#kakucho tokyo revengers

[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮"

⁀➴ Them reacting to you saying "I hate you" after an argument

⌕ H e a d c a n o n s !

ᶻ 𝗓ᵎ 𝐹𝑡. Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Izana Kurokawa, Shinichiro Sano, Inui Seishu and Kokonoi Hajime

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Ran would be surprised and immediately remain completely silent, he would ignore you and look at you with a look of utter disappointment.

"So that's it? You hate me? Okay, just leave me." He would say in a serious tone, pretending not to be hurt in a certain way and would definitely shrug his shoulders, ignoring you after your spoke.

"Think better before you take out your stupid anger on me, understood?" Ran wouldn't listen to your apologies or any other speech coming from you, he would remain rude to you for a long period of time and would certainly become even more absent.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Momentarily, Rindou just wouldn't take your sentence seriously, despite that, that doesn't mean that hearing those words didn't hurt him in some way.

"You have to control your fucking emotions before you say something you'll regret later." Immediately, Rindou would respond to your speech, looking away and shaking his head in denial, it was undeniable that Rindou was totally disappointed with such an attitude coming from you.

"... Leave me alone." He would ask politely before he lost control with you and worsened the current situation between the two of you.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

Haruchiyo would ignore you talk, or at least try to ignore it, hearing you say that you sincerely hated him broke his heart, but he would never show any feelings about it.

"I'm not going to stand here and listen to you talk shit." Sanzu wouldn't hesitate to leave to avoid even more confusion, he honestly didn't intend to end up losing control with you.

"...You've already hurt me enough." It would be the last thing Haruchiyo would say to you before walking away, even if you apologized or wanted him to stay, Sanzu would ignore you, even if he didn't want to, he would leave you for a while.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

Kakucho always did his best to avoid fights and would never say rude things to you, when he heard you say that you hated him, the taller felt his world collapse at the same moment, despite everything, Kakucho hid how sensitive he was, but, at that moment, all he could do was cry.

"I-I'm sorry for making you hate me, I never wanted that..." As soon as he calmed down a little, he would say completely disappointed in having let things get to this state.

After this fact, Kakucho would remain hurt for a long time, no matter how much he understood you or accepted your apology, he would continue to feel that feeling of not feeling loved and being unable to make someone really love him.

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

Izana would be deeply hurt and disbelieve your words, as soon as he heard you, he would laugh nervously, but as soon as he realized how serious your words were, the smile would give way to a serious expression.

"I hate myself too, do you think I would really be affected by your stupid hatred for me?" Izana would say, screaming, he wouldn't even be able to look at you, he would just remain brooding away inside because he thought that, in a way, he had caused such behavior in you.

"Since you hate me, go ahead! Leave! Leave me like everyone else did!" It would be Izana's final speech, he really wouldn't accept your apology.

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Shinichiro would look at you with a look of disapproval and sadness, he wouldn't even be able to believe what he was hearing.

"... You hate me?" He would say, still in denial, the fight would end instantly, Shinichiro wouldn't even want to hear you anymore, he would really believe those words and that would hurt.

"I would never say something like that to you, never! Do you know the pain of hearing that? You'll never know that." After completing his speech, it would take you a while to see him again, Shinichiro would definitely leave you there, alone, because he was hurt and also to get away from all those fights.

𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮

He would be completely disbelieved in your statement even though he knew that the fight was becoming unbearable, he really didn't expect that from you.

"Y-you hate me?" He would question, with teary eyes and a trembling and low voice, as soon as you finished speaking, Inupi would immediately look away and try to hide how much it affected him.

"I'm sorry for making you hate me, it won't happen again." Before you could say anything or apologize, Inui would say, walking away and going to be alone for a while, at that moment, he would believe your words, making him feel guilty for not being able to avoid all that fight.

After a while of trying to convince himself that you just said that in a moment of anger, Inui would try to forget the whole mess.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

Kokonoi would be silent as soon as you made your speech, hearing you say that you hate him would really hurt him, despite that, Koko wouldn't show how sad and disappointed he would feel, on the contrary, he would act as if nothing had happened.

"You hate me? Okay, I'll remember that." He would say in the calmest tone he could and give a wry smile.

"I'm sorry, but I can't say the same to you." Kokonoi would walk away from you and not say anything else after that, ignoring any apology or anything like that, deep down, he would honestly be holding himself back from crying.

Even if everything was fine, Koko would definitely hold a certain grudge against you, moreover, he would start to think that you really hate him, making him become a little cold and distant.

[wingo5]

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[b0nten]

IT’S YOU AND ME AGAINST THE WORLD (THE CRUEL ONE I’VE DRAGGED YOU INTO)

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ kakucho takes you to meet his family. or, the closest thing he has to one, besides the one made by you two.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ FIRST KAKUCHO FIC WOHOOOOO. timestamps may be a little off so yeah. sorry4dat. anon i hope you like it!

today is the day.

straightening your clothes with your palms, your eyes scan your body in the mirror.

“i thought i told you something casual was enough?” a shirtless figure emerges from down the hallway of the apartment, toned muscles flexing as he stretches.

“and i thought i told you you should ditch the blue and go natural, kaku.” you sarcastically answer, turning to him.

he’s got an amused expression painted across his face, eyes softly laid on you and mouth corners sewn into a delicate upward smile.

“so you really hate my aegean blue hair that much?” he jokes again, and, as if teleporting himself, emerges from nothing next to you.

“that’s not true, after all, this aegean blue is the one that charmed me the second time around, but your natural hair color is beautiful, and you know that!” by fake-punching his chest you earn a laugh, “i’ll dress casually when you stop dyeing your hair!”

“alright, alright,” he muses, “are you ready to go?”

“shouldn’t you get dressed first, princess?” you question back, stressing the second word and inspecting his ‘outfit’. “you look handsome like this, gotta give it to you, but i’d like ti think i’m the only woman that gets to see you like this.”

“shoot, you’re right.” he laughs as he grabs the neatly laid out shirt from a nearby chair, “what would i do without you?” he asks, awarding you with a forehead kiss.

“go to work half-naked, apparently..” you fake a disapproving head-shake and make way to the door. “i’m gonna wait in the car, try to not be late, please.” you warn, jingling his car keys in your right hand.

“yes ma’am.” kakucho fakes a military greeting rushing to the bathroom to brush his hair.

✣ ✣ ✣

looking at the high building in front of you, you let out a shaky breath.

“you ready?” kaku asks, blue hair shining in the hot summer sun.

in response, you only hum a weak ‘mhm’, accompanied by a slight nod. you ponder — are you really ready? — you know what kakucho does for a job, he’s a mafioso. not only that, but he’s the no. 3 of japan’s most feared crime syndicate. if every single one of his coworkers is as serious as your kaku is whenever he talks business on the phone (which happens very rarely, as he values his time at home and with you more than drug deals and murders) then you’re screwed, to put it lightly.

“hey, c’mon,” he looks at you, face contorting into a goofy grin, “you really don’t have to be nervous. they look scary but each one is dumber than the other, i promise you. you’ll like them, and they’ll like you.”

his reassuring words tug at your heartstrings a bit, and warm your worry-frozen heart just enough to get it to pump blood again. so, you take a deep breath and nod again, only this time, confidently.

“let’s do this.” with the corner of your eye, you see kakucho smile proudly, before stretching out his arm, allowing you to loop your’s through.

you enter the building: the lobby is cool and and feels so much better than the scorching heat of the outside. the decor is nice, it brings a certain richness to the place, with accents of gold and spanish oak and baroque elements here and there. it’s not flashy, and certainly not like any other japanese office tower interior you’ve seen before.

your heels smack against the macael marble as you allow yourself to admire the interior.

“ran redesigned this whole place when we bought it.” having observed you until now, kakucho chimes in with some fun facts.

“he really has the eye for art.” you add, and watch his eyes light up as he presses the elevator button.

“and he’s quite the snob too. god forbid we touch his montblanc pens or he goes apeshit.”

“oh, kaku…” you can only sigh as he bursts out laughing. “i really don’t know what to expect from you guys.”

he calms down his laughter before entering the lift, “and that’s just the beginning.”

the elevator ride is long, their offices being the second to last floor, which is not so bad as kakucho gets to tell you more about the guys.

“the pink mullet with the piercings is sanzu. he’s quite… eccentric, sometimes.. even uhm..” kaku swallows, uncertain if he should say more, but sure enough that this slip-up may cause you some fright.

“sometimes what, kakucho?” you urge him to continue his sentence.

“well, he can be scary or creepy sometimes. but just sometimes. other than that, he’s a dumbass.” your boyfriend scratches the back of his head, almost relieved. “he’s also no. 2.

as you know, I, your handsome boyfriend is no. 3, while the advisor is takeomi, sanzu’s brother. he really likes trench coats for some reason, so he’ll probably be wearing one today. he’s got a long scar on the right side of his face. oh, yeah, and sanzu also has two scars at the corners of his lips.”

“two down, five more to go, including montblanc guy.” you comment, leaving kakucho somewhat surprised.

“ye— wait, how do you know?” confused, his head darts in your direction.

“by paying attention to your phone calls, during conversations and doing some simple maths.” you reply, sarcastically.

“oh, my beloved einstein.” he kisses the crown of your head gently, “yeah, we have montblanc guy, ran, and his younger brother rindou. ran has short hair, black and pink and rindou also has a mullet, blue and purple. and they both have the tattoo on their necks.

then there’s mochi. well behaved guy, but his beard almost makes him look like an npc or the daiso version of a pimp. he’s the guy with the jumbo dumplings i told you about!”

“oh, that’s mochi! good to know, good to know!” you reply, just as excited as he is.

“and last but not least we have koko. he’s got really long blonde hair and a… unique hairstyle. his tattoo is on his head.

i think that makes them all.”

“are you not forgetting someone?” you quirk up a brow and kakucho mimics you. “maybe… that mikey guy? your leader?” you finally ask, long pauses between each word.

“it’ll be easy for you to see which one’s mikey once he enters the room. but don’t be fooled! he’s tougher than he looks.”

you nod and run through the information one last time before the elevator light pings and the door opens. you step onto a soft carpet, kakucho right next to you, eager to explain more about his workplace.

“we each have our own offices but usually meet in the conference room, where we do most of the work. for separate tasks we use our own spaces, tho. mine is… right here!” the turns left and points to a black door. it’s not hard to see it’s his thanks to the nameplate.

“across from mine is sanzu’s and the one behind us is mikey’s. over here is akashi takeomi, just beside the elevator is mochi, across from his is the conference room, and then there’s kokonoi’s, and the haitanis’ offices towards the end of the hall.”

you would’ve liked to see how the offices looked, being sure kakucho’s was just as neat as he keeps the one at home, interested in the older haitani’s the most, to be frank. you could’ve bet money he also took charge of the floor’s design, this time more simple and elegant than the ground one. muted colors, different textures and simple paintings; the guy really seems to know what he’s doing, maybe he should ditch organized crime and do interior design.

“let’s get this over with.” you turn over to kakucho, who’s just looking around, as if it’s also his first time visiting the place. when he hears you, he smiles, and takes small steps toward the conference room, hand still looped through yours.

you un-loop your arm from his, resting it on his shoulder as he opens the door. he enters, aegean fringe bouncing with every small step. you come in just behind him.

analyzing the room, you really can’t believe these are japan’s most feared:

ran is filing his nails. next to him, legs propped up on the table, is his brother, playing a video game on his phone, occasionally hissing as his eyebrows twitch in frustration.

across from them is sanzu, pink mullet covered by a long white towel, dripping on the wool carpet. just beside him is his older brother, takeomi, wearing a tan trench-coat. he’s reading — you rub your eyes to be sure you’re seeing everything exactly as it is — a guide to becoming a multi-millionaire through bitcoin.

mochi is doing paperwork, and koko — god have fucking mercy on their souls — is reading the same book as takeomi.

“can you close the fucking— ” the younger haitani bangs his fists against the table in a fit of rage, freezing completely when he sees you. “oh my god, it’s the lady whose picture he keeps on his desk! KOKO GIVE ME MY FUCKING MONEY YOU MOTHERFUCKER HE HAS AN ACTUAL FUCKING GIRLFRIEND!” he grabs his hair while pushing past every chair to get to the mentioned, disturbing ran in the process.

“rindou, try to look whenever you’re running around like a wild boar, i hurt my nail when you pushed me!” his brother accuses, but rindou is long gone.

when he gets to koko, he’s met with a book in his face.

“i’m not giving you jackshit, bitch!”

“come on man, you can’t go back now! we had a bet!” he whines and pleads, but koko is nowhere near turning his decision around.

all of a sudden, rindou kicks koko’s chair, sending him flying into mochi.

the bearded man looks up from his papers distraught, an evil look in his eyes.

“do you even know how long it took me to convince this corn company to deliver corn directly to my house?” he asks, and both shake their heads no. “do you have any idea how long it took me to write this goddamn ‘thank you’ letter?” he asks again, and they both shake their heads again. “THEN ARE YOU TWO GOING TO WRITE IT AGAIN FOR ME BECAUSE YOU JUST MADE ME THROW AWAY A MONTH’S WORTH OF CALLIGRAPHY CLASSES?” this time, they nod.

from the left, sanzu groans.

“CAN YOU FUCKERS STOP SCREAMING? MY HEADACHE IS GETTING WORSE.” he roars, ripping the towel off his face, ready to jump out of his chair. thankfully, takeomi holds him back.

“i think you should all calm down. this is no way to greet the lady.” he says as he closes his book and stands up, bowing to you from afar. “akashi takeomi, bonten’s advisor. nice to meet you.” he says, smiling slightly.

“thank you takeomi.” kakucho starts “this is y/n, my girlfriend, just like rindou has correctly observed.” he shoots the man a judging look, “we’ve been dating for a little shy of, what? nine years now?” he looks at you and smiles, and you give an approving note, signaling he has gotten the time right, “she wanted to meet you all, so i brought her here.”

he steps forward, stretching out his hand toward you. you take it and follow him, nearing the guys on the left side.

“y/n f/l. nice to meet you, everyone. i hope we can get along well. i heard lots about you.” you take your turn and bow, looking at every single one of the guys as you speak.

every one of them continues with the introduction, except for takeomi, since he had already done it while lecturing the guys.

kakucho pulls a chair out from under the table and gestures you to sit. he sits down next to you and surprisingly, the boys are all eager to talk as soon as they get the possibility to.

rindou and koko apologize for their behavior and you just shrug it off with a laugh, reassuring them smilingly that it was funny. you compliment ran’s interior design skills to which he seems very grateful and laugh with mochi, hinting that you know about the jumbo dumpling incident. sanzu compliments your ear piercing setup and asks you about some more jewelry and you offer to go with him shopping sometime, and bond with takeomi over your shared interest of the sengoku period, finding out that he shares the same birthday with his idol, samurai akechi mitsuhide.

everything is going smoothly, when all of a sudden, the door flies open, every one of the executives jumping up in an instant, with you closely behind. when they bow, you do the same, although you didn’t get to see who came in.

when you all pull your heads up again, the short blonde who has entered looks at you puzzled.

“who are you?” he tilts his head to the left, analyzing you carefully.

“mikey, this is y/n, my girlfriend. i brought her to meet everyone!” kakucho explains instantly, and watches him approach you.

“you… you’re the one … that makes those cute bento boxes for kakucho?” he asks, serious look plastered on his face.

unable to control your excitement for your work being recognized, you beam up, hands clasping each other happily: “yes! that’s me!”

as if he wasn’t the ruthless leader he is, mikey’s eyes widen with the childish love for food he’s had forever.

“do you think…,” he starts off shy, unusual for him, “but only if you have the time, do you think you could also make one for me?” the head of bonten inquires, eagerly awaiting your response.

ever so flattered, you smile so hard you can barely see anymore, screeching out in a delighted tone.

“of course!” you’re amped, ready to cook fifty bento boxes because of how happy you are, “do you have any allergies or themes you like?”

as if having been offered a million dollars, mikey answers you enthusiastically, “i don’t like spicy food, and… i like omurice, and if you could add a mini- flag on top, please…” he says, hands meeting behind his back.

“of course!” you affirm, high on the rush of dopamine and continue asking mikey about how he’d like his bento boxes. he himself feels like a kid in a candy store.

the rest of the guys are left dumbfounded, kakucho’s mouth having hit the floor long time ago already.

he picks it back up when mikey interrupts his own conversation.

“i’m sorry to cut it short, y/n-san, but we should start the meeting. we can discuss after it more, if you want!” he apologizes, subliminally saying he wants to talk about these upcoming bentos more with you.

“that’s alright, and of course!” you smile again, “kaku, i’m heading to your office!” and turn around to face your red-faced boyfriend.

“of course, i’ll see you there after we’re done.” he smiles, nodding, assuringly.

“kakucho, does she know where your office is? are you not gonna walk her?” mikey intervenes and before kaku can say anything else, he offers himself to guide you to your lover’s workroom.

“take your places, guys, we’ll start when i come back.” the blonde orders, closing the door behind him.

“looks like boss is gonna steal your girl, kaku.” sanzu teases his subordinate, while ran makes kissy noises and coos ‘kaku’ in the background.

“wait…” rindou interrupts abruptly, “you said you have been dating for nine years? that means.. koko! do the math, please!” he orders.

“you’ve been keeping her secret ever since kanto manji!” the blonde gasps in shock.

“you bastard! you kept her hidden through that— ” mochi is just as angry.

“and tenjiku too?!” kokonoi, having redone his math, is in utter disbelief.

kakucho tries to drown out the sound of the guys accusing him of treachery, thinking about the end of the meeting and heading straight for his office to get you home and spend his time with you, alone.

[ausylusy]

BONTEN COLORED OFFICAL!!!

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[chifuyusun]

Thinking of the cruelty of fate that casts its shadow on Kakucho and Izana’s story and the unspoken fondness and devotion between them. As Izana lived his whole life haunted by the idea of being jaded, unloved, loveless and abandoned, shrouded by envy and loathing, he failed to see that amidst the darkness, he was loved unconditionally by one person who never wanted anything but being by his side, protecting him. He wanted to belong to a family badly, but he could not see Tenjiku as a family but a purpose/means for his plan. And at the same time, Kakucho never knew how much Izana truly cared for him, enough to give his life for his sake, until the end, when it was too late. Both loved each other more than life itself, and when it was unveiled there was nothing Kakucho could do about it. But he knew, at the very end, that he was Izana’s everything, the lone star in his despondent sky. And I would like to think that before it all ended, Izana knew too, and the last thing he felt before leaving the world in that timeline was Kakucho’s warmth, taking his hand into his, letting him know that he was loved, that he was everything. It’s the bittersweet beauty of truths revealed too late. Their bond to me is truly the purest in tr.

[httpshujii]

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐧 彡 In which . . . Kakucho's feeling insecure.

〔CW〕 — Spoilers about Kakucho's past (?), scars, kissing, Kakucho being a sweetheart, reader is naturally gentle

〔AN〕 — Projecting bcs im an insecure :> I would like to thank @saesins and @strawberrypockybox I love you both so so so much, and thank you a lot for being there for me yesterday :>

Kakucho is in love. He doesn't understand why you do this. But he's in love with you in this exact moment.

"Why?" He whispers as tears fall down his reddened cheeks.

"What do you mean why?" your voice matches his, a soft whisper, gentle to his ears...something he doesn't deserve.

Kakucho likes being reserved about his problems. But with you, everything's different. With you, he doesn't have to sugar coat anything, he says what's on his mind whether it be good or bad.

He loves being able to talk to you so smoothly, but sometimes, he says too much. Nothing hurtful...at least not to you.

"I don't deserve you..."

"Why are you saying that?" you ask as your hands focus on cupping his face and brushing away the tears.

"Look at me!" more tears, more cracks in his voice, and more thoughts invading his comfort zone.

"I'm looking..."

"I hate it."

You know what he's talking about, and you sigh and giggle and smile.

"I love it."

"What's there to love about an ugly scar?"

"Everything."

"I'm ugly-"

"No you're not...you're beautiful and your scar is beautiful," you lay a kiss on the crown of his head, right where his scar starts, "this is a reminder for me y'know."

Confusion itches his features, sad eyes look up into yours, "How?"

"You survived that crash didn't you?"

A nod and a pout from him.

"I don't know what I'd do without you Kaku."

Trembling lips, glossy eyes, and arms wrapping around your waist. He cries into your chest, holding you close.

Sobs escape his lips and you scratch the back of his head softly, cooing at him to calm him down.

Kakucho is strong. But even the strongest knights need to cry every once in a while.

Kakucho is in love. In love with someone that loves him back. He thinks it's crazy to have someone like you love him but he's not complaining, if anything, he's grateful to have you by his side.

You cup his face once again and trail your lips all over his scar, appreciating the healed skin.

"I love you." It's a tired whisper when it leaves his lips.

"I love you more, Kaku."[

[milkywaydrabbles]

21. threesome with soft!dom!Rindou and soft!dom!Kakucho (Bonten), please and thanks.

They are my favs. 😊

A/N: SOFT DOM BONTEN SOFT DOM BONTEN SOFT DOM BONTEN I could kiss you I love the Bonten boys sm. This was so nice to write, ty for requesting and I hope you like it mwuah

CW: Pet names, use of term daddy, threesome, oral (f! And m!receiving) Eiffel tower this bitch

Threesome x Kakucho, Rindou

"Come on, beautiful, you can give us one more can't you?" You nodded furiously, although tears had been running down your face for the last hour. Kakucho wiped away your tears and kissed your forehead, Rindou in between your legs. It was thrilling, having two of the most dangerous men in Japan at your neck and call. Or at least that's how it felt in the beginning of your arrangement. Until you realized they'd peel away your layers bit by bit. With affection, adoration, prais. You were a crying mess for them every time they paid for your services. "Daddy, it's too much" you hiccuped, wiggling away from rindou who grasped at your thighs and gave you a small warning bite. "Nu uh, baby girl. You promised kakucho one more. Daddy just wants to make you feel good." He mumbled from underneath you, licking up your juices from your tight cunt. 

You let out a broken moan as another orgasm was ripped from you. "R-rin!" You gasped, pushing at his head trying to get him away from your swollen pussy. Kakucho kissed around your face as you rode out your orgasm, juices spilling onto Rindou's face. "There you go baby, there you go. You're so good." Kakucho's praises we're making you dizzy, preening at the sweet words he'd use. 

Rin slapped your pussy to snap you out of your stupor, and you yelped, closing your legs. "You can't think we're done can you?" He teased, helping you flip over on your stomach. "Please, daddy it's too much." You pleaded with Kakucho this time, eyes shining with more tears. He pet your head, cooing. "Do you want to use your safe word?" Rin and he both stopped, giving you a moment to stop the whole production if you wanted to. But you shook your head no. They were both on you immediately after that, petting you, touching your body, giving you kisses. Rin bent down to give your ass a few kisses and experiment bites. You wiggled your hips at him, begging for more. No matter how many times you'd say it's too much or you can't do it, you'd always continue for them. 

"Go ahead and take care of Kakucho pretty baby. He's been treating you so nicely." Rin spoke as he lined his cock up with your wet cunt. He teased and prodded, slipping just the tip and giving a few shallow thrusts before slipping out again. You whimpered, taking Kakucho's thick cock in your hand and giving him a quick pump before licking the pre cum oozing from his tip. He groaned above you, hand digging into your hair but letting you go at your own pace. "So good for us pretty. Make me feel good, beautiful. Suck me off." The low timber of his voice sent electricity through your veins, and you pushed yourself down onto his dick, swallowing as much as you could before gagging. It always took some time to take all of them in your mouth, but you were so eager to please you rarely gave yourself that patience. Rindou slipped into your cunt with ease, squelching with each thrust. He moaned behind you, and in turn you moaned around Kakucho. "Fuck this pussy is so good, always so fucking tight and wet for us." You clenched around Rindou's cock preening at the praises. 

In front, Kakucho gave shallow thrusts into your mouth. He couldn't help it, your mouth was so warm and your throat felt so good around his length. You choked for a moment, the man shooting you an apologetic glance. "Sorry baby, mouth feels so good" he cooed, letting you go at your own pace. You couldn't help but try harder for him, submersed in subspace you didn't want to let them down. Tears slipped from your eyes once more, breathing from your nose and letting your throat relax, you pushed Kakucho's dick deep into your throat, not stopping until you felt the tickle of his pubic hair at your nose. You swallowed around him, tongue sticking out of your mouth as you covered as much as you could. "Ah fuck!" He yelled out of pure pleasure, keeping your head in place for as long as you could hold it. "fuckfuckfuck baby, not gonna last long" he continued to whisper sweet words to you, talking about how good your mouth is, how you're always such a good girl, their sweet baby. His words spurred you on, tightening your cunt around Rindou and bobbing your head faster around him.

Rindou's nails dug into the fat of your ass, balls slapping against your clit as he quickened his pace. You met his thrusts as best you could, eyes rolling to the back of your head. "this is the best pussy, I swear baby. You're so good, aah fuck." Their sweet words pushed you over the edge, crying and clenching around their dicks as you sprayed clear liquid onto Rin's thighs. Seeing you lose control had them spiraling, crying out praises as Kakucho came into your mouth, and rindou into your spent cunt. Their cum filled your holes so deliciously you couldn't get enough. Slowly they pulled out and Kakucho was the first to scoop you into his arms and kiss away the tears that flowed. "You did so good baby, so good for us." He whispered, Rindou following suite with a damp rag to clean you up and his own words of encouragement. "You're such a good girl, so obedient. Can't get enough of you."

Yeah, the Bonten boys might be the most ruthless of the country, but you had them wrapped around your pretty finger.

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

(Bonten timeline) Had a random head canon that since kakucho is 100% on the top 3 best boyfriend list I had a hc that when his lover is drunk he Takes on the role of taking care of her and when he's undressing her and redressing her drunk body into some pjs when she starts too whine and struggle he'll praise her as he helps her get comfortable calling you things like "good girl" "your doing so well love" ect that's my fluffy drunk user headcanon

A/N ::: So, one of my favorite anons turned moots sends me the best asks about our TokRev boys. I truly hate myself for my inability to keep anything short. Start giving me word limits, guys. Seriously. Or I'll just keep going apeshit.

C/W ::: Kakucho x F.reader, drinking at clubs, reader is a lightweight, Kaku' takes care of her. Literally I love him to pieces. "Koneko" means kitten in Japanese.

WC ::: 1,008

I read this as many times as I could. One of these days I'll figure out how to effectively read stuff.

Kakucho IS THE WORLD’S BEST boyfriend. I know this deep within my psyche and even deeper within my soul.

He always has your back (especially when he has you on it. But I digress).

After a night of being out at some exclusive clubs and drinking expensive drinks (that HE fights with you about to just "shut your damn mouth woman and let me pay for them" - respectfully, of course!), you guys catch an Uber and go home.

You're so drunk that you've fallen asleep in the car more than a couple of times. And it's not that you're sloppy drunk or anything. You're just a bit of a lightweight.

Kakucho finds this one of the more charming things about you on the occasion you do let loose and drink.

The driver gets you guys back to his place and he wakes you up gently by stroking your face and squeezing your shoulder. "We're home, let's go inside."

He pays the driver, thanks them and proceeds to help you walk to the house with his arm under yours and around your waist. Eventually picking you up and just carrying you because you're just taking so long and he wants to get you to bed because he's tired as hell, too. (He really just wants to cuddle up next to you. You were dancing so much tonight and he doesn't dance so all he could do was look at you shakin' your ass all night. He missed you - despite being no more than 10-15 feet away from you while you were out on the floor.)

Finally inside, he gets you to the bed and sits you down on the edge.

"I'll be right back." Kakucho walked out of the room and you heard the garage door open. Then the dryer door opened and closed a minute later. "Here's some pajamas, one of my t-shirts and some shorts. Is that ok?" He asked.

You nodded and stood - rather, tried to stand up so you could undress. "Kakuuuu! I nee-" you hiccupped "hahaha! Jesus. I need help, please? I'm sooo tired an' 'ni jus' wanna gotuh sleep! I danced 'n drank 'n danced around 'n now I wanna sleep, Kaku!"

He grabbed you some clean panties from your drawer in his dresser and laid all of the clothes he got for you beside you on the bed. "Oh, my baby is tired. Come here. Let me help you. Let me do the hard stuff."

Kakucho kneeled on the floor in front of you and began unbuckling your heels. "That's it. Letting me take care of you, such a good girl. Ok, I'm going to lift your dress over your head and get the shirt on, ok?"

He's your king of consent, even over something as innocent as helping you get out of your eveningwear and into your pajamas.

You nodded and threw your arms up over your head, smacking him on the underside of his chin on their way up. "OH SHIT! KAKU! ARE YOU OK! SHIT I'M SO SORRY!"

He rolled his jaw around a few times and laughed, "Helluva hit there, koneko," he laughed as he lifted your dress up and off of your body. Leaving you in just your bra and the panties you had on earlier. "H-here put this t-shirt on now and then I'll take your bra off and put those other ... um, under things on."

This was hilarious to you how shy he still was with you sometimes and that he couldn't say the word "panties". The reality was that some of the things he's said to you are far worse than that.

"K." You were so agreeable right now. Not that you weren't always, but like, there was zero resistance coming from you tonight.

"My sleepy girl. Doing so good tonight. Letting me dress you like my very own little doll." Kakucho chuckled at the thought of you actually being a life-size doll for him to play with. He was still a little drunk, too, so you let it slide.

After you had his shirt on, he stood behind you and unclasped your bra, sliding it down your arms and pulling it through the sleeves of the shirt, tossing it on the chair in the corner of the room. He was so gentle, his hands grazing your skin as he did so.

You shivered.

"You're doing so well, tipsy little baby. Here, let me help you put ... these (your panties) and your shorts on." He slid the lace up your legs, followed by the cotton shorts.

You didn't want to wear those shorts anymore and you whined.

Kakucho shushed you and guided you down onto the bed anyway. "I know, I know. You'll forget all about them once you're laying down. Ok?"

He tucked you under the covers and leaned down to kiss your forehead. "Do you need anything else, baby?"

"Just you. Wanna cuddle you and go to sleep. Please? Kaku, I love youuu." You were so tired and so drunk and he was so cute and nice to you right now - and ALL THE TIME. You just wanted to be wrapped up in him and around him.

"You're my girl. Forever. I love you too. Sweet dreams." He kissed your forehead again and closed his eyes.

He chuckled and undressed, taking off his shirt, pants, and socks, leaving him in his boxer briefs.

Thanks to the alcohol, you were seeing 2 of him and it was better than anything you’d ever witnessed. He slid under the covers and pulled you into his arms.

He didn't even care that you were still drunkenly babbling about how much you loved him and that he was your favorite person in the whole wide world.

But he'd have honestly given anything to record you muttering about all of that in your sleepy, drunk voice just before you dozed off. Tightly pressed to him and wrapped up in his arms Sleeping in your own little private heaven for the next 7 1/2 hours.

Taglist ::: @katkitkats @kazutora-kurokawa @arlerts-angel @viburnt @darkstarlight82

[animeaestheticsthings]

"All I have is you..." 🥲💔✋🏻

I swear I can't catch break with TR and Jjk 🫠🫠🫠😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔

[buccini555]

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 - 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧

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

⌕ x r e a d e r !

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

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

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

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

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

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

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

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

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

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

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

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

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

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

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

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

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

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

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

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

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

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

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

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

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

[wingo5]

HAPPY B-DAY IZANA!!

He’s not used to birthdays

Emma gave him the party hat

[blue-sirius]

this scene and the background music had me bawling

[stxrmylxve]

Thinking about how shy kakucho is as you crawled into his lap at his club. Though it was subtle, he could tell that you were drunk, but also incredibly needy for any friction you could get. You slowly grinding down on him makes him go absolutely feral, his mind being send out into abyss as his hands clinged to your waist.

Totally gets too high on your love to even put forth energy into fucking you, he would do that tomorrow. Asks you to cowgirl/boy that shit and just watches with hazy, lust filled eyes through that pretty scar of his. Eventually, he gets bored and pulls you up by your thighs to press kisses and to suck hickeys into the unmarked territory to idolize later on in the week.

[vincent-4ever]

Hiii! I love this request and it's been requested like months ago but I've been on a hiatus unfortunately 😿😿 IM BACK THO!

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Kakucho x Celebrity!reader

Warnings: None really. G!n reader

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ೃ⁀➷ You guy's thought you were being secretive. Well, more like Kakucho thought you were. You knew people were bound to find out considering you have many fans

ೃ⁀➷ He also insisted that when he's not with friends you're allowed to "not be so secretive"

ೃ⁀➷ You thought that the other members of tenjiku already knew, but somehow, they didn't.

ೃ⁀➷ It's not that they're stupid, there's probably a few members that already knew

ೃ⁀➷ Ran 100% tried hitting on you after he found out, but stopped after he realized you aren't interested and rindou told him to stop 💀

ೃ⁀➷ Izana probably already knew. You always found it weird that you tried to cover your face around them and you were always wearing some kind of accessory like a hat or a mask to hide your identity.

ೃ⁀➷ Despite him knowing he definitely wasn't ready for everyone else finding out 😭

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IDK HOW I DID BUT YEAH. hope you guys liked 😍😍

[chifuyusun]

You’re my best friend

Now I’ve no one to tell

How I lost my best friend

[urfavslav]

dialogue is from the movie un homme qui dort, narrated in english by thee shelly duvall. I changed a few lines, bc they wouldn't fit him other wise. cw: if u squint you can see the dissociation mentions. character/kakucho centric piece

You stay in your room, not eating, not reading, hardly moving.

It's been eight days since the horrific battle between tenjiku and toman, kakucho hasn't moved since he got discharged from the hospital, currently lying on the floor watching the ceiling fan spin slowly with the breeze of his open window.

You watch the basin, the bookcase, your knees, your eyes in the cracked mirror. The cup. The light switch.

His eyes slowly drag around his small 'apartment' room until they catch on the small sink. The one that he would use after every major fight, cleaning his worse wounds and injuries.

They catch on the book case, filled with books he enjoyed and ones he traded with Izana, littered with little annotations and highlights. Scattered sheet music with small notes of wear and tear. Records and cd's he had collected over time.

His heterochromic eyes catch on his knees that wobble every so often, threatening to fall or slide down from their bent position as if he were doing sit-ups. The cracked mirror that sits above his sink, the one that you can barely call a sink, the mirror that has taken his rage and now seems to be staring back at him. One red eye and one ashen. Is he sure they belong to him?

The cup that was filled with tea, how old is it? Ran got him this for his birthday, he should probably drink that tea, lest it gets dusty or stale, alas it's already cold. right? The light switch he never uses; getting up at the crack of dawn to work out, spending most of the day with the gang, coming back when he's had his fill of sociability, ready to eat and lie down.

You listen to street sounds, to the dripping faucet on the landing, to the noises your neighbor makes, having a coughing fit, his kettle whistling.

The later in the day it gets he hears the noise increase in volume, cars trying to get home, kids getting off school, sirens, doors opening and closing, cats, life goes on. life goes on and all he can do is observe in his state.

You follow on the ceiling the winding line of a thin crack. A flies pointless wandering. The perhaps calculate progression of shadows.

Kakucho's drowsy lidded eyes follow the small crack on his wall, leading from the door frame to the ceiling, a mere 15 centimeters. His brain finding anything and everything else to focus on. The fly that wanders in, making a few circles in his room before buzzing away.

You are 14 years old. You have 32 teeth, 3 shirts and 8 socks. 77,000 yen a month to survive on. A few books you no longer read, a few records you no longer listen to. You don't want to remember anything else. You sit, and all you want is to wait. Just wait until there is nothing more to wait for.

He feels dissociated from himself, his beloved hobbies now seem distant and unattractive. Why does everything remind him of Izana? The music that sits, collecting dust on his shelf. The shirts they bought together, although a measly errand, he treasured moments like those.

You don't see your friends. You don't answer the door. You don't go down and get your mail. You don't return the books you borrowed from the library. You don't visit your parents.

He disregards the hundreds of missed calls from his friends. He ignores the knocks that come and slowly fade away when he fails to answer the door. He sees the envelopes that get stuck in the mail slot. He knows his books are overdue, the pile mocking him near the door. He misses visiting his parents. He misses living.

★ all works belong to @urfavslav , do not repost on anywhere else with or without credit, do not plagiarise. thank you !