#feat:// shinichiro

[maenjiro]

06:50 am 𖦹 scenario

ft. shinichiro x afab!reader

cw: implied somnophilia, oral (f receiving), daddy kink i suppose

you open your eyes just to feel shinichiro going down on you, his tongue pressed flat against you as he lap at your wet cunt, using two fingers to hold your folds open for him to bury his tongue in you. he's so engrossed in his task he doesn't even realize you woke up at first.

you can barely make out what's happening, all the nerves in your body heightened by shinichiro's tongue the sole reason your brain is refusing to work.

when you call him "shin", still befuddled by the sleep – although it does sound more like a strangled moan than anything else – he's annoyed. he's not shin right now and you should know better than that. when he's making a mess of you, when your hips tremble against him, against his tongue running up and down your soaked folds, that's not what he wants to hear.

he huffs against your pussy, his black eyes fixed on you, on your chest raising and falling rapidly as you pant "no, doll, it's not shin. not when your body is so desperate for me."

"so," he looks down just a moment and sucks on your clit, to show you that he will always be the one in charge. "the least you could do is address me correctly."

you fight the little mewl trapped in your throat, "yes, daddy."

[hyocherie]

a few shinichiro sketches and works i did while i was inactive, and the dark!shinichiro...yeah i drew that when i was in a bad mood.

[s4no]

TOKREV: STONER HCS

+ feat: ken ryuuguji, keisuke baji, mitsuya takashi, hanma shuji, seishu inui, sanzu haruchiyo, wakasa imaushi & shinichiro sano

+ cw: fem!reader, drugs (weed + cigarettes), nsfw themes (ptv, cockwarming)

+ summary: ever wonder what they're like when they get high?

+ a/n: i am smoking a blunt while writing this so ignore the typos

ಇ  𝗞𝗘𝗡 𝗥𝗬𝗨𝗨𝗚𝗨𝗝𝗜. after a long day of grueling work, draken likes to relax by smoking a blunt. he'll roll it after he's locked up his shop and walk into your apartment with it behind his ear, his forehead and fingers smudged with motor oil. it's become part of your routine to walk up to him as he places it between his lips and light it for him, watching him take a hit and blow the smoke out to the side. you two pass it back and forth while he cleans up in the bathroom, and then relocate to the living room once he's done, lounging on the couch while discussing your day. the more he smokes, the closer he gets, subconsciously closing the distance and gravitating toward you. he gets touchy when he's high, and you hum as calloused hands absentmindedly wander over the curves and valleys of your body, tracing abstract shapes into your skin. and when you run out of things to talk about, you sit two there in a comfortable silence, merely enjoying each other's presence.

ಇ  𝗞𝗘𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗝𝗜. the first thing baji likes to do when he wakes up is smoke, especially if it's the weekend. you'll wake up to him packing the bong, bathed in golden light pouring in through the window. "mornin', kitten." he grins down at you, sharp canines poking past his bottom lip, "wake and bake?" the rips he takes from the bong are impressive, and when you try to copy him, you inevitably end up coughing and sputtering. he always snickers and takes the bong from of your hands, rubbing his palm over the center of your chest. "breathe, baby, breathe." by the time you manage to catch your breath, he's finished packing another bowl— one that he single-handedly smokes before finally getting out of bed. without fail, his stomach rumbles and he shoots you a sheepish look, "you want breakfast? i'll make pancakes." throwing the covers off you, you run after him to the kitchen, knowing he'll most likely start a fire if you aren't there to help.

ಇ  𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗜 𝗠𝗜𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗬𝗔. mitsuya mainly smokes in social settings. whenever someone offers him a joint at a party, he always accepts it with a gracious smile. surprisingly, a little weed makes him even more charismatic than usual, and he's able to entertain the whole room without even trying. but he walks a fine line because once he's true and properly stoned, he becomes more introverted and ends up clinging to you like a lost puppy. you'll be dancing in the middle of the floor and he'll walk up to you and just throw his arms around you. "you high, babe?" you giggle, leading him toward the couch. "mhm, feel really good." he hums, and the next thing you know, he's pulled you down onto the sofa and buried his head in your chest. "so comfy.." it doesn't matter that his antics attract the stares of other partygoers, he will cuddle you in front of everybody and he'll do it without a hint of shame.

ಇ  𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗝𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗠𝗔. hanma will swear up and down that nothing's better than a cigarette after sex. but sometimes, he takes it step beyond that— rolling a fat blunt and lighting it up while you two lay naked in bed. he's never embodied his tattoo more than he does when he blows the smoke out from his nose; he's the personification of sin and temptation with the blunt perched between his fingers. he offers it to you but when you go to take it from him, he lifts it up out of your reach. "you want a hit, doll?" there's a smirk on his face as he blows the smoke directly into your face, and it only grows when you start to pout. "open." you follow the simple command without hesitation and you're rewarded for it when he brings the blunt to your parted lips, holding it for you while you inhale. he doesn't miss the way your eyes turn glassy from the high. in fact, it makes him hard all over again and by the time he's putting out the roach on the ashtray, he's ready for round two.

ಇ  𝗦𝗘𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗨 𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗜. inui has a couple of guilty pleasures and one of them is smoking right before bed. he'll pick out an indica that's sure to help him sleep and pack his bowl full of it. you can visibly see the tension leech out of his body, his shoulders sagging lower with every hit he takes. most nights, he'll doze off after finishing it, but if he manages to stay awake long enough for you to join him in bed, he'll pull you close and wrap his arms around you. soft lips pepper kisses against the crook of your neck, and when you laugh and tell him it tickles, he tightens his hold on you and starts sucking a bruise into your skin. "this tickle too?" he murmurs, knowing damn well what he's doing. his hands slip beneath your shirt, squeezing your tits and playing with your nipples until they're poking through the fabric. then, he sheathes himself inside of you, making you warm his cock while he drifts off to sleep.

ಇ  𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗬𝗢 𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗭𝗨. sanzu is all about optimizing his pleasure and one way he does this is by smoking while he fucks you. you'll be on your hands and knees, back bent into a pretty arch as he thrusts against your backside. his pace is steady but brutal, one hand gripping your hip while the other lifts the joint to his lips. "mm, fuck.." he groans, voice raspy (from the smoke or how tightly you're squeezing him, you're not sure). "that's it— haah, yeah, that's it, angel. take this fuckin' cock." if he's feeling generous, he'll lean over you and extend the joint out for you to take a hit, but oftentimes, you're being fucked too hard to even think about accepting the offer. if, on the off chance, you are able to take a hit or two, you severely start to struggle holding yourself up. but he takes it in stride, pushing you down so your stomach is flat against the bed, cheek pressed against the sheets. "there you go, just lay down and take it."

ಇ  𝗪𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗦𝗔 𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜. not only is wakasa a stoner, but he's also a plug. he stays stocked up with flower, wax, and cartridges; and he has a revolving door of customers at his disposal with tokyo university located half an hour away. he smokes several times a day every day, and he's built up an insane tolerance as a result. when you come over to hang out, he'll easily face a blunt while giving you your own to hit as you please. "you tryna keep up with me, princess? don't overdo it." but really, he wouldn't mind if you did. you're so cute when you're high out of your mind, so pliant in his hands. his teasingly lips brush over yours, so lightly it can hardly be considered a kiss, before he shotguns the smoke into your awaiting mouth. though, if you truly do start to get too faded, he'll pluck the blunt right out of your hands and put it out. "aht," he chides, "that's enough. can't have you greenin' out on me, can i?"

ಇ  𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗢 𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗢. shinichiro is a lightweight compared to his best friend, not because he doesn't have access to weed, but because he really only smokes it on special occasions. for his last birthday, wakasa brought over some wax and shinichiro could only blink when his friend pulled a blow torch out from his bag. after some convincing, he took several hits, but he nearly coughed up a lung in the process. that was the highest you've ever seen your boyfriend— too stoned to even keep his head from falling over against his shoulders. "you good, shin?" he nods slowly in response, eyelids drooping as if they're being weighed down by something heavy. he stayed on the couch for the rest of the day, asking you to make him something to eat every couple of hours. "shit.." he mutters to himself, "food really does taste better when you're high." you and wakasa got quite the kick out of his blissed out state.

[sunaluv]

GIVE ME YOUR LOVIN'

someone's looking at you looking at him

feat: connie & eren, wakasa & shinichiro

CONNIE & EREN

connie watched curiously as you laughed at whatever it was eren said to you. you threw your head back and cackled as your unfiltered laughter was heard over the music. ironically enough, you had that same, unashamed laughter when he fell for you. every time he thinks about how he fell in love with you, he finds himself covering his cheeks like a bashful little school girl.

he can't really blame eren for getting to you first, he had only told sasha, ymir and historia about his little crush on you. and you were so attractive in your own way, it was a matter of time before someone else would make their move on you. ‘yeah,’ he convinces himself, ‘if i had acted first, maybe she would be laughing at my jokes right now.’

connie had been so deep in his thoughts, he hadn't even noticed you approaching the kitchen island he was sat at.

"you alright, con?" he felt a blush coming on at the sound of your voice. "what'cha thinkin' about?"

maybe it was the remnants of alcohol in his system, but he swore you've been looking at him a little differently lately, like there was a hint of lust in your eyes.

he cleared his throat, calming himself down. "nothin' really," he wiped his hands on his jeans. "what've you been up to?"

he listened intently as you told him about the past week, about the pile of assignments you've been neglecting and the girls trip you went on recently (he smiled as you whipped your phone out, swiping through albums and he had to act like he hadn't seen the ones you uploaded on your finsta). he had to hold back the hurt on his face whenever you mentioned eren though.

time seemed to pass whenever he talked with you. he found himself genuinely interested in what you had to say, and became more of a listener than a talker when the two of you conversed.

jean elbowed eren, nodding towards the two of you chatting by the counter. "you ever noticed how con looks at your girl?"

eren looked between jean and the pair of you, shrugging his shoulders. "no? how does he?"

"like he wants her," he laughed at the glare eren shot him. "my sources have told me that he's had a crush on her before you two started talking."

eren was silent, taking a sip of his drink. jean would've probably considered what he meant, but a call of his name from the bros at the beer pong table managed to grab his attention. with a heavy pat on eren's shoulder, he left the said boy alone with this newfound information.

old eren would've pulled the two of you up on it immediately or caused a giant scene which was sure to embarrass the three of you. but since getting to know you, he had become a calmer person, more rational even. instead of storming over to the kitchen, he decided to let you be. he trusted you, and you obviously trusted him as you already told him about you and connie when you started getting serious.

he let connie get a feel of what it was like to be with you, just for tonight. it was as far as he was going to get anyway.

SHINICHIRO & WAKASA

sometimes, when you come into the bike shop with your cheery greeting, wakasa likes to pretend you came for him, despite the fact you greeted everyone.

he likes to daydream about you prancing in your summer dresses which heavily contrasted his oil-stained overalls tied at his waist. he likes to daydream about you scolding him about overworking himself, your pretty, plump lips drawing into a pout complaining about 'how you'll forget about me one day...'

to which he'd respons with 'you know i never would' before hissing that pout away.

yeah... this man was in deep.

instead, he nodded his head at you as he passed, to which you reciprocated with a smile of your own. the faint scent of your perfume hypnotised him, his eyes following your figure as you lovingly embraced your boyfriend, shinichiro, who was tinkering away at his own bike.

the slithers of conversation he could grasp closely resembled the ones he has with you in his daydream, he sometimes gets scared someone can read his thoughts.

with a heavy sigh, he tore his gaze from his leader and his girl, putting the finishing touches on the automobile in front of him.

--

wakasa didn't imagine this to be the first time he got to really embrace you.

"it'll be okay," he spoke your name tenderly, drawing small circles into your arm. "we'll all look after you for as long as you need, alright? we all know how much shin adored you."

at the mention of his name, your cries grew harsher and louder. you squeezed at his waist harder, burying your face in his chest as if to take out all of your hurt on him.

"what will i do, wakasa?" his heart shattered at the defeated look on your face. "my boyfriend is dead..."

wakasa was stuck. he didn't know how to console you right now, not when he was feeling so guilty for thinking about your flushed body against his whilst you were crying over his late leader.

so he said nothing, letting you fall into him once more. he only hoped takeomi would get to your place soon, anyone other than him would probably be a better support system for you right now.

takeomi arrived shortly after, a fruit basket and other comfort items with him, along with his condolences. you told the boys you were going to lie down, giving wakasa the chance to excuse himself from you.

the two of the stood in your kitchen, speaking in hushed terms.

"you're such an asshole for what you're doing, ya know?"

"i know," wakasa breathed out. "...i know."

"shinichiro died, wakasa."

"i said i know, damn it!" he finally looked up at takeomi, a mix of rage, guilt and disgust swirling in his eyes. his eyes widened as he lowered his volume.

"boss left her in our care," takeomi breathed out. "do you really think it's wise to do what you're doing?"

whether or not it was a rhetorical question, wakasa did not answer. the silence mixed with with the tense mood left the air heavier than usual.

wakasa knew he still held strong feelings for you and it seems others are starting to catch on as well. thus he had to distance himself from you and let you grieve shinichiro properly.

[em1e]

ᶻz feat. wakasa + kazutora+ rindou !!

tokyo revengers && first meetings

☓ kazu's 2 times longer than the other don't look at me. tw for a hostile ex on rindou's !!

ᶻz・wakasa imaushi

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is chaotic.

“oh my god shin, your nose!” 

you’re quick into action, despite shinichiro and wakasa basically barging through your front door while the former cradles a probably broken nose. you grab some paper towels as quickly as you can while wakasa helps his friend to your couch, barely taking in your home despite him never stepping foot into it. 

 you’re talking fast, questions overlapping on your tongue before either boy can answer them, “what happened? why’d you come here?” 

shinichiro groans when you press the napkins against his face far hastier than you should, taking them from your own hands and leaning his head against the back of your couch. obviously in too much pain to answer, you look to the stranger who he’s come in with. 

he shrugs, popping the lollipop he was sucking on out of his mouth and nodding to shinichiro, “needed to get off the street, ‘nd he said he knew someone.” 

you kick at shinichiro’s foot half heartedly, frowning, “don’t bring your stupid gang violence around my house, you know i don’t like that stuff.” 

a muffled apology leaves his lips, and you sigh before moving to grab ice for the two of them. bringing back bags of peas and dropping one onto shinichiro’s stomach (he groans dramatically at the contact), then pass the other to his friend. he raises an eyebrow at you, and you nod to his bruising knuckles. 

it’s then he takes them in himself, clicking his tongue, then grabbing the bag from you with a small thanks. you eye him for a second, before plopping down on the couch beside shinichiro. 

“‘m (y/n), by the way.” you offer a small smile, “i babysit emma and mikey sometimes when shin is out doing nefarious things.” 

“wakasa,” he hums out, sitting across from you, “i make sure shinichiro doesn’t die doing his nefarious things.” 

you giggle, and shinichiro groans, “please don’t flirt with me sitting right here. i don’t think i can take much more damage- physically or mentally.” 

“not my fault you brought your pretty friend here after you got socked in the face.” 

“you think ’m pretty?” wakasa grins, eyes half-lidded and completely ignoring his friend's request. 

“very.” you hum, leaving shinichiro to groan louder. you elbow at his side, and he dramatically topples over so he’s laying on the couch instead, “sorry shin, we’re talking.” 

one glance to wakasa and he’s licking his teeth, then sending you a smile, “that we are.” 

ᶻz・kazutora hanemiya 

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is awkward.

“no, kazutora, put the cat food on the right side of the store - you know what, nevermind, i’ll do it.” chifuyu sighs heavily, placing the bags of dog food he’d just opened hastily on the shelf and pushing the box kazutora set beside him away with a huff. 

“huh? but these are the same brands, don’t you want to keep them together?” 

chifuyu closes his eyes, taking a second to breathe and remember he needs to have some semblance of patience - kazu’s only been out for a few weeks, he’s still adjusting to normal life. he sighs again and nods, “in theory, yes, but we’re keeping the cat stuff and dog stuff separate, remember?“ 

a small ‘oh’ leaves kazutora’s mouth, and chifuyu stands with a huff, stretching his legs then picking up the box. the bell to the door rings and both pairs of eyes find themselves wandering towards the front. chifuyu nods his head in the direction, “d’ya think you can take care of them?” 

kazutora hums out a reply, waving a hand behind him as chifuyu says something something register. he knows his friend is growing increasingly agitated with having to baby him, and he doesn’t want to be any more of a burden than necessary. 

he meets you at the register, and your eyes wander around the store before finally settling on the man behind the counter, offering him a smile. 

“hi! um, i recently found a kitten on the street and i was wondering if you could help me get whatever i need to take care of it?” 

kazutora only stares, head tilting slightly as your fingers dance across the counter. the silence goes on for longer than you’d expect, and you stand on your toes and puff out cheeks when he doesn’t immediately reply. you clear your throat. 

“is um . . . is there something i need to do first?” 

you look across the counter to see if maybe there’s a sign in sheet for suggestions or something, but you find nothing. 

“we have cat food and litter.” he says when you meet his gaze again, still giving you the same look he did when you walked in. 

“great!” you smile, looking around the store, “can you show me?” 

he straightens, looking down the sea of aisles for chifuyu since he’d be much better help than him. hell, he’s still learning the difference in medications for dogs and cats and other miscellaneous animals - it would be unfair to lead you astray with a bad suggestion. 

he sees no one else in the immediate vicinity, which means chifuyu has left him alone at the front of the store. 

“um, yeah. yeah, i can” 

right side of the store, he reminds himself. that’s where the stuff for cats is. he leads you in that direction, stopping in front of the aisles when he finds the bags he was previously shoving in the dogs section. 

you lean forward, taking in each option and tap your chin with a hum, then look at him with a tilted head. 

“any recommendations?” 

you have to notice he has no idea what he’s doing by now, right? still, face unwavering, he picks up the bag they feed the cats they have up for adoption, “we use this for the cats here. i’m not really sure about the differences in other brands and stuff.” 

you take the bag gently from his hold, then grab a similar one from the same brand that’s labeled specifically for kittens and compare the two. 

“i think i’ll get this one since she’s still pretty small.” you hold up the latter and place the former back where he picked it up from, “how about litter?”

he takes you to the aisle behind the one you were previously in, gesturing awkwardly to the many different types. before you can ask if he has any suggestions, he points to one, “this is the one we use here.” 

you smile. he read your mind. 

with a small huff, you're grabbing that same brand and almost drop the container when you take it off the shelf - it’s much heavier than you thought. though kazutora has his own faults, he isn’t an asshole who’d just leave you to struggle. he gingerly grabs it from you, and you beam at him with a smile, “thanks.” 

he only offers a curt nod, and follows you as you shop for smaller miscellaneous things - toys, treats, and a litter box all fill your hands along with the food you grabbed previously and kazutora offers no complaints when you finally make your way back to the counter. 

“thanks.” you hum out again when he rounds the corner to get behind the register. he pauses for a second, staring at the computer and all its buttons and he’s genuinely lost for a second, trying to remember how chifuyu taught him to use it. 

lucky for him, the man himself comes out from the back, a box in his hands and easily reading the furrow of his friends brows. 

“all you have to do is ask for help,” he sighs with a click of his tongue, setting the box beside the items you’re buying. he taps a few things, explaining to kazutora again just how to do it and starts scanning the items for you, “he give you too much trouble? he’s still training-” 

“he was perfectly helpful.” you smile, “i would’ve been lost otherwise.” 

ᶻz・rindou haitani

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is violent. 

“leave me alone-” you’re shoving past your ex with a huff, almost gasping when instead of letting you pass, he pushes you against the wall of the dingy club you’re in and grins at your clear aggravation. 

“we’re not done talking,” he sighs out, “i didn’t come all the way to roppongi to get brushed to the side.” his arms are caging you in, and you want to scream to get anyone’s attention. you’re unsure if it’d even work - everyone around you seems to already be too drunk to worry about what’s going on outside their bubble, and you sure if anyone does notice, they don’t care. 

“why come at all. are you stalking me now? i told you i don’t want anything to do with you-”

he stops you with a growl, eyes narrowing, “ah ah, we’re here to talk. don’t wanna make me upset, do ya?” you flinch away from him when he reaches up to cup your cheek, and someone clicking their teeth behind him makes him pause and look over his shoulder. “what, can’t you see we’re talki-” 

he doesn’t get to finish his sentence. not when the man behind him rears his fist back and punches. 

you pull your arms to yourself, gasping as he collapses to the floor with your eyes wide. one hit, and he’s out cold. you look up frantically to the offender, your savior, but he’s already pushing his way through the gaping crowd, leaving you to stumble behind him as he leaves the club. 

“w-wait a sec!” you call out after him, and he pauses his retreat but doesn’t turn to face you. it gives you time to catch up to him, and when you’re standing in front of him, he’s scowling. despite this, he’s still pretty. you feel your face warm, and his brows raise as if he’s waiting for you to say something. 

you did scream for him, after all. 

“u-um, thanks,” you manage out after a moments pause, bowing your head, “thank you.” you say again more clearly. when you finally look back up at him he’s eyeing you in a way that has you wrapping your arms around yourself.

he clicks his teeth again, walking past you without a word, and you find yourself following behind like a lost puppy. he pauses again when you’re only a few steps behind him, looking over his shoulder, “if you’re gonna follow me, you might as well walk with me and talk.” 

he says it like a statement, but you take it as a command. you walk for a few blocks in silence before you break it to mumble out your name. 

he grins at the sound of it leaving your lips, “rindou haitani.” and it dawns on you then it was his club you were just in. apologies follow. for your ex, for not destabilizing the situation, for ruining the mood in his club, but he’s shaking his head with a hum. 

“s’okay. you just gave me an excuse to leave, and i’m glad your pretty self followed.” 

[dr4kenlvr]

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ?

feat. shinichiro sano, inui seishu, draken, mitsuya takashi, hanma shuji x gn!reader - fluff (1.3k+)

—in which you and the boys have a sleepover together.

nana's note: tried to write for some characters i don't usually write for (as per requested by my followers hehe)! i hope my characterization of them isn't too off, please enjoy and let me cry over hanma shuji again.

SHINICHIRO quietly shuts the door behind him, as he steps onto the balcony of his home. the warm air of a tokyo sunday travels across the exposed skin of his arms—a pleasing sensation as he searches his pocket for a lighter. a pack of opened cigarettes lay on the small table in the corner. shinichiro bends over to fetch one, lights it up, and takes a long drag. he sighs, leaning forward against the railing. everything is quiet, save for the sounds of people beneath him and the occasional loud honk of a car. but then, the sound of balcony’s door makes him turn.

it’s you—with your jacket half-on and hair disheveled all cutely. “shini, i’m gonna head home soon. i’ve got wor—”

“why don’t you just stay the night?” he says, almost without realizing. he takes another drag of his cigarette at your expression; are you gonna turn him down? but as he exhales, the smoke that evades his vision dispurses to reveal a small smile on your face. shinichiro feels his lungs somehow haven’t exhaled. 

you drop your bag on the floor, and join him outside. taking his hand in his, you begin to play with his fingers, pondering his suggestion. he looks at you with an expectant look, cigarette caught between his lips. “only if you drive me to work—without making me late.” you laugh.

shinichiro laughs with you, exhaling once more as he intertwines your hand with his. “well of course, darling.”

INUI rinses his face twice more, before you hand him a towel to pat himself dry with. “thank you,” he mumbles, voice muffled by the cotton smushed on him. you smile at him, glancing up at the bunny headband keeping his hair away from his face. he reluctantly agreed to use it, considering that no one else was around to see a man of his caliber wearing such an accessory. 

“you look cuter than you think, sei’” you look at him through the mirror, in time to see his face burn up the slightest bit before he turns his head away from your lingering eyes.

“just focus on washing your face,” he says, still refusing to face you. you giggle, as you lather the cleanser between your fingers and apply it to your face. doing skincare was a therapeutic part of both your separate routines, therefore nothing could victor the happiness you felt to do it with him.

you wash away the foam, pat yourself dry with a towel and remove your headband. taking his hand in yours, you lead him to your bed.

“you know, for someone who claims they hate the headband so much—why haven’t you taken yours off yet?” you tease, pointing out the pastel pink headband still neatly wrapped around his head. 

inui’s eyes widen, and you’re able to capture the full extent of his blush as he scrambles to take off the headband, throwing it in your direction with a huff. 

DRAKEN shakes the bag of chips, stopping when they almost spill over the edge of the bowl and onto his bedroom floor. you pop open another can of pop, reaching over to pour some into his cup. the two of you have been using this sleepover as an excuse to get high on sugar and empty calories. you’ve been at it for hours now, just mindlessly chowing down snacks while talking about everything and nothing all at once.

“that flavour is so ass, babe.” draken complains, slouching down against the side of his bed, his long arm extending over to grab some popcorn from your lap. he watches solemnly as the liquid fills his cup, before you retract your arm.

“quit your whining, you always drink it all anyways.” you retort, snorting at the look of feigned disgust on your boyfriend’s face. “besides, that’s not what you should be complaining about—try feeling the numbness in my ass from sitting on your floor for so long.”

draken laughs, coughing on his food. “my ass hurts too y’know!” he yells lightheartedly, making you laugh hysterically with him. “m’sorry i ain’t got a table for us to eat at,” he says, placing a hand on your thigh before squeezing slightly. “and i don’t think you want to eat in the main lobby of a brothel.”

you sigh, and scooch yourself closer to draken’s body. “it’s really no big deal ken, at least both of our asses hurt.” you lean up, pressing a kiss to his lips. “there’s no one else i’d rather share this butt pain with, anyways.” you say, mirroring the grin plastered on draken’s face. 

MITSUYA scrubs the plate in his hands with a sponge, coating it in soapy water before moving onto the next set of dishes in the sink. upstairs, he can hear mana and luna running around while squealing; they’re probably playing some kind of tag game. “be careful girls! don’t get hurt!” he calls from the kitchen, pausing his movements to listen for a response:

“yes brother! we’ll be careful!” luna calls out from atop the stairs, before huffing away as her sister chases her once more. mitsuya smiles, glad that they were able to occupy themselves when he had his hands full. behind him, mitsuya hears a huff too—but it’s from you, who's carrying a basket-full of laundry that needs to be folded. you place it down on the floor and begin to fold the articles of clothing, separating them between his clothes, his sisters’ and his mothers’. 

“s-sweetheart! you don’t need to do all that,” mitsuya scrambles to finish the dishes, when he realizes you’re intent on folding it all yourself. “you can just relax, i’ll be done in a bit.” 

you bite back a grin, and shake your head at him. “let me help you out takashi,” he blinks at you with an unreadable expression, “you deserve to have some weight taken off your shoulders.” 

placing a neatly folded sweater on the couch, you walk over to where he stands and wrap your arms around his waist from behind. you squeeze him tenderly, “let me help you,” your voice is muffled by his back, which you’ve shoved your face against. mitsuya’s hands—still wearing gloves, and covered in soap—are frozen as you stay there for a few moments. then he smiles down at you behind his shoulder, and with an expression of pure gratefulness, he laughs, “.. okay, my love.”

HANMA bickers you for the third time to get into bed with him: “babe! the bed’s so cold without you next to me, y’know?” he whines, making you shoot him a glare from across the room. he snickers, cheering like a child when you finally shut off the lights and walk towards the bed. hanma lifts the blanket for you to crawl under, pulling it over your body along with his own when you slump under. 

you groan happily, feeling all your muscles relax under the weight of the blanket, and hanma’s secured arms around your waist. “s’much better,” he mutters quietly, face tucked into the crook of your neck. you two had left the window slightly ajar, allowing pleasantly warm winds and the sounds of citylife to sway into the otherwise—silent room of your house. 

yawning, hanma presses a kiss to your nape and pulls you closer to him. you blindly search for his hands under the blanket, interlacing your fingers with his once you did, while shivers travelled down your spine at the feeling of his smile against your skin. you lift his hand to your mouth, pressing a kiss to his tattooed skin, earning yourself more pecks to your skin as his lips decide to travel across the expanse of your shoulders.

as your eyes become gradually heavier, you grant yourself the luxury of finally closing them. and before the wonders of sleep can completely take over, hanma whispers a quiet “love you, angel”, before falling asleep holding you in his arms.

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[garoujo]

LET ME TAKE YOU FOR A RIDE — TOKYO REVENGERS

feat : sano manjiro, ryuguji ken, hanma shuji, haitani rindou, ( akashi ) sanzu haruchiyo + sano shinichiro.

♱ warnings — f!reader, bike sex, exhibitionism, idk if motorcycles are actually this sturdy but if they aren’t let’s just lie okay :3 creampies, fingering / cunninglingus in sanzu’s, shinichiro fucks you on someone else’s bike, smoking in hanma’s, cockwarming in rindou’s.

♱ note — a lil bonus shin hc in here cause the idea came to me v suddenly akhajaka so consider it a fank yew for u guys putting up w me < 3

・✶ ｡ﾟSANO MANJIRO / MIKEY

as far as mikey was concerned he could fuck you wherever he wanted in his city, why should he have to resist you when he can feel the way your pretty tits are pressed against his back, even through the thick material of his gang uniform. wordlessly pulling over before he’s shooting you a look that has your thighs already squeezing around the cool metal underneath you.

“m-mikey, ah!” you gasp as mikey pushes himself against you, caging you between his chest and the cool body of his motorcycle behind you. “what? does ‘t feel good?” he breathes, but there’s a dreamy lull to his tone when his lips curl slightly against the crook of your neck and he sinks into your pussy. your nails are digging into the plush leather of the seat as a means to ground yourself when he leans the weight of his hips against yours, the blunt head of his cock pushing up against the swollen spots inside of you before his hips are drawing back and he sighs.

he’s still fully dressed except from where he’s pulled his cock out his pants, long coat hanging over his shoulders and the only thing keeping it from falling off is the way your free hand is twisting into the fabric — keeping mikey close as he begins a pace that has you jolting against his motorcycle, every smack of his hips echoing around the darkened dock. “hnnn—you’re so tight.” mikey gulps, letting his slender fingers trace between your bodies to roll your clit in sticky circles, panting and growling against your jaw when your pussy tightens around him in time with each flick of his wrist.

“w-we could’ve waited until we got home, mikey.” you whine, but your hips still grind up to meet his as his brows furrow, feeling him push his cock up against something sensitive inside of you until your breath is skipping, pussy clenching right around him everytime he rocks forward and mikey thinks he could watch your lustful expression under the dim streetlights every fucking day. “yeah, then you shouldn’t have looked so pretty.”

・✶ ｡ﾟRYUGUJI KEN / DRAKEN

it was so easy to rile draken up, even though he knew exactly what you were doing when he felt your fingers trail down his toned abdomen — grazing along the bulge of his cock at every fucking red light so you can see the way his jaw clenches, before he’s cursing and pulling into some random alleyway with a pretty frown and a hard cock since you can’t fucking wait.

“this what you fuckin’ needed, princess? you tryna fuckin’ kill us? s-shit—“ draken’s trying to sound angry but you can barely hear anything he’s saying with how well he’s filling you, keeping you pressed over the metal handlebars of his bike as he fucks into you, each thrust heavy and clapping and driven by the strength in his huge body and there’s a burning hot rush of blood under your skin where you feel his thick fingers grip at the swell of your ass.

“need to quit spoilin’ you, ‘s that it?” there’s a carnal drop in draken’s tone, one that vibrates through his chest but despite that there’s no real weight to his words, because you know you’ve got him wrapped around your pretty finger — only having to send him a doe-eyed look to have him bullying his thick cock into your pretty pussy. you moan brokenly into the darkened alleyway and you hear your boyfriend hiss with another wet withdrawal of his hips. “keep quiet, princess. shit, hhnn—gonna get us fuckin’ caught.”

you can barely breath with how deep draken feels like he reaches, your fingertips curling along the steel handlebars as another languid moan of his name kicks at your throat, your desperate attempts at being quiet melting away with every harsh smack of his hips against yours. your body feels like it’s crumbling under each of his thrusts, and your pretty sure even the heavy motorcycle beneath you is jolting as he splits you open on his cock, grunting long and low when he leans over you to twist your face towards his for a kiss. “‘f you’re not gonna be quiet then let me feel you cum, princess.”

・✶ ｡ﾟHANMA SHUJI

you knew it was coming, you could basically see the arousal that radiated out of shuji when he turned round to face you at every red light, letting his fingertips trail up your thighs before he was pulling you in for messy, quick kisses. there was nothing more thrilling to him than being able to bend you over his bike whenever he wanted, plus.. he’d break the teeth of any bastard that tried to tell him he couldn’t.

shuji’s amber eyes are hooded when he looks at you, black ink of sin visible when he takes the last long draw of the cigarette that’s hanging from his smirking lips, before he’s flicking it to the side and pressing deep into your body, helping you bounce on his lap as he sinks back against the obnoxious print of his bike seat. “look at you, baby. fuck sake, ‘s pussy’s always so fuckin’ ready for me, yeah?” he goads, sending you a teasing look before he snaps his hips into yours, the rough rhythm of his cock making you twitch and pulling a low groan from his lips before it breaks into a breathless chuckle.

it’s almost unfair the quick pace hanma takes as he fucks you, his thick cock digging up inside of your pussy until you’re trembling and twisting into him, heels digging into the steel of his bike as he works your hips to meet the encouraging pull of his huge hands from where they’re massaging at your skin. you feel his teeth nip playfully at your jawline before his lips are gliding along the spots after, cunt baring down around his cock tight as you gasp and he slows to a teasing grind.

“shuji—hnnn, please!” you whine, whispery and choked off as he rolls his hips into yours — pushing up against the spots that makes your hips tremble aswell as your lungs with your next inhale, but he knows you need more. “hmm?” he smirks, feigning obliviousness but there’s a playful glint in the amber that’s jumping from the sight of your glistening cunt to your pretty face. “use your words, doll, or else. you wanna cum, right?” hanma drawls, scratchy and growly as he lets his fingers trace along your skin to roll your puffy clit, just as he grazes along the right spot inside of you that he knows will make you cum — but he can’t deny that the pleasured tears gathering in your lashes make him fucking throb. “wanna cum.” you finally answer and lightning feels like it sparks in your body with the first too deep kiss of hanma’s cock that immediately follows. “oh? that’s more like it, baby—fuckin’ shit. don’t hold back on me, now.”

・✶ ｡ﾟHAITANI RINDOU

rindou was such a tease so the amount of times he’d fucked you on his bike had all been of his own doing, he loved the feeling of your chest being pressed against his back but he also loved the feeling of your pussy squeezing around his cock, chest to chest as you both bask in the city lights. but he couldn’t get enough of how pretty you looked when you squirmed for more.

“so fuckin’ needy, princess.” rindou goads from where he’s got you sat infront of him — chest to chest on his bike and your thighs hooked around his hips, your pretty pussy spread eagerly around his thick cock underneath your skirt. he knows he’s going to fuck you, but he loves the needy little humps you make as you beg for some friction, and the way your wide-eyes blink up at him everytime he revs the engine of his bike — making his cock graze along the swollen spots inside of you when it jumps underneath you both, pushing him deeper.

you whimper when you feel rindou’s fingers tighten around your jaw, urging you to meet his lilac gaze from where he’s watching you from underneath his dyed bangs — pulling you in for a kiss that’s a little messy and accompanied by his hips rocking into yours languidly, swallowing the needy mewls that fall from your lips at the sudden stimulation. “don’t fall apart on me yet, doll.” he groans, but he fills you so well at this angle you can only whine into the kiss, moving your mouth along his while you twitch around him.

“fuck, you’re gonna be the death of me, princess.” rindou slurs, the hand that was hooked around the handlebars of his bike grabbing onto your hips before he’s pulling you closer. his heavy balls pressing flush against your ass at this angle and you feel his heavy cock twitch and throb when your pussy clenches around him. you pull a growl from your lilac haired boyfriend before he’s moving to press you down against the cool steel beneath you both with a dangerous smirk, one that only tugs wider when he pushes deeper into your cunt. “damn, baby. this what you meant when you said you wanted to go for a ride?”

・✶ ｡ﾟ SANZU HARUCHIYO

it was so obvious the effect you had on sanzu, almost embarrassingly so considering how crazed and unhinged he seemed to everybody else. so it was even more charming to watch him fall apart at the seams so easily, deliberately pushing yourself to breathe along the back of his neck while you squeeze your arms around his waist as he drives you through the city.

“told you to sit still angel.” sanzu whispers, holding your hips down from where he’s got your lower back pressed along the handlebars of his pink bike as he buries his face into your pussy. you feel his fingers trace along the soft curve of your inner thighs before he’s spreading you lewdly, his lips curling into a smirk when he drags his tongue along your swollen clit just to feel the way you push up against him, greedy for more of his mouth and he feels his cock strain against his slacks at the feeling.

his fingers grab and dig into the aching flesh of your ass as he rocks you against him, his chin and scarred cheeks wet with a mixture of your slick and his spit, as another low sound cracks from his throat when he pushes his tongue into your twitching walls. the way sanzu eats you out is so eager, hearing him swallow and slurp at the cream his tongue pushes out of your pussy before he’s curling it against your clit, and you feel your toes curl from where your legs are thrown over his shoulders as you twist your hands in his hair — rocking yourself against his greedy ministrations as you feel his tongue drag over your slit.

“so fuckin’ pretty. kill any bastard who thinks they can see you like this, ‘ts only for me.” you know he’s talking about if anyone happens to round the corner of the quiet street he’s parked up in, but you doubt either of you would even notice with how dizzy you feel — his words vibrating against your pussy as a mixture of euphoria and bliss rolls down your spine. sanzu’s tongue splits down your folds to taste the slick that’s gathered there, dragging it back up to your clit before he’s closing his lips around the bud and suckling languidly, making you throw your head back and push yourself tight against the uncomfortable metal below you. “gonna cum all over my fuckin’ bike, angel? don’t hold back on me.”

・✶ ｡ﾟSANO SHINICHIRO

he’d never been able to resist you, his will power was basically non existent — especially when you’re sitting in his shop while he works on a bike, swaying your hips and sending him a pretty smile everytime you hand him a tool, and even just the slight brush of your fingertips against shin’s has him cock twitching as he shoots you a drowsy look. “cmeer, baby. need somethin’”

the sweet, needy little moan that leaves your lips makes shinichiro’s cock throb before he’s picking up a pace that’s a little faster, desperate as he loses himself in each squeeze of your walls around his cock. “fuck, jus’ like that, baby.” it’s late, he’s in the back shop and thankfully he’s not expecting any customers because right now, his hair is mused where it hangs over his drowsy, lidded gaze and his clothes are rustled, pants unzipped under the jacket that’s wrapped around his waist as he bends his pretty girlfriend over the bike he’s been diligently working on all day, but now couldn’t care less about because of how good you feel.

“s-shin, ‘m gonna make a-ah! mess.” you gasp when you feel him press his calloused palm against the front of your thigh, pulling it up to hook it around his waist and the new position makes him feel like he reaches even deeper. “nah—’ts fine, baby. ‘ll clean it before i give ‘em it back anyway, f-fuck.” shinichiro huffs, scratchy and breathless as he leans forward to smear kisses along the back of your neck, letting his free hand trace between your bodies until he’s rolling your clit, pairing it with the back and forth stutter of his hips until he’s groaning, low and shameless when your pussy throbs around him.

“damn, y’re gonna make me c-cum, hnnn—squeezin’ real fuckin’ tight, baby.” he rasps, his brow crumbling as he pants above you and his darker bangs stick along the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. it only takes a few more twists of his wrists before he’s coaxing you into your orgasm. every thrust making you whine his name as a gooey ring of cream forms around the base of his cock and shinichiro groans at the milking compression of your walls, grabbing onto the sturdy steel bike below you both as he thickens and trembles, spilling hot inside of you with a few more shallow thrusts before he’s smearing kisses along the dip of your shoulders. “gotta clean my baby up before some bike though.”

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[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Ken Ryuguji top 10 moments! (Part 1)

10. We'll start this list off with kind and considerate baby Draken helping Emma carry some boxes. He's such a good kid (just ignore him beating those kids up in chapter 0)

9. Him believing Hina about the time leaping and giving her a ride to the fight. Ok maybe bringing Hina to a dangerous fight wasn't the best idea but I'm fairly certain she insisted. But believing her and by extension Takemichi about the time leaping was very important.

8. Draken once again being a kind friend by helping to look after Pochi for Pah, taking him on walks along with Mitsuya.

7. That time he defended Takemichi from Pah and actually suggested listening to what Takemichi was saying.

6. Helping Mikey to build the babu, not only was this important since it gave Takemichi a bike (and us a wholesome moment) but I think this was also really important for Mikey too. Carrying on Shinichiros work might've been part of Mikey's grieving process/ coping mechanism so Draken helping him with that was probably pretty important.

5. Trying to make Mikey let Takemichi leave. Both Draken and Mitsuya noticed how Takemichi wasn't suited for this life and the bad direction they were heading in. Going against Mikey wouldn't have been easy for them here but they still put in the effort for their friend.

4. Being a super considerate partner and checking on Emma while she's pregnant. He really is a big softie!

3. Trying to call off the valhalla fight and reassure Kazutora that they're still friends. I really love this moment, we don't talk about it a lot but I think it shows just how much Draken cares about his friends, he just wanted both Mikey and Kazutora to be safe and tried his best to call the fight off. He also looks especially sad after Kazutora says he hates him.

2. Helping Takemichi get to his final confrontation with Kisaki and fighting off Hanma when he tries to stop them. He was so willing to help that he even carried Takemichi on his back to get him there, he also managed to defeat Hanma which is no easy feat (and he called Hanma a zombie which is just iconic)

1. And no1, grab the tissues cause it's the time he sacrificed himself to save Takemichi. Draken made sure Takemichi lived on but paid his own life as the consequence. It's the fact that he didn't even hesitate too and even had no regrets during his death. He really cared a lot about his friends.

Stay tuned for part 2 at the same time tomorrow (Draken does a lot of good things ok, too many for one list)

[ne0nic]

My Personal HC on Tokrev Boys Pet Names for Their Partner

Feat. Mikey, Draken, Baji, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Rindou, Ran, Sanzu, Kakucho, Izana, Wakasa, Takeomi, Shinichiro

I feel like its time the fandom came together and made decisions on Tokyo Revengers pet names like the Marvel Fandom has but that's just me and here are my 2 cents.

Ones I'm absolutely settled on:

Mikey:

"Angel"

- I'm not sure why but I can just hear him say it. I can hear him whisper it in his partners ear. And also angst/bad timeline wise it makes the most sense. His partner would be his light, his angel.

Draken:

"Bunny"

- I was back and forth with this one for a bit but the more I think about it the more I love it. It's cute and kinky. It's a bit teasing as well which we already know is very Draken.

Baji:

"Princess"

- This man! He would always do anything to rile his partner. Of course I do love flustered, love incompetent Baji as well but I feel like confident, headstrong Baji would be the type to call his partner this both endearingly and teasingly.

Not settled on:

Mitsuya:

I've played around with the idea of something Mitsuya would say other than something simple like, "My Love." I have entertained the idea of him calling his partner "Puppy" but felt it was too dominant for him. But, if he had a headstrong, hotheaded partner he'd call them something like "My little firecracker" or "My little Dragon" (GET IT?!)

Chifuyu:

"Starlight"

-Younger Chifuyu gives submissive vibes and older Chifuyu (especially Black Dragon future) gives major dominant vibes so it's hard to find a nice middle ground. However just for the sake of it I love to think of him calling his partner, "My star" or "Starlight".

Kazutora:

"My heart"

Hear me out, a simple one but- "My heart" it gives soft, reformed, good future Kazutora. Where he finds a partner that loves and accepts him for all of his past traumas and therefore they are his "heart". It's so cute!

Hanma:

"My Little Reaper"

I will admit right now I'm not a hardcore Hanma girlie so this will probably be best discussed between them but I will suggest "My Little-" Now it could be something like "My Little Reaper" that I can just hear rolling off his tounge. And also would be cute and insinuate they are his partner in crime.

Rindou:

"Darling"

My baby RINNIE! 😍 Older & Bonten Rindou have always felt like he would call his partner "Darling". Maybe it started out as a joke when they were younger but evolved into the most loving name he calls them. #2 Best Boyfriend!

Ran:

"My Gorgeous-"

Ooooohhh, Fanon Ran would definitely be throwing out pet names like they're candy on Halloween. Probably using "Beautiful" more than anything. But Bonten Ran would definitely purr something like "My Gorgeous Boy/Girl"

Sanzu:

"My drug"

Or "My favorite drug" definitely Bonten Sanzu. I have absolutely no idea for a mentally stable Sanzu. 😂

Kakucho:

"Doll"

A sweetheart like him would call his partner "doll" I feel he's very classy and old school like that. Be real when you think of a date with Kakucho you think of something sweet and nice like a candlelit dinner. He has an old soul.

Izana:

"Baby Bird"

I can't explain it but when it comes to Izana I just feel like he would call his partner "Baby Bird" I think maybe I saw it in a Tiktok edit once? I'm not sure but it feels right for him.

Wakasa:

"Bitch"

OG timeline Waka def gives "Hey Mamas" vibes! 😂 And I do absolutely love Waka but I can't get over this feeling he would just refer to his partner as "Bitch" I hope that with some more insight into Waka's personality there will be a better option but until then I'm chilling here with this one.

Takeomi:

"Dear"

Takeomi gives "Hey Mamas" vibes 24/7 in every timeline. We love a consistent man! But I do feel that with a partner he is committed to he would definitely just call them "dear" Bonten and all.

Shinichiro:

"Sweetheart"

Ugh! Such a classic charmer! Shinichiro would call them something simple and loving, like him.

[sweet-seishu]

So let’s take the whore levels down a few notches, shall we?

How do you think the TR guys (of your choice) would react to you using their jacket as a blanket? Like, you get sleepy and they are away, and they left their jacket laying around and you put it over yourself to stay warm and cause it smells like them? 🥺

Pretty please with a cherry on top 🙂

but i like being a whore 😔😔

BUT OKAY THIS IS CUTE SO HERE WE GO (i used more sweaters than jackets but you get it):

feat: mitsuya, ran, inupi, rin, mikey, shinichiro

𝕄𝕀𝕋𝕊𝕌𝕐𝔸 ugh this man. he would probably have to stay late at his studio, trying to finish some sketches and designs for his deadline which of course you were fine with, he said it wouldn't be to late, so you just stayed home watching tv on the couch. you were getting really sleepy, yawning every few minutes before you decided to lie down, sighing as you tried to get comfy, but it was genuinely hard to sleep without him and his warmth. you sat backup, noticing he had left one of his sweaters on the kitchen chair. you immediately got up, grabbing the sweater and laying back down on the couch, his scent and warmth of his sweater bringing you more comfort as you finally let your eyes shut. when he got home he didn't expect to see you on the couch, his sweater basically drowning you causing a small smile to grace his beautiful face. he would quietly walk up to you, moving the hair that fell in your face before picking you up, causing you to stir and mumble out a small "takashi?" he only kissed your forehead "just moving us to the bed pretty girl" you cuddled into him the minute you both laid down, not bothering to change as you both fell into a deep sleep.

ℝ𝔸ℕ this mf. listen, he loves you, he really does, but he is such a fucking shit disturber. he would ofc be working late at bonten, gotta get his shit done before mikey tears him apart yenno. you would be in the penthouse, trying to keep yourself occupied so you could stay awake, but your body needed sleep, you were so tired, so you decided to take a nap. you grabbed the suit jacket he left on the arm of the couch draping it over you and taking in the smell of his expensive cologne, snuggling into the soft material before falling asleep. it was a few hours before he even got home, grumbling as he walked through the door, expecting to be greeted by you, but nope, there you were, passed out on the couch. he only smirked, noticing his jacket over you before walking over to where you slept, taking in how peaceful you looked before snatching the jacket off of your body, making you jolt awake, glaring at your boyfriend in the dark. "what the fuck ran?!" "sorry doll, this was expensive, cant let you use it as a blanket" you gaped at him, shocked by his words for a second before he let out a laugh, making you get up and smack his arm "you're such an ass!" you snapped before making your way to your shared bedroom, he quickly followed, picking you up easily and throwing you over his shoulder. "c'mon doll, you know you love me, and won't cuddling with me be better than cuddling my jacket?" you only huffed, squealing when he threw you on the bed, quickly stripping himself of his clothes before getting in with you, pulling you into his warm embrace. "i fucking hate you." you mumbled, kissing his chest before shutting your eyes. "yeah yeah, sure you do" he chuckled, kissing the top of your head before falling asleep.

𝕀ℕ𝕌𝕀 my sweet boy. he would have to work on a bike at the shop ofc, needing to get it finished for the next day, so he had texted you to let you know he would be late, which you said it was fine and you would just hang out at home and wait for him. well much to his enjoyment, the bike took longer than he thought as he kept running into different issues. you were getting tired, trying your best to stay up but you just couldn't, so you grabbed his sweater that was hanging off the back of the couch, wrapping yourself in it before laying down, you eyes immediately shutting as sleep took you. inui was finally finished with the bike, quickly making his way back home to you. he couldn't get through the door fast enough, just wanting to hold you, but he stopped dead in his tracks, a blush on his face when he saw you curled up in his sweater on the couch. he slowly made his way over to you, softly peppering kisses on your face before you slowly opened your eyes, smiling when you saw him. "how was work?" you asked softly "was okay, let's go to bed okay princess?" you happily nodded, causing him to smile before picking you up, holding you close to his chest as he carried you to the bedroom. he was was quick to lay you down before washing up, joining you immediately after, getting into the bed behind you, spooning you and leaving soft kisses on your neck before falling asleep.

ℝ𝕀ℕ unlike his brother, he would be so cute about it because we all know he is a green flag. it would be the same though, having to work late at bonten, finishing up some final details on something and you would be at home, probably already passed out with his jacket over you so you could breathe in his scent and feel some sort of his warmth. rin would be dying to go home, basically sprinting out of headquarters and speeding his way back home so he could finally sleep with you in his arms. he did not expect to see you using his jacket as a blanket, sleeping on the couch, an obvious sign that you tried waiting up for him. his heart did flips as he looked at you, a smile adorning his face as he wondered how he was able to be with someone as cute as you. he gently picked you up, not wanting to wake you as he kissed your nose, walking you over to the bedroom, gently laying you down and replacing his jacket with the duvet on the bed, he quietly stripped himself of his clothes, sliding in carefully beside you before slowly pulling you into his side. "love you rin" you whispered, snuggling into him, causing his eyes to go wide, but he quickly calmed down when he noticed you passed back out. "love you to pretty"

𝕄𝕀𝕂𝔼𝕐 oh this guy (we are not writing bonten mikey bc i don't think he'd think much of it) but anyways, he would probably be fighting some other gang with toman as you waited for him to come to your window like he always did, you waited and waited, but you were getting sleepy and you didn't know how much longer you could stay awake. so you got up, grabbing the sweater that he left at your place, putting it on before laying back in the bed, holding it up to your face so you could breathe in his scent. you eventually couldn't keep your eyes open anymore, falling into a deep sleep, not being able to hear the small taps on your window. mikey only sighed, opening the window himself since he knew you kept it unlocked for him, carefully stepping into your room before quietly shutting the window. he looked over to your sleeping form, a content smile gracing his lips as he looked at you in his sweater, feeling so much peace in that moment he couldn't help but move your hair from your face, leaving a soft kiss on your cheek before joining you, holding you close to him as he let all the darkness in his mind fade away just for a little bit.

𝕊ℍ𝕀ℕ𝕀ℂℍ𝕀ℝ𝕆 okay, i feel like we all know how this would go, like inui, shin would have to work late at the bikeshop, which you understood of course, and you didn't mind. things were going later than he thought, he was getting tired, upset, and just wanted to be with you at home. he was so relieved when he finally finished, sighing loudly as he locked up, finally going back to your shared apartment. the last thing he expected to see was you asleep with his sweater draped over you as you snuggled into the fabric. he nearly combusted, you were just so cute and after being rejected so much how was he able to land someone as adorable and amazing as you. he genuinely didn't know if he should leave you on the couch or take you to the bed, the last thing he wanted to do was wake you, and the fact you were using his sweater as a blanket made him feel a little dizzy. he eventually decided to take you to bed, lifting you carefully, but you stirred, opening your eyes as you realized you were being carried "shin? when did you get home?" you asked softly. "not to long ago sweetheart just bringing you to bed" he smiled, gently laying you down when he got to the bed, you went to take off his sweater but he stopped you, a blush on his cheeks "k-keep it on, look really cute with it.." he mumbled, making you smile as you pulled him down, quickly cuddling into him, he nearly lost what little composure he had, but he kept his cool as you readjusted his sweater, making sure it covered your torso as he pulled the blanket to cover you both, kissing your forehead before he closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

[luvvixu]

shinichiro x reader (she/her)

🌊🏖️ beach day out

genre: fluff

synopsis: you and shinichiro had been together for at least two years. both of you suddenly came across a tiktok video wherein the couples decided to go on a beach. shinichiro thinks its kind of fun to try new things just the both of you.

warning: mentioned of insecurities, and jealous shinichiro coming through!

word count: 1.6k

a/n: this is my first ever fanfiction in tumblr. i'm getting a bit tired in wattpad, so i'm here to try something new. i have also seen a lot of good fanfiction here, i think i'm gonna love it here~

also, i'm open for request. so don't be scared to tell me and i'll do my best to give you what you need.

again, this is luvvixu and enjoy reading.

song - feels by calvin harris (feat. pharrel williams, katy pery, big sean, funk wav)

"hi, y/n! are you ready now? i'm outside your house." shinichiro smiled widely to himself as he leaned on his motorcycle. he was actually calling you, that's why he's all so smiley.

today was actually the day where he would take you on a day out at the beach, just the two of you. you would not believe that he's been preparing this since last month.

he wants this date to be perfect and memorable. so, he pulled out his most attractive summer button up shirt with flower patterns, along with a bit of loose shorts. he also wears a round hat on his slick back hair and a pair of black sunglasses.

shinichiro looks so handsome.

meanwhile, you are so close to messing up your whole room because you are in a state of franticness. "wait what?! but i'm not done with my makeup, yet!" you panicked, but he only let out a laugh.

"darling, look outside your window." and so you did. you saw him smiling at you as he looked up. blushing, you ended the call and leaned on the railing.

"how long have you been there?" you asked, trying not to squeal and faint because he looked so handsome down there…

oh wait—that came out wrong.

"like fifteen minutes? i don't know. i'm busy calming myself to the point that i lost track of time." shinichiro flushed, he was becoming kind of shy.

"why don't you come here? i might take some time hahaha…" you scratched your head. well, you are not going if you don't make yourself representable to him.

shinichiro did not wait any longer as he enter your house and went straight to your room. he saw you there sitting in front of the mirror as you did your makeup.

"hi. i'm sorry if i make you wait." you smile sheepishly. shinichiro just brushed it off as he sat on your bed, observing you through the mirror as you curled your lashes.

"nah, it's alright. that's what boyfriends do. and besides, you're worth the wait." shinichiro smiled softly. he was enjoying watching you do your makeup—no, he loves everything you do.

"i just noticed, you actually wore the shirt i brought one time! i thought you don't like the design?" you teased him as you reminisced the moment he accompanied you to the mall. you made him try different clothes, which he didn't complain at first.

but then you came across a summer polo, and you found it really cute and cool on him. so you made him try. shinichiro was trying not to disagree with your decision because you looked so happy when you showed it to him.

however, you noticed it. but in the end, you still bought it for him and never expected him to actually wear it.

shinichiro scoffs as he makes his way towards you to give you a big back hug. "you bought it for me, of course i would wear it. i love everything you gave to me."

you smile at him through the mirror. you gave shinichiro a soft peck on his lips, thanking him for his kind words. with that, you bring your attention back to your makeup.

"you know, sweetheart, you already look beautiful when you wear makeup. but if that's what makes you happy, i'll always support you. hell, we could even do each other's eyeliner!"

your eyes lit up at his idea. "we should definitely do!" you try not to smile too widely as you were applying your lipstick.

shinichiro was still watching you intensely through the mirror. he loved the way you parted your lips. he loved the way you ran your tongue on your lips and then bite it. he loved the way you smacked your lips as your eyes were half lidded, a sign that you are focusing.

god, he loves everything about you.

you suddenly turn your face to him, leaving only an inch between your lips as you did not realize that his face was so close to the point that you were about to kiss.

"hey y/n, your lipstick had smudged." shinichiro whispered huskily out of the sudden.

"wha—hmph!" he suddenly put his hand on your cheek and pull you into a deep and passionate kiss.

at first, you were taken back, but then eventually melt and kiss him back. shinichiro smiled through the kiss as he deepen it even more. his hands goes under your shirt and crawled to get a grip on your curves then your spine.

you suck a breath at his warm hands enticing you the way you like it. "s–shin..." you let out a soft moan, making shinichiro more determined to kiss you.

shinichiro temporarily broke the kiss to stare at your flushed face and smudge lipstick. "god, look at you. such a pretty mess." he couldn't contain the butterfly on his stomach. you could see in his eye on how shiny you are, it reflects even if darkness was occured.

you push his chest lightly as both of you pant after kissing like two wild beast. shinichiro was about to dive in once more when you put a hand on his mouth.

"shin, later. you're ruining my lipstick." you said, a bit playfully. you know shinichiro hates it when you teases him by being a cockblocker.

shinichiro roll his eyes. "who cares? i can make your lips red even without those." he grumbles, making you blushed heavily.

your boyfriend smirked victoriously at you adorable reaction. he move closer just to squish your red cheeks with his big yet slim and veiny hands.

"ahh, is someone blushing? hmm, i wonder who that is~" butterflies starts to act like they are in a sanctuary when shinichiro use his baby talk voice at you.

"hush! enough with that!" bashfully, you finally unleashed yourself on his manly grip.

shinichiro was left laughing while you tried so hard to ignore him as you fixes your makeup after that steamy make out session.

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"shin, come here! let me put you some sunscreen!" you motioned him to come closer to you as you were seated under a big umbrella.

shinichiro rose up from the water, with his white shirt sticking on his stomach. you unconsciously raise your eyebrow as your eyes trailed on his visible abs.

"you should come with me to the water, it's cold there!" shinichiro excited ran to you.

you guided him to sit in front of you as he lifted up his wet shirt. "i'll join you later. the sun was still too hot for me." you pour a sunscreen on your hand and gently apply it to his skin are.

he turn his head to you and flashes a smile. "oh, come on. once you're in the water, you can't feel the heat anymore."

you think for a moment. "alright, just let me change my clothes." you patted his back, telling that you're already done applying sunscreen into him. you headed to your bag to put all of the valuable items inside.

while you're busy, shinichiro took the time to examines you from top to the bottom. you're wearing black crop top with thin cardigan and a pair of short jeans. overall, you absolutely looked so beautiful.

"i thought that is your swimwear." shinichiro pointed at your clothes.

you merely shooked your head, still busy. but now you're looking for your swimwear. "nope. i got separate clothes for swimming. these are only my beach outfit—ooh, found it!" you cheered as you found your swimwear.

"i'll be back, babe. don't miss me too much." you give him a quick peck on his cheek and smile smugly before running away to the nearest bathroom.

it took shinichiro a few seconds to recover from your mischievousness. "that girl—hayst! she should've kiss me on my lips!"

meanwhile, you are changing into your swimwear while humming your currently favorite song you just discovered.

today is the day where you're going to wear your latest swimsuit. it was a black one piece swimsuit that hugged your curves. you pause and stood in front of the mirror. your eyes landed on your body with insecurity on your eyes.

"huh? am i gaining weight again?" you mumbled as you wrapped your arms around your stomach. you stood there for like a few minutes as you were scared to go out.

what if someone laughed at me? i don't want to embarrass myself.

you were about to change your clothes back when a picture of shinichiro smiling at you flashes in your mind. unconsciously, your arms that has been wrapped on your stomach slowly drops.

that's right, you remember. shinichiro has been really happy about the two of you going out and spend time together at the beach. you wouldn't want to ruin that happiness of him just because of your insecurities.

and besides, shin would always tell you how much beautiful you are. you know that he would do anything, anything, just to give the world you deserve.

so, with a shaky breathe, you swallowed your pride and let your body be who they were. "okay y/n, you got this. if you don't want to do it for yourself, then do it for shin." you patter your cheeks slightly to bring out your remaining confidence.

before you get out, you made sure to wear your thin cardigan again. once last peak at yourself and you're ready to go.

...

shinichiro was still at his spot for like fifteen minutes. he was waiting for you, but he was slowly loosing his patience because he was worried for you.

through his vision, he tried to look over you but failed miserably. you're easy to spot but not with this crowd. shinichiro puts a hand into his temple to soothe the throbbing headache.

"i can't wait any longer!" shinichiro suddenly lashes out as he grab your bag and started to find you.

and there he saw you, talking with some guy he doesn't know. shinichiro slowed his movements as he was inspecting you. based on your body move, your hands are secretly fidgeting in front if you and you tried to play with the hem of your cardigan.

it's a sign that you don't feel comfortable.

so, being a worried boyfriend he is, he ran over you and put his arms around your waist.

"s–shin! you're here." you get startled by his sudden appearance.

"oh, is this...?" the man suddenly becomes hesitant.

shinichiro raised his eyebrow as he tighten the grip on your waist and pulls you more closer to him. "her boyfriend? yes, i am."

"a–ah...is that so. i guess i'll just see you around, y/n." with that, the man left without any second glances back.

shinichiro pulled you towards the place where there's less people as he wanted to have a privacy with you.

your boyfriend drew a sigh and chew his inner cheeks, a habit of his whenever he feels annoyed. "so this is why you took some time changing..." he started. and no, he was not angry at you, it's not your fault.

it's just, he doesn't like it when someone hit on you, not on his watch.

you turn your direction to him and cup his cheeks to loosen the tension on his face. "are you perhaps...jealous?"

shinichiro scoffed. "i am. now, who is he?"

you were taken aback by his bold and direct confirmation that he's jealous. "don't worry, he's just some guy who confesses to me before. i don't hold any interest on him other than you."

your words made his eyes go soft as he engulf you into a hug, burying his face on the crook of your bare neck.

"s–shin—?!"

"shh. let me have this. i was really worried for you earlier. i thought you got lost of something." he mumbles on you neck.

you let out a small sigh then crack up a smile. "i'm sorry. actually, the real reason why i took some time was because i feel insecure on my body." you said as you started playing in his hair.

shinichiro lifted his head to look into your eyes, directly. "why? your body is beautiful. there's is nothing wrong with it and i love every inch of your body." he said, looking straightly into your eyes.

"but—"

"ah, ah, ah. there's no any counterattacks for that information. so don't try to argue with me, my adorable red cheeks." he lovingly hugs you like you were a soft teddy bear.

your mood is starting to feel better, you cupped his cheeks. "thank you, shin. you always made me feel so wanted. i've never been treated this right." you gave him a peck on his lips. shinichiro purse his lips, asking for more.

you giggled to yourself and give him many kisses he wants. just when he's about to deepen it, you suddenly pull away leaving him disappointed.

"why? you don't like my kisses anymore?"

"shut up, i love it dearly. just not here, shin. we're in public, and i don't want to wake up with us being viral on internet just because we make out." you playfully roll your eyes, but you're not lying tho. you are scared that you might get caught.

"but i really want to continue our lips collision." your boyfriend pouts. he was about to take you into another kiss again when you move your face away from him, laughing.

"don't laugh! give me your kisses or i'm not going to buy you some crepe cakes!" he whines.

you smirked. "i can buy crepe cakes on my own."

"i'm not gonna drive you to the mall!"

"i know how to commute." you said for the last time, still laughing as his face slowly shows some dismay. that's when you started to get serious.

you finally let go of your playful expression. "okay, i'm sorry. look shin, i really want to fulfill your wants but not here. i thought we're going to have fun in the water?"

"oh? so you wanna do it on the water?" suddenly, it was his turn to become playful, raising his eyebrow.

your face turns sour immediately. "ew gross. i might form a rock of salt down there if we do it. so hard pass, don't wanna get that."

shinichiro just laughed loudly while you sighed to yourself. he's being a jerk, isn't he?

you glared at him as he was still laughing down to the ground. for sure there's tears lingering on his eyes.

a bulb of idea suddenly popped into your head.

"hey shin." you called his attention.

"what?" shinichiro watches you keenly as you slowly pushes him towards the wall, seductively circles his chest.

"i feel like suffocating on this swimsuit. so i was thinking..." you trailed off.

you grabbed his hand to put it on your flushed cheeks. "would you do the honor to let me breathe?"

shinichiro's breathing becomes shaky, probably due to enticement you're giving. he could feel himself loosing as he dives into your luring eyes even more.

he gulped. "o–of course, darling. what do you want me to d–do?"

a ghostly smile appears on your lips. your eyes tell him about the things you want to do together.

"can we go and buy some ice cream? i think i'm suffocating because of the heat and dehydration—probably cravings too."

shinichiro looked at you in disbelief. he was thinking of something else. that's why gou knew he was very disappointed.

you just let out a laugh as you close him mouth before a fly go straight into his wide open mouth. "i'm so sorry, shin. really, i promised that later, i would let you do whatever you want to me."

with that, you started to run away towards the near ice cream stall.

"y/n! i swear to god! you've been teasing me many times today!" shinichiro chased you as you scream in joy, running even more faster.

"i love you, shin!"

"don't you dare to change the topic—damn it! i love you too!"

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[bizzarreewriter]

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.⊹˚˖ ︶꒷꒦HANDS RESTING OVER SHINICHIRO'S CLOTHED CHEST....

Irises gazing into the taller male's the hint of surprise by his unexpected bold words and move melted as lust glazed over your irises-- although this was your plan to end the night, to have him wrapped around your finger... You didn't anticipate he would suddenly twist his doubts.

But you didn't bother second-guessing his needs.

Pulling his shirt over his head; your interlocked lips parting merely for a moment lazily tossing his shirt over the other side of the bed inside your bedroom you had lured the needy male into.

Shinichiro's chest heaving at a steady pace, his heart racing with anticipation at the heated moment at hand-- feeling warmth washing over his facial almost placing him in a drunk lovestruck daze, his black irises watching your hands move from his lower abdomen to his chest.

Kneading your fingers gently into his surprisingly fitted chest; a low hum vibrated from your throat as you mentally made note of his shirtless torso in your mind.

"Your heart is racing... Don't tell me the lover boy is nervous~"

Teasing with a smirk; your words only feeding into his anxiety-- parting his lips, his black irises bore down at your shirtless figure; his like inches from yours as he loomed over your laying figure underneath him.

"I'm not nervous... Just excited--"

"Are you a virgin?"

Your question halted the male's movements; even his breathing threatened to stop-- his hands rested on your thighs; averting his irises to bore into yours.

Bringing himself from his slight shock, running his tongue across his lips with a gentle laugh; he shakes his head. "I had sex before-.."

"It's not bad if you are, I just wanna know."

Pressing his lips together in hesitation, a low exhale moved past his nostrils. "Yeah-.. B..But not because I get rejected or anything! I just chose not to." hastily stating the last part of his sentence; a smirk you were unable to hold back formed across your lips.

"It's fine...better even."

Blinking in shock at your words, expecting you to laugh or at least call off the night just for him being well...him.

"Really?..."

Trailing off as you wrapped a leg around his waist; your arms around his neck, gently you brought him to the bed only to switch positions with the lovestruck male.

Shinichiro's eyes were unable to move from yours, your lustful stare captivating the male as if you were a succubus coming to take him.

But he saw you as so much more.

Was it too early to even see you in such a way?

Was it because after many rejections and finally being welcomed made him see you in a way he never saw anyone else...

Racing heartbeat thumping in his eardrums as he watches your palms drag down his chest slowly to his abdomen, your touch trailing pleasurable electricity through his body.

Propping himself on his elbows, long ebony locks swaying to his skull movement; his irises watching as your hands moved to the hem of his jeans-- his heart jolting at the feeling of his pants being toyed.

"It's better since the 'Loverboy' haven't even gotten the taste in how sweet it could be to have sex..."

Unbuttoning his pants, letting your feet touch the floor as you pulled down his pants letting them flood to his ankles until the male kicked them off.

(E/c) irises falling on the sized bulge in his boxers-- dragging the tip of your pointer nail from his lower abdomen to the bulge; grasping it gently.

A sharp inhale collapsed into Shinichiro's lips, rubbing the tips of your fingers against his bulge.. You moved your fingers to grasp the hems of his boxers; intentionally dragging them down slowly as you snapped your gaze to the flushed face of Shinichiro.

"Tonight you will lose your virginity, Loverboy."

Shinichiro Sano, a man that was the leader of a well-known gang, one that was well respected by most yet...was also rejected twenty times.

Yet here he was, the first night of hanging out with a woman who seemed too perfect for him..

Now he was losing his virginity.

"Oh...shit..."

His vocals were interrupted by a low train escaping his lips, fingers deeply kneading into your bed sheets in a desperate attempt to grip something as the foreign sensation of his hardened cock slipped through your swollen lips washed over him.

Shoulders shaking slightly; his eyebrows knitted in a hint of confusion of how you were able to make him feel such a pleasant feeling- the unrecognizable warmth engulfing his cock.

His pink swollen tip brushed the back of your throat, lips left agape; his irises trained on your curved lips.

Chest rising and falling steadily, nearly lost in a drunken trance as the male was unable of what to do the only emotion that kept crashing over him was guilty pleasure.

Shinichiro's lips fell agape his adorable features twisting gently in pure ecstasy; his fingers shakily combed through his messy locks-- "Fuck..."

Lulling his skull back in pleasure; a sharp inhale sucking past his lips- his elbows giving out on him resulting in the male to lay on his back.

Sucking his swollen tip needily; Shinichiro's hips began to roll to match the ministrations of your lips, no doubt the male was using every bit of his strength to restrain himself.

Moving your lips from the crown of his cock; pumping your hand against his hardened length-- squeezing it slightly as you dragged your hand to the crown of his cock, watching the precum dripping from his slit to your hand.

"You don't have to hold back...I want you to do everything you always wanted to do."

Speaking with a hint of lustful husk following; your irises fixated on the fragile-minded Shinichiro, brushing your swollen lips barely across the crown of his cock. "Moan...Grip... Fuck me senseless but know by tonight..."

Trailing off as a low chuckle brush past your lips, getting up to straddle the male once kicking off your laced thong-- straddling his hips.

Shinichiro stared up at you with half-lidded eyelids; your (e/c) irises gazed down into his-- palms resting on his fitted chest; leaning forward; raising your hips to your movements as you barely let his swollen tip prod your soaked cunt.

Rolling your hips slowly, purposely letting the tip of his cock slip barely past your folds only to slip it back out then continued with the same movement making Shinichiro's back arched.

"You will be mine after tonight."

"Wait-... Should-." Swallowing thickly his thoughts trailing off; feeling his cock teasing at

your slit, "Shouldn't I wear a condom?"

Shaking your head your locks swaying at the movement, you held his tip inside your warmth while boring into his irises. "There's a thing called birth control... So we can go all out and not look back...however, I'm sure you will."

Capturing his lips into a heated kiss-- Shinichiro who had seemed to surprisingly catch on with ease, moved his tongue against yours.

Lips interlocked with one another, a hand grasping your hip firmly-- lowering your pelvis to his fully sheathing his aching cock into your soaked pussy.

Both released a muffled moan of the sexual tension finally being slightly eased, you couldn't help to melt into the kiss feeling you relax, Shinichiro beginning to roll his hips each stroke his cock made against your walls brought a pleasurable relief to you.

Bouncing your hips to his gentle yet needy strokes, breasts pressed against his chest- Mind finally unraveling to your unforgettable heat that engulf his cock-- Shinichiro began to thrust his hips, his cock moving your insides with each stroke he did after being unable to hold himself, snapping his hips up earning a sudden mewl from your lips.

The gang leader felt as if he is experiencing true pleasure the feeling of his cock being perfectly squeezed, each thrust he made it seemed as if your insides were proudly welcoming him.

Kiss parting slowly a trailer for of salvia connecting your swollen lips as his thrusts evolved into wild hooks-- the phenomenon of his cock stroking your soaked walls drove the male's determination.

Pulling yourself up as you dug your knees into his hips-- inhaling a low moan keeping on palm on his chest as your other dragged from your neck to your hair.

Bouncing your hips at a needy pace only having the crown of his cock to drive into the same spot over and over, you tilted your head back releasing a moan.

"Shinichiro~... Cock...feels so...hah~"

"This feels too good-.. Just watching how good you are taking in my cock drives me crazy.." Exhaling a low moan his head tilted forward, eyes trained on his cock violating your folds-- your words of praise only feeding into his desires for you.

'I don't want to stop... She feels too amazing-'

Pulling himself to sit up-- both arms grasping around your hips the sudden motion burying his cock deeper into your insides resulting in you wrapping your arms around his neck to keep your hips bouncing.

Shinichiro buried his face into the crook of your neck the man panted heavily as his arms that we're wrapped around your waist tightened, your arms loosened around Shinchiro's neck.

Eyes closed you could feel your walls tightening around Shinichiro's cock as his thrusts became sloppy, moaning out his name breathlessly as your body becomes undone around him.

Shivers shoot across your arms and legs, stomach sinking in as your eyes fluttered shut with your lips left agape as your long-awaited release unravels-- Shinichiro moaned out your name in a huskily gasped as his hips halt their movement.

Insides being milked by his cum his cock twitching with each squirt that escaped his swollen tip.

The Male bathing in your warmth, the way your walls tightened around his cock perfectly was enough to make him shudder in pleasure; the a wave of pure elation crashed over him.

Shinichiro's hips bucking as spurts of his cum coated your insides, his agape lips pressed against the crook of your neck- drool coating your nape where he had buried his lips against.

"Shinichiro.." Breathlessly moaning out as you wrapped legs around his waist only trapping his cock further inside you; Body shivering as stroke after stroke genuine Ecstasy shoot through your core continues, feeling his cum filling your swollen cunt.

Words unable to form as your mind goes completely blank, vision hazed as the knot in your stomach finally released letting out a mewl as you came down from your high; panting heavily Shinichiro slowed down his thrusting letting you sit fluids dripped slightly past your cunt.

Shinichiro slowed down his thrusting letting you sit on his lap as the mixed fluids dripped slightly past your folds.

Head falling limp along with his shoulders, his face resting against the crook of your neck the man desperately gathering his breath back into his lungs.

Finally relaxing from your high, you inhale gently then released a laugh "You're not bad for it being your first time."

A muffled chuckle falls from Shinichiro's lips his arms still locked around your waist, the male nuzzling his nose into the nape of your neck; taking you slightly off guard by the small nice gesture.

"Wanna make it round two?"

[animehouse-moe]

Well, Tumblr decided to bug out on me and I've now lost the original question that was asked, but someone had asked for my favorite series (be it manga/anime/movies/Tv/etc), and this was my response.

(first of all, so sorry for losing the question! I should have taken a screenshot or something when Tumblr wouldn't let me post)

It's all good, I enjoy getting these types of questions because they make me think about this stuff haha. I'm not one to really do well with the idea of favorites, so having to pin down stuff like this can be interesting for me!

That said, for this one I might just stick with anime for the list to make it a little easier. I can definitely do a top ten of manga or other stuff later on though. Also, this list will be in no particular order because I'd be stuck forever trying to figure out a satisfying order for them.

Sonny Boy

I think it's a very fair point to argue, that at this stage in his career, Sonny Boy is Shingo Natsume's magnum opus. There's just not much else to it. It's a series that he created, from his own mind and talent, and he executed on that. There are very, very few people that work in anime that can manage a feat such as that. In terms of story, I don't have any issue with claiming Sonny Boy is the pinnacle of high school storytelling. It stretches the fabric of reality so far that you might struggle to claim that it's about high school, but the longer that you spend with it, the more undeniable a fact it becomes. Or maybe you could generalize it to the human condition, or how the cracks in society will fester and form no matter the condition, or how authority will always appear in a self-serving manner, or this or that or any concept under the sun.

Terror In Resonance

Call me crazy, but there's quite a few reasons why this is the Shinichiro Watanabe anime for me. Bebop and Champloo have rose colored glasses that adorn every fan in the community, so I feel like it's hard to really take a proper look at it compared to Terror In Resonance (even though it has a similar amount of users on MAL). As a Mappa project, it is simply the best they've ever been from start to finish. As a concept, Watanabe's approach is impeccable as it examines the frustration and sorrow of displaced children in a society that never wanted them. It's powerful, concise, and from start to finish an incredibly focused series filled with some of the crowning achievements of animators in the industry. Seriously. Takashi Hashimoto, the animator for this cut, actually did all the math to calculate the speed of the smoke as it fell and moved. Some of the best work you'll see on an anime.

Vivy: Fluorite Eye's Song

I am a big, big fan of Tappei Nagatsuki's work, so being able to experience an anime that is entirely his vision of the work is really impressive. It's one of the biggest struggles with artists, I find. Understanding their work through different mediums. What you see as an anime is not what they created as a manga, or light novel. But this is different, it is Nagatsuki's (and Umehara's) sole vision, the entire intent behind their creativity. And WIT knocked it out of the park to an insane degree. As a post-AoT studio, they showed just how far they can push their creativity and execution on a series beyond human. Incredible story, incredible animation, arguably some of the best hand to hand combat we've seen in an anime in a very long time. It's just that good.

Cyberpunk: Edgerunners

Maybe you see a trend going on with my picks, and while yes it's partly recency bias, it's also a gravitation towards anime originals. I'll add a piece to that at the end, but this is about Edgerunners right now. I was in high school when the video game was first announced. That's a decade ago, now. I played the shit out of 2077 when it dropped, and I'm absolutely eating up Phantom Liberty currently. It is then, absolutely no surprise, that I've placed Edgerunners on a pedestal. But of course, there's also a reason that Edgerunners is in the top 100 anime on MAL, and why it's Trigger's highest rated anime. It's just that damn good. An incredible story revolving around Night City and the themes that Mike Pondsmith laid the groundwork for decades ago. A true tribute to the tabletop game and the genre at large.

The Tatami Galaxy

I don't think there's a way I couldn't put The Tatami Galaxy on this list, truthfully. Of course, that also encompasses the sequel ONA The Time Machine Blues, and spinoffs like The Night Is Short, Walk on Girl. Tomohiko Morimi is a genius, Yusuke Nakamura is an icon, and Masaaki Yuasa is a savant. Incredible work for such an incredible story and message about the pursuit of perfection and the beauty that lies in the present. Arguably, much like titles such as Sonny Boy, these are 100% must watch titles for an anime fan. I'd highly recommend the others still, but these two represent such core and important aspects to how people choose to lead their lives and the frameworks that they do so within, that I strongly believe it's a requirement. I also wrote a review on the novel when I read it in January of this year.

Heike Monogatari

I think history is a very important thing to understand. I also think that history can be presented as obtuse, disinteresting, or too literal - especially in relation to history stories or myths. Heike Monogatari by Science Saru is arguably one of the greatest examples of how to display a modernized version of such a foundational tale to the history of Japan. It's also an incredibly powerful moment for the director, Naoko Yamada, as it was their first real work since the arson attacks on her home studio of Kyoto Animation. Because of the weight of her past, her work beyond words on this anime feels that much more powerful considering its messages about the past and fear of the future. It's wonderfully emotional, and contains one of my favorite closing scenes to a series.

The Saga of Tanya The Evil

Light novel aside, anime quality aside (though both are great), there's a separate reason this title is featured on this list: the adaptation. It is, for lack of a better term, borderline insane as an adaptation. It bears almost no similarity to its source. The tone is different, the scope and scale differ, there's significant changes in terms of narrative, and even the order of large scale events differs. But still, somehow, it remains a fantastic series. Bearing nearly zero resemblance to what it claims to adapt, it is something that I love. It's an incredible feat, and the gold standard of its one-of-a-kind approach to adapting a light novel.

Mononoke

Horror is a very hard thing to do right, at least in my opinion. Many get suckered into thriller territory very quickly, and avoid the psychological nature of horror. The immovable nature of something fearful standing in front of you, the slow descent into madness and despair. Mononoke grasps that incredibly well, and earns a spot on this list because of it's appeal in that manner. Also, the art is just incredible, personifying the more classical style that would be associated with the creatures and myths that pepper the story. I'm incredibly excited to see what comes from the upcoming movie.

Welcome To The N.H.K

While it may differ between its three formats, the core of the story stands strong. Impossible to put into words, it's more of a descent than anything. A descent that turns inwards on each of the characters as they slowly lose their grip on reality, as they continue to fall apart, piece by piece. I have my qualms about how they choose to end it, but I am a very bitter man at my core so it's more a personal difference than a quality one. Regardless, if you want an acid trip down the rabbit hole of depression, mania, bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, and all manner of other illness, there's no better story than Welcome To The N.H.K.

Toradora!

There's something special about Toradora to me. Is it the era that the anime comes from? Is it the appeal to a classic style of romance without falling prey to the issues of the layout? I'm unsure. But something about it feels so… comfortable, to me. I could watch it again and again and enjoy each minute. It's probably not the best romance anime out there, but it's one that I'll always be drawn to.

And with that, the list is over. Just to provide some extra context and honorable mentions, I'd love to have put series like Alien 9 or Monogatari on the list, but the challenge with them is the fact that the first is a shorter OVA, and the latter is a much larger series encompasses nearly too much to explain in this sort of context. There's really quite a few series like that that I struggled with when forming this list, but they're still really great titles nonetheless.

Anyways, the anime original point. While it's sort of an unconscious thing, I do realize what I do with it. Anime originals present something that you can't experience elsewhere. They are the end all be all of their creative vision, and that excites me more than a manga adaptation. Following someone else's blueprint vs creating your own, obviously one is more interesting than the other. And that sentiment extends to some of the other titles on the list like Heike Monogatari which approaches a classic story with a radical new viewpoint, or Tanya The Evil which basically forgoes the vast majority of its source material. It's really something I struggle with at large with adaptations. So many people want to leave their marks on the work, but quit just short of doing so in a meaningful manner. Very few go the mile to say that they did something in regards to the work, and instead meddle with it in minor ways which can negatively impact its reception as the original material. A great example of valuable changes is Heavenly Delusion. The team under Hirotaka completely re-arrange the order of events in the anime, and in doing so elevate the series in a way that only they can. Anyways, I digress, a discussion that I should leave for another time. This is my list, it may not be the best list out there, but it is mine.

[zaenaris]

What would you like for your birthday?

🎂it’s Inupi’s birthday!🎂

🎁Kokonui/Inukoko 🎈Words: 2350 🎉 feat. Akane (alive, for once) as special guest and nr. 1 inuneko supporter🫶

Just something short set in the final timeline for Inupi's birthday.

“And enlighten me, Inupi, why should I waste all that money on your birthday gift?” “Because-” Seishu stopped himself just in time. Probably saying because you love me would have been a little too much, considering that, while they have been dancing around the topic for a while, and they even almost kissed once, before being inadvertently interrupted some of their Toman’s subordinates, they never really talked about their feelings for each other. “Because I’m your best friend and you care about me”

Read more under the cut or on AO3

After Toman’s disbanding, days passed by quietly for the two of them.

Seishu knew that day would have come, just like it happened with Shinichiro’s Black Dragon. He was just happy he lived those days and they would have been forever in his heart. So he accepted it, but it also meant that they were all growing up, and sooner or later, they’d have to choose their path.

It was inevitable, that’s why, even without the gang, he just wanted to enjoy those days. He was excited for the future but he also knew he and Koko wanted to do different things. Koko wanted to go to university while Seishu wanted to become a mechanic and he already convinced Shin to make him work for him a couple of days a week starting from the next year. So in the end, he cared even less about school and studying. The only reason why he kept showing up at school (besides his nagging parents) was that he just wanted to be with Koko as much as possible. He never admitted it out loud, but he knew that was the reason. Which was the same reason why Koko decided to join a bike gang all those years ago when he never showed any interest in bosozoku nor motorcycles. They just wanted to be together, and while it was clear to anyone, neither of them ever dared to speak clearly to the other.

So that’s how they ended up wandering for the city, on a lazy Saturday, a few days before Seishu’s birthday.

“So Inupi, is there anything you want for your birthday?”

“The red pair of Louboutin we saw earlier”

“Something that doesn't cost an arm and a leg?”

“The black and gold Versace outfit”.

“You think you’re funny, right?”

“Very much”.

“Well, unfortunately I’m still not rich enough to afford any of that, and we’re not in a gang anymore, so I guess stealing your gift is out of question; sorry Inupi, I guess you’ll have to settle for my birthday wishes” Koko stuck out his tongue, grinning at his friend.

“That’s okay, one day when you’ll be rich with your big company, you’ll buy me all those things, I can wait”. Seishu smiled back, jokingly.

“And enlighten me, Inupi, why should I waste all that money on your birthday gift?”

“Because-” Seishu stopped himself just in time. Probably saying because you love me would have been a little bit too much, considering that, while they have been dancing around the topic for a while, and they even almost kissed once, before being inadvertently interrupted some of their Toman’s subordinates, they never really talked about their feelings for each other.

“Because I’m your best friend and you care about me”

“You really have high hopes, right?” Koko smirked. “No but seriously, is there anything you’d like?”

Seishu just shrugged.

“Koko, you know I don’t care about that stuff. I guess Mom, Dad and Akane are thinking about something, just join them and that’s it”.

“Whatever, I’ll think about it”.

The weather was still nice, and the city was tinged with the warm fall colors, but it was starting to get chilly in the late afternoon especially after the sunset. They walked side by side to reach the subway to come back home. Hajime sometimes couldn’t help but stare at Inupi, who apparently was a human radiator and was perfectly fine going around without any jacket nor scarf, while he wished he had something warmer on. Hajime noticed Seishu was letting his hair grow since their delinquent days were over. He remembered how pretty he was, with his hair longer. Inupi was always pretty of course, it was just he would have been even more ethereal… he needed to stop thinking about that.

“Anyway, it’s kinda weird now without Toman, right Inupi?”

“Yeah, we almost have too much time…” a small nostalgic smile appeared on his friend’s face. “But it was nice, while it lasted; I’m happy one day when we’ll be adults we’ll think about those days fondly. It’s just annoying that we never decided who had to be vice-captain between the two of us. I think Mikey, or at least Taiju should have had decided in the end.”

“You’re lucky, because it should have been me, obviously,” Koko teased.

“And why? You never cared about joining a gang, you just followed me. You don’t even have a bike”.

“Because I’m smart, and obviously the more qualified”.

“Being an honor student is not a requirement to be in a gang, and I’m a better leader than you, subordinates need to see the passion in their leader’s eyes!”

“I am passionate! And I can also fight”.

“You’re half blind”.

“You never beat me”.

“We never had a real fight!”

“Well, I could take you”. Hajime realized, one second later, that his last line could have been easily misunderstood. He felt himself flushing when they both turned around, hearing a crystalline laughter.

“It’s always good to see you guys getting along”. Akane just joined them, greeting them with her usual warm smile; she was probably coming back home too.

“Yo”.

“Good evening Akane-san”.

“Is it me or is it starting to get cold?” She started walking arm in arm with her little brother, to fight the crisp evening air. Hajime would have wanted to imitate her, Inupi’s left arm was just there, almost an invitation.

Seishu shrugged. “Don’t know, I’m okay”. He tried to get closer to Koko, making him understand that it was okay to grab his arm, but now that his annoying big sister joined them, Koko would have never dared. Seishu would have definitely preferred walking arm in arm with Koko, especially since there was no one around except them.

“What were you talking about?” she asked curiously.

“About how unfair it is that neither of us was declared vice captain of our Toman’s division before its disbanding,” Koko summarized.

“Wait, Toman disbanded?? Seishu, you didn’t tell me!”, Akane exclaimed.

“Do I have to tell you everything?” he sighted, annoyed.

“Of course not, but I’m your sister, and the gang was so important to you! You don’t talk to me anymore” she pretended to wipe a tear. “He was so cute when he was younger and used to tell me everything, right, Hajime-kun?”

Hajime found himself being stared at by two pairs of identical green eyes, waiting for his answer.

Devils.

Devils with angel faces, that’s what the Inui siblings were.

At that point of his life, Hajime had the intellectual honesty to admit that his childhood friends really won the genetic lottery, it was a fact; when he was younger and used to have an honestly embarrassing crush on Akane that lasted for a few months, he fooled himself believing that Akane looked like Seishu, but she was pretty, when it was obvious he was trying to avoid the implications of his own reasoning. Now he was self aware enough to know that, while they both were objectively stunning, the one he had a crush on, since he was thirteen, was Inupi. But he knew better, answering Akane's trick question would be foolish, she just loved to affectionately tease them endlessly. He just hoped Inupi wasn't in the mood to join her in that little game.

“Everything I say can and will be used against me, I’m not answering without my lawyer” Koko declared, knowing when it was the right moment to give up the fight. Akane just laughed, while Inupi, with a deadpan expression simply commented “Boring”.

Koko sneaked a glance to Seishu.

He was cute, of course, and he wanted to be able to say it to him.

He though about that day, still very vivid in his mind, when they almost kiss; that would have made things easier, because now they were in a limbo, incapable of talking, but knowing they had to clarify what they were. And Koko was afraid because he knew it wouldn’t have been easy openly saying it to anyone, starting from their friends, then at school, and in the future, in university and at job, let alone his family, that he had a boyfriend; he suffered because of that, realizing he liked a boy and not only some random boy, his best friend; but if it was for Seishu, he wanted to try his best, even if there were moments were he felt wrong to be like that. He had the impression Akane already knew what was going on and she seemed supporting. Maybe it was just his impression, but he hoped that at least Akane would have been on their side.

They finally reached the subway, looking for a not too crowded wagon. Their stop was one of the last ones, so at some point they found a seat, where they could finally relax. Hajime and Seishu roamed around the city the whole day, spending some quality time together, and while it was fun, they definitely needed to rest. Akane too apparently, since she fell asleep a few moments after taking a seat. Seishu followed her example. As people got off, Akane, Seishu and Hajime were the only people on the wagon.

Hajime sighted. Sometimes he envied Seishu’s and Akane’s ability to just fall asleep anywhere at any time. But at least, that gave him an excuse to stare at Inupi. He was sleeping peacefully, his head against the window, with his head tilted toward Koko.

“Inupi… It was something unplanned, Koko barely recognized what he was doing. He got closer and closer to Inupi, he could have counted his eyelashes. He could feel his regular and deep breath against his lips. He closed his eyes. He was so close…

“Koko” He stopped immediately, when he realized Inupi's green eyes were staring at him.

Seishu was awake and was staring at his friend with an expression that would have appeared neutral to many people, but Koko could recognize his surprise and… something else? Koko’s heart was beating fast. He didn’t know what to do? Did he make a mistake? Of course he did, what was he thinking?? Maybe Inupi changed his mind?

“Inupi, I’m-” “Do it”.

It took all of Seishu’s resolution to say those two little words. He knew he was flushed and he probably looked pathetic, but he didn’t care. He wanted Koko, he’d known it for years; he was afraid because he knew it wouldn’t have been easy but he didn’t care about anything nor no one else, besides what Koko wanted. And if Koko wanted him just like he did, there was no reason to keep waiting.

"Are you sure?” Koko asked, faltering.

Seishu nodded, his turn to get closer to Koko’s lips.

Their first kiss was shy, their lips moving hesitantly without really knowing what to do, but it was full of the love they were finally able to express. When they separated, they smiled, content.

“At least I was awake”, joked Seishu.

“That’s so embarrassing, I’m so sorry Inupi, I had no idea what I was doing”. Koko was genuinely mortified.

He cupped Seishu’s face, still flushed.

“May I try again?” He wanted to make things right.

Seishu nodded, closing his eyes. Their kiss was possibly even sweeter than the first one, more languid and less scared. They lost in each other’s taste, in each other’s breath. They were in their own world. It was just the two of them, and it was perfect.

***

It wasn’t her intention to eavesdrop, but they were literally sitting next to Akane and clearly they weren’t paying attention to what was going on. She tried to pretend to be asleep, hoping they wouldn't notice her smile. She was happy for them; after all those years, they finally realized their feelings for each other.

***

Akane stretched out her arms when the train approached their stop, pretending to wake up at that precise moment, making some noise and yawning on purpose. Luckily Seishu and Hajime got the hint and when she opened her eyes, they were acting nonchalantly.

When they got off the train, Akane waved them goodbye. She had a sleepover with some friends that were waiting for her.

So Seishu and Hajime walked back home together. It was awkward but exciting at the same time and, tentatively, Seishu tried to reach Hajime’s hand. They intertwined their fingers and walked around their quiet and empty neighborhood hand in hand.

They were approaching Koko’s house, but Seishu didn’t want to leave him, not yet.

“Inupi?”

“Koko?”

“Sorry”

“No, no, tell me!”

Seishu took courage to speak. “Do you want to stay for dinner?” It was a simple request and Koko had dinner together with the Inui family so many times it shouldn’t have been that awkward, but something big had just changed n their relationship. For the better, but it felt so new and different.

“Of course” And then Koko remembered. “My parents aren’t at home, Inupi, so, if later you want to, we can go back at mine, watch a movie, play some video games, you can sleep at my place” he asked, hoping it wasn’t too much.

“I’m glad you asked, I don’t think I’d be able to think of anything else besides you even if we were separated,” confessed Seishu with a smile on his face.

“Same for me, I just hoped I wasn’t imposing”. Koko joined him with a laugh.

“No, you’re not”.

They passed Koko’s house, approaching Seishu’s.

“So… I guess now we’re officially together, right?”

“I sure hope so Inupi, I usually don’t kiss people randomly” Koko smirked, meeting Seishu’s equally smiling face.

“I think this is the best gift I could ask for. The only one I really wanted to be honest”.

Seishu hugged Koko, just happy to be with his best friend, now also boyfriend. Koko hugged him back.

“Good to know I picked the right one in the end. Is it a problem that you got your gift a few days earlier?” Koko asked playfully, sticking his tongue out.

“Not at all.”

They kissed again. That night was only theirs.

[maenjiro]

masterlist . © maenjiro — minors dni

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nsfw alphabet. takeomi, wakasa, ran, draken, mikey three-some talks

takeomi akashi a. blow in blow out

wakasa imaushi 💭 I. first a. cookiE and cream; headcanons

shinichiro sano a. 6:50 am

draken – ryuguji ken a. whitecoming; headcanons 💭 I. first

shuji hanma a. giving head; headcanons

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sukuna a. true form sukuna; oral

satoru gojo a. (sitting on his lap)

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[decomposing-romantic]

RoleSwap AU pt. 1

Nahoya, Mary, and Rindou (feat. Souya)

First, my OC ~

Her name is Yamamoto Mashiho (the younger sister of Takuya, since he’s basically Shinichiro in this au) and she’s nicknamed Mary. This nickname comes from her younger brother who is half foreign, and his name is Jonah. Since their family runs a shrine (as well as a gym/dojo) he felt especially ostracized for this and there would be kids who bullied him for having a foreign name and being half foreign, so Mashiho stepped in and told the kids who were making him to leave him alone as well as scaring them away, then she told him that from then on he could pick a foreign name for her and that’s what she’d go by, so that they matched. He chose Maria and eventually this got shortened to Mary, and the name just stuck from then on.

She plays a very similar role to Mikey in this au, including having dark impulses and continuously ending up living a bad life in the future, no matter what changes are made. Not only that, but she’s also quite charismatic (like Mikey) and it’s this charisma that draws her gang members, Yuzuha, and others to her like a moth to a flame. This tragic life trajectory is also what caused Yuzuha’s motive to shift towards the end of the story.

Now onto Rindou ~

Rindou is the Baji of this au, sort of. Her connection to Mary and the delinquent world started with and comes from her attending the Yamamoto family dojo/gym in her childhood to have some away time from Ran. She became friends with Mary due to them being on the closest strength levels to each other in their age range and often play fighting with each other, as well as the fact they were both the only girls in that class. This leads to Rindou coming over to the dojo even when she doesn’t have classes.

Ran never attends with Rindou as he doesn’t have any real interest in those sorts of things, instead spending his time either sleeping or taking care of his appearance and hair/fashion. As the years went on though, Ran did eventually join them, not liking that his sister spent so much time away from him, and also just wanted to be involved in the group, as well as Rindou give of just, dragging him along. I’m not entirely sure how to explain it but you get what I mean.

Also, because Rindou is genderbent in this au, it adds a level of tension the relationship he has with Ran.

Brief segment for Souya !!

Souya is the Senju of this au and the one who adopts the last name Kawata as a pseudonym/work name. He believes that he caused the huge fight between Mary and Nahoya, and he ends up carrying up the weight of thinking he’s the reason his brother became so messed up. Despite his train of thought, this isn’t true and what Souya did, aka breaking a doll that Takuya had given Mary, was only the tipping point for a pre-existing issue.

And finally onto Nahoya ~

Nahoya is the Sanzu of this au. He knew the Yamamoto siblings through his older brother, Kazushi (this isn’t canon it’s just for the sake of the story. this also makes Nahoya’s real last name to be Yamagishi). Takuya and Kazushi had been best friends since childhood and they never stopped being friends, with Kazushi even being the vice captain of Takuya’s gang at one point.

Becuase of the status of their relationship Nahoya spent a lot of time at the Yamamoto household (as did Souya and Kazushi) where he too became friends with Rindou and Mary. However, because of the close nature of Takuya and Kazushi’s relationship, Mary and the twins were more like siblings than friends, with Mary even calling Kazushi her older brother as well. Despite Souya and Nahoya being twins though, Souya was often “excluded” from hanging out and playing with the other three because he was deemed as weaker. Despite this all four of them were very close and got along quite well.

Although, after one very bad argument while the Yamagishis and Rindou were over (the very same argument that Souya thinks he caused) things got out of hand, and Mary ends up splashing boiling water on Nahoya’s face and slashing at his mouth, after fighting off Rindou to do so. The fight ended up causing something to snap in Mary and Nahoya’s mind, and from that day on Nahoya, Rindou, and Mary were never the same.

Mary was consumed by lurking Dark Impulses, Rindou threw himself into studying martial arts and making sure he was never unable to protect his friends again to the point it started to affect him negatively at school and he was prone to violent outbursts, and Nahoya became manically and unhealthily dependent on/attached to Mary, even when the two were separated he viewed her as a merciful leader who justly punished people for their wrong doings and he devoted himself to aiding her, viewing himself as nothing more than a pawn in her court.