satisfy any of them as they cling on to you, refusing to let go and Shinichiro wanted nothing more than to swift you away.

“then who do you like more, us or Shinichiro?” Izana innocently asked taking you by surprise, while you turned to the side, seeing your own boyfriend awaiting your answer.

feeling playful you leaned down towards the two, a hand covering your mouth, as you didn’t let go of your gaze at Shinichiro “It’ll be our secret but I like you two more” you not so whispered as Shinichiro gave you an unimpressed look as his little brothers' snickers and teased him for it.

when it was time to go home, after Shinichiro has to literally pull them away from his two brothers away from you he walked you home with a heavy mind, hands intertwined with yours

“you don’t really like them more than me do you?” he suddenly asked out of nowhere and you can’t help but chuckle as you shake your head in amusement.

“Hey it’s not funny” he pouted and you can’t help but go on your tiptoes and plant a kiss on his cheeks. an answer and at the same time an assurance. “I love you Shin”

Takashi Mitsuya

The moment you two started to go out, Mitsuya wanted nothing other than for you to meet his family. and he was confident his little sisters would love you and so would you.

two pairs of eyes look up at you in amazement as you stood beside Mitsuya after he introduced you to his two sisters.

“What a pretty lady!” Luna gasp

“Ni-chan brought home a pretty lady!” Mana shouts

he was not worried in the first place but the relief he felt that his little sisters like you already was all he needed. especially since you look like you were enjoying yourself. you knew he has a lot on his plate, he was busy with being a brother, a student, a captain, and a president of the sewing club and he appreciates that you understand all of that.

however, as much as he wants you, girls, to get along, being a brother he knew his little sisters can be a handful, he admitted countless times that they exhaust him and he didn’t want you to tire yourself up just because you feel burdened to say no. but you were never burdened really.

“Y/n-chan play house with us!” Mana asked as she holds your arms and tugs you towards their room. Luna already clinging to your other arm. you were already agreeing but their puppy eyes were too adorable to say no with.

“hey, Y/n is a guest, she can’t-”

“don’t be silly, I’ll play with them, you do what you have to do” you cut him off causing the older brother to raise a brow at you. “they look innocent but they can be pretty devils you know”

you giggled at that, “have some faith” with that you let yourself get dragged off to their rooms, leaving Mitsuya with a swelling heart. he already knew you were patient and understanding but experiencing it once again always just gets to him.

You were not able to leave without his little sisters crying so you two had to put them to bed and wait for them to sleep before you can go home. and since he can’t leave his little sister alone, Mitsuya just had to see you off on their door, he apologize about it countless times which you replied it was okay.

“you spent the whole day with them, you must be exhausted” He worriedly asked but the bright smile you had seemed to not dim even a little as you put on your shoes ready to head home.

“are you kidding me? I love them” you chuckled as you stood in front of their door, and Mitsuya can’t be more than thankful as he pulled you towards him for a hug, “not more than me right?” he playfully asked as you raise a brow at him, before chuckling.

“I’ll see you tomorrow!” you said as you leaned up and place a chase kiss on his lips before leaving his embrace and walking away. but before you left you heard him call again with you. “not more than me right?!”

Nahoya Kawata

Smiley cares for his younger brother more than anything so it’s natural that he wanted you to meet him. You were intimidated, to say the least, you heard rumors that Souya has a constant snarl on his face getting his nickname ‘Angry’ so you were a little skeptical that Angry might not like you and you didn't want to put Smiley in a tight spot.

When the D-day came, Souya didn’t disappoint, despite trying not to look intimidating not wanting to chase you off, the scowl on his face remains completely different from the grin his brother had.

“is he mad at me?” you whispered to Nahoya beside you, calmly watching his favorite persons in the world interact. he knew his brother was a little shy and you were a little worrywart, so he wanted to watch how it would play out. but he had not the slightest thought that you two wouldn't get along.

“H-Hi I’m Y/n, uhm you probably heard from your brother right?” you introduced yourself, bashfully smiling at him, you blink once, then twice as Souya just stares and stares at you that felt the longest time before bowing straightly at you, startling you a little.

“Thank you for going out with my brother” He blurts out “Please take care of him for me” and that was all it took for him to win your heart, platonically, of course, Souya was just so adorable and innocent that makes you want to protect him from any kind of danger in this world.

you would just stand there with mouth agape, totally mesmerized with his little brother, you turned to Nahoya with furrowed eyebrows “are you sure you’re twins? his really nice and polite”

Nahoya look at you with a surprised and offended look “what’s that supposed to mean!”, he had no doubt you’ll like his brother but not this much, now he's rethinking why he introduced you two.

“Angry you’re too nice, you’re making me look bad!” he pouted at his brother, raising his voice a little making you furrow your eyebrows at him. Souya gave you and Nahoya looks, a little confused about what's happening so he blurted out anything that came to mind.

“eh I’m sorry, please don’t leave my brother” he timidly apologizes to you but instead of acknowledging it, you turned towards Smiley. “Nahoya! don’t yell at him”

“you’re already taking his side?!”

Ran Haitani

You fidget with the hem of your shirt as Rindou stared at you intensely you were nervous when Ran said he wanted you to meet his brother albeit a little excited to finally meet the younger Haitani that you heard so much from Ran.

you were already on the edge of your seat, you heard Rindo was blunt and speak whatever what's on his mind, so you were afraid he wouldn't like you and if he does then you don’t know how you were gonna take it.

“you could have done better” Rin scoffed making your heart shrink as you look down on your lap and Ran was ready to defend you as you felt his hold on your shoulder tighten.

“wha-”

“my brother’s an idiot and an asshole, you seem nice but I see you have poor choices in life” Rindou added, not even a split of hesitation and remorse in his eyes as he sat in front of you. his blunt words making you look up with a surprised look on your face.

“What, you mea-” you gasped but was interrupted by Ran. who manically laugh beside you, making you and Rin looked at him with concern.

“I was so ready to pummel you with my baton until you realize how amazing Y/n is” Ran giggled to himself. you blinked at him as you accidentally meet Rin’s eyes making you burse in laughter and Rin grinning.

“My brother is weird so I hope you know what you’re getting into” He warned as he raise his glass of drink awaiting to toast with yours. you can’t help but feel happy with the development and take your own glass of drink and bump it into his. “don’t worry, I’ve seen my fair share of weirdness”

“hey! don’t go making a toast without me!”

At home, when the two of them were alone, Ran lazed on the coach while Rin comfortably seats on the floor, resting his back on the coach.

“you’ve found someone nice this time, don’t screw it up brother,” Rin said a lazy smirk spread on Rans' lips as he lock his arm on his younger brother's neck in a playful way.

“hey!”

Ran was just glad his brother likes you.

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moechies · 1 year ago

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“you can spit it out if you’d like.”

౨ৎ nanamin kento, hiruguma hiromi, megumi fushiguro, ushijima wakatoshi, sugawara koshi, nagi seishiro, isagi yoichi, mitsuya takashi

“good girls swallow, princess.”

౨ৎ suguru getou, hinata shoyo, oikawa tooru, rin itoshi, kunigami rensuke, bachira meguru, kisaki tetta

[tilts your head back and forces you to swallow]

౨ৎ gojo satoru, sukuna ryomen, toji fushiguro, tendou satori, terushima yuji, sae itoshi, shidou ryusei, barou shoei, ran haitani, sanzu haruchiyo, hanma shuji + all of the tokrev men :((

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #tokyo revenger x reader #haikyuu x reader #blue lock x reader #shorts ᡣ𐭩

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gatitties · 3 years ago

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Rumors

─ Tenjiku x fem!reader

─ Summary: certain rumors about a powerful girl lead Tenjiku to you

─ Warnings: description of unpleasant ways to die

Part two / Part three / Part four

"I'm telling you again, you have the wrong person…"

You murmured to some boys that had cornered you before you could leave through the great doors of your high school, the head of that small group looked at you, fed up with you denying being who people said.

"Don't be stupid! There is no one else that matches your name."

You groaned in disgust when you noticed his growing anger, you didn't want to waste your valuable free time, you frowned making the hardest look you could, your dark circles dimmed your eyes and you gave one last blank look at the 'leader' of the group. The atmosphere around you intensified, as if it were suffocating, as if you were capable of breaking the necks of these five guys with one move.

The legs of the teenagers began to shake from the personality change, your sinister face and your iron gaze were enough to scare them away, although they said they would come back to kick your ass, you and your so-called gang.

"My God, what's up lately with all the jerks looking for a fight?"

You really didn't understand shit, as far as you knew, this last month there were several groups of people asking about you, they wanted to fight you because apparently you had a powerful gang and your name started to spread like wildfire, you heard nonsense like you had defeated a group of twenty men without ruffling your hair, even while filing your nails.

You? fighting? Do you even want to socialize a bit? If beating people up counts as socializing of course, you had nothing to do with those things anyway, the only struggles you had were with your math problems and if that subject was a person it would have kicked your ass not vice versa.

You had to ask a few people from your class, some who were more or less trustworthy and not swayed by those rumors, yes, rumors about you, not that you paid much attention to them but man, painting you as something inhuman that would be able to dismounting people twice your size with one punch was a bit over the top, wasn't it?

It's not that you looked cute or flirty, that was the main cause of the rumors starting, okay you admit it, you don't have the best fashion sense and maybe you dress a little darker than the others, maybe what sparked the rumors was your impassive demeanor, and your shitty face, because you didn't like to get up early, who does anyway? You just get to class and everyone is greeting each other with smiles on a Monday at seven in the morning, shut the fuck up, you want to sleep.

Looking back, yeah, maybe it was a bit because of your behavior, another reason that you thought would be of weight was your honesty, harsh honesty, you didn't like to beat around the bush and you went straight to the point of the issues, maybe that made your classmates see you as intimidating, geez, if they knew you cry over strangers' stories on the internet every time you open Twitter… Maybe some people were even intimidated by your height? Not that you were a building, but considering the average height of the girls, you were a bit above that.

The truth is that you had to agree with some of the rumors, you are creepy as fuck, not only sometimes because of your disheveled appearance, but also because of some of your comments, you could make very accurate descriptions of painful or disturbing deaths if is that the situation made you think of ways to die doing something everyday. Well, it's not your fault that you're a fan of crime shows, serial killers, etc.

"I hope we're not wasting time with this."

"Calm down Shion, it's not like we have anything to do, we're all here for a reason."

Izana commented as he looked at the others, Tenjiku had gathered because Kisaki had been hearing those rumors, your rumors, they were looking for strong people and if you had what they were looking for you were definitely joining the group.

"Whatever, he could have at least brought his pathetic ass here too…"

"Nu-uh, I needed Sanzu, Mucho and him to do something for me, anyway, I think we're here now."

You were half asleep at recess, getting some rest from another night of tossing and turning, otome games were messing with your sleep schedule. You almost fell asleep if not for a slight jolt, you groaned but opened your eyes finding yourself face to face with lavender eyes that seemed to penetrate your soul, your mind assimilated everything quickly when you saw how they were dressed together, also noticing the others behind of the boy.

They didn't even ask for your name when you put your hands to your head, letting out a cry of despair because you already knew what they had come for.

“I swear to god, I don't have a gang and I can't take down twenty men with one punch."

"Well, most people don't think the same as you."

Ran spoke, balancing his weapon against his palm, smiling sadistically at how you trembled a little. You know that intimidating feeling, when you know someone is angry and they seem like they're invincible? That same pressure the boys felt when you got up from your seat, although it was only a defense mechanism when you were scared.

"Just leave me alone, I don't want or am interested in fighting, I don't care what you think I am."

Apparently the trick of looking intimidating didn't help, the guy with a scar on his forehead that reached down to one of his eyes approached threateningly, grabbing your shirt to lift you into the air. You screamed internally from the looks you were getting from everyone, normally the idiots who came to confront you would get scared ─luckily─ and you didn't have to run away, but it was clear that these guys weren't weaklings like all the others.

Since silent intimidation didn't help, it might help to use your twisted mind, hopefully you might scare them off.

"I would like to lock you in a coffin alive, bury you three meters underground, wait for you to die slowly, gradually running out of oxygen, when your mind fades your bodies will rot, I will dig the bodies up and feed them to the Insects more disgusting than you can imagine."

"What the hell-"

Rin looked at you with a grimace seeing how you didn't blink once in your little monologue, Kakucho's grip loosened a bit, lowering you back to the ground but keeping you where you were. You started to sweat, without letting them recriminate you, you started to talk again.

"If you don't like that death, I can also sedate you, empty all your bodies, without intestines, while you slowly watch each other as you die little by little, I will do it slowly playing with your livers, making your intestines into scarves, I will burn you and I will feed you to pigs."

Kokonoi and Mochizuki looked at each other in silence with disgust clear on their faces, Kakucho had let go of you taking a step back to Izana's side. Hanma had a small crooked smile, it was his turn to approach you, patting your shoulder.

"What creepy things you say to be a scared cat."

Well, shit, your words hadn't sounded with the usual impassive enough tone or your nervousness had been detected by this damned matchstick. You shrank into your site, feeling smaller next to him, you raised your hands in defeat.

“Non-verbal and verbal intimidation don't work, okay, I give up, but I guess you know that that shit was just rumors."

Everyone was stunned at the guffaw Izana let out after that, he normally kept that serious tone when he was in a group, he usually only let that side out when he was alone with Kakucho, but oh boy, you were too much.

“Look at you, trying to intimidate us while you were all scared! You know, if you'd made it clear, we would have left, but you're so funny."

"What? If you're saying that you're a bad liar, I could see how you wanted to beat me up."

"Oh of course not, I would never hit a girl-"

"Yes, you should break a leg for lying so bad."

You gave your typical blank face, much more relaxed than before, but still a bit uncomfortable with all the attention you were getting, not to mention someone still with their arm around your shoulders.

"Hey, matchstick, personal space."

It was the turn of the Haitani brothers to laugh at the nickname you had given Hanma, he turned away with an offended look, but you didn't care, looking at the brothers, without a doubt their laughter bothered you because they were the ones that scared you the most.

"I don't know what's so funny, eh, Bert and Ernie?"

Kokonoi bit his tongue to keep from laughing, thinking that if he did, he would be the next person to be attacked by your big mouth, however Izana spoke again.

"You go from completely shaking and trying to be brave to messing with us? Every time you surprise me more."

"Nah, I'm just being honest now that I know you won't break my legs, I'm not making fun of you, I'm just objectively saying what you look like."

Now they all fell silent looking at you, feeling as if you were criticizing them with a simple look, imagining characters similar to them to make fun of.

"Wait, does that mean that you associate us all with something or someone?" you hummed affirmatively at Mochizuki's question "can we know-"

"You look like an onigiri if you put yourself completely in front."

"What about me?"

Madarame watched expectantly as you narrowed your eyes at him, analyzing his stance, oh, you definitely knew what he was.

"Gay."

"Wha- THAT'S NOT EVEN AN OBJECT OR PERSON!"

"Are you saying that gays are not people? Pretty disrespectful of you."

"IT'S NOT THE POINT!" he complained for a few minutes like Mochi for their comparison, he looked at you again, pointing to the remaining three; Koko, Izana and Kakucho "What about them? What stupid thing are they?"

"Mmh…" you rubbed your index finger and thumb on your chin, thinking deeply, looking at the three boys "They are just handsome."

"Nah, this bitch is not being serious-"

Hanma prevented the blonde from hitting you for your comparisons, despite also being insulted, the scene was quite funny for him. Ignoring the little spat everyone started to have, deciding you'd had too much human contact for today, you packed up your stuff to leave, only someone stopped you before you left.

"Take this please, let's talk later!"

You blinked at the piece of paper Izana had given you, it was his phone number, you shrugged, you liked the internet contact better anyway, you took one last look at the group before disappearing, briefly greeting Kakucho, who went with the only one you caught eyes with, completely ignoring how his cheeks had some rosy tinge.

"Someone had a crush?"

"Shut up Ran."

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yourfriendlyneighbourhoodweeb · 3 years ago

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Tr Incorrect Quotes ❌❌

Bonten:

Y/n: hey babe, happy one year <333

Sanzu (high asf still): ………I’m 28

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Sanzu, Rindou, Y/n: *screaming in the bonten living room*

Ran: *slams open the door* OMFG WHAT HAPPENED Y/N⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

Sanzu: you b!tch, I am screaming here too 😐

Ran: You screaming is nothing new

Sanzu: kys 🖕🏻, and what about y/n

Ran: they won’t scream until it was necessary

Rindou:

Rindou: you literal grape jelly, what about me

Ran: you ate my fcking pudding

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A crane: *carrying a police car*

Y/n and Koko in the car passing by: TRY AND PULL ME OVER NOW COP AHAHAHBDJBDUNSJDNNID

Takeomi: you guys have issues

Y/n: we know, and we don’t give a fuck

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Enemy boss: LISTEN TO ME-

y/n: do I give a fuck?

Sanzu: no

Ran: not one

Y/n: how many fcks do I give

Rindou: 0

Y/n: exactly therefore your comment is

Y/n, Ran, Rindou, Sanzu: ✨ I R R E L E V A N T ✨

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#ran x reader #rindou x reader #Koko x reader #sanzu x reader #tokyo revenger x reader #tokyo revengers #bonten #bonten ran x reader #bonten rindou x reader #Bonten sanzu x reader #bonten reader #crack #incorrect quotes #bonten trio x reader #i legit was watching my dog destroy my bed sheets while writing this

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qualityfoxwonderland · 1 year ago

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"Bonten Mikey" hits different

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revenger x reader #sano mikey manjiro #sano manjiro x reader #manjiro sano #bonten #bonten x reader #tokyo rev x reader #bonten mikey

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narcjsistx · 1 year ago

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hii! I'm new to this platform and I haven't fully understood how it works yet... also, english is not my first language. but here are some headcanons <3

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Manjiro Sano in a relationship HCS ᡣ𐭩

Once put together, Toman (or at least, the famous members) necessarily have to know you. There are many reasons, first of all because he likes to show that he has such a cute girlfriend, then because in general they shouldn't cause you problems. Another reason, which however is more his personal thing, was to introduce you to the captains of each division in case, even if it never happens, you are in trouble and he is not there. they have a duty to protect you

He would be happy to go on outings with you, Emma and Draken often. Even if they are not a couple yet, even if he knows they like each other, he would maybe like to go out together. A motorcycle ride and a snack would be the perfect date with his best friend, his sister and his girlfriend

Even if you're not part of Toman, you still have one of their jackets. Mikey requested that Mitsuya make you one for your birthday, since you often steal his because, at least in your opinion, "it's the most comfortable thing in the world"

He doesn't particularly like seeing you alongside Sanzu. As much as he knows that Sanzu is loyal to him until death, the thought that he might be replaced by him just because he is "cooler" (at least in his vision) bothers him. He knows it's a thing EXTREMELY stupid, but he can't shake this idea

I don't know why but it gives me the idea of being a person who feels like he's dying with a fever of 37.5. You've had to reassure him several times that no, with a fever of 38 he can't die horribly, but he thinks you lying to him. The bro hides the sadness of having lost his entire family but not that of having a slightly high fever

I have the idea that he is extremely clingy as a person. like... do you have to go out even for 5 minutes? perfect, he will be at your house in 2 minutes. don't you have to leave the house? he will still be at your house soon. he has an inner need for ever-present contact

I THINK HE LIKES NAILS WITH BLACK NAIL POLISH. NO ONE WILL TAKE THIS IDEA AWAY FROM ME

he doesn't want to you join Toman, simply because he knows how much chaos the gang can generate even inside of private life

he introduced you to his mother and brother. you two spent an entire afternoon near their graves and he described you as a very good girl who is saving him from something bigger than him

since you've been with him, you've found out about the ancient practice of "nap dates." it's not that they happen by chance, he also organizes them with a certain seriousness in reality... like, what pajamas, what blanket...

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vquacki · 4 years ago

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Gang Threats

Characters: BONTEN - Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo

Warning ⚠︎︎ : Mature content, cussing, violence, mostly fluff tho MINORS DNI

Note : this was requested! I hope everyone enjoys <3 ALLso thank you all so much for 180 followers!

R I N D O U

Your knees buckled, almost tripping over yourself as you ran up your complex stairs. Ramming into your front door, the pain in your shoulder forgotten. Your mind focused on the fact you almost just got jumped by a bunch of grown men.

Quickly twisting the door knob open, slamming it shut once you were inside. You grasped for air, dropping to your knees as you clutched your chest. Feeling your heartbeat pound against your ribcage, almost feeling like it would rip right through.

Everything felt so heavy, all the pain coursing through your body cating up to you as you sat knees planted on the wooden floor. Tears quickly spilling past your eyes

“Y/N? What's with the ruckus?-” Rindou appeared, one towel wrapped around his lower half while another towel was resting on his head collecting all the droplets of water from his hair. His glasses probably still on the bathroom counter, as he was in the middle of taking a shower before he heard the door close harshly.

Rindou’s eyes widen at your state. your cheek bruised, arm reddened from someone's grip, your clothes dirtied with mud and rips.

“Rin..” Your eyes soften, seeing your boyfriend.

“Rin” you cried louder, your free hand reaching towards him. Like a child clawing for their parents, bending down he engulfed you in a hug. His hand wrapping around the back of your head, while the other held your waist.“Y/N what happen?” Rindou whispered as he rubbed the back of your head, trying his best to comfort you.

“These men,” You halted, trying to catch your breath in between your own cries. “They wanted to know something about Bonten..” you continued as you hugged him tighter, not even believing that you were safe in his arms.

Not believing that you could've been dead in the street right now if you had not ran for it while you could.

“They were threatening me, saying i'd die if i didn't talk” You sobbed.

“But I didn't say anything!” You leaned back in his grasp, staring into his violet eyes. Reassuring him just in case he had any doubts about you spilling anything he had told you about the gang.

“No Y/N” Rindou couldn't believe his ears, he had absolutely no doubts that you would run into some guys every now and then as you were one of the bonten executives significant others. But he couldn't fathom the fact that you'd be worried about that out of all things.

“I'm just glad you're safe,” Rindou smiled at you as he stroked the back of your head. Sliding his fingers down your hair, trying to comfort you.

As soft as he looked right now, he could not bear the fact that you were hurt by a bunch of lame people trying to get answers about Bonten. His anger almost boiling through the roof, but he tried to hold it in as much as he could, especially in front of you. Don't misunderstand though, they definitely weren't free from punishment. Their future is beyond recovery.

R A N

There you were, curled up in the corner of your bedroom. The light from the hallway fading into the darkness of yours and Ran’s shared bedroom. Your trembling body, your arms hugging your knees as a blanket was draped over you.

“Baby?” Ran’s voice echoed through the hallway, along with the light sound of his footsteps approaching your room. He stood at the doorway, shocked. Tears continued to spill from your eyes as you looked up at the man.

“Baby.” He kneeled down to your figure, pulling you into his arms. Letting you sob into his shoulder as he tried his best to comfort you.

“I'm here.” he whispered, resting you on his lap. You both sitting on the floor, limbs intertwined with each other.

“They tried to take me Ran..” You cried, tears slowing down as you tried to explain yourself to your boyfriend.

“They were going to torture me,” your own eyes widening from your words.

Ran sat in silence, waiting for you. His eyes empty, no emotions in his purple orbs.

“Pluck my nails until I tell them everything I know about Bonten.” you looked up at him, noticing his eyes, his emotionless expression. You shook your head, quickly placing both hands on his cheeks.

“I swear! I escaped before they could touch me. I didn't say anything!” without another word Ran pulled you back into his arms. You yelped at his sudden movement, the fear you felt descending from your body.

“You did good, my good girl” Ran gave you a chaste kiss on your temple before nuzzling himself into your hair. He continued to whisper loving words into your ears until you were fast asleep in his arms. Picking you up bridal style, he gently placed you on the bed. He sat next to you for a minute, just observing your cute features.

He brushed his knuckle under the redness of your swollen eyes. Giving you a quick kiss before pulling the covers over your body. Heading straight over to his nightstand, swiftly pulling at the drawer, revealing his white cotton gloves with his extendable baton.

“I'll be back darling” his footsteps making their way towards the door.

Hours had passed, the birds were chirping and the sunlight was peaking past your living room curtains. You woke up not too long ago, Ran nowhere to be found. you sat on the couch, your fingers rubbing your swollen bulbs as the tv was playing in the background.

Your ears perked from the sound of the door knob turning, rushing directly towards the sound. A blood covered Ran stood in the doorway, a smile on his face as soon as he saw you speed walk to him.

“Blood?” you asked, one brow raised.

“It's not mine honey”

S A N Z U

You ran for the alleyway, almost tripping over the garbage scattered across the floor. Your breath uneven as you ran for your life. You let out a yelp as you rammed head first into a hard chest. Looking up you noticed the pink-ette looking down at you. His blue eyes widen, realizing it was his beloved girlfriend.

“Y/N, why are you running through an alleyway meant for selling drugs?” his brows knitted together before a grin emerged.

“I guess you're getting into the pills now, huh? Am I rubbing off on you, sweet cheeks” his playfulness deteriorates as he watched you crumble under him. Eyes welling with tears, your hands making their way onto his button up.

As he was about to speak, three familiar faces appeared in the alleyway. “Shit, he’s here” “fuck it, let’s just run” the two men on the left mumbled before making a run for it. The third following right behind them.

“They wanted to get back at you..” You whimpered, your fist tighten around the cloth of his shirt. Sanzu sat in confusion before it finally clicked.

Sanzu was known to punish his subordinates as well as any traitors to Bonten.

This was probably done by one of those lowley punks, thinking they could threaten his dolly and somehow escape unscathed. ‘How dare they’.

Oh how they were in for it once he got his hands on them, their deaths would be slow and painful. He had no intention of giving them his mercy whatsoever. His heart almost skipped a beat just thinking about it, their screams echoing throughout the warehouse walls. But this wasn't the time, his Y/N was in pain.

“Don't worry Y/N, you are safe now.” his warmth surrounding you, his touch making your tense shoulders soften. Letting your tears flow, soaking his shirt. He was going to spend the remainder of the night spoiling his doll with everything, cuddles, massages, clothing, anything for his woman.

End Note : Let me know what you thought! >.<

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y-umiko · 3 years ago

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TOKYO REV BOYS WHEN YOU MEET THEIR SIBLINGS

When you Meet their Siblings [Younger Brother Edition]

CHARACTERS: Mikey . Rindou . Hakkai . Souya

WARNING/S: none I think :>

Part 1 . Shinichiro . Mitsuya . Nahoya . Ran

Manjiro Sano

Shinichiro has mixed feelings, he’s happy Mikey found someone he likes but the smug look his little brother was giving him was getting on his nerves and it was frustrating. his confession was rejected 20 times yet his little brother manage to get himself a girlfriend before him.

"It’s really nice to finally meet you, I’ve heard so much about you from Mikey”

and you were sweet and polite too, that he can’t help but wonder where he went wrong. He heard from Mikey about how much you dote and tend to his every need, everything about you was just plain amazing, it slightly made him jealous.

Shinichiro would just stare at you the whole time as he ponders about his own love life until Mikey would narrow his eyes at him.

“ni-chan quit gawking at Y/n you’re gonna scare her” He playfully scolds making the older Sano pout, taking a couple of steps towards you and immediately pulling you for a welcoming hug. “It’s good to finally meet you too, I hope Mikey isn’t being a brat and causing you trouble”

you chuckled, this time it was Mikey who was Pouting, arms cross against his chest as Shinichiro pulled away from the hug.

“Mikey has been nothing but adorable” you stated, “I think I know now where he learned his manners” you added and Shinichiro felt like he met an angel, between his Grandpa scolding him for ditching training, and Mikey and Izana constantly bullying him he forgot how nice it was to receive compliments that he can’t help but pull you into another hug, shaking your left and right.

“you’re too cute, too precious!” he said but Mikey was quick to separate you too as he wrapped a protective hand on your waist, pouting at his older brother.

“Y/n is off-limits” Mikey scoffed annoyed while Shinichiro only let out a laugh.

“so do you have an older sister?”

Rindou Haitani

You watched in amusement as the Haitani brothers stared at each other as if having a mind conversation just between them. You wanted to meet the older Haitani for a very long time but Rin doesn’t want you to meet his playful older brother because he knew it wouldn't end well.

Ran also wanted to meet you but Rin did everything in his power so you two wouldn't meet, but the older Haitani has a few tricks up his sleeves and he just happened to casually pop up randomly during one of your dates, and Rin didn’t like it one bit.

“how long had you been following us?” Rin asked irritated at his carefree brother towering over you two, and it doesn't help that you look up at his brother in amazement.

Ran didn’t even give him a second look as the older Haitani went straight at you, wearing his lazy playful smirk . “oh! you’re not the one Rin was talking to the other day”

“what?”

“oi!”

Rin knew this was gonna happen, he knew nothing will come out with you meeting his brother, Ran likes teasing him and the others so much that it got them into so much trouble countless times.

“just kidding” Ran smirk never breaking eye contact with you, watching your eyes leave him and down to his brother beside you, giggling at his reaction that he didn't bother to look at. “your brother’s such a charmer isn’t he?” he heard you say to Rin which the younger Haitani just sigh at.

“Alright, jokes over how much is he paying you?” Ran asked, Rin glares at his older brother with venomous eyes, a headache already brewing.

“Do flowers and chocolates count?” you playfully pondered, further tugging the corner of the lips of the older Haitani’s while Rin can only think how it was gonna be a long night.

Hakkai Shiba

When Hakkai mentioned to Yuzuha he has a girlfriend, the said girl didn’t believe him, I mean no one believes him, no amount of words and pictures was sufficient enough for everyone to believe him, not even his own sister, so the only things to do was to bring you along with him to meet his sister, which was gonna happen sooner anyway.

When Yuzuha first saw you she was skeptical, she blinked repeatedly at you, she was convinced Hakkai was just messing around considering the only woman he can talk to was her, but here you were standing in front of her.

her first reaction was to pull you to the side, “you’re not being threatened to be here are you?” she whispered and you were not surprised, Hakkai did say her sister might react this way.

you chuckled, “I’m here on my own free will”

then realization sink in and she suddenly burst into tears, making you panic a little. Hakkai was immediately next to you two, comforting his sister“come on is this something to cry about”

“When you can’t stutter a word to our female neighbor I worried about your future” she sobs “who would have thought you’re gonna get a girlfriend and a nice one too”

It took a few minutes before his sister calm down and she was immediately all over you, asking almost everything about you while Hakkai listened. She even boasts about Hakkai from time to time, she just adores you that she thinks she has to give his brother a good impression so you won’t leave him.

“You won’t be worried about him talking to other girls” She proudly said while patting Hakkai on the back.

you nodded, completely agreeing to her “yes, though I think my only competition would be Mitsuya-Kun, he still has him as his wallpaper”

And Yuzuha can’t be more offended, “Hakkai you idiot! delete that photo right now!” she seethes as Hakkai’s first response was to hold into his phone for dear life.

Souya Kawata

Souya and Nahoya are twins so it’s only natural you met his older twin brother but Souya being Souya, he probably had asked his brother for advice when courting you so Nahoya probably already knows you even before you two start dating.

but when you two first met, you were surprised and amaze at the difference and similarities in their personality. Nahoya, on the other hand, likes you already but there was just something about you that he can’t point his finger at but he can’t help but feel competitive against you and so are you.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Y/n, Souya had talked about you so much, he must have really liked you” you beamed as you extend your hand for him to take. with his grin still plastered on his lips he took your hand and shook it “likewise, my brother just adores me so much I wouldn't be surprised if he likes me more than you ”

Must be your imagination but something about the way he said it irks something inside you that you had to match his grin despite feeling annoyed inside.

“well, you should bask on it since it won’t be long and he’ll like me more than you” you gritted your teeth, tightening your hold on his hand which he didn't back down. “Angry tell her you'll always like me better than her”

“Souya you like me more right? ”

“I’m his brother, he likes me more”

“Souya!”

“Angry!”

However, Souya is too nice and there's no way he can choose between you two, you and Nahoya were replied with sobs instead.

“you made him cry!”

“No, you made him cry!”

turns out you and Nahoya are complete opposites, the only common thing you two have is the amount of love to the curly bright turquoise younger twin.

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yusax · 4 years ago

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this is fluff, dont worry y'all

mikey x f!reader, don't repost, reblogs are allowed

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Imagine how confused draken is gonna be when he notices, that mikey won't take his bike as a ride for the majority of time. And not only him but also the other founding members notice that when he exclaims "let's take the train!" when they made plans for hanging out. But their confusion will soon disappear as they watch mikey looking at a girl sitting opposite of him on the train. The way mikey is just so infatuated with her that he can't take his eyes off her. Everytime she laughs while talking to her friend the corner of his lips subconsciously quirk up to a smile as well. He doesn't even notice that they've arrived at their train station, only after he saw her get off herself and baji nudging him to signal they have to exist too. And it doesn't last here, his eyes try to find her again after he had lost her in the crowd and when he did so he continued to gaze on her as she walks in the opposite direction.

So from then on the founding members started taking the train when it wasn't necessary for them to use their bikes. Sometimes takemichi tagged along when he was out with mikey, who abruptly said "you know what, let's go there by train." before he ran off, unknowing to the blue eyed boy, that his president had just seen his crush walking towards the train station.

One time mikey was just casually walking in the streets of tokyo, talking to emma, but when he turned to the front his eyes widened at the sight of the same girl he had seen on the train multiple times before now. Their gazes met and she smiled at him. His face began to heat up as a blush started forming on his cheek, stopping in his tracks only so his eyes could linger on her a little longer. Emma only watched as her brother did so. "Are you checking her ass out?" she suddenly asked, mikey's face got even more red, "no, I'm not!"

Another day, another train ride. Everyone in toman + the girls already knew he was crushing on the unknown girl on the train. Slowly growing tired of being suffocated in a full wagon with sweaty people, his friends wanted to play the wingman for mikey. Because there weren't any seats left, the people needed to grab onto the handles and poles so they would not fall during the ride. Waiting for the perfect moment, draken, mitsuya, chifuyu and takemichi waited for the perfect moment to begin with their plan. During the train ride mikey didn't suspect anything, too distracted by the girl. Something about her was new today. Was it her outfit? Did she do something with her hair? Or does she have a new make up look? Whatever it is, it just makes him find her even more attracting. The announcement of their stop got him out of his trance. When the train halted and opened the doors, mitsuya pushed takemichi (poor kid, we should start a fund raise for him) towards mikey which made the captain stumble backwards. Two tender hands caught him before he met the floor and as he looked up he saw the girl he has been staring at for a while now upclose. She looked even more beautiful now that he was able to see her from such a proximity. Her long lashes, her soft lips, the light blush dusting her cheeks and the bright eyes put him in a state of daze. He was able to smell her sweet perfume, that he quickly grew addicted to. Only as she softly asked him if he was okay, he was able to react. With a nod he thanked her, his head turning to his friend calling for him. The girl glanced at his friend, then turned back to him and stuffed a small note in his hand. He looked down at his hand, then looked up back at her but she only smiled and waved at him as his friend dragged him out of the train, not leaving him time to register what happened. As they stood on the platform draken asked if they could go to their designated destination but mikey only stared at the note that was tugged into his hand. A small smile gracing his lips as he read what was written on the paper.

"I like you, let's be friends :)

+81 XXX XXXXXX"

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#tokyo rev x reader #manjiro fluff #tokyo revenger x reader #manjirou x reader #sano manjirou x reader #manjirou sano x reader #tokyo revengers x you #mikey x you #mikey x y/n #manjiro sano x you

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gatitties · 2 years ago

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The truth

—Yandere!Bonten x motherly!reader (platonic)

—Summary: an accident makes you more aware of reality even though you already knew it, but what can someone like you do?

—Warnings: blood, kidnapping, obsession, toxic behaviors, harassment

I never thought this would go so far as to have five parts but... here we are! 🫣 (maybe this part is a bit long, srry)

@boycigs there you go!! 🫶🏻

Part one / Part two / Part three / Part four

You fumbled with the wall for the light switch, your tired eyes playing with you and making you almost trip over a blanket that had been thrown on the floor.

You yawned stretching your back, you had been working on some files that Kokonoi asked you to correct, you fell asleep without dinner and your stomach decided to wake you up at this time of night.

Luckily you had some leftovers from today's lunch, everyone had come to eat despite it being your 'day off', but since they had been busy with work more than usual lately, they couldn't spend as much time with you as they would like, although that didn't stop them from hiding cameras in your apartment to check that everything was okay from time to time.

A knock at the door made you frown, remembering the first time you met Sanzu. You walked slowly, expecting to run into him, or even one of the Haitani brothers who ran brothels near the area, it wouldn't be the first time they've come home drunk after a good night.

When you opened it, confusion flooded your face, there was no one there, not a note, nothing, you thought that maybe you were still too sleepy and you had hallucinated, or maybe it was some late-night teenager making a joke. You shrugged shutting to go back to your dinner, but before you knew it or could make a move something hit you in the back of the neck, knocking you unconscious, the last thing you saw was a few blurry faces, but none you knew in the slightest.

Panic, panic was the first thing Mochizuki experienced when he saw the recordings from the cameras installed in your house. He had to do a checkup the next morning and just seeing how careless they had been to let that trash kidnap you made his thoughts turn to disgust and guilt.

Not even five minutes after seeing that, all the executives were gathered in their meeting room, no matter where they were, they all got there instantly upon answering Mochi's call.

"And if I pause right here..." Mochi stopped the video just as two men lifted your unconscious body "this guy here, on his neck, his tattoo is from another band."

"Those bastards have been giving us so much trouble lately, I'm looking forward to seeing blood drain from their brains."

Sanzu slammed both hands on the table, completely irritated and concerned for your well-being, he was controlling his urge to go looking for you only because Mikey had remained silent with a blank stare throughout the entire meeting.

The Haitani brothers were already warming up to fight, Takeomi was mobilizing some men to search your apartment for clues while Koko and Kakucho were trying to find where your chip signal was. Yes, although unknown to you, they decided to insert a tracking chip into you a while ago just to know where you were when they couldn't be around.

The signal was bad, either because you were too far away from their location or because you were somewhere underground, which didn't help much. They were all probably on the verge of hysteria, the search wasn't going fast enough as they'd like and it only made their mood worse.

It took at least five days for them to come up with any solid leads to your whereabouts, the worst five days of their existence, the poor people or employees who will come across any of them probably aren't alive anymore. Mikey locked himself in and refused to come out unless they heard from you, he barely ate and his sleep schedule got even worse.

"Are you sure it's there?"

"Yes, several of our men have seen these guys with the same tattoo come and go, it doesn't appear to be their central base but it's hidden enough to carry out kidnappings."

Takeomi pointed to a warehouse on the outskirts of the city, everyone mobilized to go there immediately, even Mikey and Kokonoi, who didn't usually get their hands dirty with this kind of work, decided to go.

As for you... it was confusing the first day you woke up, the feeling of a gun pointed at your head became familiar as did the ropes on your wrists and ankles. Your reaction upon seeing the criminals was to release an inaudible sigh, without fear or surprise, your state was neutral.

You knew it, you knew that sooner or later this was going to happen, as much as your guys will try to hide you from problems with other mafias, there are always some leaks, and playing with loved ones from enemy gangs is the easiest card to play to threaten. Although in this case they didn't even have time to issue a threat to Bonten when they had already been threatened by your kidnapping.

The following days were threats to your people to try to get information that could put Bonten in trouble, as well as planning to move to another of their hideouts, however you were unaware of most of the things that Bonten did, although you were their secretary, you were only in charge of planning schedules and correcting some superficial reports from Kokonoi, you were not much help to these scoundrels.

"Damn! I don't understand how they could have protected you so much if you're just a useless old woman, you're useless! Why the hell do those guys hold you in such high esteem...?"

In the outburst of anger as he took it out on you, the sound of his hand slamming into your cheek sounded as the door above fell off its hinges.

"Boss, we have a prob-!"

The eye of the man who was coming down the stairs was blown out thanks to a bullet, landing right between your feet, you closed your eyes and, no matter if you don't believe in any god or anything, you prayed, not for you, but for what all these people did not suffer such a painful death.

You knew what Bonten men were capable of, at first you thought you were exaggerating, but that was the truth and at times, it terrified you. You were terrified to think of all the lives that left this world just because of you, your boys were more than gangsters, more than just criminals, they were monsters looking for any excuse to kill, and you were that excuse.

You knew that there was nothing in this world that would make you reverse time to the point of not having helped that drunk guy at the door of your house, you knew that nothing would make all those men leave your side because of showing your kindness, you knew that no kind of therapy could help such rotten minds at this point, so you could only swallow, as scared as you were, as much as your legs trembled, you had chosen this path yourself and you had to accept it.

"Mom..."

Your breath quickened slightly as you felt Sanzu's cold hand resting on your cheek, you slowly opened your eyes to see pure relief reflected in his, ignoring the bloodstains on his clothes and face, and even ignoring the blood he was leaving on your face, you smiled at him.

"I'm fine guys, I'm… fine."

You had to swallow and avoid getting dizzy from the smell of oxide in the place, your memories are blurry when you try to remember when you left there, you remember seeing many practically mutilated bodies, a river of blood and many arms holding your body as if you were going to disintegrate at that precise moment.

After you were rescued, you spent at least two days in a hospital at Kokonoi's request to see that you didn't have any injuries, everyone turned to you with questions about how you were doing, especially mentally.

It became suffocating, the amount of attention you received after that event, made you understand that, from now on, you could not have a single moment for yourself, no matter the job, the time or the place, you will always have one of them on top of you to keep an eye on you.

It doesn't matter if you complain, the truth, which you had to accept once again, is that nothing but death could separate you from these men, because they were not willing to let you go, ever. But the worst of all is that you accepted it, you accepted your fate, a fate that was sealed a long time ago, you accepted that you lived with monsters, that you helped and treated horrible people like completely sane people, but, an ordinary person like you, no could change anything.

"How long until the cake is ready?"

"Don't be impatient Rin, it's only been in the oven for five minutes."

"That's already a long time..."

"Shut up, you're always so impatient!"

"Are you looking for a fight!?"

"Kakucho, could you...?"

A nod from him made you sigh in relief, breaking up the Haitani brothers' fight as you sat at the table with the others who were talking about random topics. You stared into your teacup, your blank stare imagining imaginary scenes of another lifestyle in the steaming liquid.

"Are you ok? You seem distracted."

You looked at Kokonoi, keeping your gaze off without focusing on his face, you nodded with a slight smile when you saw that everyone had shut up to look at you.

"Yeah, I just didn't sleep well today."

"We'll buy a new bed then."

"I did not mean that..."

And like many things in your current life, your opinion was thrown away just to bring you more 'comfort'. You had no power and that was the absolute truth, nothing could change at this point.

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yourfriendlyneighbourhoodweeb · 3 years ago

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Incorrect Quotes ❌❌

Tokyo revengers

Bonten:

Sanzu: I spy with my little eye, someone who needs to shut the fuck up

Ran: is it me?

Sanzu: it’s always you ❤️

#bonten #tokyo revenger x reader #tokyo revengers #bonten ran x reader #bonten sanzu x reader #bonten trio x reader #crack #ran x reader #x reader #bonten reader #bonten x reader #incorrect quotes #sanzu x reader

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dabilove27 · 3 years ago

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Paring: Draken (Ken Ryuguji) x Fem!Reader

Warnings: All characters are 18+, MDNI, shameless flirting, reader is portrayed as shorter than Draken, Cursing, Domestic Softness, Discussion of pregnancy, Soft smut (male receiving oral, masturbation, female receiving oral), discussion of periods, pregnancy, childbirth

Word Count: 6.5k

Summary: Draken failed at trying to sell you a bike but asked you on a date instead. That night and the events after would be the happiest moments of you life.

A/N: This was supposed to be cute moments of Draken with his child but it turned into this whole backstory thing because I can't write a fic without a backstory. SO lots of fluff and a bit about babies! Thank you as always to @lady-lunaaa for beta’ing and giving me support to feel confident in this piece! And thank you @gixxie for reading it over and making me laugh with all your reactions!

Draken was sure he'd never become a father. His world didn't necessarily scream safe for children. He had past deep gang association with Toman and current light (if you can even call affiliation light) gang affiliation as he ran his bike shop. His world just wasn't the world for a baby. Too many threats, too many worries, and he couldn't just leave anytime if he was tied down by a kid. He didn't doubt that he would be a good dad, though. He took care of Mikey well enough. He would always make sure he got to school on time and was fed. Caretaking came naturally to Draken.

And that love to care for others grew even more when he met you. Sweet, loving, and beautiful you. If you had asked him if he believed in love at first sight, he would've vehemently denied that idea until you waltzed into his world. He had to do a double-take when you came into his bike shop on a sweltering summer day. You were dressed in a small tank top that fit your body just right and jean shorts that showed off your delicate legs. When the air conditioning of his shop hit your skin goosebumps pebbled all over you.

Draken had to stop his jaw from dropping at the sight of you. You fit every single thing he wanted in his dream girl and no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t stop himself from staring as you moved around his shop. After a stammering and unsuccessful attempt to sell you a bike, he asked you out. He knew he had to take this chance even though he had just met you. He didn’t want to lose his chance. But when you smiled at him and said yes, he swore his heart melted at your laughter and angelic voice.

He had no idea how bright you would make his life. How you would lift him up like no one else; he felt like he could touch the sky when he was with you.

The first date he took you on would be cemented in his mind forever. It was a clear night with bright stars scattered across the sky. Since he couldn't successfully sell you a bike, he decided to at least give you a good ride on his own. He kept his old bike from early Toman days in good enough shape that it still ran well. Of course, he had newer bikes, better ones, but this was a special occasion. And you were special too. It didn't feel right to him to use any bike but the one he trusted the most.

Wiping down the black dragon emblem with a cloth, he hears a whistle and looks up to see you approaching. And just like the first time he saw you, he felt his heartbeat quicken as he takes in every inch of you. If he could, he would drink your whole body in. From the top of your head to your beautiful face with full lips that made his thoughts swim. His eyes followed your curves eagerly, perfectly accentuated by your tight black shirt and tight-fitting dark blue jeans that clung to your hips and ass just right. If he didn't stop staring at you, he knew the date would end up in his loft tangled in the sheets.

"Your bike is so pretty!" Your melodic voice is filled with glee, and your eyes are sparkling like the stars hanging above you. "I love the dragon. It matches you," you say as you meet his eyes with a quick wink.

Draken instantly feels his cheeks heat up at your cute attempt at flirting. He clears his throat and tries to play off the blush that seems to be growing throughout his cheeks. "It's been with me for a long time now, it’s old but trusty," he says as he steps away from his bike and walks up to you.

Draken towers over your more petite frame as he gives you a smile to match a thousand suns. You can't help the grin that follows on your own face.

"You look so beautiful tonight," his words come out quieter than his tone before as his dark eyes gaze into yours.

"Does this mean I wasn't beautiful the first time I came to your shop?" You jest with a giggle and playfully bump your shoulder into his side.

A look of horror covers Draken's face as he scrambles for a way to tell you that is not what he meant by any means. He's still fumbling over his words when you say, "Ken, seriously! I was just joking with you." You give him another wink, and he swears he would be on the floor if you hadn't started moving towards his motorcycle.

He's not sure what's going on with him. He's never been such a mess over a woman before. He's always been able to keep a clear and calm head. But with you, it feels like he can't get his words together or his head to stop buzzing with never-ending thoughts. Fuck he really hopes this date goes well because he doesn’t know if he’s ready to let you go by the end of the night.

And thankfully, the rest of the night goes off without a hitch. The two of you climb onto his bike, your body pressed against his muscular back. Draken revels in the way you press so easily against him, if he could sink into the heat of your body he would. But he has to ignore the way your legs slotted perfectly behind him and how delicate your hold is around his torso, or else he wouldn’t ever make it to his destination.

Draken set up a little evening picnic in the park close to his shop. Complete with a thin blanket and light snacks for the two of you to eat under the stars. It was intimate, romantic, and had you falling for him from the moment he laid out the big forest green blanket. The two of you talked for what seemed like days, but, in reality, it was only a few hours with only the stars in the sky to bear witness to the beginning of your relationship.

The date ended in front of the bike shop just like it began. Except for this time, instead of not-so-subtle flirting, it ended in a long kiss that left you wanting more of each other. After that night, the two of you met regularly. Growing closer together with each visit, each kiss, each touch. You aren't sure when you and Draken became "official." Everything just happened naturally, you stopped looking for people to date, and he had eyes only for you from what his best friend, Mikey, would tell you, much to Draken's embarrassment.

The two of you fell into a natural pattern of seeing each other daily. And that transitioned quickly into you staying the night at his place. You had a nosey roommate at home that you didn't want in your business, so Draken's place was the perfect environment for the alone time you desperately craved with him.

The worn-out queen-sized mattress became your favorite place in his home. Nestled in the corner of his open-air loft above the shop, you spent a fair amount of free time snuggled close together on that mattress with him. The old worn-out springs creaked anytime either of you moved, but you loved every part of that "dumb old bed," as Draken would so lovingly refer to it.

Over time you spent more and more time at the shop, accidentally leaving things behind but never returning them home. Or forgetting your toothbrush at your apartment but Draken insisted on buying you one to stay at his place. "Just in case we ever need it," he would say with a tentative smile, hoping you’d agree and not be weird out by the suggestion. He was elated when you told him it would be a great idea.

After a few months, you spent most of the week in Draken's apartment. Sometimes not returning home for days at a time. Draken finally popped the question the two of you had been contemplating for a while on a warm summer afternoon. He was snuggled into your side as you lazed on the mattress that held so many of your memories. His head lay delicately on your stomach, listening to the soft gurgles it made. The heat from outside made it a perfect day to lay around and do a lot of nothing.

"Do you want to move in?" His voice breaks the comfortable silence in the room. And while his question doesn't surprise you, it takes you a moment to answer. Your hand lays lightly on his scalp, your fingers lightly tracing the shaved part of his head, contemplating how to respond.

Happiness bubbles up inside of you as you give him your response. "I'd love to, Ken." Your tone betrays the excitement that is threatening to spill over, you’re trying to be calm but you can’t help it. Draken has made you happier than you ever could have imagined. So living with him was the next step you were more than happy to take. You had no doubt that he would care for you, love you, and be the best partner you've ever had.

Draken lifts himself up to balance on his elbow and meets your eyes, smile beaming as he asks, "Really? Ya sure? I know it's not the most extravagant home, living in the shop, I mean, but–"

You place a finger on his lips to stop his rambling. "Ken, living with you sounds like a dream. You don't have to say anything else; my answer is yes." Removing your finger, you move closer to him and place your lips on his to stop further excuses that he could make up.

Draken’s heart swells at your words, everything in his life finally falling into place as he returns the kiss. Slow, soft, easy–just like the feeling on this summer afternoon.

You were packing and slowly moving items over into his place by the end of your lease, which was only a few months away after Draken asked you to move in. Knowing that it was now your home felt nice. You weren’t obligated to return to your apartment so often so that your roommate could confirm you were still alive. The most exciting part of it was taking that next big step with Draken.

You'd be lying if you hadn't imagined your future with him after that first date under the stars. Who could blame you? You had always been a hopeless romantic at heart. And even though he wasn't the conventional man your mother wanted you to be with, he treated you better than any of the other men you had dated. And with all of that, your brain created this little fantasy about living in his little loft with him, getting married one day, and if you both wanted it, having a child. You hadn't had that talk just yet, but you knew he would be a great father.

Draken was a natural caretaker. You saw it with Mikey and how Draken would check in to make sure the exuberant blonde man had eaten that day. You also saw it with strangers. He went out of his way if he saw someone struggling, even fitting the trope of the big tough guy helping a little old lady cross the street. But most of all, you saw it in how he took care of you. Making sure you got home safe when you didn’t live with him or cooking your favorite meal if he knew you had a tough day. He just knew how to take care of you, and you had no doubt in your mind that he would flourish if he ever became a father.

The first real night living in the loft with Draken fills you with giddiness and excitement. You feel like you can't sit still as you flitter all around the kitchen, cleaning up the dishes from your dinner with him.

Draken is just as happy to see you in such high spirits. In truth, he never wanted to spend any time away from you. Life felt empty when you weren't around. He recalls the mornings before you moved in, when you would have to return home with low light from the sunrise filtering through the blinds, your hand held tight to his. You would have to eventually pull away to get ready, but he would hold your hand tighter, asking you to not let go just yet. That would generally end in his favor, but now he knew you would always be returning to his–no, your home with him. The thought sends pride and happiness rolling through him. Life feels complete and content now.

The excitement in both of you keeps drawing you together like magnets as you finish up the dishes. Little pecks between rinsing the suds off a plate or a quick embrace as Draken dries the bowls with a worn towel. Eventually, the task gets completed but takes much more time than you had initially expected with all the little detours you took to connect to each other. By the end of it you find yourself grasping his larger hand in your palm and pulling him towards the worn-out mattress.

Your light t-shirt sticks to your skin from the heat and sweat of the day. But Draken loves how it clings to you, how he can see every curve of your body below the thin fabric. His eyes linger on your full lips, upturned in a smile as you coax him to the bed.

He knows exactly where this is going. "You sure you have enough energy, sweetheart?" His deep voice sends shivers down your body.

Your eyes follow the planes of his body. He's dressed in a black shirt–stupid for the amount of heat it attracts, but you love how it lays taut across his muscular body.

Draken doesn't miss the way your eyes linger over every part of him and it unleashes a feral part in him. "I’m going to have to come over there and take care of you myself if you don't stop," his low and deep voice, lust filtering its way through. You feel warmth pool deep in your core at his tone. But you want to thank him, thank him for his help with moving, and thank him for giving you the best time of your life. So without any further hesitation, you lower yourself to your knees in front of him.

Draken's eyes widen as he sees the devilish smirk on your face. This was much more than he expected after a long day of moving. You look upward through your long lashes at him, and he swears he could burst at that sight alone. Draken feels his dick twitch in his pants as he gazes down at your eyes filled with lust.

Your hand wanders up to his pants, the rough material tickling his skin, from his knee to the prominent bulge in front of your face. Draken takes a sharp breath at the sudden feeling of your warm hand over his member. He was tired from the day, but fuck he didn't want to turn you down when you were looking at him like that, eyes full and expectant. And you loved being in this position with him, your eyes taking in his toned stomach peaking out from beneath his shirt.

"Fuck, baby girl," Draken lets out with a lusty rasp. His large hand comes down to cup your jaw gently. Without removing your eyes from his lust-blown pupils, you give his dick a small squeeze through the material before moving to release his belt. He's mesmerized by your movements and can only watch your delicate hands unbuckle the strip of leather and slip it through its loops. Once he is free of his belt you bring your hands back to his black button. His eyes break away from yours to admire your breasts, the tops slightly poking out your shirt.

After finally releasing his button and zipper, you help him shift his pants down his legs. Each movement is slow and methodical. You smile, noticing his erection straining through his black boxers, eager and ready for you. Draken's thumb starts to slowly caress your jaw, and you feel a shiver rush through you at the movement. But you don't want to forget your goal of thanking him in one of the best ways you know how.

"You've helped me so much today, love," you coo at him while tracing your fingers along his waistband. Your body was becoming more heated with each moment, each glance, and the thought of what's to come.

"I'd do anything for you, you know that," he coos back at you just as sweetly, but you don't miss the rumbling inside of him–he was getting impatient.

You finally remove his boxers and release his member without further hesitation. He's already fully erect. Draken’s dick has always been one of your favorite parts of his body. Long and the perfect size for you. You were slightly intimidated the first time you had been together, but you fit together seamlessly after some prep.

Leaning in, you place a small peck on the tip of his dick and end up peppering kisses down his shaft. Looking up to him you see his eyes closed in anticipatory bliss at your actions. He looked beautiful like that. Quickly you take as much of him into your mouth as possible. The shuddering breath he releases just fuels your actions. You begin to move your mouth up and down while hollowing your cheeks. The hand he previously had on your face has found its way into your hair. He wanted you to move faster, fuck your face, but he wouldn't do it until you were ready. He was always gentlemanly in that way, he’d fuck you hard if you wanted but never without your go ahead.

Pulling yourself off of him, you drag your tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip. Draken lets out a small moan at the motion and grunts when you take your hand and begin massaging his dick in your warm palm, your saliva from earlier providing lubricant. He moans louder this time as he desperately tries to keep his hips from bucking into your hand. You take this moment to lick at his slit, taking in the salty pearlescent precum weeping from it. You move your other hand to hold his muscular thigh to stabilize yourself as you continue your ministrations.

"Mmm, fuck yeah," Draken releases a sinful moan. With the encouragement you take him back into your wet mouth. The hand on your head tangles itself in your hair, and you can feel him pushing you forward on his length. His hips move gently to meet the warmth of your mouth, and you feel your pussy throb at the motion. It's such a rush having him so hopelessly needy for you.

You continue moving your hand on his shaft, where your mouth couldn't cover. And Draken takes every second to appreciate this moment even though he knew, now that you were living with him, he would have a lot more times like this. But he wishes he could memorize every contour of your mouth. He was forever amazed how quickly he would crumble for you at a simple blow job but what you did was magic to him.

Seeing this strong man unravel above you was always a turn-on. The infamous Draken of Toman was putty in your hands. The thought of him cumming only to your hands and mouth made your head hazy. The pulse in your cunt was becoming too much, and you moved your free hand to it. Pushing past your own layers of clothing, you find your clit easily.

You were ready, wet, and your underwear was already drenched with slick. Moving your fingers you start to rub your clit, slowly circling it and applying more pressure as you go. You don’t stop sucking Draken though, his length slips in and out of your mouth easily like you're a practiced professional. Taking the hand that had been jerking his length, you move it to his balls and gently squeeze them. He lets out a low and gruff moan at your action.

You start to whine around his dick as you can't keep your own pleasure quiet. If Draken didn’t know better he would’ve thought this must be heaven because the vibrations in your throat send him into the clouds. He brings his gaze down to meet your frame and holds himself back from cumming immediately. He loves the way you look below him. Your hand is hidden in your pants, eyes closed, caught up in your own lust. Spit is slowly dripping down your chin, falling effortlessly on the peaks of your breast.

"God, you're beautiful," he breathes out as he watches you continue to pleasure yourself.

"Mmm," you hum back at him as you continue your movements. Fingers expertly bring that coil inside of you even tighter. Draken's member continues to kiss the back of your throat, his gentle thrusts from earlier becoming harsher. The hand in your hair grips tighter, a slight pain prickling in your scalp but still enjoyable. He lets out another guttural moan, the sound going straight to your pussy, as he allows his eyes to close again.

Both of you were close to reaching your peaks. You shift your hand again from Draken's balls back to his shaft and begin pumping his length. Your tongue caresses his dick, and then you pull back to lick his weeping tip. "Holy–f-fuck," he stutters out as he guides your mouth back onto his member as he thrusts into it.

"Baby, how did you get so good at this?" He pants out as he continues thrusting into you. This is the moment that you love whenever giving him a blow job–you know he's about to fall apart. This firm and feared man is falling apart at your actions, and it sends a rush through you. And right as that thought hits you, Draken cums with a low grunt; the salty taste of cum immediately covers your tongue. His hips quiver as he rides out his orgasm, holding your head so it can't leave him. You swallow his load while continuing to gently suck at his overstimulated tip. After a moment, he releases your hair, and you pull yourself off of him, a thin string of saliva still connecting you to him.

Moving your hands back on you to finish off yourself, Draken lifts you up and pulls down your pants and underwear in one swift motion. He picks you up and throws you over his shoulder as you let out a little squeal.Dropping you on the bed, and you meet the worn soft cushion with an oomph.

"Turn around, baby," he growls as he towers over you. You oblige quickly and poke your ass up with a wiggle of your hips. Draken's large hands find purchase at your hips as he drags you towards the edge of the bed.

You can't stop the moan that erupts from you as you feel his tongue slide up your slit. Draken greedily sucks at your swollen clit, face buried in your cunt. It's an automatic response when you push yourself back into his face trying to get as much friction as possible from his talented tongue. He continues his ministrations, tongue flicking at your clit while his hands harshly grip the globes of your ass. You can feel your orgasm approaching again, knowing you're about to spill over.

"Yes, Ken!" You can't help but yell out as you bury your face in the comforter. They smell like him, and home, a comforting scent. Draken dips his tongue inside your sopping cunt, and you can't stop the whine that escapes your lips.

The coil inside of you feels seconds away from exploding, bound tighter than you think you've ever felt. Your back arches as your orgasm rips through you. Body shaking, you ride it out as Draken continues to lap up every ounce that pours out of you. As you calm down from your post-orgasm shakes, Draken plops down on the worn old bed you love so much, the bed dipping under his weight.

"I love you, ya know that," he says softly as he gently caresses the side of your face with his knuckles.

"I love you too, Ken," you whisper back, still trying to catch your breath. "That was amazing; I can't wait to see what else we can do now that I'll have so much extra time here." You waggle your eyebrows at him as he lets out a deep laugh.

"Oh yeah? Then let’s see what we can do right now," he growls playfully as he situates himself on top of you, caging you in. You squeal as he places kisses down your neck.

Needless to say, it was a very eventful night for the two of you.

You lived with Draken a little over a month and a half when you noticed a change. It seemed like out of nowhere, your mood shifted. You didn't want to get out of bed some days, and tears came quicker than they ever had before. Draken tried to be as supportive as possible, holding you when you weren't sure what was making you so upset. Letting you know everything would be okay as he rubbed your back.

But you were concerned. This wasn't like you. Sure, you got emotional at times but nothing of this magnitude. You wondered if maybe things would stabilize after you had your period. Perhaps it was just a bad case of PMS. But the day when you were supposed to start your cycle came and went without a single drop of blood, which again wasn't a huge concern–you had been late before. But after three days with no sign of Aunt Flo showing up, you decided to stop by the convenience store on your way home from work.

Holding the little white stick with the dark blue cap and waiting for a result was maddening. Three minutes seemed to take three hours. You watch the little display anxiously, willing it to go faster. And you almost drop it when a single word flashes up on the screen. Your stomach drops, nausea rising up your throat. That tiny single word changed your future forever. You were sure that you had just been late and just overthinking everything. But the little black letters glaring up at you solidified that you should have been more careful.

You had no idea what you were going to tell Draken. The two of you had discussed a future before. But he had always expressed hesitancy with children because of gang affiliation. He never wanted a child to be used against him because it wouldn't be fair for the child to go through any trauma like that, he would always say. Draken once shared a story about how one guy's girlfriend was beaten so severely that she went into a coma for days and how he didn’t want his child to be a victim of that treatment either. The memory of that story stings your core and has you grappling for any idea of how to give the news to him.

Draken was finishing up in the shop when you finally emerged from the bathroom, after stuffing the test deep in a cabinet. You couldn't bring yourself to throw it away just yet. The loud sound of the metal gate to the shop being closed makes you realize the time is coming quickly. Heart racing and nausea setting into your body, you try to pull yourself together to give him this news. No matter his response you were keeping this baby, you just hoped he wanted to as well.

Draken ascends the staircase, his heavy boots clinking on each step. You meet his face the moment he ascends into the loft, a small smudge of grease on his cheekbone. The tears you are desperately trying to hold in spill out almost immediately when he gives you that warm smile. When he sees your tears, his face instantly falls, and he rushes forward to you.

"What's wrong? What happened?" He asks, concern laced in his tone as he pulls you into a hug. You bury your head into his chest as the sobs come through. He smells like leather and grease, both scents that linger on everything in your tiny little loft.

Trying to pull yourself together, you let out little sniffles as the tears run down your face. Draken rubs slow circles in the middle of your back that always does wonders to calm you down. You take in a shaky breath and pull back to face him. His face is filled with worry, his brows furrowed, and his mouth set in a tight line.

You were never one to beat around the bush; so you let the words tumble out as you move your gaze to the ground, "I'm pregnant." And then you wait for the inevitable negative response from him that you’re sure is coming. But instead, you are met with shock when you're lifted off your feet and up into the air. Your shocked expression meets Draken's broad smile and bright eyes.

"Why were ya crying? This is exciting news!" The joy in his voice radiates through all of you, and you can't help more tears from falling as he sets you down and cups your face with his hands. "It is mine, right?" He adds jokingly with a wink trying to lift your spirits.

You giggle and tap his broad chest lightly with your palm. "Of course it's yours. You know I'm addicted to that thing," you jest back and gesture towards his crotch. "I thought you didn't want kids," your tone becomes a little more serious as you stare into his dark eyes.

"Well," he chuckles, moving one of his hands to rub the back of his head. "I never wanted them to be a part of my lifestyle because of Toman, but once I met you, I knew if it was going to happen, you'd be the one to convince me. Just never expected it to just happen." You can see the joy in every bit of his face though, from the crinkle in his eyes to the broad smile. Your heart swells at his words, anxiety melting away. He wanted this, and he wanted to go on this journey with you.

You can't help but laugh at him, "You know how babies are made, right?"

A blush appears across his cheeks as he nervously laughs, "Well yeah, but-"

"Well then, my love, we do a lot of that," you say to him in a sultry voice.

Draken grins at you devilishly and pulls you into a deep kiss, soft lips moving perfectly against your own. This was the start of an exciting but scary new journey for the two of you, but you couldn't wait to see Draken as a dad. You had no doubt he’d be perfect.

The next nine months were filled with every emotion you could possibly name. Happiness, worry, joy, sadness, and the list goes on and on. You were one of the lucky mothers who didn't have to deal with the dreaded morning sickness; you did however, have food aversion, specifically to meat. Draken was always there, rubbing your back when the tears from nowhere would sprout, making multiple trips out to get you something that wouldn't upset your stomach, and reassuring you this moment would pass. He was your rock.

But the most exciting part of your early pregnancy was receiving your blood test results–well, it was technically the baby's blood test. But when you saw the name of your clinic pop up on your phone, you rushed quickly to answer it. Draken was downstairs in the shop talking to a customer, so he would have to wait to hear the news. Even though the call was short and sweet it had your heart pounding loudly in your chest. Thankfully, the test came back negative for any indication of abnormalities that they could pick up at ten weeks. Before your doctor gave you the information you were dying for, she confirmed that you wanted to hear the sex of the baby, and you could hardly let her finish the question before you blurted out a "yes!"

The moment she told you, you couldn't stop the grin from coming across your face. You and Draken had made a little bet at the start of your pregnancy, and you had officially won it. Satisfaction pulsed through your veins. Even though you would have been elated with either a boy or a girl, it was such a good feeling to know you were right. A little victory from all the havoc your body was currently putting you through.

You were waiting not so patiently for Draken to finish up with his customer, leaning over the metal railing you look down into the shop. It sounded like they were finishing up, the customer saying he would return this evening with a down payment for a bike Draken had been trying to sell this whole month.

As soon as the bells on the front door signal it has shut, you call out to Draken, "Ken! Can you come up here, please?" You try to keep your excitement down, but you could hear the quiver in your voice as you called out to him.

Draken doesn't even question you as his heavy footsteps clink against the metal stairway. He greets you with a bright smile, and before you can say anything, he says, "I heard you on the phone; it sounded like the doctor. What did she say?" The words rush out quickly; it's cute to see him so excited.

"Well, first and foremost, everything is fine," you pause for dramatic effect, loving the way Draken's eyes light up at that. "And, wait, are you sure you want to know what the baby is?" You ask, knowing he's going to want to hear the news; you just can't stop yourself from playing with him.

"Come on now, babe, just tell me!" He whines as he approaches you, placing his large hand on your non-existent pregnancy bump. Warmth radiates through you at the little action. "I'm dying here," he pleads as his eyes make contact with yours.

"It's a girl," you squeak and then squeal as Draken lifts you off the ground in a tight embrace much like he did the night he found out you were pregnant. He's laughing, loud but beautiful. You aren't sure if you've ever seen him so joyful. His reactions bring joyful stinging tears to your eyes.

As he puts you down gently, you notice he’s tearing up himself. Your heart flutters at sight; there is no doubt in your mind that he's going to be a great father to your little girl. A perfect girl dad if you say so yourself.

The two of you spend the rest of your time together until the evening discussing possible names, what she'll be like, and who she will look more like. You can’t think of a time you’ve ever been happier. Here with your little growing family was exactly where you were meant to be.

You aren't sure if you would’ve survived those first three months without Draken. It felt like your body was changing daily, and only amplified more when the second trimester hit. Around this time, you finally noticed a slight bump poking out from your previously flat abdomen. It's almost impossible not to lay your hand on it–on her, waiting for the tiniest bit of movement that you wouldn't feel for at least a few more months.

Draken couldn't resist either. His hand always found your little protruding bump every night as you lay together, back snuggled into his broad chest. It felt safe and comfortable, the three of you so close together. Your heart ached pleasantly whenever you realized this was going to be your little family.

Your second trimester was a breeze; food aversion was gone, you were sleeping better, and you didn't feel so fatigued that you might fall over. Your little bump was growing every day, and you loved watching her development through your pregnancy app. Everything felt right with the world and you stupidly thought your last trimester would be a breeze.

And then it hit you like a train. All that energy you gained during the second trimester you were sure was to help you power through these last three months. Everything ached; you felt like a whale even though Draken assured you that you were the most beautiful person he had ever seen. You couldn't wait to get your intruder out of you but also realized that you would miss this time. Things would be so different once she was out in the world. A melancholy feeling overtook you if you thought about it too much.

It's your thirty-ninth week of pregnancy as you are processing all these feelings, laid out on your tiny beat-up couch, trying to get the swelling in your ankles to go down when you feel a rush of wet go through your underwear and soak right through your leggings.

Immediately you call for Draken in a panicked tone, knowing that either your water just broke or, much less likely, you lost control of your bladder. He comes bounding up the stairs, boots clanging on the metal you can hear the concern in the stomp of his footsteps. His wide eyes meet your form as you begin explaining your water just broke.

In a frenzy, both of you jump into action. You change your clothes and confirm that your bladder was not the cause of your damp leggings. Draken grabs your hospital bag, and the two of you hurry (more of a quick waddle for you) to the car to rush to the hospital.

And what seems like a lifetime of waiting and pain that you can’t accurately describe, the two of you welcome a screaming baby girl into the world. Little Hoshi Ryuguji burst into the two of your lives, and unbeknownst to the two of you, would change your lives forever. You can still remember the moment Draken got to hold her. His tall, imposing figure awkwardly cradled her tiny one. His eyes fixated on her as she grips tightly onto his long finger. You wish you could have got it on camera but the memory will be stuck in your mind forever.

As you lay in the hospital bed, entirely spent, sleep begging to pull you away, you watch them with heavy eyes and don't miss the moment Draken whispers to her, "I'll do anything to protect you and mama."

Your heart is so full at that moment that you can't even imagine anything else that would make your life complete. Your perfect little family.

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