#sano majiro x reader

[yourfavblondy]

How they would react if they saw you wearing their jacket

the tittle is pretty much self explanatory

characters: rindou haitani, mitsuya takashi, draken, mikey

RINDOU

It was cold outside and you like usual forgot your jacket at home. And oh how convenient it was when you saw Rindous jacket just laying around. While your boyfriend was talking to some people you swiftly grabbed his jacket and put it on. The jacket provided you with warmth and comfort, it smelled like Rin, intoxicatingly sweet. "Hey babe have you seen my-" Rindou asked turning around but stopping mid sentence when he saw you. He wanted to put on his jacket but how could he take it from you when you looked so damn cute. A light blush crept onto his face and the tips of his ears. One of the most scary people almost everyone feared was fumbling with his words and blushing profusely just because you wore his jacket. "Rin are you alright you kind of froze." you asked waving a hand infront of the blondes face. "Yeah, I'm fine you just look so damn cute." he chuckled wrapping his arms around you lovingly.

MIKEY

You constantly stole your boyfriends hoodies, I mean it was his fault really why did he have to have such comfortable and pretty hoodies. But despite always wearing his clothes you never wore his Toman jacket. At this point Mikey had gotten used to seeing you in his hoodies, I mean yeah sure butterflies always pooled in his stomach and yeah his heart skipped a beat now and again but he was used to it. What he wasn't used to however was seeing you in his Toman jacket, so you can imagine his shock when you showed up to a Toman meeting wearing his jacket. The words leader Mitsuya embroidered on the sleeve were on full display for everyone to see. Everyone knew you were his and if they didn't already now they knew for sure. Mikey shuffled closer towards you wrapping the jacket more around you. His face was dusted with a light pink blush but they didn't need to see that so he choose to bury his head in the crook of your neck wrapping his arms around you waist.

DRAKEN

You were with the gang at some random party Izana decided to host. Everyone was having a great time dancing and laughing, making out and drinking. You were also having a wonderful time singing at the top of your lungs. The alcohol you had drank earlier provided a nice kind of buzz to the already exiting atmosphere. For the party you decided on wearing a short black mini skirt a sparkly silver top and black heels. To Draken you looked out of this world. Everything matched up perfectly, the skirt showed of your ass which was probably Drakens favourite part of your body, he could just stare at you for eternity and never get tired. And thats exactly what he did he kept a watchfull eye on you the whole night just to make sure some creep woudldn't try anything. Once some creep did try to hit on you thinking you didn't have a boyfriend Draken came and politely led you out of the house. "Thanks babe." you said getting up on your tip toes to kiss you taller boyfriend. "I think this is like the fifth guy that hit one tonight." you said chuckling. "Well I can't blame them, you look stunning." Draken complimented nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. He left feather light kisses while wrapping his arms around your waist. "I know how we'll solve this." he let go off you and took off his jacket. "Here." he draped the jacket gently over your shoulders. He let go off you and took a step back. Immediately when he saw you wearing his jacket Draken melted. Such a strong and large man was like putty when it came to you. He was obviously much taller and bigger than you and the jacket which fit him perfectly was oversized on you. Rosy blush crept up on his face. "How do I look?" you asked twirling around nuzzling into the fabric. Draken felt his heart swell at the sight of you. "Better than ever." he stepped close and held your waist before placing sweet kiss to your lips. "Come on let's go inside." you grabbed his hand and led him back inside. Now everyone would know you're his, especially with the words VICE PRESIDENT embroidered on the sleeve.

MITSUYA TAKASHI

Mitsuya had sown a lot of pieces of clothing tailored just for you. He loved seeing you happy while wearing clothing he put so much work and effort into making just right, for you. Currently you were in a train with your boyfriend going on a date. You wore a beautiful jacket that he tailored, but it was a little too hot since the train was crowded. So not wanting to boil alive you opted to take your jacket off. As you were sitting down you layed it gently across your lap. You'll be getting off in two stops anyway so what could happen especially with Mitsuya sitting next to you. A lot apparently because one stop before you were supposed to get off someone ran by you and snatched your jacket. You quickly realised what had happened and tried running after him but it was too late. You looked sadly back at your boyfriend. "Hey, it's no big deal. I'll make you another one." he comforted you. "Yeah, thanks Mitsuya." you said leading him off of the train. As you made your way up the stairs and into the open street you suddenly realised how bloody cold you were. The cold air sent shivers down your spine, it chilled you to the bone. Mistuya noticed you lightly shaking before he, like a true gentleman that he is, took off his jacket and wrapped it snug around you. You glanced up at your boyfriend nuzzling further into the soft fabric. Mitsuya felt like he could explore with adoration. You looked so pretty, he truly didn't deserve you. Mitsuya wrapped his amrs around you holding you close. His cheeks were red but his heart was full of love.

[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤.

PAIRING | manjiro sano x fem!reader.

CONTENT WARNING | smut, pregnancy, bonten timeline.

NOTE | I know the pregnancy trope isn't everyone's cup of tea and I could see it with the poll, but I had to make a decision 🥲 enjoy! wc: 1,2k

“You’re upset.” Mikey whispered, his voice slightly muffled against your damp hair. "Talk to me."

"I'm not upset." you spoke lowly, staring at your knees that poked out of the water.

Mikey tucked some of your hair behind your ear, placing a lingering kiss to your temple.

"Don't lie to me."

One of his hands moved to rest on your stomach, his thumb beginning to trace random patterns on your bump which was growing more and more each day. You sighed in response to his touch, closing your eyes.

"You know why I'm upset, Mikey." you eventually answered, allowing yourself to relax a bit more in his arms, straightening your legs underwater as the warm water relaxed your muscles.

You remained quiet for a moment then opened your mouth as if to speak, only to pause again. Mikey kissed your cheek to encourage you and after some time, you collected your words.

"I'm just scared." you admitted quietly.

Mikey frowned, waiting for you to continue. "I'm scared that one day I'll wake up to a call from one of your men telling me that you’ve been arrested, injured, or worse. I'm scared that one day i'll have to raise my child alone because you've been taken from me." you explained, releasing a shaky sigh. "I'm just sick of living with the fear that every day we spend together might be the last."

Mikey placed a finger under your chin as you spoke, making you look at him. He wanted to say something but you cut him off before he got the chance.

"You've been playing with fire ever since you pushed Draken away all those years ago. He was the only one capable of keeping you on the right track." you said, marking a pause as you stared into his tired eyes. "You're digging your own grave Mikey, and it's only a matter of time before someone puts a bullet in your head." You snapped, freeing your chin from his grip and turning your head to stare at the water again.

Silence fell over the room at the mention of Draken, a soft sigh leaving Mikey's lips while you closed your eyes again to try to rid your mind of the toxic thoughts.

You eventually broke the silence after a moment, swallowing to hold back the lump in your throat. Your hand came to rest on your belly, hoping to feel a kick from your baby to bring yourself some comfort.

"I'm sorry." you mumbled, choking up. "I... I shouldn't have said that. It's just, I don't know what I'd do if—"

"Shh." Mikey interrupted your rambling, a quiet sound of surprise escaping your lips as he guided your jaw and leaned down to kiss you. When you parted from the kiss, a tear had rolled down your cheek. "It's alright." Mikey murmured. "Nothing's gonna happen to me. I promise."

"Let's run away, Manjiro." you said,completely dismissing him and turning slightly so you could look at him, reaching out to place a hand on his cheek. "Let's move to Europe, or America. Somewhere new. Away from trouble, away from everything we know. Just you, me, and the baby." you begged.

Mikey inhaled deeply. There's a chance he was getting frustrated with this conversation, but you didn't care. You had every right to be upset, scared even.

"You know that's not possible." he said, his right hand trailing lower down your stomach. You were about to protest but Mikey cut you off with a kiss, probably to shut you up. You sighed against his mouth and jerked slightly in surprise as his hand dipped between your legs, his middle and ring finger finding your clit and rubbing it in circles. He set a slow, sensual pace, his main goal being to relax you. Almost out of instinct you spread your legs until your knees hit the sides of the tub, granting him easier access.

"Now be a good girl and stop worrying so much, hm...? I know what i'm doing." he murmured, your soft whimpers and sighs of appreciation prompting him to continue. You began to squirm, your hands gripping onto his arms. "I won't get arrested, I won't get injured, I won't die. You're not getting rid of me anytime soon."

You know he's lying. Mikey doesn't have everything under control like he claims he does — far from it. He's exhausted. He's sad. He's distant. He's only saying this because he wants to be done with this conversation and he doesn't want you to worry.

You released a shaky breath, reaching behind your shoulder to tangle your fingers in his silver hair, deciding not to say anything. You gasped when he slipped a finger inside of you, his thumb simultaneously flicking the bundle of nerves between your thighs.

“So beautiful.” Mikey whispered to himself, pushing in another finger. You began to squirm, the movement causing you to slide a few inches down into the water. "Do you have any idea how long I've dreamed of seeing you pregnant?” Mikey whispered in your ear, pausing to take your lobe between his teeth and nibble gently, “To finally see this beautiful bump. I can't wait for it to be all big and swollen from my baby growing inside of it."

“God— Mikey.” you breathed out, your hips instinctively lifting as his fingers rubbed calculated circles into your clit.

“Fuck, say my name again.”

You did as you were told, his name leaving your lips in a whimper. Mikey's free hand moved upwards and cupped your breast, his thumb toying with your erect nipple. You arched your back further, your lips parting as you panted and moaned, the water beginning to splash over the edge of the bathtub. Mikey's erection was pressing against your back, the friction caused by your squirming making him groan.

"Don't stop," you cried out, grabbing his arm that was wrapped around your body and digging your nails into his skin. "Oh fuck, Mikey, right there," you moaned loudly, your eyes fluttering shut as the pressure built up in your belly, your walls clenching around his fingers. Your hand fisted in his hair and you tilted your head to kiss him, muffling your moans that were getting louder by the minute. He pumped his fingers and rubbed your clit until you were a whimpering mess underneath him, begging and pleading for him not to stop, as if he would anyway.

“Come for me, princess. Wanna make you feel good.” He whispered softly against your lips. You moaned loudly as your orgasm took over, your back arching away from his chest and legs spreading as far as they'll go while Mikey pumped you through your high, never relenting until you slowly came down.

He eventually removed his fingers, using them to circle your clit a couple more times before bringing his hand back to your belly and kissing the side of your head lovingly.

The sudden absence of sound left your ears ringing, only heavy panting and the gentle pitter-patter of waterdrops touching the water filling the air. You started to relax again in Mikey's arms, you body thoroughly spent.

The two of you stayed wrapped up in each other for a while despite the water having turned cold, enjoying the rare moment of intimacy you were currently sharing, not wanting to let go just yet.

[married-to-google-translater]

Bonten Manjiro "Mikey" Sano weddings headcanon

Okay, if you're in a relationship with Mikey, the wedding would only be a matter of time.

No doubt about it.

This would be the happiest day of Mikey's life.

A day that Mieky never imagined he would get..

A day he never imagined he deserved.

Mikey would be really nervous before the wedding.

He would be afraid that something would go wrong and he would lose you too.

Mikey really wouldn't want to lose you.

You are too precious.

Because of this, your wedding would be really small-scale.

If you want a wedding abroad it would be ok for him.

Just your family and a couple of Bonte's trusted members.

He wouldn't want to draw too much attention.

Security would also be great.

Mikei would also be really stressed.

You should calm him down.

Mikey is just so scared of losing all of this.

He would listen to your wishes in wedding planning.

Almost all your wishes would come true.

Mikey might cry at the wedding.

Because Finally he gets something good in life.

[lotus-n-l0ve]

𝐘/𝐍-𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐞𝐧-𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐧?

— Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano x F!Reader

☯ SYNOPSIS : A text conversation cause a misunderstanding to Mikey.

☯ WARNINGS : Cheating, sick!Mikey, dumb!Mikey, 800 words.

☯ NOTE FROM LOTUS: Just a small blurb that came to mind. Originally I was going to make small imagines with multiple characters but then decided to make just this one. If you like the it then please leave a like, comment and reblong. Follow me for more like this. Enjoy ♡

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Mikey was in the bedroom already in the bed waiting for you finish your night routine. Then you could cuddle him to sleep. This was his favourite time of the day on top of that Mikey was sick today so he was extra clingy.

Your phone on the nightstand lit up with a incoming message grabbing Mikey's attention but he ignored it the first time, paying no mind to it. But then phone kept buzzing with one after another incoming messages. Mikey got curious as to who was messaging you that much.

Mikey sat up on the bed with his back resting on the headboard. He grabbed the phone and unlocked it.

Ken-chin?

He saw the messages were from Draken which was wired because you and Draken barely talk. Mikey tapped on the notification and the conversation opened Mikey scrolled through them —

Ken : Baby is Mikey Okay?

Ken : Can you come now?

Ken : Babe?

Ken : Baby?

Ken : Darling?

Babe? Baby? Darling?

Mikey's heart dropped. You would not. No you can't. You can't cheat on him. Right?

Mikey scrolled up a little more to your last text with Draken which seemed to happen when he was in the bedroom and you were out in the living room with Emma.

Ken : Baby the bed feels so empty without you.

Ken : Come back here.

Y/N : You know I can't.

Y/N : Mikey is sick and I need to take care of him.

Ken : Do you really have to do that?

Ken : Come on he is not a kid anymore.

Y/N : Ken you know I want to be with you more than anywhere else.

Y/N : I have to go now. Mikey is calling.

Y/N : Bye bye 😚😚😚😚

Ken : Bye babe. Will miss you.

Mikey's eyes filled with water as fat tears kept rolling down his cheek. Loud sobbs kept erupting from his chest. He loves you and needs you like he needs oxygen and you do this. Cheat on him with his very bestfriend?

Y/N-chan and Ken-Chin?

You put back the night cream container on the counter. This was your last step of night skin care. You looked at yourself in the mirror for the last time before going back in the bedroom.

Just as you were about to leave the bathroom a scream shook up the whole house, "Y/N-CHAAAAAAN?"

You quickly ran outside to the bedroom, "Mikey what happened?"

You gasp when saw your boyfriend crying his eyes out with loud sobbs and hiccups. You rush to sit in front of him on the bed.

"What happened?" You palm his warm cheeks, wipping away the tears.

Mikey looks at like a puppy who got kicked by his owner and that hurt your heart. Mikey was a lively person always laughing and smiling. Even if he was feeling down he would put on this carefree persona and keep his real emotions locked away in his heart.

"Y/N-chan." Mikey stammered between sobbs, "Do you not love me anymore? What did I do wrong?"

You frowned at his words, "What are saying?"

"You and, you and Ken-Chin are cheating on me behind my back. Was my love not enough?" Mikey choked on his words.

"What?" Now you were even more confused than ever.

"What is this?" Mikey shoved the phone in your face. You gave him a confused glance before looking down at the phone screen. As you read through the texts your temperature highed and a eye twitched.

You gave his head a smack to knock some sense into his thick skull, "Manjiro you dumbass. This is not my phone but Emma's. Our phone probably got switched."

Mikey.exe stopped working.

"Oh!"

The smack seemed have worked because the next moment a big ass smile appeared on his dumb face, "You are not cheating on me with Ken-Chin?"

"No."

"And you love me?"

"Yes but now I'm doubting if I should."

"Oh! Come on. You love me. You can't live without me." Mikey wrapped his arm around you, pulling you in a hug and making you nose slam on his hard chest.

"Ow. Manjiro you dumbass." You punch his side, which made little to no impact on him, before you also hug him back.

One thing you realised was 'sick Mikey is dumb mikey.' because if Mikey was okay then things would have been much more chaotic and Draken would have been six feet under the ground. Doesn't matter how much Mikey loves or cares for him.

© 𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐔𝐒-𝐍-𝐋𝟎𝐕𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to LOTUS-N-L0VE. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

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[lovers-in-love-around-the-world]

jealous TR men

Warning: jealousy, cursing,

Paring- Rindou x reader, ran x reader, Sanzu x reader, Mikey x reader, baji x reader, chifuyu x reader, kazutora x reader, Koko x reader, inui x reader, Draken x reader

Rindou-

Omg this boy.

He's something else sometimes

Can be a pain in the ass

He will just glare at the person that is making him jealous.

He won't say anything or do anything

He just would stand behind you with his arms crossed, staring down the person.

If the person doesn't leave from under his glace well he would just flip the person off and grab you arm and pulls you away.

He won't say anything

If you ask if he is jealous he will just roll his eyes, not saying anything and continues to walk with you.

Ran-

He's patient. He can wait till the person is done talking to you and things because he knows in the end you're with him and not the other person.

Now if they put their hands on you. Well you see. That's a different story.

He doesn’t mind pulling you away while giving the person a nasty glare.

Or giving the person a broken arm.

Matters where they put their hands on you.

But in all he is super patient till they make you super uncomfortable or touch you. Those two things cross the lines and he doesn’t mind beating someone up because of it.

Sanzu-

He's not patient like Ran. Not at all. He is probably the least patient out of everyone on this list, Baji close to him.

But he wouldn’t mind coming behind you and glaring down the person till they leave

Now if the person is feeling brave and the will to die

Then he doesn’t mind beating the person up

Now you might want to calm him down or at least try to.

Mikey-

He overall is pretty patient. He will glare at the person and that's kinda it.

Or he will try to get you to go somewhere else or get your attention on him or something else.

He honestly wouldn’t want to get too violent with the person but if he does cross a line he might just lose a finger or two. Or maybe an arm.

Whichever mikey says that should be cut off.

Baji-

Like Sanzu, he's really not patient.

He will talk to Chifuyu about it, if Chifuyu is there (most likey is) Chifuyu would try to calm him down

But if the person does cross a line all hell breaks loose and he will grab you, curse at the person, and walk away.

He will finish this later but he doesn’t want you to see or anything.

Chifuyu-

He's kinda inbetween.

I mean he trusts you and everything so it's not like that or anything

He just doesn’t trust the person talking to you.

Will send Baji on them if needed. (he would join with Baji)

Then he would want to be able to have some time with you to make him feel better.

Kazutora-

Oh my. This baby boy.

He would cry when you guys aren't in public or after everything happened.

He would just watch you guys before going over to you guys and hugging you from behind and hiding his face.

More like he just does not want anyone to know he is close to crying.

Please give him love so then he doesn’t get the wrong idea that you want someone else.

Koko-

He would pay the person to leave you alone

He would do that in private

Doesn’t want you to see

Now after that if the person doesn’t stay away well he has his ways of making the person stop.

But he will buy you more presents then normal so then you would still stay with him and no one else.

Tell him he doesn’t need to do that and that he is enough.

So scared of losing you just like-

Inui-

Like Ran and Chifuyu

He trusts you and he knows you're with him in the end so he doesn’t fear.

But if the person crosses a line or something they will be on the ground in seconds. He will not tolerate that.

He then turns around to look at you and starts walking away telling you to come on.

Draken-

He…I guess it matters what's going on.

I mean if you guys are just talking he will go behind you and wrap an arm around you and listen in.

If you ask what he's doing he will just say that he is interested in what you guys are talking about.

Now if the person crosses the line well he doesn’t mind kicking them in the gut and then walking away and asking you what you want to do or just continue doing what you guys were doing.

[usagikookiejams]

THEIR DAUGHTERS GETTING LOVE LETTER FROM BOYS

Haitani Ran, Sano Manjiro, Haruchiyo Sanzu

Haitani Ran

Pitter-patter pitter-patter footsteps could be heard coming from the kindergarten hallway. Ran smiled brightly once noticing the pigtails of his daughter. 'Dadaaa!' squealed his daughter (Fuyumi) while running to him. 'How was school, darling?' he asked while fixing her bangs. 'Today was awesome! I got a present!' 'Ohh? What is it that you got?' 'This chocolate!' she said while shoving the chocolate to her dada. Ran got curious as he saw a tiny letter attached to the wrapper. He softly took it and read the content. His face reddening in anger and jealousy. 'What is this, darling?' 'A love letter from Makito-kun hehe!' Ran could see how Fuyumi is having heart-eyes right now making him a tad bit more jealous, 'Noo! You promised you won't accept love letters from anyone until you are much older!' 'What do you mean?! I am older now! I am five!!' He could only sigh at her response, not knowing how to lecture her when she was looking all cute with those puppy eyes. 'I will tell Uncle Sanzu's son that you got a new guy. You know how he promised to marry you when you guys are old enough, right?' Fuyumi widened her eyes and begged her father not to tell on her, afraid that the said lil man will accuse her of 'cheating' on him. Lol, Ran could only smile to himself, if this is the trick to let his daughter be with him a lil while longer, then so be it. Only then will he be able to cherish every milestones before she is finally growing up ♡

Sano Manjiro (Mikey)

Mikey currently was having a nap in the living room before heading back to the headquarter. A few minutes passed by before he heard the front door being opened and the yelling of his daughter (Hikari) calling out his name. 'Manjiro! Manjiro!' she yelled before stopping when noticing that her dad was currently laying on the sofa. She grinned before jumping on top of him, 'Ooff!' Mikey was fully awake now, being forcefully awaken by his dear daughter. 'Hey honey, you know you gotta be more respectful and call me 'dada' instead of by my name,right?' Mikey said while kissing her forehead. Hikari look at him confused, 'But aren't you Manjiro? My dada, Manjiro?' Mikey was about to reply when suddenly you barged into the room lol. 'MANJIRO!! LOOK AT THIS!!' he then sighed to himself, 'Babe!! You gotta stop calling me 'Manjiro' in front of her ya know, she followed your words and actions' he feigned sadness. 'Opps sorry love! Btw, look at this' you showed him the love letter which he then took to read. 'Omg! Is he handsome baby?!' he asked Hikari that was now on his lap. 'Yes! He got blue eyes and brown hair!! He is so handsome!' 'Handsome than me?' 'Ah ye- uhmm wait-' she stopped her words, knowing that it will only make him sad 'idunno...' she said softly. 'I can't hear you baby, can you repeat that for me?' 'I guess he is handsome...but you are more handsome than him! I promise!' she chuckled awkwardly while looking at you for help. 'Ohhh is that so? Hmm I dunno baby, perhaps I will come to your school tomorrow and find him myself, how about that?' 'NO!' she said panickedly, knowing that it won't end up with happy ending. Mikey just laughed light-heartedly and nodded his head. Hmm let just do that later on, but she don't need to know about it. This is just to ensure her safety you know *wink eye, wink eye*

Haruchiyo Sanzu

Sanzu was now in front of the school gate, before noticing that his daughter (Arumi) was holding hands with a musty-looking boy. Sanzu almost threw up at the sight before hurriedly walking to retrieve his beloved daughter. 'Hey baby! You look cute as always!' Sanzu picked up his daughter before walking off. 'Wait dada!! He wants to give me something!' Sanzu could only sigh and look back at the boy, 'What is it you wanna give to Arumi?' 'Here...' the boy blushed before he gave him the letter to pass to Arumi. Before Arumi could say thank you, Sanzu had first read the content and ended up scolding the boy, telling him off and how he will not be suitable for his beloved, pretty, and cute Arumi. The boy could only cry while nodding his head, before cleaning his snot with his sleeve and running to the other direction. Sanzu smiled proudly before looking at Arumi who was now having enraged eyes, 'I am reporting this to mommy! You are being mean for no reason!' she nagged at him, explaining how he just wanna be her friend but Sanzu was being too overprotective. Whatever, Sanzu just laughed at her blabbering, knowing damn well that he could not deny the fact that he is overprotective towards her. Who cares? She is his daughter, and he loves her as much as he loves you! And wants to protect her as much as he can, be it from a guy, a snotty boy, whoever!

[mikeysbabygirl]

                 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒑𝒂

Warning : explicit smut, age gap, sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamic, pet names, gun play in Yakuza Mikey's part, dom!reader in some parts, the boys doing so well for you...

Summary : there's a new app to find a sugar daddy, how about they find your profile?

Featuring: Ran Haitani, Wakasa Imaushi, Kokonoi Hajime, Sano Manjiro, Kakucho Hitto.

Let's get started, shall we ?

𝑹𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 : (Bonten TL)

Ran was the first one to get the app, surprising, isn't it ?

He'd tried many of their sugar babies before, and he was quite satisfied with them. Well, they might be a little clingy when everything's over, but ladies tend to be that way with him.

And one day, your profile picture just popped. It has just been created, you were new, and young, student loans probably. Somehow, there was just something... endearing, about your innocent smiling face, a shot taken by your iphone camera rather than hiring a photographer to flatter all your angles, like everyone else.

-" Um, Hi ! " He couldn't help but curl a smile, the contrast between your virtuous face, and the devilish dress you were wearing had him already deep into it. " I'm here for the... sex? No- that's not what I mean ! " He raised his eyebrows seeing the heat rising to your face, so that dirty world didn't drained you of your colors yet ?

-"I'm here to offer... You know what ? I'm your sugar baby. "

Yes, there was just you, your doe-like eyes and your clumsiness, and suddenly, he was trapped in a pink haze, drowning in a gaze.

-" This way, just this way. Go 'head, you doing... Damn great, princess. " He praised, grip tightening around your hair whilst you bobbed your head up and down. That knot in his stomach, already tight, exploded when he shifted his eyes toward your flustered face.

-" Fucking look at you, taking daddy's cock like the best slut I've had. " He was a goner as soon as your teary, big eyes fluttered those wet eyelashes to look at him, and suddenly, he came with no warning, too quickly for the first time in ages, in bliss watching his white seeds leaking from your glossy lips.

What a pretty flower, so obedient, always ready to drop whatever plan you had for a call from him.

What a venomous snake hidden in.

Yes Ran liked to hold his pretty little thing in front of everyone, make his prey sit still and pretty on his lap.

-" Show 'em, baby. " His fingers digged deeper in your waist above him, surely talking about Rindou and Haru, sitting, wide-eyed, lusting in the booth across from yours. " Show 'em why I can't get ya outta my head. " His eyes were deep engrossed in the way your small hole sucked him in, head thrown back, Ran drove a cloud, letting go of the wheel for the first time and letting you take the lead.

But you couldn't care less, if he showed you off like a trophy in the night, you let him think he pulls the strings. Because in the morning, you wrap those around his neck, and he'd wake up suffocating in an empty cold bed.

-" no strings attached, your words. Daddy. " you tease from under his bigger body. His eyes fall on your naked chest, golden necklace of his name he bought for you. He knew you only wore it around him, but Ran liked the pain, the denial.

And for once, Ran lost the race. He didn't left the first, so he came second.

-" Such a whore..." His thrusts were relentless, and you think it's the third time you might cum, with him having you in a matting press. " Three different men, how come this pussy's even this fucking tight?"

And he heard you, under your moans, uttering something like " you never said I couldn't have another". And watched his smirk getting scarier, towering above you, his hand wrapped around your neck.

-" Aw, didn't I ? What a shame. " He cooed, lust and jealousy equally running in his blood. His pussy, his baby, how come would you even let some other loser taste that ?

- " Then watch me show you who owns this body. Let's see who'll dare touching Ran Haitani's bitch, 'kay baby ? "

𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒊𝒓𝒐 (Yakuza tl) :

C'mon, it's Mikey we're talking about. He's not particularly fond of sex anyway. He is the man without a shadow, no one knows for sure is he an actual person, or just another name behind a smoking gun.

It's his Yakuza era, Mikey pulls the strings of his mafia behind super boarded up doors, only Kisaki knows the keys of.

So when Kisaki stumbles on your profile on a random day, he thinks he got the perfect gift to unwind his terrorizing boss.

You felt like a little knight in front of a thorned kingdom, standing in front of the sitting Yakuza boss, in your white lingerie. His dark hues bored into your body absentmindedly, another pretty face, another empty face.

Then the cute little knight is grazing her fingers over the thorns, and you're kissing him with your hands cupping his cheeks as passionately as if you've known him since years. And he thinks you taste sweet, and now he's really into it, hands around your waist.

And now you're ready to sink his intimidating length inside you, he doesn't even know why, but he lets you take his hands in yours, intertwine your fingers together as he fills you up, and his head's empty.

Just your small hands in his big ones, just the bulge in your tummy from him, your head in his neck and your tears he could feel.

Dizzying, indeed.

He watched you, that night, sleeping with your arms around him. Why were you so touchy? Didn't they warned you, outside that room, to leave as soon as you're done ? But most importantly, why was he allowing this ? Why were you even breathing again, your hair tickling his chest ?

And when the morning came, he watched you getting ready to leave, just like anyone else.

And there he was, frozen by the kitchen, staring as you fought with the pancakes you were trying so desperately to not burn.

-" Sit down, it's almost ready. "

Just who did you think you are, giving orders ? And as if you felt the need to ask something, you flashed a glow dripping smile over your shoulder, and just for a second, he sees mornings,confort, Emma, breakfasts, family, home.

Not bad, he thinks, munching on the pastry. But Mikey's a man of few words, and he gets slightly frustrated by your expectant shiny eyes on him. Intimidating, he doesn't even dare to think it through, but you're the slightest bit overwhelming, intimidating.

-" Overcooked. " He throws the word as a stone at you, expecting you to bleed but not to laugh, moving to sit on his lap. For a second he's at a loss of words, while you lean to lick the cream on the corner of his lips.

-" Well I'm not paid to cook, but to fuck " you shrug, Mikey thinks... He doesn't even think anymore. Ethereal, the noiselessness in his mess of a mind is deafening, so much that he can't overcome it.

Well, Kisaki isn't that surprised, few days after when his boss asks to see you again, considering how good your ratings were. What's surprising is that, he actually asks for you, by your own name.

-" Daddy, wanna cum " you're out of breath, sprayed for him on the bed, with the strong body of that Yakuza boss above you.

-" Then fucking do it. " Another roll of his tongue around your clit had your thighs shaking, he honestly doesn't know since when he turned into a giver, probably at the threshold of your holy entrance.

-" Lemme taste how sweet your lil pussy can be f'me ".

Things constantly change, time flies, but if there's a constant, it's your smile whenever you see him, it's the warmth of you above him in your sleep, it's the spark of worry he spots in your gaze everytime he's out for his shady activities. Not fear from him, but for him.

He swears it's not obsession, only tiptoeing on its edges, maybe. The way you digged yourself a small grave in his dead wastelands.

-" Manjiro..." Your eyes are filled with tears, his wicked demons like that. Pinning you to the wall, his tip kissing your cervix since so long, and it's not moving, just like the gun he's pressing right above your heart.

-" Did i ever gave you the permission to do that, love ?" He likes the way he could feel your pulse going insane under his lips grazing your neck. " Hm ? Did I said you could have other customers?"

Your eyes peer at the phone on the nightstand, you swear you just forgot to delete your subscription to that damn app, again and again. And now you're shaking under him, his gun pressed harder against your chest, his kisses even more passionate, the roll of his hips dizzying.

-" I'm gonna delete it... Now, I promise, 'Jiro, promise " you cry, clinging on his neck. " Just move, please, please, make me cum ".

And it's over devilish, the way the corner of his lips raise darkly, he shrugs.

-" If that's what my bitch wants... would never force you anyway".

He lies, dropping the gun as if it never existed.

𝑲𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒐 𝑯𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒐 : (Bonten TL)

Kakucho liked Ran. Ran was like an older brother for him, and he knew how much that one respected him.

Maybe the only thing he could ever blame him for, was how extra he was.

Antics like, offering him a subscription for a " sugar baby " app for his birthday.

Ran was standing next to the pretty girl, younger than both of them, obviously. And Kakucho thought about refusing his friend's offer, although the girl was undeniably beautiful, he was nowhere near into those kinks.

-" Just let go man " Ran suddenly tapped his back, making him startle. " Go 'head, princess " he as well pushed you against Kakucho's torso. " Get ma man's dick wet ".

See ?extra...

But if Kakucho could say anything, he would probably talk about how cute you were, with that heat rising to your cheeks.

After the awkward uncle Sam ( aka Ran) left both of you alone, you've been finally able to find back your words. Kakucho seemed dry on his edges, but he actually just needed some few laughter from you to relax, taking part in the conversation.

At some point, it was always about inches. Just one more, just a little more. Between your two faces, your hands brushing against each other, pair of eyes locking, time stops, blurs, and suddenly you're in his lap, sharing breath.

-" Just lemme do it" you whispered against his cheeks, he found it funny, your smaller hands trying to pin his bigger ones above his head.

And you kissed, oh god you kissed, as if you had loved him a thousand lifetimes ago. Kakucho's breath hitched like a teenager, as you kissed every inch of his face, every scar, and your mouth fell around his pectorals.

-" Shit, keep rubbing on my cock, angel " he grunt from under you, trying desperately just not to pin you down on the bed and fuck you relentlessly.

Sun rises, nights turned into lazy mornings, and those ones left place to movie nights, to breakfasts and cuddles, he liked for your laughter to fill his big for nothing house.

Now, Kakucho knows it's probably just a role you're playing, for the pretty dresses he'd leave for you on his bed, for the dinners in fancy restaurants, and for your loans that left by the window as soon as he stepped in your life.

But he also knew your whispered "pretty boy" while kissing every flaw of him, he knew the erratic heart beats of yours when his head would lay on your chest.

And everytime he promises he's not falling.

Tearing his eyes away from your ravishing sight, twisting in your bedsheets, standing next to you with a hand in your hair. He swears it's the last time. It's all about money, all about sex.

But the sun sets, and in his living room, you'd be glowing incandescent. A heart robbing smile.

-" missed you daddy " you'd greet, standing up, eyes making love to him before your lips even could.

He's not gonna fall, " it would be fucked up to fall", he tells himself.

Then you're grabbing his calloused hand in yours, intertwining your fingers together, and he finds himself staring at both your hands, fire rising in his guts as you drag him toward the bedroom. You fail to hear him mutter.

-"... I'm fucked up... "

𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆 : ( Bonten TL)

At some point, Kokonoi think he hadn't known anything else than those sugar daddy/sugar baby relationships.

He considered his time too precious to lose on building a strong, healthy relationship. Those things take time, and that he had not.

Now sure he would sometimes think about something... More true, something not hanging on his black card. But years pass by,paperwork piles up on his desk, and finding true love is just... Something for another day.

Kokonoi watches with amusement your eyes widening, he thinks it is somehow cute that your face was so easy to read. The room was bigger than any place you have ever been, the ladies and gentlemen wore dresses and suits you've only seen in the most marvellous fairytales.

And he thinks, by the way, you should not even be amazed by that, considering how the dress he brought you makes you look, considering what you make his body feel.

Somehow, everyone either smiled or bowed at you, some kind of respect you never thought would be directed toward you. Important figures and influencing men and women surrounded you from everywhere, the ballroom giving the impression of a whole royalty around you restricted your breath.

-" I don't think... I don't belong here " your eyes found his in a panicked expression, your new customer tightened his arm around your waist, leaning slightly toward you to brush his lips against your ear.

-" it's part of the deal, princess. You need some money, and i need something pretty on my arm for the night " he flashes a grin that, along with his words, makes your eye color deepen. Something pretty to show off... His words manage to drown your previous anxiety under a raging fire.

Right, if that's what he wants.

And he must admit, you behaved pretty well that night. Politely greeting everyone coming toward you two, throwing stunning smiles and laughing at unfunny jokes. For a first time, he was proud you did it like a boss.

Just as he was thinking you were taking too long in the restroom, his phone rang with the sound of a text he just received. He excused himself toward some business partners and as soon as he opened the said text, his hand froze on the phone.

His eyes silently stared at your right arm, holding your naked tits while the left one held the phone. The way the nude was taken was almost artistic, he almost wouldn't have recognized the backseat of his Aston Martin. Damn, he didn't even felt your hand in his pocket stealing his keys.

As much as he tried to ignore that blaze taking place in his lower abs, he could not ignore the next texts coming again and again. Your thighs, your lips, then your pussy spread on his backseat, as if the glistening was calling for him.

- " Just... Fuck, keep doing this, need this. Need this so fucking much... "

He was a moaning mess on the driver's seat, silver strands falling around his handsome, thrown back face whilst his hand was buried deep in your hair.

Your eyes never left his once, as you were taking his length even deeper. And honestly he wondered how you still didn't choked around him, but everytime your tongue rolls over his tip, purposely hollowing your cheeks, this man loses a new spark of sanity.

With a loud pop, you let go of his shaft and he was about to complain, yet his eyes fell on your pretty face, glossy wet lips and teary doe eyes, he's left speechless for the first time.

-" What a shame, the classy, sassy Kokonoi Hajime, doing such a thing in his car... "

Honey coated voice dripping poisoned proses, he was mesmerized by the fierce look on your eyes, and soon breathed a heavy grunt when you took his dick in your smaller hands.

-" what would these aristocrats say if they saw you... Hm ? " You asked, making him buckle his hips in your hands when your thumb ran over his tip.

-" Stop the tease or I fucking swear-"

-" If they saw your pretty thing sucking you like a damn cock slut ?"

Pathetic, it felt so bad to feel so good.

-" love, for fuck's sake... "

Your dirty sinful words wrapped in a kiss on his tip almost brought him to his peak. Koko knows you're enjoying it, having the big, infamous Hajime Kokonoi panting between your hands, so messy, almost pathetic... A whining man.

-" Go ahead, tell me what you need. Daddy, tell your good girl what you want her to do with your pretty cock "

On your knees for him, you rest your chin on his naked thigh, giving a loving stare that he sincerely hopes won't be engraved in the thin walls of his mind for a whole lifetime.

And as Koko watches you, the beautiful stranger that got a man as important as him playing Russian roulette with his reputation, risking getting caught in such a position anytime-

He thinks he might need to call you back.

His hand tightens around your hair, bringing your mouth closer to his tip.

-" Then show daddy how fucking good you can really take dick".

He thinks the other day might have finally came.

𝑾𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒂 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊 : (OG timeline)

Why would he even need such an app ? He has ladies, come on-

-" Don't go crying o'mme now, you were begging for my dick, better take it like a bitch".

Or maybe he does ?

His sharp edges might appear mysterious, appealing, yet the girls he "dated " always seemed to somehow end up offended by his rough, careless manners.

And he truly thinks Takeomi's idea is pathetic, why would he need such an app ? And dating younger girls, in addition, he knows he's so gonna wreck them...

-" Hi, are you Wakasa-kun ?"

Leaning on the doorframe, he throws away his cigarette, judgmental stare on you. You do fail to notice the interest sparkling there.

Frail, cheerful, goody-goody look, it's gonna be funny watching that one run away scared, he thinks.

-" am I scaring you, angel ?" His deep voice asks, followed by the sound of the ties he wrapped around your wrists all to the bedframe. Something in his chest lights up at the sight of your little smile while you shake your head from left to right. Wakasa realizes there, he truly wants you, your hesitant moves but constant eyes, your trembling lips and confident smile, your hell of a curves and angelic face, standing on the threshold of hell, ready to dance with the devil.

Swimming in an ocean of lust, drowning almost, though he was the one riding, Wakasa threw his head back, breathless.

-" Fuck, now you clenchin' so damn tight on me... Think i'm obsessed with this pussy. You good baby ? You with me ?"

He could think the rough pace his hips set up would've sent you to overdrive, he could think the ties leaving red marks on your wrists, or the bruising grip of his hands around your waist would've scared you away, but-

-" 'm so close... Don't you stop, daddy, give it to me, I... I need it !"

His pupils in the dark dilated, biting his lip, Waka' grabbed your hair to pull your face up, closer to his, roughly claiming your lips until he needs to inhale.

-" You sure 'bout that, princess ? Want me to go all in ? To dick you dumb on my cock ? " He teases, rolling his hips to give you some friction. He didn't miss how tightly you pull on your ties, desperately chasing more, leaking on him, a low chuckle leaves his pretty lips. " So messy... Such a good slut, where have you been all this fuckin' time ?"

Now that he knows someone down there would take him raw, that someone wants his unhinged side, he truly goes all in.

Wakasa gives you his deepest thrusts, his meanest words, most passionate kisses, and have you squirming and tightening around his length until you're coming undone with him, both collapsing on each other, panting, absent mindedly staring at each other's soul.

You don't know what's next, and he doesn't remember the last time he did it, yet after undoing your ties, his calloused fingers fly to your sweaty forehead, brushing your hair locks away from your eyes.

-" lemme keep looking at this pretty face" he whispers against your lips, pressing his body to yours and sighing.

Yes, Wakasa Imaushi is what you could call a freak. But once the monster finds someone to share his nights with, he also shares his morning glory...

You gasp, feeling yourself being lifted from the bed into his strong toned arms. Wakasa holds you in, princess-like while taking the bathroom's direction, you stare at him, questioning.

-" What's in it for you ?" You tilted your head to the side questioningly after he gently-almost too gently for Wakasa Imaushi- placed your body in the bathtub and started running some warm water for you.

-" Hm ?" He feigns ignorance, eyes focused on something else.

-" I mean, I'm payed for this. You paid me, you don't have to do any of this, customers usually don't-"

And suddenly, you can't talk anymore, your face being cupped in his big hand, you look at him surprised, big eyes into his as he's smirking, leaning toward you.

-" Shhh, I know, i know, princess. " His finger gently rubs your lower lip, lavender gaze trailing on them before coming back to your eyes, a serious expression on his face. " But you did so good to me, lemme make it right, yeah ? Daddy's gonna heal your bruises ".

That night, and another, and a thousand other butterflies in your tummy, you discover, and Wakasa too, that a freak, a mean dom, such an unhinged monster can with the kiss of his princess turn into a king, an aftercare king.

[bluerskiees]

Mental illness — Tokrev incorrect quotes

Mikey: Isn't mental illness weird? It's buy one, get seven free.

Izana: I didn't even want one, the orphanage director made me buy it.

Y/N: Mine was a family heirloom.

[znitsamluv]

𝐈'𝐦 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 !

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 . Pt.1

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐳 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 <3

Warnings : some swearing ig ?

•Mikey

° Mikey is usually busy with his business with Bonten and is hardly home but when he is there he makes sure he is giving his full attention to his family especially your son .

• It was dinner time and Mikey noticed you and s/n exchanging looks before you started talking.

° " s/n wanted to ask you something since last week but you were busy " the look you were giving Mikey made him immediately know that if he refused what was going to be said he will be in deep shit .

° " I have a big game tomorrow and I wanted you to be there to watch... But if you are busy I understand" Mikey's heart sank the moment he saw s/n eyes look slightly sad as if he was expecting a rejection, Mikey had an important meeting with Bonten tomorrow but he won't risk losing any more time away from his family.

° that's how Bonten ended having the meeting in the Stadium of the match 💀 They all wore normal clothes and caps but that didn't cover for the fact that they were literally talking about criminal business beside normal citizens .

° whenever s/n score Mikey would smile warmly and clap elegantly and then side eye his colleagues to see if they were cheering along with him .

° the proudest father ever .

° better believe s/n is getting hella presents the second the match is finished.

• Sanzu

° loud af in the competition hall .

° might even bring a banner with your daughter's name to show his support while your daughter is melting from embarrassment 😭

° would get hella side eyes from families beside him from his funky hair color and obnoxious behavior but they all don't have the guts to say anything.

° a mother complained about his inappropriate language and ' abuse of swear words in front of innocent souls ' so Sanzu had to be held back by you and was petty af that he started swearing louder 😭

° He heard a mother call your daughter a crazy bitch after your daughter rocked her son's shit in the taekwondo match, he excused himself to the bathroom and spotted them and immediately held his gun to them .

° " call my daughter a crazy bitch again and I will show you who she got her craziness from , if I saw you again better believe you will be six feet underground, .... Consider this a promise "

° once the competition ended he was the first to run to her and pick her up to spin her around while telling her how amazing she did .

° would rub it in Ran and Rindou faces the day after in the office telling them how badass his daughter is and brag about her for the rest of the day.

• Kakucho

° Kakucho has all of your son's timetable in his office so he doesn't miss any moment even if he was busy he will squeeze a 20 minute between the work to at least drop your son off to his training.

° He loves asking his son how training went everyday and even though Kakucho is tired and his eyes are red from overworking and lack of sleep he still sit and listen to s/n rambles about how tiring the training was and how a teammate of his was rude .

° he asks Mikey for a free day before your son's important match everytime and he is always the first one to arrive at the match hall .

° the other families really like you and your husband and how you both raised your son so expect lots of greetings when you both arrive .

° before the match starts Kakucho excuses himself and goes to your son to give him some encouraging words .

° " Hey buddy , no matter the result me and your mother are very proud of you, you trained hard and I believe you will do amazing, as long as you play fairly I know you will win . Now go and show everyone who is s/n Hitto "

° Kakucho usually stands in a corner the majority of the match where he has a better vision of the match going on , he is always on the run if s/n falls or get hurt .

° Once your son scored the final goal that sealed the match he claps and proudly says with his whole heart for everyone to hear " That's my son!"

• Koko

° Koko is usually busy so he tries to at least be included in any way so he buys your daughter any training clothes she likes or equipment that will help her better , no matter the price he is going to pay .

° since your daughter plays tennis she has a bad habit of breaking her racquet after losing so Koko has a whole room full of expensive racquets so she can replace the one she broke .

° " The moment you see the one you are playing against is crying from losing make sure to take a pic for me "

° Koko has a whole album on his phone of your daughter posing while her rivals are crying in the background.

° He once had to take the rest of Bonten with him because he couldn't miss your daughter's important competition but he also couldn't dump his work .

° Better believe the whole place was filled with cheers and screams of encouraging words just for your d/n ( Koko told them whoever cheers the loudest will get a money raise ) .

° D/n was going to play against a boy so as an elegant girl she is she wanted a handshake for good vibes yk before the match.

° but the boy gave her a smirk and looked her up and down before laughing.

° Koko was boiling with anger but remained calm and crossed his legs watching his prideful daughter do what he told her " don't leave him till his is crying"

° D/n didn't have mercy she literally dominated the whole match not even letting them score a single ball , to the point he started crying and begging for an early end of the match.

° taking out her phone she snapped a photo before sending it to Koko who was in the crowd clapping proudly.

° Let's just say D/n was the main talk in the building of Bonten and in meetings for the next few weeks .

[3-dsimp]

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Hybrid rule 202: don’t touch the shark’s nose!

Shark hybrid! Manjiro x female reader

Cw: Praise, degradation, NFSW, monsterfuxking, overstimulation, breeding, usage of cunt, smonophillia, impregnation, fingering

🔞 MDNI/ NO AGELESS BLOGS🔞

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It was all your fault.

For looking like such a meal, that Mikey wanted to devour whole. He could smell your sweet ovulating scent from miles away. With Draken being busy with his mate, he’s lost all sense of rationality. And it didn’t help that he was already obsessed with you. From the very beginning when you stupidly hopped in the water knowing damn well you couldn’t swim.

Unfortunately for you He was in the mood to mess with some humans so he propped himself above the waters, just enough for his shark fin protrude out for you to see. Reaching out for your kinky puff balls in pure curiosity and the shark man couldn’t fathom what you did next, you actually managed to twist around to punch him hard in his nose. Taking him back in surprise from your strength and guts, from that day on you caught his interest as he was impressed by your brave foolish antics.

And soon enough he was caught in a fish trap, he couldn’t escape his obsession with you. Every time you stepped into the ocean just know he’d be right there with you, watching over your ever move. And eyeballing your tantalizing form, drifting aimlessly with the waves. Making him always twitch with the urge to just take you away, into his cave. So you could always be with him and keep his desires sated with just your mere presence.

Why did you decide to come swim in the ocean while you were ovulating? With such an alluring aroma that was like a big red sign indicating that you needed to be fucked like a slut. So could you really blame him for acting on his instincts that demanded he kidnap you and make you his mate? You’re the one who let his dark impulses run wild after all.

Mikey wasn’t in the right mentality due to you triggering his rut earlier than expected. He was a bit rough. Gingerly placing your limp body inside the shallow pool of water that went up to you stomach inside his cave. Noting that you’ve yet to come back to consciousness after he accidentally drowned you in his excitement.

But the fact that you were still breathing made him grow a sharp tooth grin. This means that he can continue right? Since you survived he could do whatever he wanted right? You were destined to be his mate after all so why wouldn’t he be able to. You were his the day he put his claim on you.

“Be a good little guppy n let me get you all wet for me mkay?”

Mikey panted huskily

Making his way down you body he made sure to leave his bite marks, hickeys, and harsh kisses littered all across your dark succulent skin. Stopping his pursuit when he’s reached what he’s been looking forward to making an absolute mess out of. His webbed fingers stuffing the bikini bottoms into your moist hole teasingly. Enjoying the little whimpers falling from your mouth as your sweet pussy that quivered underneath his imposing stare and his idle ministrations.

“You just wanted to be fucked huh? Look at how your pussy is clenching around your bikini, you’ll just settle for anything stuffing up your holes won’t you?”

He chuckled darkly

Feeling the suction of your greedy cunt trying to wrap around his finger encased inside your bottoms. He decided to pull the band back and let it snap back into your pussy lips, eliciting an whine of discomfort from his mates lips.

“Don’t worry guppy I’ll make you feel better with my pups soon”

Ripping off your swimwear with just the flick of his wrist he coerced his cock from his slit. Feeling the hefty weight of his thick long veiny dick, pulsing with the need to burrow itself in your guts. He wasn’t too far gone to not stretch you out carefully with his clawed fingers, making sure that you were gushing with fluids that completely soaked his hand.

Licking his hands clean of your juices, savoring the tangy sweet sensation on his tongue. That only made his eyes darken, with his mind going into overdrive thinking about all the filthy things he’d do to you. He couldn’t decide what to do first, but seeing how your body twitched in withdrawal from the fingering session he gave.

He was determined to give you more than you can handle, he wanted to see you break apart. Piece by piece so you’d belong to him heart, body, and soul. He toyed with your slick winking hole with his cock, lathering the fat mushroom tip of his dick with your quim. Before spreading your legs wide open with the meat of your plump ass facing him. Starting to slowly push inside you, inch by inch, girth by girth, vein by vein.

“Fucckkkk baby you’re just so tight for me”

He let out a moan as he lazily rocked his hips back and forth trying to cram in those last few inches inside your wet cavern. His dick oozed out precum from the feeling of your pussy clamping down tightly on his length. Locking in his hips tightly against your asschecks, savoring the feel of his body on and in yours.

With a snap of his pelvis he then began to fuck you into oblivion. The pace he set was fast, hard, and rough as he curled his claws tightly into the indents of your hips. As he thrusted deeply into your love canal the wet noises and the soft sounds of your waking surprised moans fueled him even more.

He hunched over you, and caged you in between his toned arms. Mobilizing to put his hips into full speed, as his dick started to ram into your cervix with the imminent need of getting you pregnant with his pups. Your womb was practically French kissing the tip that leaked his pre inside with every stroke his thick dick took inside your creaming cunt.

Pap! Pap! Pap!

Lewd fluids from the both of you contaminated the water, leaving it floating with the thunderous clap of your abused pussy crashing against his raging dick. He was close, he was reaching his breaking point. As he panted like a dog in heat, his complexion was flushed pink as he got drunk off your addicting pussy. That used his cock as it’s own personal fuck toy, by sucking it and squeezing harshly along his intruding length.

“I’m cumming guppy, we’re gonna have so many pups together”

With a growl through clamped teeth he successfully broke through the barrier of your cervix. Successfully stuffing his gooey tip inside and spraying his baby batter inside your womb. Overfilling it with his fresh load of cum with every involuntary twitch of his dick, until your cunt drooled with his white cream.

“Haaah Guppy you can’t waste my cum like this, it needs to stay inside you.”

Mikey whined

Begrudgingly pulling out with a wet pop, to stuff the baby batter back inside with the crown of his tip. Once he made sure that he gathered every bit of it on your entrance, he languidly crammed his softening cock back inside your cunt where it rightfully belongs.

[ssailormoonn]

Jealousy | Mikey (manjiro sano)

MASTERLIST ┊ tokyo revengers master list

WC; 3.4k+┊MDNI

TW┊fingering, oral, implied virgins (both reader and Mikey), aged up mikey 18+, +more

I walk into the confinement of my house and release a shaky exhale. I was supposed to eat today but I didn't want to not go Yukata shopping with Hina and Emma today, so I guess that It couldn't be helped. I knew someone was in my house and that someone was Mikey. He knows where the key to my house is hidden to get inside or he could just jump over the fence, it didn't really matter, but why was he here, I have no knowledge of that.

I know where he is, every time he sneaks into my house he lays on my bed, the bed that hasn't been slept in for years. I wash the sheets once every one to two weeks of course because it's disgusting and unhygienic to not do that. I have my friends staying over often so I have to keep the house clean.

I don't like it when people other than Mikey show up without my knowledge because of one simple fact, I have no food in the house. Why have food when I don't consume it? The only edible thing in the house is the bag of Taiyaki and Dorayaki that Mikey brings around every week to stick up so when he comes over he doesn't whine over being hungry.

My bedroom door was open, not to my surprise. I walk in and place the bag that contained my Yukata on my desk ignoring the fact that Mikey was watching my every move. I slip off my jacket and fold neatly fold it neatly onto my chair. I pull my chair out and take a seat, I open up my notebook and pull out the necessary chemicals needed for my next experiment. I pull the tray from the corner of my desk to me and gaze at the various chemistry jars and tools.

I hear an annoyed groan come from behind me, "Wifey!"

"Yes, 'Jiro?" I question getting the vials of sealed chemicals from the drawers of my desk.

"Can't you do that later?"

"I could."

Mikey's words reach my ears, laden with a mixture of longing and a hint of petulance. "Then come lay with me, I missed you," he says, his voice carrying a subtle pout that tugs at my non-existent heartstrings. The sound of my chair scraping against the worn wooden floor echoes through the room as I rise, unable to resist his plea.

soft glow of the room's ambient lighting from the moon casts an inviting aura, enveloping us in its gentle embrace. The scent of familiarity and comfort fills the air, mingling with the faint aroma of his cologne, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.

With each step, my heart quickens, mirroring the rhythm of my footsteps. The soft padding of my feet against the floor merges with the symphony of our shared anticipation. As I draw nearer, I can almost feel the magnetic pull between us, an invisible force that draws us together, erasing the distance that had separated us.

Finally, I reach him, and our eyes meet, locking in a moment of unspoken connection. He childishly opens his arms and without hesitation, I surrender to his invitation, allowing myself to be enveloped in his embrace.

As our bodies intertwine, a sense of completeness washes over me, as if all the missing pieces of my existence have finally found their place. The warmth of his touch against my skin ignites a fire within, melting away any lingering doubts or worries.

And so, we lay together, our bodies entwined, basking in the comfort of each other's presence. The world outside fades into insignificance as we lose ourselves in the tenderness of the moment, cherishing the connection that binds us. He's laid on his back with his arms wrapped under mine as my arms are wrapped around his neck. I lay half on his chest with one of my legs draped over his body.

"Wifey," He mumbles against my hair.

"Yeah," I sigh into his chest.

"Why'd you hang up on me?" The accusatory words pierce the air, catching me off guard. In response, my breath catches in my throat, causing a sharp intake of air. The suddenness of the question sends a jolt through my body, and I feel Mikey's grip tighten instinctively as if seeking reassurance in the face of tension.

The weight of the accusation hangs heavy in the air, casting a shadow over our intimate moment. I can sense the tension radiating from Mikey, his grip serving as a physical manifestation of his own unease.

Searching for words, I take a moment to steady myself, my mind racing to find an explanation that can bridge the gap between us. The room feels charged with an unspoken tension, the silence amplifying the weight of the question that hangs between us.

Finally, I find my voice, my words laced with a mixture of regret and sincerity. "I'm sorry," I say, my voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability. "It wasn't intentional. There was a sudden disconnection, and I didn't have a chance to call you back." The words spill forth, an attempt to convey my remorse and assure Mikey that my actions were not driven by any ill intent, even though that was a lie and I had to hang up because I didn't want to seem rude as I talked to Izana.

As I speak, I feel the tension in Mikey's grip begins to ease, his understanding slowly dawning. The atmosphere in the room shifts, the heaviness dissipating as a glimmer of understanding replaces it. In this moment of vulnerability and honesty, we find a path toward reconciliation, a chance to rebuild the connection that momentarily faltered.

And so, we remain locked in our embrace, the tightness of Mikey's grip gradually softening as we navigate the complexities of communication and forgiveness. The air, once charged with tension, begins to lighten, allowing us to move forward, hand in hand, with a renewed sense of understanding and empathy.

"You wanna come with me to the festival?"

"I'm already going with someone, sorry," I say guiltily, if I waited just a couple hours longer, or had I just said to Izana that I'd think about it.

"You should have known I was gonna ask you," Mikey says, his voice laced with a mixture of frustration and disbelief. A scoff escapes him, carrying a hint of hurt. "We always do things together. You're replacing me now. Who are you even going with?"

I feel a pang of guilt as his words sink in, realizing that I had overlooked the significance of our shared experiences. The weight of his disappointment hangs heavy in the air, intensifying the grip of his embrace. His hold tightens against me, and at that moment, a realization dawns upon me- is he jealous?

Taking a deep breath, I gather my thoughts, my voice gentle yet earnest. "This guy," I begin, my words measured, "he asked me while the three of us were on our way back." I pause, allowing the weight of my explanation to sink in, hoping that it will assuage his worries.

The silence hangs in the air with anticipation, as Mikey processes my words. His grip remains firm, but I sense a subtle shift in his demeanor, a flicker of vulnerability beneath his protective facade. It becomes clear that his jealousy stems from a fear of being replaced, a fear of losing the special bond we share.

With a newfound understanding, I reach out to him, my touch gentle yet reassuring. I lift my head from his chest and pull my body on top of his and I cup his face. "Mikey, you're irreplaceable," I say, my voice filled with sincerity. "No one could ever take your place in my life. You know that I will always follow you. What's happening at that festival with me and that guy means nothing."

In a swift motion, Mikey flips our positions, his hands firmly gripping my arms and pinning them beside my head. His hips straddle mine, creating an intimate closeness that sends a rush of heat to my cheeks, causing a blush to rise. I find myself captivated by his onyx eyes, their intensity drawing me in, as I gaze at him with parted lips.

The atmosphere crackles with a mix of emotions - desire, possessiveness, and a lingering trace of jealousy. It's as if the intensity of his emotions seeps into him, manifesting in his actions and the way he holds me. The weight of his body against mine, and the firmness of his grip, all speak of a passionate response to the surge of jealousy that had momentarily consumed him.

As our eyes lock, a silent understanding passes between us. In this moment, words become unnecessary, replaced by the unspoken language of desire and vulnerability. The air feels charged with anticipation, the tension between us palpable, as we navigate the complex dance of emotions.

I can sense the conflict within Mikey, the battle between possessiveness and the desire to trust. His actions speak of a need to assert his presence, to remind me of the connection we share. And yet, beneath the surface, I can also detect a vulnerability, a longing for reassurance and a deeper understanding.

As we remain locked in this intimate embrace, the tension begins to dissipate, replaced by a renewed sense of connection and trust. The jealousy that had momentarily consumed him now serves as a catalyst for deeper understanding and a reaffirmation of our bond. In this moment of vulnerability and passion, we find solace in each other's arms, forging a path forward with a newfound appreciation for the complexities of love and desire.

In an intense display of proximity, Mikey's face closes in on mine, his nose gently brushing against mine. The closeness of our breaths mingling sends a shiver down my spine, causing me to shakily release a breath I didn't realize I was holding. The electric current between us intensifies, and I can't help but feel a surge of desire coursing through my veins.

As the charged atmosphere envelops us, I find myself involuntarily rubbing my thighs together, seeking some form of relief from the sexual tension. The action doesn't go unnoticed by Mikey, and a mischievous smirk curls up on the side of his mouth. It's a knowing smirk, one that hints at his awareness of the effect he has on me.

But in an instant, the smirk fades, replaced by a dark and obsessive expression that takes over his eyes. It's as if a switch has been flipped, and his gaze becomes intense, fixated solely on me. The depth of his desire and possessiveness becomes palpable, sending a thrill of anticipation through my body.

In this moment, I can sense the raw intensity of his emotions, the overwhelming need to claim and possess. It's a heady mixture of passion and obsession, a primal instinct that drives him to assert his dominance and stake his claim. 

Mikey makes a possessive mutter that sends a jolt of electricity through the air, causing my breath to catch in my throat. His words hang in the space between us, heavy with desire and a hint of demand. I struggle to maintain composure, my voice trembling slightly as I respond.

"W-What?" I manage to utter, my voice barely above a whisper, betraying the mix of anticipation and uncertainty swirling within me.

His eyes, now filled with an intense determination, lock onto mine. The dark, obsessive motion within them intensifies, as if he's made up his mind and there's no turning back. The weight of his gaze feels almost tangible as if it's pressing against my skin, urging me to comply.

"You're going to prove it to me," he asserts, his voice laced with a possessiveness that sends shivers down my spine. The command in his tone leaves no room for negotiation. "Prove that you're mine. I want you to do it right now."

His words hang in the air, charged with a mix of dominance and desire. The intensity of his request leaves me momentarily stunned, my mind racing to comprehend the depth of what he's asking. It's a challenge, a test of my devotion and commitment to him.

As I search his eyes for any sign of leniency or doubt, I find none. The dark, all-consuming obsession that has taken hold of him leaves little room for negotiation or hesitation. I realize that he needs reassurance, a tangible display of my loyalty and love but he wouldn't mean having sex to prove it. Right? But, why do I want it so bad?

A surge of adrenaline courses through my veins, mingling with the desire that has been building between us. I take a deep breath, summoning the courage to meet his demands. It's a leap of faith, a surrender to the intensity of our connection.

With a mix of anticipation and nervousness, I slowly reach out, my trembling hand finding its way to his cheek. The touch is gentle, yet firm, a silent declaration of my commitment to him. As our eyes remain locked, I can feel the weight of the moment, the significance of this act of submission.

In this intimate exchange, I hope to convey the depth of my l devotion, to prove to him that I am his and his alone. It's a vulnerable yet empowering gesture, a testament to the trust we have built and the passion that binds us.

As our lips draw closer, the world around us fades into insignificance. In this moment of surrender, I am ready to prove my love, to show him that I am undeniably his, forever entwined in this intoxicating dance of desire and possession.

A gasp escapes my lips as Mikey's tongue boldly pushes past the barrier of my parted lips, ravaging my mouth with a hunger that ignites every nerve ending within me. The intensity of his kiss leaves me breathless, my senses overwhelmed by the raw passion that courses between us. I can't help but shamelessly moan in response to the electrifying sensation, a sound that escapes me without restraint.

In the midst of our passionate exchange, I manage to slip my legs from under Mikey's hips, instinctively wrapping them around his lower back. The action serves to draw him closer, our bodies aligning in a perfect fit, his pelvis lined up with my own, and the feeling of his hard against my seeping makes me whimper into his mouth  The heat radiating from his skin sears against mine, intensifying the already overwhelming connection we share.

With a reciprocating motion, Mikey presses his body flat against mine, melding us together in a seamless embrace. The weight of his presence envelops me, creating a sense of security and desire that is both exhilarating and comforting. 

As our tongues continue their passionate dance, exploring and claiming every inch of each other's mouths, the world around us fades into insignificance. Time seems to stand still, allowing us to revel in the intoxicating pleasure of this intimate moment. The taste of him, the feel of his lips against mine, it's a sensory overload that consumes my every thought.

Lost in the depths of our desire, I surrender to the sensations that ripple through my body. The friction of our bodies pressed tightly together, the rhythm of our breaths intermingling, it's a symphony of pleasure that resonates deep within me. There is no room for doubt or hesitation, only the overwhelming need to be consumed by the intensity of our connection.

I felt the grip on one of my arms loosen as his hands quickly settled under my shirt on my waist making me gasp and grind myself onto his hard causing him to let out a groan. His hand moves further and further up causing me to arch myself into him and whimper into him. He struggles to clip open my bra and I squirm out of the hold on my other arm and unclip it for him. 

He throws the bra somewhere in the confines of my room and his hand immediately moves his hand to squish the plush flesh and I moan into the heated kiss once more. Both my arms warp around his neck and the kiss becomes more messy and aggressive. 

Mikey's free hand moves below the waistband on my pants and we both struggle to get the material off of me and throw that somewhere in my room as well, he strips me of my underwear next and I hiss at the cold air hitting my bare pussy. 

His fingers slide down my slit and I instinctively try to close my legs but I couldn't because he has placed himself between them. "Fuck," He groans into my mouth, "So wet. Please let me touch you more. Can't take it anymore, Wifey."

"Please," I whimper out taking a breather from the kiss, and his fingers continue to play with my clit causing a string of moans to leave my mouth. His mouth has left mine and lifted my shirt with ease since my back is arched from the pleasure. My eyes flutter open and I see the sight laid before me, Mikey sucking on my breasts with his free hand holding my thigh up and the other playing with my sensitive clit.

"Fuck, ngh~ Manjiro," I whimper with one hand entangled within his hair and the other clenching the bed sheets with all my strength causing the material to rip.

"That's it, Wifey," He says in between sucks, "Keep on making those pretty noises for me, only me."

"Ngh!" I moan out when one of his fingers slipped inside my fluttering, drenched cunt. My head flings back in pleasure and the moans keep on slipping out and I can't help but grind my hips into his fingers. 

"You like that, baby," He praises against my skin.

"Mnph! Y-Yes," I moan. "Manjiro, Manjiro," I pant.

"What do you want, Wifey? Ah, Fuck you look so pretty," He groans.

"Wan'more, Manjiro," I slur, drunk of pleasure. He listened to my pleas and slid in another finger and I felt my insides tighten, he continued curling and pumping his fingers in and out of my soaked hole. My Moans and whimpers continued to fall shamelessly out of my mouth and after a few moments, I felt the most intense pleasure I'd felt in my life.

"Nghh!" I sob moaning, "Right there, f-fuck, Manjiro."

"Right there?" He says with a smug smile and pumps faster and faster until I feel the coil inside my stomach tighten and tighten until it can't anymore. He sucks harder onto and around the flesh of my breasts and that was enough to send me over the edge.

"I-I'm gonna come," I moan holding Manjiro.

"Doing so well for me, Wifey," He praises as I tighten against his fingers, "Come, Wifey. Do it for me."

I arch my back once more and moan at the feeling of the tightness in my stomach unraveling, I wince at the feeling of Mikey's fingers leaving my hole. My chest heaves from the over-exertion of the activity. My legs fall from Mikey's lower back. 

As the bed dips beside me, I feel the warmth of Mikey's presence enveloping me. Without hesitation, he pulls me into a tight embrace, his arms encircling me protectively. The strength of his hold provides a sense of security and comfort that I've longed for, melting away any lingering tension or worries.

In the soft glow of the room, I nuzzle myself into the inviting curve of his chest, finding solace in the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. The rise and fall of his breath against my skin lulls me into a state of tranquility as if his very presence has the power to soothe my restless soul.

Mikey's voice, barely above a whisper, reaches my ears as he murmurs words of praise and affection. "You did so well for me, Wifey," he says, his voice filled with genuine admiration and gratitude. The tenderness in his tone resonates deep within me, reinforcing the bond we share and reminding me of the love that exists between us.

As I nestle closer to Mikey, surrendering to the embrace of his arms, a wave of tranquility washes over me. The gentle rise and fall of his chest against my cheek becomes a lullaby, lulling me into a peaceful slumber. For the first time in a long while, I find myself drifting off to sleep, knowing that I am safe in his embrace.

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MASTERLIST

tokyo revengers master list

This was a smut that is apart of my Tokyo revengers fanfiction on wattpad! (this smut is still in my drafts, so this is a sneak peak of it, this is chapter 10 of my tr fic) if you would like to read the story, it is here

[lotus-n-l0ve]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐐𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

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Y/N : Why are you crying?

Mikey : *fat deku tears rolling down his cheeks* you don't love me anymore.

Y/N : *frowning* what?

Mikey : *shows Y/N the lovey-dovey text exchange with Draken in her phone*

Y/N : *smacks his head* that's not my phone dumbass. That's Emma's.

*Mikey.exe stopped working*

Mikey : *sperkling eyes* so you still love me?

Y/N : I'm doubting my decision.

Mikey : Oh you love me. Now come here and give a hug.

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Taken from this post.

[milkywaydrabbles]

anything nsfw (or sfw idm) with mikey and a taller reader? or any other tr boys? no sub!reader please

A/N: I hope this is what you were looking for! I did both SFW and NSFW it was v fun. However if you'd like a m!reader or gn!/reader please let me know! I'll also do it for any other requested TR boy ty mwuah

Mikey x Tall!Reader

Lord the way Mikey would have had her head if they didn’t grow up together. She was always a cocky little shit on being taller than him--and seeing eye to eye with Draken. She’d been friends with him, Shinichiro and Emma your whole life. She used to be so small and shy and cute--what happened?

It felt like from one day to the next she grew in her own skin, having an awkward growth spurt as a teen and looking like a newborn giraffe learning how to walk for the first time. Always nervous to talk to boys and girls--the boys would look at her like some kind of freak, and the girls would simply make fun of her for her height. ‘How will you ever get a boyfriend if you’re so tall?’

Mikey was always there for her afterwards, make sure she knew that he still liked her a lot even if she was taller than him.

And then the years passed, and Mikey changed, and she changed too. Except now, Mikey was the leader of Bonten, one of the most dangerous gangs in the country and she was, well, a new executive climbing the ranks. No longer the shy, scared little girl, she was just as ruthless as the rest of them.

And all the while, by Mikey’s side no matter what. She was cocky, but respectful in front of the rest of them. Honestly the rest of the execs just thought you were a childhood friend and nothing more--much like Sanzu.

But what they didn’t know was that she’d joke and prod at Mikey behind closed doors. He was a ruthless leader, but with her he’d turn back into a kid, scowling at the way she’d hold things over his head (literally!). 

“I can fire you.” He’d start. “I can fucking kill you. You know that right?” throwing daggers her way when he scowls, arms crossed. She’d simply snort and say “You could. But then you’d be bored when you’re alone wouldn’t you?” She’s right.

Imagine the shock of the rest of the execs when Mikey ‘accidentally’ drops the ball during an interrogation mission. Rats were found smuggling drugs out from underneath them to make a quick buck and Mikey was personally there, front and center to get info. Of course, he wasn’t the one doing the torture, he’s too good for that. She stood behind him with a stone cold face, that could bring most of the men in the room to their knees. But the assholes who were caught kept egging her on like she couldn’t hold her own. Like a woman shouldn’t be in the ranks at all.

“You’ll do well to not insult my girl like that.” It didn’t go unnoticed, Sanzu and Rindou glancing at each other for a moment but thinking nothing of it--you were an executive, he could just be talking like you were his in the same way the rest of the execs were under his command. 

They kept sneering, until they realized she was the one doing the torture and not the usual suspect of Sanzu. It was gruesome and honestly one of the worst cases of torture they’d seen, but all the information was extracted. Which means she turned into their executioner, pulling a glock out from its holster underneath your shirt and putting a bullet between their eyes. The silence was deafening, only Mikey laughing to himself and raising her hand to his lips with a quiet ‘that’s my girl’ and a kiss to the back of her hand.

The next meeting the execs had (that Mikey wasn’t a part of) turned into a madhouse.

NSFW: 

Mikey was always one to want to stay in control, but he had his work cut out with her. She was so good at keeping him underneath her, practically whimpering at the way she would tease his cock with her fingers, with her mouth, with her pussy. 

“You’re such a good boy, Mikey.” She’d coo, fingers slowly wrapping around his erection and pumping at a snail’s pace; teasing. “Coming home to me after such a busy day.” She leaned down and gave the head of his dick a kiss, holding his hips down so he can’t buck them up into her face. “Are you going to let me take care of you, baby boy?” He nodded, breath shaky as he exhaled, “Y-yes, please.”

She used her height to her advantage, push up bras and plunging necklines her best friend to tease him even in the office. She just had to lean only a little bit, pretending to lean down and read whatever it was he had in his hands before Mikey was panting like a dog begging her to let him fuck.

She’d sit down on his desk, short skirt and pumps that made her legs look even longer, spreading her legs ever so slightly so he could see the pretty lacy panties she’d been wearing. Mikey would get on his knees ready to eat that pretty pussy, only for her heel pressed against his chest to stop him (and he was still so far away, fucking long legs). You know that one scene of Wolf of Wall Street? Very much that.

Whenever  they fuck she’s very much on top, bouncing on his lap for her pleasure only. And if he cums before she’s ready to stop? Well Mikey better get used to overstimulation quickly, she’s not done yet.

[ausylusy]

Manjiro stealing izana's gf nsfw

hello, i know its been quite some months since you requested this anon but its finally here. I apologize for being so late lmao but its here and I hope you enjoy this!

There may be some grammar incorrections in the story but english isnt my first language so I apologize in advance!

~MR. STEAL YOUR GIRL~

Sano Manjiro/Mikey × reader!

Warnings: kitty eating

18+!!!

Despite being together for quite some time, Izana's abusive behavior would take a toll on the fragile relationship between him and you. Izana's lack of attention and affection could be seen as a form of abuse, harming you by leaving you constantly feeling ignored, neglected, and unworthy of being loved. This could have long lasting effects on your self-esteem, making you feel like nothing more than a mere object for his pleasure.

You feels alone, isolated, and ignored by Izana. You sit next to a lake and look out into the dark waters, contemplating your life and relationship. As you stare, you begins to doubt whether it is even worth trying to save the relationship. You think to yourself, maybe it would be better to just walk away, to seek a fresh start....

You decided to go to Manjiros house. You trusted Manjiro more than anyone. You feel comfortable opening up and venting to him about how you have been treated by Izana. After awhile you and Manjiro are now in his bedroom. Iz seems he just woke up from a nap. Manjiro looks at you and asks "What happend?". "I've been feeling really neglected and mistreated by Izana lately. He's constantly ignoring my texts and calls and doesn't seem to care about my feelings at all. It's been really hard and I'm not sure what to do." you say as you looked down in sadness. Manjiros eyes widen upon hearing that. He had a crush on you ever since he knew you. He couldnt belive that his brother would treat a beautiful girl like you like some piece of trash. Manjiro approaches you and says."You deserve better than how he has been treating you. He should never be making you feel like that....Besides can treat you better than Izana ever has. I'll pay attention to you, I'll listen to your concerns and actually care about your feelings. I promise I won't treat you the way Izana has." Manjiro said that with no hesitation. Did he just confess to you? You wondered and your eyes were wide open. "Let me prove it to you, yn..." Manjiro leans in and kisses your lips. Your and Manjiros  kisses become more passionate and intense as you two explored each other's mouths with your tongues. You feel your body respond to Manjiro's touch once again as he explores every inch of your mouth with his tongue. You can't help but moan softly into the kiss as you feel yourself getting aroused.

As you twos passion continues to build, Manjiro begins to undress you slowly and sensually. He takes his time exploring every inch of your body as he removes each piece of clothing until you are standing before him completely naked. "So hot for me....fuck..."Manjiro mummers as he looks at your body in hunger. Your face was red as a tomato but you were excited at the same time. Without hesitation, Manjiro picks you up and carries you over to the bed.As they continue to explore each other's bodies, Manjiro begins to focus his attention on your most intimate area. He kisses and licks your inner thighs, making his way closer and closer to your wet pussy."already wet...."manjiro says and chuckles. You gasps as you feel Manjiro's hot breath against your sensitive skin. You can't help but moan loudly as he begins to eat you out, flicking his tongue over her clit with expert precision. You grab onto the sheets tightly as waves of pleasure washes over your body. Your back arches as she feels herself getting closer and closer to climaxing. Manjiro looks up at you with a devilish grin before plunging his tongue into your wetness, making you scream out in pleasure. Then you reached your peak and cummed all over his face. Manjiro looks up at you with a satisfied grin before licking his lips and tasting your sweet juices. "Delicious princess~" Manjiro says and gives you a quick kiss on the lips and whispers in your ear "I love you.....so much princess..."

[fuutakaijyama]

MARBLE SODA — DRABBLE

MANJIRO (MIKEY) SANO x FEM!READER

“Another day, another soda.” You thought to yourself as you unwrapped the small cap of the glass bottle, already picking up the small green push piece as you pressed it into the bottle with a small clank! The fizzing only lasted for a moment as you took a long sip of your drink.

You were the only female member of Toman, due to this you were never taken seriously by outside members and as far as you knew only acting captains and vice captains took you seriously, barely.

You sat outside Toman’s meeting room for no reason in particular, silently sipping on your soda as you checked your phone, scrolling and scrolling when you heard a voice call out to you.

“[Name]! Hey!” Mikey called out to you as he struggled to get off his bike, Draken right next to him. You giggled while watching him struggle to get off, almost tripping over his own foot before he stood in front of you with the word confusion written all over his face.

“Why are you over here?- We don't have a meeting today..” He blinked down at you before sitting next to you, the bottom lip of the bottle hitting your own as you moved it around your hand as you spoke.

“Oh, I wanted to sit down and this was the closest place.” You remarked before taking another sip of your marble soda, watching Manjiro eye your drink with intrigue.

You held out your soda to him, gently holding the glass offering him a sip, his hand gently cupped yours, carefully pressing the lip of the glass to his own as he tilts his head back. Then he takes the drink for himself.

“H-Hey!” You yelled at him as he turned away practically chugging down the drink, he stopped drinking it for a moment, a playful annoyance on his face as he held it to his chest “What?! I’m thirsty!” He gets up from his seat next to you on the bench hoping on his bike before staring at you like a silly cat.

“You wanna come with me to get ‘nother one?” You nod as he pats the space behind him for you to sit wrapping your hands around his lower chest while he pulls off onto the road.

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≡ “I want to go back to being the Mikey I used to be”

⌕ x r e a d e r !

☆ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano (Bonten!)

⚠︎! references to post traumatic stress/trauma

★ As you never failed to do, you went to visit Manjiro at one of Bonten's many hideouts, despite the boy being isolated and most of the time not wanting to have contact with anyone at all, you really never failed to see your sweet boy.

As soon as you arrived, you looked for Sano, thus arriving in one of the rooms of the huge building, you came across Manjiro sitting on a small old and broken piece of furniture, as soon as you laid eyes on the boy and he noticed your presence, Manjiro invited you to sit next to him and you, of course, cannot tell that he was crying, or at least he seemed to have been crying a few minutes before you arrived.

— Manjiro? Something happened? Are you hurt?

You questioned, worry always took over your mind when seeing him in that state, even if you were already used to your loved one's depressed appearance.

— I-I'm scared, I'm so fucking scared right now.

He was different, you can see the difference in his blank look before, he seemed to be totally out of his "impulse", just being less aggressive and totally fragile at that moment.

— Scared? Why?

You questioned again, you were more and more worried, since you knew that the boy had not been well in the last few days, you watched him, curious to know what he had to say.

— You know, the memories won't leave me alone, you know, don't you? I live my nightmares even awake.

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

Dealing with trauma? It was really never an easy task for Manjiro, he never managed to recover from all the tragedies that occurred throughout his life, only an emotional blockage took care of him, after all, he believed that if he didn't feel "nothing" anymore, the pain would pass.

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

— I can't imagine how you feel, but I honestly didn't want you to go through that.

You wanted to hug him at that moment, but you just held back as you knew Manjiro couldn't handle contact well.

— My brothers... My friends... My family? I? Where did all this go? How was I able to destroy everything I loved most? And I still think my post traumatic stress shit fucked me up even more.

He started to cry almost desperately, you could feel his lover's pain, he really couldn't handle it all alone anymore.

— Y-you need to calm down, please baby!

Despite wanting to comfort him, you still feared for the mood swings he had, of course, he was never aggressive with you, but you knew that he just didn't show aggression because he gave everything to control himself.

Since those memories and flashbacks took over Manjiro, he never again had the ability to show the slightest bit of affection, but, he hugged you, as tight as he could, you can feel Manjiro's trembling body, which at that moment, looked more like the "Mikey" you knew years ago.

— I hate being emotionally fucked up, I hate being so traumatized! I hate myself for all the times I treated you like crap, I love you... I love you but I can't even show my fucking feelings.

Still holding you in his arms, he continued to break down in tears, you had never seen Mikey so sensitive, you just remained silent, not holding back the tears at hearing those words.

— It's okay, Manjiro, it's okay, I'm here.

You gently caressed Sano's face, trying to do your best to at least keep him comfortable.

— I want to go back, I want to go back to the start.

— Go back? What do you mean by that my love?

— Back to the beginning of it all...

You just remained silent, clearly Manjiro was thinking about all his past, friends, family, and most of all, who he used to be.

— Help me to be Mikey again, only you can do that for me.

— I'll do anything to help you, I promise! But, I think you better rest now, don't you?

— I'm sorry for making you worried...

— Come here, try to sleep, okay? This will help with your crisis.

You knew that Manjiro had been without sleep for days, the tired look on the younger's face wouldn't let him lie and say he was having a good night's sleep.

— I really love you, you make me feel alive again.

He looked at you with joy in his eyes for the first time in years.

— Rest, I want you to get better soon.

He subtly rested his face on your chest, as he used to do and while he slept, you just caressed the boy's bleached hair.