#bonten tokyo revengers

[buccini555]

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲

★ You found out you were pregnant, but were afraid to tell them, but they ended up finding out

★ H e a d c a n o n s !

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

tw: unplanned pregnancy, pregnancy symptoms, bad words, abandonment, a little angst but a lot of fluff

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Manjiro began to notice the change in your behavior, having the impression that you were hiding something, he knew, at that point he was almost sure that you were expecting his baby.

"Don't lie to me..." He held you, making you completely vulnerable, tears came down his face, Manjiro was really scaring you.

"M-manjiro, stop, please..." You just closed your eyes, expecting the worst and fearing for your son's life, but, unexpectedly, Manjiro let you go, giving you a hug full of affection, you remained silent, watching him place his hand on your belly.

"A-are you... pregnant?" Your heart beat faster, a feeling of despair took over you, but it was too late. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry but, it's true, I-I'm expecting your baby." Silence took over the room, being broken by Manjiro's inconsolable crying.

"Thanks." He said through tears. "Please take our baby away from me, I don't want to hurt you..." That was the last thing you heard from Manjiro before he told you to leave.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

You tried to hide all the symptoms so that Haruchiyo wouldn't notice, until the day you were having dinner together and you felt sick, as soon as you got up and went to the bathroom because of nausea, at that moment he already knew that you were pregnant.

"Love? are you ok?" He walked into the bathroom, seeing you sitting on the floor crying.

"Be honest with me... You're pregnant, aren't you?" Haruchiyo said as he helped you get up, your crying only intensified at that moment, confirming Sanzu's question, he remained silent, looking at you and stroking your face, it was definitely not the reaction you expected from him.

"Were you scared to tell me? I-I'm so sorry." Sanzu hugged you, then he walked away and at that moment you expected the worst possible reaction.

"I'm really angry that you're making your mother sick, we have to take care of her together, do you hear your father?" He said hugging and placing a small kiss on your belly, giving a smile of relief from you, later getting up and giving you a long kiss.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

Kakucho was always very attentive to you, for that reason, it didn't take long for him to suspect that you were pregnant, his doubts were only confirmed the day you ended up in the hospital because of a faint.

As soon as he found out about your hospitalization, he went to visit you, but as soon as he arrived in the room you were in, he saw you doing an ultrasound and listening to your baby's heart, as soon as you noticed his presence, your heart accelerated, Kakucho was standing at that door crying with a smile on his face, he went into denial for a moment, his emotion upon hearing your baby was so great that he couldn't even contain himself.

"Y-you're really pregnant, our baby is so small, so fragile... We're going to have a baby, I can't believe it!" He approached you, holding your hand and telling you through tears, he was shaking and couldn't even look away from the image of the baby.

"That was the best gift you could have given me, thank you darling! Now you're no longer the only love of my life." He kissed your hand, his reaction left you completely in love, you were sure at that moment that despite everything, you chose the right father for your baby.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Rindou and you were in the room listening to some songs together when you started to feel sick, as much as you were trying to hide your pregnancy, Rindou had already noticed at that moment.

"Shit, aren't you going to tell me you got pregnant?" He said in a serious tone, looking directly at you, you looked at him scared, but you would have to tell the truth. "I'm sorry Rin..." You just confirmed his question, Rindou was completely shaken by the news and you could only hope for the worst.

"I'm not going to be a good father..." He said in a low tone, shaking his head in denial and trying to hide how disappointed he was. "I'm sure you'll be a great father, Rin." Everything suddenly became silent, almost as if time had stopped, Rindou hugged you, then placed his hand on your belly and caressed you with a smile on his face.

"I'll do my best for you, you and this little one boy... Or little one girl! Ran will love knowing he's going to be an uncle."

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Ran You definitely won't find out about your pregnancy that easily, but as soon as he saw you feeling sick in front of him, something in his intuition made him realize your pregnancy.

Holding your hair as you finished throwing up, he couldn't help but ask you.

"You are pregnant?" He asked the question with a worried expression, seeing you feeling sick and thinking about the fact that you were carrying that weight alone made him completely sensitive, fearing for Ran's reaction, you just nodded your head.

"You should have told me earlier!" He shouted at you, making you even more scared.

"Forgive me... I didn't mean to yell at you." Ran hugged you, being careful in his embrace, he was already getting used to the presence of your baby, knowing that he would have to change his behavior for you.

"...My angel, my girlfriend and future wife, you made me a complete man!" He said, still hugging you, Ran proposed to you at that same moment and promised himself that regardless of anything, he would be the best father your baby could have. "Rindou is going to spoil this child so much..." Ran said with a smile on his face.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

Kokonoi had already made it very clear previously that he did not intend to have children, hiding the pregnancy from him would definitely not be a good idea as it didn't take him long to realize it.

"Do you have something to tell me?" He would ask you, already knowing the answer, Kokonoi didn't want to believe that that had happened.

"N-no." You said, trying to deny the obvious, but he interrupted you.

"You are pregnant." Koko stated, taking a long sigh and shaking his head in denial, you expected the worst possible reaction, but the tallest just burst into tears, soon going to hug you.

"I would never, ever deny our baby, I love you and I will love this baby, in fact, I already love him... or she? I don't know!" He said, or at least tried to say in the midst of so much emotion, he hugged you tightly, you just felt how much he was shaking, Koko was scared and just feared he wouldn't be a good father to your son. "I will take care of you, I will protect you! You are my most precious one, you and our baby."

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

Takeomi already knew about your pregnancy, he paid close attention to your behavior and it didn't take long to notice the changes.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Where were you thinking when you chose to hide your pregnancy from me?" Takeomi said placing you against the wall and holding your face aggressively, at that moment you could only cry, fearing for your baby's life.

"You were just another slut, you should have thought about that before showing up pregnant." He said, releasing you, despite all that violence, Takeomi was honestly moved by the fact that you were expecting his baby.

"... I'm so sorry." Takeomi looked at you, helping you sit down and sitting in front of you.

"I won't be able to move on with my life knowing that I left a child behind, so I will take care of you and these children, but know that I'm not happy at all with this mistake I made." He got up and left.

[ageingfangirl2]

Imagine Being Bonten's Receptionist (Bonten x F Reader) - Tokyo Revengers

FIRST DAY/INTRODUCTIONS

Bonten is Tokyo's most notorious crime syndicate but has an office like any respectable business. even if it was a front. Each member had an office, there were a couple of meeting rooms, and they even had other staff who like you were sworn to secrecy or face deadly consequences. The pay was better than any other place you'd interviewed at, and the hours were reasonable, but you were expected to be flexible if needed to come in early or stay later.

The reception area had a few sofas and tables, and your counter was the first thing you saw when you got off the lift. You couldn't actually enter the offices behind you unless you had a key card or you buzzed them in. It would be quite lonely out here on your own or so you thought.

Hajime Kokonoi had hired you, he said it was because you looked trustworthy, and of course, you made a joke that he'd probably had your background checked. He told you to your face he had and you were the most worthy applicant. When you pushed for more he sealed his lips. On your first day, he put a very nice vase of flowers on the reception counter stating it gave the place more life, but it was a bouquet of your favourite flowers. So you thanked him and he said it was nothing, even though a couple of flowers had to be imported. You heard he was stingy with money.

You were typing away when Takeomi Akashi walked out of the offices with an unlit cigarette between his lips not noticing your presence, because he was busy cussing the lighter that wasn't working. 'Excuse me, let me help you,' you call out, grab the lighter from your bag and walk over to him. 'Who are you?' he asks confused, and you explain as you light the cigarette. 'Thank you, you smoke?' he enquires and you shake your head, and explain your friends do and on nights out you'd rather them come to you than a stranger. 'Smart girl, never smoke.' Takeomi now knew who to come to when his lighter wouldn't work.

Kakucho walks out of the lift on his phone, 'good morning,' you say politely. The poor man jumps out of his skin and nearly drops his phone on the marble floor. You apologise profusely for scaring him and his face gets a little redder the more you talk to him. It's not lost on you that he's not so subtly checking you out, in fact, you find it kind of cute when he should be intimidating. 'Nice to meet you, err I have to go,' he stutters and makes a quick escape into the offices. At the end of the day, he introduces himself properly, telling you if you need anything you can call him. It had been a while since a guy had given you his number.

Word spread by lunchtime about the new hire and that's when you met the Haitani brothers Ran and Rindou. Hajime had warned you to be on your guard, you were innocent and the brothers would try to taint you. 'hello beautiful, I have a reason to come into the office more now,' Ran croons, leaning over the counter staring at you with lustful eyes. You sit up straight, 'it's nice to meet you, but nothing's going to happen.' Ran looks hurt while his brother laughs, 'Maybe you're not as much of a charmer as you think brother. Call me Rindou.' and you're shocked when he takes your hand and kisses it. You would almost believe he was a gentleman if he didn't have the same lustful eyes as his brother. You smile and remove your hand from his, 'I don't know what game you two are playing but it won't be easy. I've been warned.' the brothers exchange a look and huff, 'Koko,' they say in unison. You nod and go back to your computer. Little did you know that your rejection ignited a challenge between the brothers to see who could win you over first.

After the Haitani brothers, you thought you'd be left alone but there were a couple of cocky male employees who thought they could flash expensive suits and watches while being drenched in overpowering cologne. Unlike the brothers these two immediately violated your personal space making you feel uncomfortable, 'can you leave me alone please?' you ask, 'get away from me,' you insist. One of the men goes to grab your arm 'Know your place bitch--' when he's grabbed himself and thrown backwards. Kanji Mochizuki stands guard in front of you, 'the lady said no, just wait until the boss here's about this.' Then men scurry off scared by the threat. He turns to face you with a warm smile, 'Sorry about that, they won't cause you any more problems. Give me a shout if anyone else makes you feel uncomfortable.' you weren't quite sure what to make of him, but you just got your second number of the day.

Hajime or Koko as he told you to call him asked you to stay late to accept a parcel for another member. This is where you met Bonten's no.2 Haruchiyo Sanzu and the leader Manjiro Sano. You were taken aback seeing Sanzu covered in blood while Mikey didn't seem to have a single scratch on him, both looked equally intimidating and you didn't want to get on either of their bad sides. You gulp and look down at the parcel you'd not long signed for seeing it was addressed to Sanzu, 'good evening I have a parcel for Haruchiyo Sanzu.' both men stare at you, Sanzu looks manic while Mikey looks bored. 'Thank you, lovely lady, pink looks good on you,' Sanzu chuckles and takes the parcel before skipping into the office. You brush imaginary creases off your light pink blouse, 'well I guess I'll be going then, have a good night sir,' you pick up your bag, turn off the monitor and stand up noticing Mikey hadn't moved his eyes from you, 'are you okay sir?' you ask. He blinks a couple of times, 'Yes, get home safe,' you nod and press the lift button, feeling a little uneasy having Mikey continue to stare at you.

When you returned to your apartment you threw yourself on the bed thinking about your interesting first day of work, and all the Bonten members you'd interacted with. This was going to be an interesting job.

[bluerskiees]

Mikey: There is no future. There is no past. Don't you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every fact.

Y/n: .........All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

[movedtolilmouzee]

𝕭𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓'𝖘 𝕼𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓...

𝘚𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘚𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵. 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺

Being a girlfriend to the most dangerous criminals in japan was something you never saw yourself becoming. You'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it. They gave you everything your heart could desire. Clothes, Jewelry, Food.

All they wanted in return was to fuck you dumb and make sure you're full of their cum. Anytime they'd come home with a gift for you, they'd have you crying on their cock for hours. It was everyone's favorite thing to do, Watching you cry about how it's too much one minute then begging for more another moment later.

Rindou and Mikey were the meanest. Bullying their cocks inside you while calling you a little slut for them. Hands holding you down against the surface they bent you over, eyes watching your ass jiggle with each thrust.

Ran and Mochi were the sweetest. Soft kisses placed against the bite marks, hickies, and brusies that were littered along your body. They'd draw you a relaxing bath and wash your hair and body.

Kokonoi and kakucho adore spoiling you the most. The way your face will light up, practically bouncing with joy when they surprise you. They love to surprise you with boxes upon boxes of your favorite snacks and sweets when you've had a bad day

Sanzu being the maniac he is loves when you'll ask him to kill someone because they looked at you wrong. You'll say it so sweetly, lips curving into the small smirk as you sit down onto his lip letting your boots press up against his chest. If he's feeling nice he'd gladly send you videos of it

[kinkandkreep]

❥︎ 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧

❥︎ 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧!𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐱 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

❥︎ 𝑪𝑾: 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕

❥︎ "__" 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆

❥︎ '𝑲𝒈𝒐𝒔𝒊' 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 "𝒄𝒐-𝒛𝒚" 𝒐𝒓 "𝒈𝒐-𝒛𝒊"

❥︎ ᵃ/ⁿ: ʰᵉʸ ʰᵉʸ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ! ʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵇᵃᵇʸ ᵈᵃᵈᵈʸ!ᵐⁱᵏᵉʸ ˣ ᵇˡᵃᶜᵏ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ᶠⁱᶜ! ᵇᵘᶜᵏˡᵉ ᵘᵖ, ᶜᵘˢ ˢʰᵉ'ˢ ᵃ ˡᵉⁿᵍᵗʰʸ ᵒⁿᵉ. ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ! 👋🏾

“Kgosi! Be careful love!”

The little tot’s shrieking laughter can be heard in response, his tiny feet carrying him towards you. 

A large smile plastered across your face, you crouch, arms open expectantly. Kgosi tosses himself into your embrace, giggling happily and gesturing to be lifted. 

Standing, you bring your baby boy with you, holding him gently but firmly and twirling a couple times in place. Again, that familiar laugh that never fails to warm your heart can be heard in Kgosi’s excitement. 

“Yay! Again!” Your baby claps, the movement clunky and uncoordinated what with his chubby hands.

“Noo, not again baby. Mama’s a little dizzy.” Kgosi frowns but his disappointment is quickly forgotten when he recognizes where you’re carrying him. 

The baby’s face lights up, black eyes twinkling with newfound mirth. 

“Swing mama, wanna swing!”

You place Kgosi safely in the bucket swing, lightly flicking the fat of one of his cheeks and chuckling as he shies away with a bright smile and yet another tiny giggle. 

“Hold on tight ok?” Kgosi nods determinedly, little hands gripping the rubber coated chains on either side of him.

“Ready mama!” Nodding, you take your place behind your son, pulling the swing up and back until the seat rests just above your head. You’re preparing to let go when a voice from behind startles you. 

“Miss __ __?” 

In your surprise you release the seat, your son’s shrieks of joy sounding as he swings back and forth. 

Turning, you face the man whom the voice belongs to, and you're shocked and a little disturbed to see he's a large scar running almost the circumference of his head, pale against his skin and visible though he stands a distance away from you. 

He’s dressed in all black, and you can see his eyes moving as he watches your son. 

Stepping into the man’s field of vision, you lay your arms defensively across your chest, expression flat and unamused. 

“That depends. Who’s asking?”

The black clad man’s eyes snap up to your face, and for a moment, you two engage in a tense stare down. 

Eventually, he relents, sensing that you weren’t going to. 

“I am here on behalf of Manjiro Sano. He wishes to hold an audience with you.” 

A sudden, sharp bolt of lightning zips down your spine upon hearing that name.

It had been quite literally years, and you’d not heard hide nor hair of the once invincible man. 

You’d managed to convince yourself that that was a good thing. 

“Why?” That one single word is so loaded with other lingering questions and feelings and anger that the man shifts uncomfortably. 

“I was only told to deliver the message, nothing more.”

You can tell the man knows more than he lets on, but refrains from saying anything else. Perhaps out of a sense of respect for Manjiro. Perhaps out of a subconscious desire to spare you the details. 

Whatever the reason, you find yourself a little peeved that he won’t spill, but nevertheless, you acquiesce. 

“Fine. But I’m taking my son somewhere safe first.”

“Actually,” the scarred man moves to take a step forward, quickly aborting the movement when you equally as quickly step back, feeling behind yourself for Kgosi. 

“Stay there. I don’t want you any closer to my son.”

The man nods, returning to his previous position. 

“Actually,” he begins again, one hand slightly outstretched as a sign of submission. “The King requested that you bring your son along. He wishes to see him as well.”

Upon hearing Mikey be addressed as “The King,” you lift a disbelieving brow. 

“Really? He’s having you refer to him as “The King?” You know, I become more glad everyday that he left me alone.”

You’re more so speaking to yourself, and the man clears his throat to draw back your attention. 

“When you’re ready, I will escort you both to the designated meeting place.”

With that, the man turns and begins walking off, your eyes watching him closely as he does. 

Turning, you finally address Kgosi, who has long since stopped swinging and has, rather uncharacteristically, been quietly watching the entire exchange. 

“Who dat mama?”

Unsure of how exactly to answer the question, you respond with the first thing that comes to mind. 

“He’s one of daddy’s friends baby.”

At the mention of his father, little Kgosi begins to bounce excitedly where he’s still seated. 

“Daddy yay!”

Despite your gripe with the man, you can’t help the sad smile that curls your lip at your son’s enthusiasm. 

‘If only you knew, son…’

It takes a bit to get Kgosi situated and gather up your belongings, but once you do, you find the scarred man leaned against a nearby tree, arms folded across his chest, awaiting your approach. 

"Ready?” He queries, standing to his full height. 

You give one solemn nod, following when the man beckons. 

The ride is a quiet one: neither you nor the man asks questions. The only sound is that of your son’s absentminded babbles as he plays with his car toys and the occasional “look mama!” when you pass something he finds particularly interesting outside. 

You try to keep as engaged as possible, but your mind is running a thousand miles a minute. 

‘What on Earth could Manjiro want with us now?’

After about 30 minutes and seemingly endless pondering, you arrive at a little house on the outskirts of the city. It’s not a place you immediately recognize, and this causes you some alarm. 

“Why did he want us brought here?” The question comes out more severe than you intended for it to. The man side eyes you, hesitating before speaking. 

“The King thought that perhaps you’d be more comfortable and apt to talk somewhere that was a little more quaint and a little less busy than his usual residence.”

“Less busy than his usual residence, you say? I can only imagine the shit he gets into.”

“Lang’ge mama!” Your son gasps, causing you to chuckle.

“Sorry baby, you’re right. Mama should watch her language.”

The man watches silently, trying to suppress a small smile at your interaction with your son. 

“Right this way.”

Once you’ve all exited the car- presumably something expensive now that you’ve paid it any real attention- you begin making your way up the porch steps to the front door. 

Kgosi insisted on walking himself, so your right hand is occupied by his left. The scarred man offered to carry your bag, and you let him, figuring he had no want or need for diapers and coloring books. 

The trek up to the door seems endless, and you attribute that mostly to nerves. It’s been so long since you’ve heard so much as a whisper about Manjiro and his current whereabouts and endeavors, let alone actually seen him. 

Ken and the others looked for him for a time after he disappeared, but after some less than savory occurrences, of which you never got the full details, they left that pursuit alone. 

“It’s-...it’s difficult, I know, but it’s better this way, __. Mikey clearly doesn’t want to be found.” Ken’s words were heavy and laced with a barely concealed sorrow. 

You’d agreed at the time, even though the elusive man lingered in your thoughts on occasion. 

Now you were faced with the prospect of meeting him in person again after so long and after so much had transpired. 

And not just you, but your son as well. 

Releasing a breath you weren’t aware you were holding, you take more confident steps into the foyer, lightly squeezing Kgosi’s hand to calm him from where he bounces excitedly on his feet. You’re in the process of removing your and Kgosi’s shoes when the man speaks. 

“One moment. Please, feel free to peruse this area while I step away.”

Before you’re given the opportunity to respond, the man jets off, leaving you and Kgosi to wander around for a bit. 

The house is indeed rather quaint; homey and sensible, while still containing modern fixtures and appliances. 

You peek into the kitchen, finding it to be fully stocked and in pristine condition. 

Not thinking too much about it, and at Kgosi’s insistence, you take a box of apple juice from the refrigerator and offer it to your son, making sure to throw away the plastic wrapping the straw came out of. 

Moving along, you encounter what seems to be the first of two living areas. 

It’s decorated in warm, neutral colors. The couch, upon sitting, is found to be very soft (Kgosi has a blast bouncing on it) and a large flat screen TV rests atop a stone fireplace. 

Behind the couch is open space covered in a large, ornate carpet. Beside it, floor length windows showcase a lush, well manicured garden space, which your son seems quite eager to explore. 

“Maybe a little later, son. I don’t want your clothes getting soiled or to track dirt.”

Kgosi pouts, but quickly goes back to enjoying his juice and bouncing on the couch. 

You, on the other hand, resume being caught up in your thoughts. 

You’re so caught up in fact, that you don’t immediately notice when the scarred man returns. 

“Miss __?”

You jump just a bit at his sudden appearance. 

Standing, you lift and tuck Kgosi against your hip, nodding to the man and following when he motions for you to do so. 

You can practically feel your heart about to beat out of your chest the closer you get to the room where Manjiro presumably is. 

Each step feels heavier than the last, until finally, the floor slips from underneath you entirely as you round the corner.

There sits Manjiro, your first love, and the father of your pride and joy. 

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it, __?”

You’re too stunned to speak, though you can feel yourself subconsciously tightening your grip on Kgosi.

Surrounding Manjiro are three men, each more bizarre looking than the last. From where you’re facing him, on Manjiro’s right stands a pair of guys, both with black and purple hair, though one’s is longer and the other’s is gelled to the side. They resemble one another, and you assume they are, at the least, related. 

On Manjiro’s left is perhaps the strangest looking man thus far. 

His hair is bright pink, and he’s got two large, diamond shaped scars on either corner of his mouth. He sports a wide grin, and you quickly look away from him, deciding you don’t like the way he, or any of them for that matter, makes you feel. 

Mikey simply watches as you observe his men, his dull, black irises remaining fixated on you and Kgosi. 

“What do you want, Manjiro?” You speak suddenly, and the air in the room immediately shifts from tense to even more so. 

“What do you mean, __? I clearly wanted to see you,” his eyes slide to Kgosi. “And our son.”

“Ok, but why now?” You grit out the words, becoming more agitated by the second. 

Mikey doesn’t respond, refraining from moving for a second before he gestures to the seat before you. 

“Why don’t you take a seat, love? You seem irritated.”

“I’m fine right here.”

“__, I’m asking nicely-”

“I said I’m f-...”

“Sit down!”

The sudden outburst catches you off guard, as well as Kgosi, who covers his ears. 

“Loud mama!”

Breaking eye contact with Manjiro, you turn to Kgosi, placing a small kiss on his forehead. “I’m sorry baby,” you throw a pointed sidelong glance at Manjiro with your next words. “We’ll be more quiet.”

You think you can see the beginnings of a smirk start to shape Manjiro’s mouth, but the movement is quickly aborted. 

The silence having returned, you slowly take a seat, adjusting Kgosi’s position in your lap. Mikey watches you closely the entire time, his eyes never leaving you or Kgosi’s forms. 

“Now, that wasn’t so hard was it? Besides, sitting is much more comfortable than standing when you're carrying weight isn’t it?”

You’re not sure why Manjiro is asking such asinine questions, but you can’t help the urge to roll your eyes. 

“I ask again, Manjiro, why now of all times did you apparently want to see us so badly?”

The man doesn't immediately answer, and you can feel your brow twitch. 

"Does there have to be a specific reason as to 'why now?' It's not like you were doing anything particularly important right? I just felt this overwhelming urge to see my two favorite people."

You level Manjiro with a scathing glare. 

"Your two favorite people huh? You don't typically just abandon your two favorite people with no explanation, especially not when they're your son and his mother."

You could swear the temperature in the room drops at least a little bit, your frosty ire palpable to everyone. 

Manjiro simply smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. His jaw is clenched the most minute amount, and you can't help but feel some satisfaction that you struck a nerve. 

“You’re completely right. This isn’t typically something you do. Unfortunately for us, our circumstances are anything but typical.” 

You can’t suppress another eye roll, Kgosi shifting slightly on your lap. He’s been quietly eyeing the strange white-haired man for the entirety of the conversation thus far. He’s not quite sure, but he feels some sort of strange connection to him. 

“It doesn’t matter what excuse you give, Manjiro. None of your wack ass machinations can justify your decision to abandon us.”

Manjiro is no longer smiling, instead his eyes are boring into yours. His jaw clenches even tighter. 

“I only did what I did to protect you both.”

“From you, right? You and your little freakshow menagerie.” You let your eyes pointedly drift, to one by one land on the other occupants of the room. None of them seem too off-put by your choice of words; the pink haired one’s seemingly permanent grin even appears to widen.

“I mean come on, your little chauffeur here even insinuated it. The kind of crazy shi-,” your son gives you a glance, “stuff, you get up to in your normal residence. Look at you! You’re pale, bordering on sickly. The bags under your eyes are so deep and dark it looks like someone painted them on with black ink. I can see the beginnings of bruises on your arms and despite the air of authority you’re trying to maintain, I can tell you’re exhausted.”

You finally settle back in your chair from where you’d unconsciously leaned forward. Try as you might to suppress them, you can feel the tears beginning to build along your waterline. 

“Why, Mikey? Why on Earth did you choose this life, this life of danger and misery, over us?”

It’s quiet for several long moments, and even the pink haired man is no longer grinning. 

You and Mikey are locked in a severe staredown, but you can feel your resolve crumbling. 

There’s nothing there.

Beneath his gaze, there lies only a dark emptiness, and you can’t help but feel that helping him now is beyond your power. 

Just as you feel the first tear fall, you hear a tiny gasp, and quickly your son shimmies out of your grasp, running over to where Manjiro sits and smacking him on the arm.

“You make mama cry! Bad!”

The pink haired man makes moves to grab something from behind his back, but is quickly stilled by Mikey’s raised hand. You notice this exchange with no small degree of horror and disgust and anger, appalled at even the implication of what that man was trying to do. 

Manjiro leans forward and down, meeting Kgosi’s determined stare with one of his own. 

The two lock eyes for several seconds before Manjiro smiles, and this time, it does seem to reach his eyes. 

“Good boy. I’m proud of you for protecting your mama.” Manjiro begins lifting a hand, and Kgosi immediately retreats back to you, only this time, he remains standing protectively in front of your legs. 

“You a bad man! No touch!”

Manjiro lilts what sounds like a genuine laugh, and the tension in the room somewhat dissipates. You’re not 100% aware of it yet, but a pleased Mikey means less pain and less of a bad time for everyone involved. 

“He’s brave! And smart too. You’ve done an excellent job raising him, __.” Black eyes, so similar to Kgosi’s own, flick down to his little form. 

“Tell us your name, little guy.”

Kgosi hesitates, unsure if he should listen to the man who made his mama cry. He relaxes some when he feels your hand on his shoulder. 

“It’s ok baby, you can tell them.”

It takes a moment or two, but eventually your son mumbles out “Kgosi,” before turning and gesturing to be lifted. You quickly oblige him, settling him in your lap, his head snuggled against your neck. 

“Kgosi…a strong name. What does it mean?”

The words seem caught in your throat for some seconds, before you’re finally able to speak. 

“It means King.”

Another laugh, this time louder and more raucous, escapes Manjiro, his head thrown back. The other men wear small smiles as well, all except the pink haired man, who goes back to sporting his large grin. 

“It means King! How fitting. You truly are perfect. I knew you’d be an excellent mother.”

“And yet you left me. Left me to raise a child all on my own with no support, financial or emotional. Don’t think you get to laugh now and everything is just forgiven and forgotten. I’m still pissed at you, Manjiro. And I get the feeling I will be for a very long time to come.”

The tense atmosphere has returned, and Mikey has long since stopped laughing. 

Instead of responding verbally, he stands, slowly making his way over to you. You can feel your baby shaking, and the thought that this man, who was supposed to serve as protector and provider, causes his own son to shake in fear makes you positively seethe.

Sensing your anger, Mikey stops just a few steps shy of you, and instead kneels down on one knee, never breaking eye contact with you.

“__. I know I’ll most likely never be able to make you understand why I left. I know that in your eyes, what I’ve done is…unforgivable. And I accept that burden as mine to bare. But all I ask, is that you put aside your rage, just for now, so that I may know my son.”

“You’re not entitled to him.” Your words shake around the edges. 

“After what I’ve done, you’re absolutely right.” Manjiro lifts his bandaged right hand, placing it over his heart. “But I have no desire to possess you. Either of you. I only wish now to step up, and do what I should have done from the start.”

Manjiro extends his arms. “May I please hold our son?”

Time slows and seems to drag out endlessly. 

Manjiro wasn’t there when Kgosi was born. He’s never gotten to hold him, though that was entirely his own fault. 

You’d always dreamed of the day that he would, though. The day that Manjiro would sweep you both into his arms and cradle you protectively against his chest. 

The day that he would return to you, fervent apologies and heartfelt whispers of love and adoration falling from his lips.

Snapping back to the present moment, you level Manjiro with a hard stare, before finally speaking. 

“I suppose that’s fine. But, Kgosi gets the final say.”

Looking down, you address your son, who still watches Manjiro skeptically from the corner of his eye. 

“Kgosi hun, do you mind letting daddy hold you?”

Everyone waits with bated breath to see what the little tot will say. 

Eventually, after several lengthy seconds, Kgosi simply nods, and begins to wiggle out of your embrace. You let him go, watching with sad eyes as he carefully makes his way over to Manjiro, whose arms have remained outstretched for the entire exchange. 

Slowly, Kgosi leans into Manjiro’s chest, and you could swear you see the muscle in the man’s exposed chest jump.

Manjiro immediately closes his arms tightly around Kgosi, gently resting his head on top of the boy’s. A shuddering, relieved sounding sigh can be heard from Manjiro, and he begins slightly rocking from side to side. 

“My son, I’m so sorry.” 

He lifts his head to address you, and you startle somewhat upon seeing the unshed tears lining Manjiro’s waterline. 

“My love, I owe you an apology as well.”

You can’t speak, your throat constricting as you fight to hold back your own tears. Instead, you silently watch as Manjiro stands, lifting Kgosi with him. He takes measured steps towards you, finally stopping and kneeling down before you. 

“My decision to do what I did, not even just towards you, but to everyone else I left behind as well, was incredibly selfish. But I truly thought it was for the best. I’m afraid I’ve fallen into the darkness, and I don’t foresee a way out. I would never wish to drag you along into this hell, and so I abandoned you, separated myself as far away from you as possible to protect you from the monster I’d become.” 

The tears are falling steadily now, and you’ve the sudden great urge to snatch Kgosi and flee. Perhaps your eyes communicate some of this desire, because Manjiro leans forward, lowering his voice to almost a whisper.

“I’m not going to hurt you, __.”

A sob rips from your throat, and yet you’re able to remain relatively upright in your seat. 

“You already have.”

Now it’s Manjiro’s turn to cry, silent streaks trickling down his cheeks, hidden from view of the other men in the room. 

“I know, I know I have, and again, I am so sorry. I promise now though that I’ll be there for you, you and Kgosi both. You’ll never want for anything ever again- just say the word and you’ll have it, whatever it is you need.”

At this point, Kgosi is becoming a little restless. He whines quietly and wiggles in Manjiro’s grasp. The man looks to you for help. 

“He’s sleepy. He hasn’t had his nap today.”

Nodding once, Manjiro hands him to you, Kgosi quickly adjusting himself and snuggling into your chest. You begin gently bouncing and rocking him, and soon the little tot is fast asleep in your arms. 

Manjiro lovingly strokes a finger down Kgosi’s cheek as he sleeps, cooing very quietly as the boy subconsciously leans into the touch. 

“He looks just like you.” He eventually says, eyes still fixated on the sleeping child. 

“He’s got your eyes.” You speak in return, somewhat unsure of where that response came from. 

Your heart still aches with the pain Manjiro’s caused, but that same pain, which once radiated sharp and persistent, has begun to fade to a dull echo. You don’t know that you’ve completely forgiven him yet, but as you watch him gaze upon your son with a glimmer of light in his eyes, you think you may be becoming more ok with the notion. 

“I mean it, __.” Manjiro’s voice is stern, his expression determined when he turns to look up at you. “I may not always be there physically, but say the words, and I’ll come running.” 

You search Manjiro’s face, eventually deciding that yes, he’s serious. 

“Alright. But you had better uphold your promise. Else I won’t forgive you next time.”

Manjiro gives one slow, solemn nod of understanding. He stands, gesturing to the scar-headed man for something. 

He brings it over quickly, and from where you’re sitting, it appears to be a paper sleeve with something in it. 

Deciding against immediately launching into asking questions, you sit patiently while Manjiro unsheathes whatever’s in the sleeve out of your view, staring at it momentarily before turning and handing it to you. 

Your eyes shift back and forth between the two, and you wait for an explanation. 

“My other hand’s kind of occupied at the moment so I can’t take whatever this is out of the sleeve.” 

Another gesture and the job’s done for you, and you do your best not to jostle Kgosi too much when you gasp. 

“I-is that-...”

“Yes. It may seem a bit excessive, but this is the best of the best. And I want you to have nothing less.”

“People are bound to ask questions when I use this.”

“Then you’ll just have to tell them to fuck off and mind their own business, hm?” Manjiro smiles at you, and again, it doesn’t reach his eyes. 

“Or,” he leans down, lips inches away from yours. “You could always tell them about how much of an excellent provider your husband is.”

You look away, flustered, and Manjiro laughs, the sound tinkling like a little bell in your ear. 

You take the card, now back in the sleeve, from the scar-headed man’s hands, gingerly placing it in the breast pocket of your coat. 

“Well I uh…thank you, Manjiro.”

The man hesitates, leveling you with a critical stare. 

“No nickname for me?” You’re a little caught off guard by the question. Your brow furrows in confusion. 

“What, you want me to call you Mikey?”

“No, I want you to call me-”

“I am not calling you daddy or some shit like that.”

A snicker can be heard from the purple haired men, which is quickly silenced by a look from Manjiro. 

“No, call me like you used to. When we were kids.”

You rack your brain trying to remember what other name there could be when the memory comes crashing into you. 

“Mani?”

Visible only to you, a bright blush colors Manjiro’s cheeks, his eyelids fluttering slightly. 

“There it is. I knew you remembered. Call me that from now on, yeah?”

You roll your eyes but the movement is fond. “Sure.”

After that, the scar-headed man gathers your things, and you’re escorted to the front of the residence. 

As you leave, you notice that Manjiro doesn’t follow, and panic briefly bubbles up in your chest. 

“Manji-! Mani,” you quickly correct yourself. “W-...will we see you again?”

The man is silent for some seconds, and you fear he’ll say no, before he walks over to you, leaning down and forward and placing a tender kiss on your forehead. 

“There’s a number on the inside of that sleeve. Memorise it, keep it somewhere safe. As I said before, whenever you need me, call me, and I’ll be right there.” 

Manjiro sounds so certain, so reassuring, that for the umpteenth time today, you feel yourself about to cry. 

A wobbly smile curves your mouth, and Manjiro returns it with a steadier one of his own. 

“Remember you said that. I’ll be calling you pretty soon, you hear? Kgosi’s got his kindergarten graduation ceremony comin’ up and you had better be there.”

Mikey lifts his bandaged hand, laying it over his heart. “You have my word. Just send me the details when you get the chance.” 

Satisfied, you turn and follow Mr. Scar out of the room and out to the car. Once you’ve got Kgosi settled, you turn to get into the passenger seat, finding Manjiro watching you from one of the windows. 

You wave, and he returns it, and your heart begins to ache with the thought of having to be away from him again. 

Pushing the pain aside, you slide into the front seat, and soon Mr. Scar is pulling out of the driveway. 

The ride back proceeds smoothly, and some minutes into its duration, you turn to observe the scarred man. 

At this point, you’re frankly sick of calling him that, so you decide to simply ask:

“What’s your name? No offense, but I’ve been calling you variations of “the scarred man” in my head since we met, and if it’s all the same to you, I’d like to stop doing that.”

The man’s eyes slide toward you before sliding back to the road. 

“Kakucho. You can also call me Hitto if that’s easier.”

You think on it for a moment, before finally settling for a name.

“Kaku!”

The car swerves slightly at your outburst, and you laugh at Kakucho’s expression. 

“What, you don’t like it? I tend to nickname all the people I consider close, and I assume we’ll be getting to know each other at least a little more now that I’ve reinstated contact with Manjiro.” 

You smile at him, and you can see the man fight down a smile in return. 

“Yes, I suppose so.”

“You can just call me __ by the way, no need for formalities.”

Instead of contesting, the man only nods, and you relax back in your seat. 

It feels like it’s becoming easier, accepting the notion of forgiving Manjiro. You don’t know the full story, and you can’t deny that you’re still somewhat wary of who and what he’s become, but you know that you still hold love for him, even despite it all. And if he wants to be there for Kgosi, well, even better. 

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Bonten’s Princess | Baby Trapping 🎀

★ Chapter 2/?: Come As You Are

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Synopsis: A month has passed since you were gang banged by the Bonten members, your period is late so you decide to take a pregnancy test. All of the executives gather at your place in anticipation of the results. The results don't surprise you, Mikey takes matters into his own hands to control you further. After all, you are Bonten's property.

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Warnings: 18+ content, minors leave. Reader is a female with a vagina, mentions of drugs, drinking and violence. This is a dark content based story.

A/N: I've been gone for so long, lmao. Uni is busy and I have an awful professor, I am hoping to get back into writing on my blog. This chapter is mostly setting the plot up. Comment to join the tag list. I really hope you enjoy this second part as I am trying to build more bonds between you and our bonten boys. <3 Sending love always! - saigey. WOW, I’ve come back from the dead months later to continue this. I’m so silly.

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A few weeks had passed since you were last gang banged by Bonten, you had also lost part of your sex drive temporarily aside from the occasional time of being fucked or playing with one of the members. Everything was fine and dandy until you realized your period was late, the first few days were not so alarming — your period has been late before, who cares? What’s a few days without it?

That mentality went out the window as it had now been over a month since your last period, approximately late by a week and a half now. This had you on edge, you felt extremely nauseous, you had some spotting in your panties with a small amount of blood but no period. Something felt off… ‘It’s nothing (Name). It will come.’

You woke up on a humid Friday afternoon in mid June to the sounds of thunder, booming throughout your private penthouse. ‘Damn seriously? I’m scared of thunderstorms this sucks.’ You thought to yourself, whimpering as lightning flashed throughout the window, illuminating the dark and stormy sky.

You swiftly grab your phone off from your night stand, dialling up Ran, he always comforted you. It only took a few rings for him to almost answer the phone immediately, of course turning it on speaker phone.

“R-Ran, I’m scared. Can you come to my place please?” Your voice squeaked in a shaky manner.

“Hi sweet girl. Aw, thunderstorms got you scared again? I’ll be there in 15.” His soothing voice reassured you that everything would be okay.

That is when a lovely wave of unwanted nausea hit you.

“Thank you so much! I- shit! Hold on.” You jumped out of your comfy and warm bed to rush to the bathroom across from your bedroom, barely making it to the toilet as you lifted up the seat and threw up.

You had been feeling like this for a few days now. This was no good…

The Bonten executives had been worried about you, Mikey was particularly suspicious that something was up. Mikey had no shame in the gang bang he ran on you. He enjoyed playing with you like you were some sort of toy meant to be owned, due to Mikey’s past his trauma of clinging and taking total ownership over you was important to him. Takeomi being a big ol’ pervert who tracked your cycle definitely knew something was up. It was almost like you were hiding something?

You had avoided drinking alcohol, or partaking in smoking joints and hitting up on molly. Maybe that was unintentional on your end. Though you were a cautious young woman when it came to drugs and smoking; being mindful not to do too much of it, it made specifically Sanzu and Koko wonder why you couldn’t go out to the casino with them to have drinks and gamble? Speaking of not going out, why you were now always at home not going out to deal with any of Bonten’s work? Interesting.

You laid your chin on the side of the toilet, feeling relief from the waves of sickness passing. That felt disgusting. You washed your hands before rushing back to your phone.

“Baby? You there?” You heard Ran ask worriedly. “Are you okay?”

“I got sick and threw up…” you grunted with annoyance. Finally, two and two clicked on your brain. “My period is late too, Ran!” You began to panic.

“I see…” Ran spoke back after a short pause. He had noticed that the last few weeks you had been avoiding your favorite foods, getting more mood swings than usual, as well as your complaints about being sick. “I’m on my way. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“I might be pregnant. I don’t know what to do, I’m freaking out. Please hurry.” You we’re practically begging to not be alone in this moment.

Would the guys be happy that you are pregnant? It made you wonder what would happen if you were really pregnant, it was too dangerous of a field to work in with a baby on your hands. Prostitution, drugs, crime. You having a baby would make you an easy target.

“Okay. I miss you.” You responded before hanging up the phone before cuddling up underneath your plush bedding yet again.

You wore some comfy black PJ shorts as well as a oversized shirt Takeomi gave you. You certainly didn’t look your best, but it was still pretty dang cute.

Ran arrived at your place and as he entered the room he found you underneath the bed covers sobbing. This situation was a flood of emotions.

“Come here, darling.” He gracefully lifted up the covers to cradle you in his arms. “You’ll be okay. Talk to me, yeah? We don’t know for sure if you are pregnant so how about we take a test tonight?” The man suggested as you nodded your head in agreement.

Your head was spinning as thoughts of overthinking filled your mind. “It’s just the potential of a baby being inside me right now is a little scary.” You gulped, it felt like there was a lump in your throat.

“I understand. I love you. I’ll call all the men and Mikey tonight to meet here and you can take a test, we will take it from there.”

“I love you too, okay.” Your watery eyes gazed into his charming orbs, before letting Ran make the call to the other guys that you might be pregnant and to come over to your place tonight while you take the test.

You were a priority to all of the men, so of course they’d come.

The door bell rang, as you walked over to the door from your kitchen Takeomi was the first to greet you. Followed by Ran, Rindou, Kakucho, Kokonoi, Sanzu then Mikey himself.

Mikey was acting as stone cold as ever compared to the other men who were more vibrant and visibly excited for the potential of being a dad!

Sanzu was the one who got two pregnancy tests from different brands. “I sure hope I got the right thing.” He hissed under his breath, it was definitely Mikey who told Sanzu to go find some tests for you.

The men made themselves comfortable in your penthouse as some of them began to request drinks from your personal bartender as they took a seat on your couch.

Ran spent the day with you and he had managed to cheer you up enough with cuddles and affection, getting you dressed up in some sweat pants and a tight black camisole tank top, with your down.

You stood in front of all of your lovers as you took a deep breath “I’ll go take it now” you quivered as Takeomi stood up to follow you, grabbing the bag with the two pregnancy tests in them.

“I’ll go with her. We will be back in 15 minutes.” His voice was blunt.

Meanwhile the rest of the executives had decided to make their bets on if you were pregnant and if so, who the father was. Taking this as a time for ‘boys to be boys’ by bickering about who’s sperm was the weakest.

Takeomi followed you into the spacious bathroom with you, the scent of cigarettes lingered off of him as he was wearing some black basketball shorts and a black tee shirt, the scent of the tobacco colliding with his light undertones of cologne. “Why are you following me? Are you interested in watching me pee?” You asked quirking up an eyebrow with a smug expression as you shut the bathroom door.

He chuckled, “no, not really. I just figured I could at least lend you my support with me being here. I’ll look the other way while you take the test.”

“It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” You slyly replied.

You sighed a heavy breath, your heart rate began to go up, your legs felt shaky. Why were you so nervous? It wasn’t like you were unfit to be a mother, you felt ready in a few ways, you had multiple men to take care of you. You took the pregnancy test and read the instructions. Before taking the test out to pee on the test, that was the easy part.

Takeomi leaned against the back room counter glancing over as you took the test before reverting his eyes back to gazing at your bathroom counter, he was trying to be clam which he was. To him, it didn’t really matter if you were pregnant with his kid or not. He liked the sound of that idea. He was older than you, so he felt it was time to have some kids in his life.

You placed the two tests on the counter with a light thud after you flushed the toilet, then washed your hands. “15 minutes then we will find out.”

In the other room the rest of the Bonten executives were arguing.

“You think we can still have sex with her if she’s pregnant?” Sanzu popped the question.

Rindou grinned “yeah it’s safe. Not for you though with your fucked up kinks.”

“The fuck? If it’s safe, I don’t do anything malicious anyway you clown. BDSM is more common than you think. I want her whenever I can get her.” Sanzu darted back.

Koko snickered at the men as he shuffled a deck of cards, “we can hit up the casino tonight and do some gambling on who the father may be. I highly suspect our angel is pregnant. Besides, I think being a dad would be fun. (Name's) pussy sure is damn irresistible."

“It’s definitely me if someone had to be the dad, I doubt it would be fuckin’ Takeomi with his old dirty cock.” Rindou’s eyes sparkled in the low toned lightning as he playfully laughed.

Ran rolled eyes his at the pink haired man’s comments while swirling his drink around, the ice melting by now, the cold on his hands. “Right, and you were the one who was hired for snuff films and red room videos. You take things to another level, man.”

“Says you, sadistic fuck.” Sanzu sneered.

“Blah blah blah.” Rindou mocked Sanzu childishly.

Kakucho remained fairly quiet during this “debate” as he rolled his eyes, sipping on some rum and coke. “Here we go again.” He grunts under his breath.

“Stop bickering, men. (Name) is probably very anxious, don’t make this harder on her than it has to be. If she is pregnant…” Mikey started, the men glance up to see Mikey standing by one of the windows, looking out into the dark night — the rain starting to downpour again. Followed by thunder.

“If she is pregnant then what?” Koko asked pressing on.

“The baby’s safety is most important. It’s up to her what she wants and doesn’t want… She just can’t leave me.” He mumbled the last part to himself, practically inaudible to the others.

“How the hell would we even find out who the dad is?” Ran questioned, well, obviously nobody in the room knew.

Mikey paused as he raised an eyebrow, “we will figure that out at the doctor’s office if needed. I request, none of you treat her differently. We all did this to her so we must protect her with our lives.”

The 15 minutes had passed as the alarm on your phone went off, the seemingly bright and cheerful ringing felt more like a ring tone of horror in your current situation.

You were sitting on the edge of your bathtub then stood up and walked all the way to the other counter, you took a hold of Takeomi’s hand as your other hand reached to turn off the noisy alarm on your phone.

Now it was for the moment of truth, you turned over the two tests.

Those two red lines were as clear as day on each test, you were pregnant. There was no mistake.

“I-I’m pregnant.” Was all you could say in shock with a gasp, Takeomi’s protective instincts took over as he pulled you in for a hug. His chin resting on your head as he caressed your cheek with his hand.

“Congratulations, sweetie pie.” He too was overcome with emotions, the potential of being a father. He wanted nothing more than to protect and cherish you. He was at a genuine loss for words.

Hell, he did not even know if you wanted a kid yet. You were still so young.

“Ready to go out and tell em’? Get it off your chest. You know the guys all love you, we can make something work.” Takeomi’s raspy yet comforting voice spoke softly into your ear.

You didn’t know how to feel… How were you supposed to feel? Is this what you wanted? Was this fate?

You gave yourself a moment of internal pep-talk before opening the bathroom door to fiercely walk out and announce your pregnancy. Your eye’s met Manjiro’s as soon as you entered the living area. Takeomi following behind you.

As soon as you glanced around the room from Mikey, to Kaku, Koko, Rindou, Ran, Sanzu, back to Takeomi you began to sob uncontrollably as you realized; the father of your baby was in this room, looking back at you. The pregnancy test fell to the floor as you dropped down to your knees and began to cry, “I’m pregnant!” You sobbed loudly.

Mikey’s eyes lit up for a brief moment. It felt for even just a second that there was possibility for him to get a second chance at life. A life where Shinichiro didn’t leave him, where Draken and Emma were still by his side. All Mikey had ever wanted was a real shot at having a proper family. Those flashbacks and initial shock made his obsidian and stone cold eyes watery. This was now all thanks to you.

A few of the Bonten executives gasped in surprise, others clapped and cheered in excitement.

Mikey slowly walked over to your position on the floor, picking up the pregnancy test. It was indeed positive. Manjiro wrapped his arms around you. “My princess.” He whispers into your ear. Despite his slight warmth in his words, his presence was cold and dark.

The men in the room couldn’t believe it, all of the Bonten executives were flooded with new emotions that have never been felt before. Kakucho and Ran had a few teardrops fall down their silky soft cheeks. While the others were too hesitant to show their reactions based on your breakdown.

“(Name), this is an important question babydoll. Do you want to keep the baby? It is your choice and we will support whatever you want to do. Though I am hoping you’d like to carry one of our children.” Kokonoi spoke to you being careful not to say anything to upset you. “Right.” The other men in the room responding in agreement and nodding their heads.

Mikey embraced you in his arms, hoping you'd give him the answer he needed. You could never leave him, you'd be a useless bitch to leave such a wonderful man like him. Even if he was tainted.

It is true, if you did not want to pursue the pregnancy they would support your choice. You lived a risky life.

You thought for a moment. Lately, the idea of having children sounded fun. Buying baby clothes, diapers, bottles, making the perfect nursery for your baby sounded wonderful. You wanted to bring a baby into the world, to give them a good life and let them explore all the joys and adventures life has. A little version of you to adore and cherish. You wanted the baby.

You looked up from the floor, tears streaming down your red face that stopped momentarily while your nose was runny. “I want to have the baby, I’m sorry. It’s just I didn’t really expect this to happen so soon.” You softly spoke with a small crack in your voice. “I just didn’t want you guys to leave me.”

"I knew you'd come around." Mikey replied before standing back up, hands in his pockets of his black skinny jeans.

“Aw, sweetheart. It’s okay.” Takeomi cooed as he leaned down beside you to wipe your tears, grabbing some Kleenex out of his pocket to wipe your nose. “C’mere darlin’” he spoke as he lifts you off from the ground and carried you to the couch, sitting you on his lap, your small hand being held by his larger and warm hand as you came down from your dramatic crying show.

“We’d never leave you, you know that, doll.” Kaku praised.

“The difficult part is, we have no idea which one of you is the father. We’d have to get a paternity DNA test.” You said as you bit down on your lower lip.

“We need you to see a doctor as soon as possible, I’ll send you to one I trust tomorrow.” Mikey’s voice broke the awkward silence. You could tell, he was pleased in your choice of keeping the baby. It felt like he was finally getting some luck.

“Thank you Mikey. I guess I can’t help but wonder who the dad is and if I’ll be having a little boy or girl.” You softly smiled.

“I’d love to have a daughter.” Koko smiled looking at you “she’d be as beautiful as you.”

Sanzu chuckled “I sure hope it’s my kid.”

“As long as the baby is mine I’ll have a child to raise to be even more financially successful than I was at a young age.” Koko responded. Of course, each man here who had potential to be the father would carry amazing opportunities for your child to have.

“It would just be nice to have a child in general. I’d love to be a father if I’m being honest.” You looked up to meet eyes with the graceful Kakucho. It made you think of how loving a father the man would be.

Ran smiled, “well ya know, I also can’t help but sincerely hope for the dad to be me. Whatever the gender may be, I just want a healthy baby for you.”

“I’m so proud of you (Name), for carrying our child.” Rindou wiped his eyes from the tears.

"This is some sappy bullshit, chill out." Sanzu snapped at Rindou.

The hard part of the night was now over, you finished your conversation with the men about getting ideas for a nursery. You had discussed about how two Bonten members will be staying with you at all times, Ran and Sanzu this week. It was mainly a safety precaution. Kokonoi and the rest of the guys headed out to the casino to gamble and make bets on who the father was.

You decided to stay home and spend the night with Sanzu and Ran in your penthouse. You had a long and emotionally draining day, so naturally the right thing for Sanzu to do was request the chief to cook steaks for you three, as well as some bruschetta on the side and a brownie for dessert. The evening was as pleasant as it could have gone for you, even being spoiled with a bubble bath with both Sanzu and Ran with you in your large bathtub with jets built in.

You made sure you had it your way entirely with bath salts, bubbles and a sweet scented, pink bathbomb.

It was now the following day...

A few of the executives had some business to tend to so Ran decided to escort you to your doctors appointment for the baby, it was only the first appointment so the other members planned on attending the next appointment. He was given strict orders by Mikey to take you to a specialist — one of the best doctors within the Roppongi district and within all of Japan.

Whatever Mikey wants, Mikey gets.

Luckily your morning sickness wasn’t so bad today which you were thankful for. For the first time in two weeks you finally were able to get out of bed and put some makeup on. You put on a (favorite color) sundress, some sandals and left your hair down. You looked adorable.

You took the elevator downstairs from your penthouse all the way to the lobby to meet Ran, who was dressed in a white dress shirt and black dress pants with matching designer shoes.

“There’s my girl.” He greeted you as the doors opened and he hugged you, wrapping your arms around him in return. “You look very pretty, is that a new perfume?” He asked as he inhaled your scent in.

“It’s just the new Givenchy one you gave me.” You giggled with a small smile as you went on your tippy toes to kiss his lips.

“Good girl. You ready to go?” You nodded your head as you followed him out where a car was waiting for you two. Ran opened the door for you as you entered the back seat, before he went around to the other end of the car to enter and sit beside you.

Once your chauffeur had driven you all the way to a large and tall white building, Ran got out first as he came to your side to open the door and help you out.

You both entered the building before taking an elevator up to the 12th floor. The woman at the receptionist desk greeted you with a kind smile. “Ms. (Last Name)?” She asked and you nodded your head, “please come with me.” You nodded your head as you followed the woman to a vacant room as you sat down on the parchment paper covered medical bed while Ran sat on a chair beside the bed.

You waited for approximately two minutes before there was knocking at the door.

A doctor came in and she asked you to take another pregnancy test to confirm the pregnancy, unshockingly which came back as positive, as well as taking measurements of your height and weight before asking questions about your symptoms.

“Are you the father?” The doctor kindly asked Ran and he paused unsure of how to respond.

“There is potential of other men possibly being the father.” He confessed which you embarrassedly turned red.

“I see” the medical professional said, “are you in contact with the potential fathers? We will have to do some testing later on in the pregnancy for a DNA test. Don’t worry, we do not judge here.”

You nodded your head “yes we are in contact, it’s the possibility of 7 men being the father… so it’s a lot.” You gave a nervous chuckle as you glanced around the room.

It was very sleek and clean inside, no wonder Mikey sent you here. It had some of the best medical equipment in the whole country, quiet and no lines either, a great doctor’s office for the filthy rich in Japan. There was only the sound of a ceiling fan in the back room, no loud or noisy sounds that you’d usually get an average medical clinic.

“Congratulations you two! It looks like you are around 4 almost 5 weeks pregnant! Here is a list of foods to avoid eating, I will send you a few prescriptions of women’s vitiams for pregnancy and any other supplements you may need. Please come back for a monthly check up next month and we will take a look at ultra sounds! Then we can discuss finding out who the father is of your baby Ms. (Last Name).”

You and the taller Haitani brother smiled, thanking the doctor as you got off from the medical bed. Once picking up from papers from the front desk and booking the next appointment you two made your way home.

“Are you excited to be a mommy? My sexy girl.” Ran devilishly smirked.

“Mhm, I am. Are you excited to be a daddy?” You giggled as you straddled his lap.

Sanzu turned his head to face you two, licking his lips in hunger as he watched your figure on the bigger male's.

"Pretty lil thing, aren't ya?" Sanzu cooed.

His eyes trailed down your body, looking at how pretty you looked in your sundress you had on from earlier. His thoughts running wild about your belly swelling up, your breasts growing, the pregnancy glow was already starting to hit you. He just desired you even more. You couldn’t help but let out a whine just from his eyes on you.

"Just cannot fuckin' wait to see how pretty she looks with a baby bump. We did a good job at breeding that fertile hole." Sanzu chimes.

Ran used his thumb to make you look up into his eyes as he kissed you, forcefully pressing his lips onto yours as his tongue entered your mouth — colliding your tongue with his as you embraced him.

“Master” you let out softly. Those hormones were hitting you, needing to be touched by Ran.

“Hm? Use your words and speak properly.” Ran spoke, you pulled down on his tie.

“Please master, you make me horny. So fuckin’ needy for your seed again.” Your fragile voice begged.

The purple haired man's hands slid up your skirt, rubbing against your tummy as he caressed your hips and itty, bitty waist. He looked so fucking sexy, his purple suit that only enhanced every bit of his masculine aura, it put you into a dreamy state of craving his cock even more.

You wanted his baby so badly.

"N I just wanna see what's between those legs again." Sanzu watched your eyes gaze into his.

“Need master to eat your out? How badly does your pussy need me?” He loved to tease you.

Goddamn, the thought of being eaten out right now sounds incredible. Your mouth was practically watering at the thought of Ran’s head in between your legs.

Your phone rang, the buzzing was vibrating against your coffee table as you rolled your eyes in annoyance. What a fuckin’ buzz kill. “Ugh!” You groan out as Ran chuckled.

You saw the screen and saw it was Mikey calling.

“You better take that. You know how he gets pissed when you do not pick up.” The pink haired man informed you as he pointed to the buzzing cell phone.

You got up off of his lap as you reached to pick up the phone off the coffee table. “Hi Mikey. What’s up?” You asked through the phone raising it to your ear.

“(Name), come see me right now at the usual casino I go to. I need to see you. I’d like to talk about things.” His voice leaving no hints about what he wanted, yet it seemed like it was going to be a talk about your baby.

You paused “I’m with Ran and Sanzu. Can they come?”

“Sanzu will take you to me. I’ve sent the driver to come get you. Come now. Tell Ran I sent him a new email about a client wanting a hitman.” His voice was stone cold, you hung up the phone before he could say anything else.

Ran gave a slightly annoyed look as he could tell by your expression you weren’t happy. “So, what did the boss want?” He huffed as he leaned back against the couch.

“He wants me to meet him at the casino to ‘discuss things’, he already sent the chauffeur to come get me. He doesn’t want you to come, he told me to tell you to check your emails, Sanzu is supposed to take me,” You frowned furrowing your eyebrows.

"Come on! Be happy to be with me, or are you too scared?" Sanzu teased.

"We will continue this later when you come back home. I will escort you to the car." Ran offered as you wondered why Mikey had taken such an interest in speaking to you one on one now, which was different than usual.

Though Mikey felt some relief in trapping you to stay with him so your thoughts would never dare travel to leaving this lavish life style he gave you, he did not feel much emotion towards the child or you. Or so it felt.

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A/N: Sorry if my portrayal on y/n taking a pregnancy test isn’t 100% accurate, I have never needed to take a pregnancy test yet, so I don’t know for sure haha! I did not want to make this chapter 14k words again so it is a bit shorter so I can add some dirty nsfw next chapter!

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A Little Push

Pairing: Rindou x Reader

Genre: Pure fluff

Warnings: Strong language, slight suggestiveness, Ran being a menace to Rindou

Synopsis: It’s obvious to Ran that you and his younger sibling have feelings for each other, so he decides to invite you over for a movie night. However, he has other plans for the two of you besides watching a movie...

A/N: Here’s a little fluff with our shy cutie rin rin <333 Enjoy!

“Would you two cut it out, I’m trying to watch the movie!” You whine, pausing the tv as you shoot a glare towards the two brothers who were currently tangled with one another on the floor, blatantly trying to strangle one another. Ran had invited you to come over for a movie night with him and Rindou, thinking it was a good idea to get together and hang out for the weekend. You immediately agreed, since it had been a while since the three of you had spent time with each other due to the oddly high demand of time from their jobs. But more importantly, you saw it as a chance to spend time with Rindou. “What’s wrong rin rin, having trouble~?” the older haitani teased, easily pinning Rindou into a chokehold with a shit-eating smirk plastered on his face. “Fuck off!” the younger hataini grunts, despite being in the unfavorable position he was forced in. “Hmmm, and here I thought you were better than this. Are you really planning on losing to your big brother in front of a girl?” However, the older haitani had a way of meddling with his brother most of the time, while you were the peacemaker for the two. So it wasn’t a surprise when he got in the way of you trying to spend time with his younger brother. “Before you two go back to killing each other,” you sigh exasperatedly, fishing out your phone, “could one of you guys tell me the wifi password? I need to check on Teddy” “Check on who?” Rindou pipes up. “She’s talking about her boyfriend~,” Ran coos, harshly ruffling Rindou’s purple and blue locks. “Can it, Haitani,” you glare at the lanky male, before shooting a soft expression towards Rindou’s questioning stare. “I’m talking about my dog.” The flush in Rindou’s cheeks doesn’t go unnoticed by the older sibling, so he takes it upon himself to tease his poor brother a little more. “Oh? Rin, who did you think she was talking about?” Rindou groans, struggling to wriggle out of his brother’s hold, as he fights the warmth that continues to grow on his face. “S-shut up!” “By the way, you needed the password y/n?” Ran asks, throwing a nonchalant smile your way. “Yeah if you don’t mind?” you asked, offering your phone over to the purple-haired male. He shakes his head in decline, “no need for me to put it in, it’s pretty easy,” he smiles slyly, casting a mischievous glance to his wide-eyed brother. “Ran don’t you fucking-” “It’s y/n Haitani.” You froze, returning a questioning stare towards a mortified Rindou who was left on the floor, while his brother dashes off upstairs, leaving the both of you alone. “I-um, I-I can explain! I just..well-,” you couldn’t help the goofy smile that spread across your slightly lit face as you watched your childhood crush struggle to explain himself. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, you were glad Ran was such a cheeky bastard to his brother. Shaking your head you make your way over and knelt down in front of the rambling younger brother, who was too caught up in his explanation to even recognize your presence. How cute. Without a second thought, you cup his face with both hands, and quickly silenced him with a gentle kiss, slowly molding your lips with his own. For a moment, you didn’t feel him return the kiss and slowly pulled away, only to be forcefully pulled back. Rindou snakes an arm around your waist, pulling you closer as he cradles your neck, once again bringing your soft lips to meet his own. He licks the bottom of your lip, silently asking for entrance, and you oblige, allowing him to deepen the kiss further and letting him explore your mouth that he had craved for years to taste. Unfortunately, due to the lack of oxygen, you're forced to end the small makeout session as you gently squeeze Rindou’s shoulder, signaling him to let you breathe. He pulls back, slightly nibbling on the bottom of your lip before letting you go to admire your flushed features and your bruised lips as you take the opportunity to catch your breath. He brings a finger under your chin, and turns your gaze back up to him. “I love you Rindou Haitani, “ you confess, slightly breathless from his soft gaze. Returning your smile he says, “And I love you too, f/n l/n.”

Meanwhile: 

“So, how did your little plan go?” yawned Kakucho from the other end of the call, “did your attempt to play cupid work?” he asks. “You act as if I’m not doing him a favor,” Ran feigns offense, “besides I don’t want my brother to die alone~that’s too cruel.” “I can see why Rindou hates you.” Kakucho bluntly states. “Excuse me,” Ran gasps, almost taking what his fellow co-worker said to heart, despite it being the truth. “Don’t be so cranky just because you don’t have a love life. I should set you up with someone too~,” Ran muses at his tired friend. “I’ll shoot you if you do.” Kakucho groans. “Your loss, buddy,” Ran retorts, “But if you must know, it didn’t take long for those two to confess,” he smirks, “by the time I went to go check on them, they were already suckin’ each other’s faces off,” he cackles, smiling proudly to himself at the “good deed” he did for his brother. It was no secret to him that you and Rindou were crushing on each other. He always teased Rindou, and kept urging him to make a move on you, but Rindou was stubborn and, in his book, too much of a pussy to admit he had feelings for you. So, if his little brother couldn’t do it, he’d do it for him. And lo and behold, his plan had successfully exceeded his own expectations. Little does Rindou know, this won’t be the last of Ran’s plots. After all, it’s his job as the older brother to give his younger sibling the little push he needs, whether he likes it or not.

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bonten chibis pt 2

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Incorrect Quotes

*during early Kanto manji*

Kokonoi: What do you do when you're sad ?

Mikey, holding a bag filled with taiyaki: eat taiyaki

Kokonoi: But you eat taiyaki everyday

Mikey:

Mikey:

Mikey: *takes a bite of a taiyaki*

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“No Nut November” Challenge.

Tokyo Revengers x fem reader. 

Bonten x fem reader.

Adult Tokyo Revenger characters. 

18+ ONLY. Minors do not interact. 

Synopsis: It’s the month of November and the Bonten guys decided to make a little game. They decided to bet big money on who will last the longest with ‘no nut November.’  Because of their big egos, they think they can last without any action, that is until they face their biggest weakness, which is you. 

Contains: A bit of humor, suggestive, mentions of ignoring, a bit of curse words, teasing, mentions of m! recieving, mentions of nudity, weaknesses, mentions of sex, mentions of neglection, thoughts of cheating, mentions of reader touch!ng herself, shower sex, jealousy, p!nning, mentions of degradation.

Characters: Ran, Mikey, Rindou, Kakucho, Koko, & Sanzu.

Mikey:

When the challenge was presented, he felt a bit of amusement. Mikey was a man of not losing and I mean, he is known as Mikey “the Invincible” for a reason. He knew he will win because luckily for him, you don’t live with him. He sees you basically when you two have time from your busy schedules.

A week has passed from the challenge being presented, which was 100k on the table. He felt he was doing great until he heard a knock on his door. It was his baby girl, his queen, drenched from the cold rain. You were wearing a white button up, paired with slacks. Because you were drenched in water, and the weather was completly freezing, the first thing his eyes went straight too were your precious tits. 

He completly lost it seeing how hard your nips were, especially wearing a see-through button up. He let you in, helped you dry up, and quickly carried you in his bed. He couldn’t last any longer, especially on how hot you looked to him. 

Mikey = 0 , Bonten = 1. 

Rindou:

Rindou found the challenge to be quite simple. He thought that he can do it really. I mean, he doesn’t really need the money, but an extra cash won’t hurt. He also loves to prove his big brother wrong. As soon as the challenge was presented, his brother right away pushed his buttons. 

“Oh, we know who’s not even going to last one whole week without any pussy.” 

He did his best to make sure he can go as much as 2 weeks. One week has passed by, which he was doing great. It wasn’t until week 1 and 4 days, that he caved. You can go without sex for a while, but there are times where you crave it. And you know that your sex life with your boyfriend is amazing. 

It was this specific night where you craved his touch. You were waiting for Rindou to get out of the shower so you can both call it a night. It wasn’t until he came out of the shower, walked into your shared bedroom with nothing but a towel hanging loosely around his waist. He looked so sexy to you. 

You right away went to hug him and give him a sweet peck on the cheek. He already knew where this was going and tried his best to speak up and push you away, but he couldn’t. He could never ever resist his sweetheart, especially when she wants him. He grabbed you by the waist, holding you tightly. 

You end up walking him towards the bed, where he sat on the edge as you quickly removed the damped towel and began giving him head. 

Rindou = 0, Bonten 2. 

Kakucho:

When the challenge began, Kakucho felt confident on winning. Not because he knew he can last, but because you were out of the country for three weeks visiting your family. If you were there, he knew he would have lost that same day. Becuase you both have a crazy sex drive. 

People see Kakucho as calm and collective, as well as respectful. He very much is, but when it comes to his girl, he loses all respect and peacefulness. You guys usually have sex 3 times a day. It is almost like a routine you two will never get tired of. 

Kakucho kept it to himself that you were out of town, but little by little felt bad because he felt like he was cheating. It wasn’t until the second week of the challenge where he lost. You suprised him coming back home early because you missed your other half. 

He came home from a long day of work, sighing and missing you. It wasn’t until he walks into your shared bedroom where he was in shock. He turns on the lights, seeing you in bed only in a white lacy thong. Hair was done, light make-up was on, and oh my, did he almost drop to his knees seeing you like this. 

“Welcome back home Kaku.”

The man quickly dims the lights, undresses completely and starts exploring your body like if it were the first time. He instantly forgot about the challenge that night and fucked you like if it were the last time.

Kakucho = 0, Bonten 3. 

Koko:

Koko is a man about money. Money is has always been his everything, but now that he has been dating you, money and you are both of his weaknesses. When the challenge was presented, he knew he had to win. He knew he can do it and made it a serious challenge. 

One week passed where you began to feel him cold towards you. Sure, he will take you out to your weekly shopping sprees, take you out to dinner, spend time with you how you always do , but something felt off. 

The second week passed where you felt the same way. When you two will go to bed, he wouldn’t even cuddle with you. You always sleep in the lingerie he chooses for you, and you found it odd that he wouldn’t even compliment you like he usually does. You began to slowly become afraid, thinking he was losing interest in you or if he now finds you boring. You even began to overthink, thinking that he may have began cheating on you. Little did you know that the man was dying of his dirty thoughts. He wanted to tear you apart and have you but because of the money on the table, he decided to suffer. 

By the third week, that was when you lost it. He came home exhausted from work while you were waiting patiently for him on your expensive couch. You began to question him on why he was coming home late, and why he has been giving you the cold shoulder. He starts to call you “delusional” and that is when you break down from frusteration and tell him your true feelings. You felt unwanted, ugly, and felt unloved. Seeing his babygirl break down like this killed Koko. He hated himself for taking on this stupid challenge and hurting you. 

He instead cupped your cheek with one hand, and wiped your tears with the other. He then reminds you of how beautiful you are and how much you mean to him. He begins to kiss you to where the kiss suddenly turns into a hot passionate one. That is when you two end up on the couch completely naked, to where he has his face burried in between your legs. He missed you so much, it felt like he was going to melt. He then almost cried tears of joy when he was finally inside of you. Oh how he missed filling his baby up.

Kokonoi = 0, Bonten 4. 

Ran:

When the challenge was presented, Ran was very excited. Ran doesn’t really care for much, but he sure does love a challenge. He was in a way a bit bummed out having to sacrfice sex for up as much as a month, but he loves winning. He already began thinking of himself walking in to your shared penthouse, walking in with a fat bag of cash. 

Although you have a high sex drive, Ran is very dominant, especially in bed. Even though there are times you want it, he won’t give in. It is mainly when he wants too. He is a man of consent however. He already knew he will be fine and you were used to being told what to do. 

It had already been 3 weeks where there was absolutley no action. You were feeling like you were about to burst. And he was also in a way dreading. He will come home from work, seeing you dressed up in a mini skirt, or in your cute lingerie ere pajama shorts, and man did he want to drop everything and rip them off of you. He then remembers his challenge, not wanting to lose. 

It wasn’t until he came from a long night of work, waiting for you to come out to him in the living room. When he noticed that you weren’t coming to greet him, he figured you went to sleep. He then walks into your shared room, seeing no sign of you on the fixed bed. He did however hear quiet little whimpers coming from the restroom. He walks towards the bathroom door, curiously wondering why those noises were coming from you. He slowly opens the door, peeking on you touching yourself in the shower. 

He right away felt the growing buldge coming from his dress pants and couldn’t hold it any longer. He quickly undresses, quietly joining you in the shower. You were so concentrated with your eyes closed, that you jumped when he pulled you towards him from behind. 

“I can’t have my baby play all by herself, allow me to help you with that.” 

Ran = 0, Bonten 5.

Sanzu:

The mastermind of this grand challenge was none other than Sanzu Haruchiyo. He wanted to do this for self amusement and knew he will beat all members. He knew all members were weak, besides Mikey. 

He was shocked to find out that Mikey lasted one week by the way.

Sanzu thought he will be winning but actually lost after four days. It actually was not intentional. He actually was resisting himself pretty well but the problem was you. You couldn’t wait any longer and decided to be a little tease and flirt with another man in front of Sanzu. You know which strings to pull, and you know Sanzu cannot stand any other man around you. He will go insane to know if a man even thinks or glances at you. You are his and his only.

When he saw you flirting with a random man, he quickly grabbed you from the writsts and took you to the bathroom. As he locked the unisex bathroom, he roughly pinned you on the wall, one arm tightly around your lower back and the other tightly around your throat. You couldn’t help but smirk as you tightly bit your lip, feeling your panties becoming wet. 

“I know damn well you did not just flirt with another man in front of me doll.” 

He let go of your neck to pull your hair roughly to have free access to your neck. He than began to mark up your neck to let everyone know who you belong too. He lets go of your waist to have his hand feelin your now soaked panties. 

You knew that by doing this, Sanzu will become crazy and want to show you who is boss. Nothing drives you crazier than a jealous Sanzu. And when he gets jealous, man does he fuck you right. 

“So you did all this to grab my attention I see. Well just know that I’m about the fuck the shit out of you, you little slut.” 

Sanzu = 0, Bonten 6.

Obviously no one won the bet. 

Yes, Sanzu was the most made fun of.

Afterthoughts: 

- This is my first smut headcanons for Tokyo Revengers, actually in general. I have not been writing much, but I have been reading other headcanons and fics lately. People are so awesome in writing and I was inspired to write something like this. It is not proofread, so if any mistakes, I am sorry! :(

Please: Like, suggest, and repost!

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Ran, about (Name): Apparently we're getting someone new in the group.

Sanzu: Are we stealing them?

Rindou: New or used?

Ran: Wonderful responses, both of you.

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≡ 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚... They called you (their wife) several times but you didn't answer because your cell phone just ran out of battery, but this ended up worrying them

⌕ x r e a d e r !

★ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Rindou Haitani and Kakucho Hitto

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Manjiro called you frequently when he wasn't idle to make sure you were okay even though he was so far away from you, at that moment, he had been trying to call you for some time, when he realized that your cell phone was out of range, he began to become extremely worried.

"Honey? Answer, now, dammit!" He would say dialing your number countless times, with each missed call he became more distressed, pacing from one side to the other, all he could think was that something bad had happened to you, Manjiro began to tremble, as if his heart was being crushed, even so, he continued to call you insistently, leaving several messages and sending several messages.

"Babe? Where the fuck were you? Shit, I was worried about you." As soon as you managed to charge your phone's battery, you returned Manjiro's calls, who answered immediately.

"Sorry, my phone died." You said, noticing the distress in Manjiro's trembling voice and the anxiety in his intonation.

"Start paying more attention to your damn phone battery... I'm glad you're okay." He felt calmer knowing that his concern was unnecessary, so he soon ended up hanging up the phone call.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

Haruchiyo cares extremely about his wife's well-being, so whenever he's not around to keep her safe, Sanzu takes advantage of any free time to make a few calls to see if everything was okay or if you were really in need of something.

As usual, he called you, noticing the delay in a response, the taller started to get a little impatient and uncomfortable, realizing that this was an unusual situation, concern took over him.

"Shit, shit! Something happened... I'm sure it happened." Sanzu said in a loud thought as he sent you thousands of messages, still calling you instantly and realizing that your cell phone was out of range, his desperation only increased every minute as if he was about to have an anxiety or panick attack.

"Honey? Honey where were you? I was worried, did something happen?" As soon as you could answer, Haruchiyo didn't even allow you to explain yourself, already filling you with questions.

"I'm sorry, Haru, my cell phone ran out of battery." You spoke, relieving his anxiety at that moment.

"Holy shit, I thought you were kidnapped." Haruchiyo laughed nervously and reassured himself that you were okay.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

No matter how busy and busy Rindou was, he always found a way to call you to see if you were okay even with his absence because he was far away, Rindou remained even more worried in case something happened to his wife.

"Hey love?" Rindou said, but before you could even respond, your cell phone's battery died, as soon as the call dropped without the older even hearing your voice, a huge worry took over your chest.

"Fuck!?" He sent you countless messages and tried to call you back countless times, however, he realized that your cell phone was out of range, probably turned off, this fact made him feel even more distressed by your sudden absence.

"Rin? Sorry, my phone died." When your cell phone called again, you could finally talk to Rindou, seeing so many missed calls, you couldn't even imagine how worried he was.

"It's okay, princess. The important thing is that you're okay." He breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he heard his voice, Rindou spent a few minutes questioning if you were really okay as he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

When he had to be away from you for some reason, Kakucho was completely concerned about being away in case something happened to you or that you needed him by your side, even if he was busy to the bone, Kakucho always found a way to get away from you a time to at least give you a call to make sure his wife was safe and well.

"Love?" He questioned himself as to why his cell phone was turned off and out of range, as unusual as it was for you not to answer his calls, at first, Kakucho tried to simply remain calm, but with each missed call his concern only increased, making him call you countless times and send countless messages, Kakucho began to think about what bad could have happened to you, making his heart beat increasingly faster due to anxiety.

"I'm sorry! My phone was out of battery, Kaku." When I finally managed to talk to him, he noticed how desperate he was, Kakucho honestly worried a lot, but all of this was a reflection of his love for you.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry for calling you so many times, I'm worried, I love you." Kakucho replied, still frantic but with his heart relieved to know that nothing bad had happened to you as he had compulsively imagined.

[the-rebellious-gege]

Dark and gritty.

[bluerskiees]

Tokrev men reacting to a stranger saying you deserve better :) 🌬💙

Would sob and tell you how much he loves you, how pretty you are and basically shower you with so many compliments

MIKEY, CHIFUYU, TAKEMITCHY, MIKEY, SHINCHIRO, HAKKAI.

Would pretend to not be affected by it, but deep down thinks you deserve better.

KAKUCHO, DRAKEN, MUCHO, SEISHU, RINDO, KOKO, NAOTO, KEIUKE, SHINCHIRO, WAKASA, MITSUYA, IZANA.

Would give them a disgusting glare until they back away. "Thought so..... you're only mine, I'm only yours. No one can be in between"

SANZU, MIKEY, KAWATA TWINS, SOUTH, HANMA, PAH AND PEH, MITSUYA.

"Says the one who can't even keep a single gf/bf" 🙄

HANMA, RAN, BAJI, SHION,

Makes a random 'ur mom' or 'deez nutsz' joke outta nowhere and confuses the shit for everyone.

HANMA, RAN.

Would break their bones.

TAIJU, IZANA.

"Well..... im smarter than that. She deserves to be treated like a princess, and that's what I do. Our Bedroom is the only exception tho. She likes it rough yk"

RAN, HANMA, TAIJU.

[movedtolilmouzee]

𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥...

𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 - 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺??, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴

Note - if you're a minor stay off and away from my blog or i will take your kneecaps. Istg.

Ran and Rindou loved you to the end of the earth, constantly spoiling you with gifts. Anything your little heart could desire would be yours, for a small price of course. All you had to do was be a good little toy and wear cute little collars for them. So everyone would know you were their property.

Anywhere you'd go, you would be wearing the collar. Shopping, getting your nails done, getting your back blown out. You'd wear the collar everywhere, any time the haitani brothers pleased.

Rindou's favorite collar you have is the one he got custom made for you. His name engraved on a heart charm he could clip on when he pleased. He even added a bell for his own pleasure.

Rindou loved listening to the bell jingle when he'd thrust inside you, your whiny moans and cries were music to his ears, watching the way his cock slides deep inside your cunt. It was almost mesmerizing.

"I-is too much rin, can't take more" is all you could muster as you watched rin's cock slowly inch its way inside you, the sting of it stretching you out. Rindous lilac eyes quickly snapping up to meet yours "You can take it, baby. Do it for me?" He whispered watching you nod before he pushed the rest of his cock inside your cunny with the small ring of the bell that was attached to your collar.

Ran loved the sound of the bell ringing as you made your way to whatever room he was in. A lazy smirk finding its way onto his lips as his eyes landed on you "Hey there, pretty girl. Need something"

The bell chiming as you nodded, sitting down onto his lap your doe eyes looking up into his liliac ones. His hands wrapping around your back pulling you closer to his chest "Someone just need some attention?" Ran coo'd his slender fingers running through your hair, soft kisses placed to your forhead.

"So pretty. What would we do without our little dove" he whispered lovingly, his free hand rubbing small comforting circles over your back as Ran leaned back in his work chair, long forgetting the work on his desk focusing on his one true love

They both adore showing you off to everyone though, they almost always bring you to meetings. Sitting either of their laps, hands roaming around your body. They'll have you cockwarm them when you're trained enough for it

[frankiesteinart]

POV night out with Sanzu to one of Rin’s clubs