#kurenai otoya

[nugulover69]

Toxic yaois in the parking garage <3

[christine-ye]

Someone needs to make dancing Otoya a meme if it hasn't been done yet, please and thanks

[hidengifs]

🌿💗☀️

[morkitten]

I'm always saying this

[i-am-randomtrash00]

Ikari Gai: They are different!!!

The rest of the Gokaigers: Bull... shit!!

[couldtransitionsaveher]

KURENAI OTOYA from KAMEN RIDER KIVA

JUSTIFICATION:

"I genuinely believe several issues would be solved if she were a slutty bisexual woman instead of a slutty bisexual man. It might also make her worse tho idk." - Anonymous

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[gawaero]

[detektyv]

ixa guys

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It's a Kurenai father-son reunion!

(Is it me or did Revice ending seem to prompt Rider fam reunions because we had Shijima sibs reunion too)

[stickers-on-a-laptop]

people are being so beautiful about old fashion cupcake but i'm just like CHANNEL YOUR INNER OTOYA MY GUY HE DIDN'T CARE AND HE WAS SET IN 1986

examples (more under the cut)

bonus how he pretty much already acts

[dangerouscommiesubversive]

for the smut prompts could you do something with Jirou and Otoya? whatever you feel like!

I have had intense writer's block for at least a month now, but then I heard a song with a lyric that I thought would make a good song title and scanned through my prompt and oh, right. I can always write something for Jirou and Otoya.

the devil made me do it (but I also kinda wanted to)

Yuri is, despite her better impulses, having coffee with Otoya at mald'amour, and--again despite her better impulses--she finally lets the itch of curiosity take over and says, "Look, why do you and Jirou need to pick at each other so much? You have to know at this point that it's not going to do either of you any favors."

Otoya looks unusually thoughtful for a moment before he answers her. "Well, beautiful Yuri--"

She rolls her eyes. "Cut it out."

"Well, reasonably-pleasant-to-look-at Yuri, you may or may not know this, but I do generally consider myself an animal lover."

"An animal--" She pinches the bridge of her nose. "Just keep talking, I'll cope with it all after you're done."

"However..." He trails off for a moment, looking past her toward the cafe entrance, and shit. Dammit. What a perfectly terrible time for the door to open, what an extraordinarily bad moment for Otoya's eyes to take on that particular ever-so-slightly-malicious gleam as he starts talking again, "however, even being such a lover of dumb animals, once in a while I come across a particular sort of little yappy dog that's just begging for me to tie a firecracker to its tail."

"On the tail, huh." She doesn't look up, she just keeps massaging the bridge of her nose and tries to ignore the sound of soft footsteps approaching their table. "I don't imagine you usually do it, though."

Otoya raises a hand to his chest with a look of exaggerated shock. "Yuri. The mere suggestion that I'd do such a thing to a helpless creature wounds me." A calculated beat. "But, of course, it's an entirely different matter if the creature in question is bigger than me and capable of expressing its own opinions on the matter. Then, well...I don't see how I could be expected to help myself."

There's an exhausted groan building in the back of Yuri's throat. She can smell the espresso scent that clings to Jirou's leather jacket. "So your excuse is that you have poor impulse control."

Otoya beams, still turned in her direction but clearly looking past her "Well, I'd say the devil makes me do it, but he's only sort of devil-adjacent, isn't he?"

--

"A firecracker, hm?"

"Gently, puppy," chest slamming against the wall with enough force to wind, the next word a gasp, "gently."

"If you wanted someone to be gentle with you, you wouldn't be doing this with me."

"Well, true, but it could hurt Yuri's feelings if she sees me with bruises she didn't give me."

Jirou's chin rests on his shoulder in a weird, intoxicating mockery of tenderness, even as the associated hands are busy undoing his belt and shoving his pants down. "Yuri," in a tone that seems inappropriately like a purr, "would almost certainly assume that you deserved them. And she'd be right."

"Fair enough, I won't dispute thaaa..." Otoya trails off, leaning his forehead against the tiles as he loses his train of thought, mouth hanging open as he breathes out, "Gently."

"You wouldn't know my gentleness even if I did offer it," Jirou says. His fingers are digging into the flesh of Otoya's ass now, and his breath is hot, and his tongue is. His tongue--

Otoya makes a noise in the back of his throat.

"Be quiet unless you want someone to hear us."

"I could make aaa joke about the way your pants squeak on the tile," Otoya gasps, "but I don't want you to stop."

Jirou pulls back for a moment and snorts, but doesn't stop, and Otoya does, to what he thinks of as his credit, try to be quiet.

Until Jirou does stop, and stands up, and Otoya says, "That's almost crueler, stopping when I was nearly ohh, gently, gently."

"I don't know why you keep bothering to say that," but the press of Jirou's teeth on the back of his neck does lighten, Jirou's grip does loosen slightly, his thrusts slowing a bit.

"Because--oh, because--it's all part of the fun, isn't it?"

Jirou grunts, sounding dissatisfied with this answer. "For that matter I don't know why I, hhh, continue to waste time and seed on you."

Unusually, Otoya has no immediate answer to this. To be fair he's distracted, one hand bracing himself, the other wrapped around his own cock, flushed cheek pressed to cool tile. One of Jirou's hands comes up to cover his on the wall, another flash of that false tenderness easily belied by the tightness of the grip.

Teeth close on the nape of his neck again and he shudders violently and comes with a dizzying shock, which Jirou ignores in favor of continuing to move. Fortunately the man has stamina, but not an undue amount, so he doesn't outlast Otoya by very much, and in the interim the sensation of being oversensitive and overwhelmed is surprisingly good to drown in.

Afterward, of course, there is always the ticklish question of cleaning up, retrieving any clothes that might have been lost, making themselves look less generally disheveled, and Otoya says, "Could always say the devil makes you do it."

Jirou doesn't ask what he's referring to, just continues to fix his shirt buttons without even a glance over. "No devil's ever made me do anything I didn't want to do in the first place."

[christine-ye]

"Your name isn't on my menu" is now my new favorite pickup turndown line (also RIP Otoya)

[zaruba-needslove]

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I guess I should really expect this, considering Takeda-san played Otoya in Kiva before... and we all know what happens that time (and KR series tend to reuse elements related to the actor’s past works in the current series - like Amano Kousei used to be Chiba Mamoru on one Sailor moon musical and that one had him screaming like a girl, and that part reappeared in Blade scenes somewhat) 

So it made sense for Takeda’s character to go all out in a blast XD 

After all...

This is a very Otoya-esqued way to die a hero XD

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[mo-ok]

🤍🩷🌊 Sayaka + Mai 🪽🩷🤍

[toseuteu]

finished watching kiva so i drew some doodles