#shuji x reader

[haihaihaitani]

Happy Wife, Happy Life ~ *Shuji Hanma*

Summary: Shuji loves you so much he would do anything for you. And that means not bleeding on your freshly cleaned carpets.

Pairing: Shuji Hanma X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 1429

Warning: Swearing, mentions blood

Masterlist

When you first met Shuji, you fell in love hard and fast. He was wild, crazy, and completely free. He knew what he wanted and he wanted you. He treated you like you were the only girl in the world for him. And sure you may have catered to his every whim, but he paid you back in kind, making you feel loved and wanted. 

When he asked you to marry him a couple years later, there was no doubt in your mind regarding your decision. You said yes without the slightest hint of hesitation. It was an extravagant and beautiful affair, with all of Bonten in attendance. You said your vows a few feet off the floor and enjoyed the party of the century with the rest of your friends.

Now, you may not be the best wife in the world, you certainly did try. You were attentive and loving, doing everything in your power to make sure the days went by smoothly. It was easier said than done, considering how high up in Bonten Shuji was. He was either coming home bloody and bruised or he wasn't coming home at all. His temper and wild ways often got the better of him, and you found yourself having to pull him back from the edge too many times to count. Still, you wouldn't trade the life you built together for the world.

Gang life never scared you. In fact, you embraced it, if not for Shuji's sake, but also because you were both feared and respected. You took the role of a vice executive's wife very seriously. You made connections with other high ranking women in the underworld that served as useful links for Bonten. You even managed to get them a loophole with the police and judicial system, through subtle bribes of food and high class trinkets. In return for lending a helping hand with your charm, they gave you a hefty allowance to use for whatever you desired and protection from any and all enemies. You were truly living your best life.

Your pride and joy, besides Shuji, had to be your estate. When you both were pulling in over a million per payload, you asked Shuji to move out of the city. He agreed as long as the two of you still had a penthouse in case things became dicey and the estate needed to be forfeited. You also asked if you could be the one who built and decorated the place, which he also agreed to. Every step of creating the mansion of your dreams was carefully executed with excruciating detail. But you loved every second of it. The estate served as a physical monument of the life you and Shuji made for yourselves. It had to be perfect. And it was absolutely perfect in your eyes when you completed it. You were also more than pleased when Shuji told you how much he loved what you did with the place. The night you both moved in, each room was christened at the insistence of your husband, and who were you to deny him?

From then on, if you were doing work in the city, you were at the estate. Sure, Shuji hired staff to help with the upkeep, but you also pitched in to make sure everything was in tip top shape. At least once a week you hosted Bonten and their relations at the estate to show it off. You were truly proud of all the craftsmanship and love you poured into this estate and no one was going to ruin it or take it away from you.

One day, you were surveying a new shipment of furniture for the sunroom, as spring was almost here. Every other year, Shuji gave you a stipend to change out the furniture so you could keep up with the trends. It was at your insistence that you donated the old furniture, which took some convincing but he eventually conceded. As you helped move the last couch and end table into the sunroom, you heard the boisterous voice of your husband of five years bounce down the hall.

"Shuji? Are you home?" You called out to him.

"Doll! Where are you?" He yelled back. You rolled your eyes before finding him in the front room. 

You smiled and walked into his open arms. He peppered your face with questions as you said, "You're home early."

"Not really. I have to head out soon with the guys." It was then that you realized Sanzu, the Haitani brothers, and Hajime were standing behind him.

Flashing them a sweet smile, you nodded. "Hello boys. How have you been?"

"Honestly, we've been better." Ran scowled. "We got some punks who are encroaching on our territory and we're going to go teach them a lesson tonight."

You frowned at his words and pulled away from Shuji's relentless kisses. You fixed him with a harsh glare. "What do you mean you're going to teach them a lesson? Are you doing something you shouldn't tonight, Shuji?"

He winced as you used his name. "Ah, c'mon, doll. It's nothing that serious. We're just going to rough them up a little, remind them who they're messing with. It'll be a quick little operation. In and out. I'll be back before you're asleep and then the two of us can have a little fun tonight..."

You rolled your eyes and slapped his shoulder. "Leave the innuendos for when we're alone, got it?"

"Whatever you say, doll."

You then turned back to the other members of Bonten. "Is what my dear husband telling me true? Did Mikey order this little operation?"

Sanzu gave a wicked grin as he nodded. "Yep! It was on Mikey's orders that we carry this intimidation operation out. It's going to be so much fun! I haven't gotten to fight anyone in like forever!"

"You fought with some of the new hires last week." Rindou muttered.

"Yeah, but I had to hold back with them, or else they'd be no use to us. This time, I get to really let loose! And if someone dies, well, it's their fault for being so weak."

Your eyes widened and you ripped yourself out of Shuji's grasp, earning a pathetic whine from him. You pointed an accusing finger at him. "You are not going to murder anyone tonight! I just got the carpets clean! Plus I have new furniture in the sunroom! If any of you get so much as a speck of blood on anything in my house, I swear I will kill you all myself with your own guns and make it look like a suicide!"

Shuji didn't even flinch at your threat. Instead, he gave a wide, adoring grin. He glanced over his shoulders at the other members of Bonten. "Alright men, you heard the wife. No murder tonight."

"Ah what?" Sanzu whined. "But I really want to!"

He lazily shook his head. "Nope. Not tonight. Besides, I also don't want any blood in this house either. It's too messy and a bitch to clean up."

"You didn't seem that concerned two months ago." Hajime gave a smirk, knowing he said something that was going to get Shuji in trouble.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You harshly grabbed your husband's tie. "Did you get blood in my house when I wasn't here two weeks ago? I swear if you did-"

"Jeez woman." His smooth voice stopped you, as he continued to grin at you. "I thought you said to keep the innuendos for when we're alone. Keep this up and you're going to make me-"

You release his tie with a scowl. "You're disgusting."

"And you're sexy as hell when you're angry." He shook his head. "Oh, we are so having fun when I get home tonight."

You scoffed and folded your arms over your chest. You refused to show him how hot and bothered you were getting. "You have your mission from Mikey to carry out. You all should be heading out. Get out of my house and don't come back if you're all covered in blood."

"Will do, boss lady." Ran gave you a mock salute before ushering the other members out of the estate.

Shuji, on the other hand, lingered for a moment. He gave you a seductive wink. "Since I can't be covered in blood when I get back, I want you in that little red number I love when I get back."

"We'll see." You snapped, though you already knew what you were changing into when he left.

[armxnh]

if that ain't love then i don't know what love is

synopsis: he says i love you for the first time.

characters: shuji hanma, keisuke baji, manjiro 'mikey' sano

genre: fluff

warnings: none (i think...?)

masterlist.

shuji hanma

shuji hanma loved everything about you.

the way you looked, the color of your eyes, your hair- how you do your hair, the little dance you made before eating your favourite food, the smile you had when he bought you flowers just because he felt like it, your kindness- he just loved all of you.

but one thing he loved more than anything about you... was the way you looked when you were mad at him.

there was just something about the way your pretty face would turn into a scowled, your brows frowning and lets not forget the intimidating look you were sending him.

you looked like an angry kitten.

"you can't just climb up my window every time you get in trouble hanma-"

"shuji" he corrected you with a smile on his face as he ate the snack you gave him a couple of minutes earlier.

"-shuji! my experience in treating injuries has its limits" you were walking around your room rambling about how careless he was being, completely unaware of the fact that he was enjoying this, "you can't show up every night- what if my neighbours saw you- worse what if my parents saw you!"

"they won't see me-"

"maybe i should start locking my windows-"

"don't lie to yourself, princess... you won't lock me out-"

"you're right-! god you are so frustrating!" you groaned rubbing your temples, "but i am serious about walking in my room half dead- never do that again. i may want to lock you out but it doesn't mean that i want you dead- you're a person of nice company and i don't want you to die-"

shuji stayed quiet as you kept lecturing him on how careless he was... he let his eyes drifted from your face to your body... and most specifically what you were wearing.

you wore one of his shirt with your christmas pyjama pants- even if there was 7 months left before christmas- but the last time he questioned your choice in clothes he received the flowers he had bought you on the head so he kept his opinion to himself.

out of sudden, hanma stood up from your desk chair, walking up to you with a cocky smile on his face. "shuji? what are you-"

he grabbed the back of your neck, smashing his lips into yours. you stumbled back but quickly melted into the kiss, your lips moving in sync like they had done many times before, with his 'sin' hand secured behind your head while his 'punishment' hand was on your hip.

"god- i love you so much." he muttered when he pulled away before moving your face towards his again so he could press his lips into yours in a chaste kiss.

your face was warm and your lips swollen when you finally looked in the lovestruck eyes of your boyfriend.

i love you so much

"i love y-"

"i didn't say it because i wanted you to say it back, princes..." shuji placed his hands on your cheeks pressing one last kiss on your forehead, "i just needed you to know that i love you."

you looked up to your boyfriend with heart in your eyes, completely forgetting why you were arguing about. you softly smile at him before tilting your head up to press a kiss on his jaw.

"i love you too, idiot"

keisuke baji

keisuke never felt more stressed out in his life.

he just couldn't mess this up.

he had run every possible scenarios in his head- he was ready-

"hey, kei'! i was looking everywhere for you-"

never mind- aboard mission aboard mission!

"h-hey, (y/n)!" his voice cracked, "y-you were?"

you smiled wrapping your arms around his arm, pressing a kiss on his red cheek, "yeah, i thought we could eat lunch together, is that alright?"

as you walked down the empty hall, you realized that your boyfriend was being fidgety, looking round, not really paying attention to what you were saying, "is everything alright, keisuke?"

your question made the delinquent stop walking, he was clutching a bag with his right hand, hesitating to look at you in the eyes, "(y/n)... i-.."

"are you breaking up with me?"

his eyes snapped to meet yours, his free hand immediately grabbing your hand, "no! never! i swear- it's just that... i have- i need.."

"i'm playing with you... don't worry" you laughed at his expression, "how about you tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours?"

pretty... she thinks i'm pretty...

keisuke hurriedly grabbed what was in the bag, pulling out a heart shape box of chocolate with a hand made card. he gave both of the gifts to you, immediately looking away once you realized what he had given you.

"is it our anniversary?!" you panicked, "i'm such a bad girlfriend- i forgot our own anniversary- oh god!"

"what no!" baji explained, "i just thought that you might like it so... just read the letter already."

you opened the letter your boyfriend freezing when you realized what he had gifted you, "y-you wrote me a love letter?"

keisuke rubbed the back of his neck, clearing his throat, "yeah... chifuyu helped me with the words and stuff so sorry if there's some mistakes or- why are you crying?!"

you threw yourself in his arms, "i have the best boyfriend in the world- thank you so much, keisuke!"

the said man automatically wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him, inhaling your scent, "i- i love you a lot, (y/n)"

"i love you too, kei'"

manjiro 'mikey' sano

it was one of those rare days where manjiro woke up of a nap before you. he tilted his head to the side trying to ignore the warm light streaming through the window in your room.

he blinked his eyes a couple of times, adjusting to the light, slowly registering that something was wrong.

that's when he realized that your back was facing him. he wasn't cuddled in your arms like how he remembered you two falling asleep.

he frowned, his eyes glaring daggers in the back of your sleeping self. he had never glared at you before- he never needed to. you were his light in the dark world he lived in.

but how could you do this to him? mikey tried to remember what he did wrong... did he kicked you in his sleep? did he accidentally bit you like he did that one time? (the time where he dreamt he was in a pool full of dorayaki).

a good 30 minutes later, you started to drift back to life, not yet aware of the state your boyfriend was in. you turned around, expecting to see a peacefully sleeping mikey, only to find him narrowing his eyes at you.

you were now fully awake, a smile spreading on your face at your boyfriend's morning self... even if he tried to look serious while looking at you, his morning hair betrayed him, "good morning-"

"are you mad at me?" what a good way to start the day...

you frowned at his words, "no, why? did you do something you shouldn't have?" then you remembered a nightmare he talked to you about not long ago, "did you have that dream where i ate all of your snacks? because i didn't-"

"what no-!" manjiro frowned with a pained expression on his face, "don't you like me anymore? is that why you turned your back on me?"

you suppress a chuckle that threatened to come out, "aw i'm sorry, 'jiro... i must've turned in my sleep... i won't do it again, i promise!"

he suddenly put both of. his hands on either side of your face, bringing you closer to him, "i love you a lot, alright? i need your face to be the first thing i see when i wake up- so don't turn away from me again- ever."

i love you a lot

those words kept repeating themselves in your head like a mantra.

"(y/n)? are you still with me?" manjiro asked you, bringing his face even closer to yours so that your nose were touching.

"you love me?" your face slowly growing hotter and hotter after every passing seconds.

"um? of course i do- didn't i made it clear when i shared food with you last week?"

you tilted your head to the side pressing your lips against his, making him hummed in content. "i love you, manjiro..." you mumbled when you pulled away for air.

"of course you do!"

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ After a fight

❖ Characters: Mikey, Draken, Hanma

❖ Reader: female

❖ Summary: How they behave after a fight with you

❖ WARNINGS: Mentions of cheating (no one cheats tho), harassment

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☰ Mikey:

ꕤ Mikey doesn't even remember what the fight was about this time, it happens a lot with you two

ꕤ It starts with something small like him forgetting to take out the trash and you having to do it yourself but it always ends in tears and both of you screaming at each other and saying things none of you mean

ꕤ He hates it every time, unsure why he always gets so carried away and seems to forget how much he loves you when he says all these things

ꕤ Your tears are the thing that wakes him up, silence filling the room next to your quiet sobs and hics.

ꕤ Both of you can't even look at the other and Mikey decides to leave as always, recklessly driving on his bike to clear his head from everything that's plaguing him

ꕤ You used to scold him for that whenever he came back which only lead to more and more fights but you were worried sick that one day he has to get scraped off the pavement because he was too reckless

ꕤ deciding you ist stay up until he's back, letting the small light next to the couch on as you put on your favorite show as a distraction

ꕤ the hours passed and the sun slowly started to rise when he finally came back home to find you sleeping on the couch, the little lamp still on, your show still running as you clutched onto the plushie he gifted to you on your first date

ꕤ It broke his heart to see your eyes were puffy, knowing you cried yourself to sleep and he felt even worse when he realized that he was the reason for the tears shed

ꕤ with utmost care he crawled under the blanket to you and hid his face in your chest, his body trembling when he allowed himself to spill a few tears, unsure if you'd be able to forgive him once again

ꕤ he knows he fucked up and that he shouldn't have ran off like always but he doesn't know how to apologize to you when things were said he didn't mean, unsure if you'd believe any of these words

ꕤ He falls asleep in your arms, hands clutching onto you out of fear you'd leave him but you wouldn't. Not over some petty little fights like these

☰ Draken:

ꕤ Draken didn't mean to call you a cheap whore when you were the one getting harassed but his temper took the better of him

ꕤ Of course he didn't mean it and he beat the guy up that dared to touch you like this but the stinging pain of bruised knuckles took away his ability to think properly

ꕤ He blamed you for the negative attention even though he knew it's wrong and he was just angry at the guy but he still took it out on you

ꕤ You looked at him shocked, eyes wide before tears collected in your beautiful eyes and you returned home, ending your date early and locking yourself into the bedroom

ꕤ Draken cursed himself when he let you go, knowing better than to run after you and beg you for forgiveness even though he wanted to apologize and pull you into a tight embrace

ꕤ He stayed out for a while longer, driving aimlessly around town before getting you the biggest bouquet he could find

ꕤ Once at home his heart ached at your quiet sobs that managed to break through the bedroom door and he gently knocked, leaning his forehead against the door only to hear you throw a pillow at the door on the other side “go away” you mumbled heartbroken but loud enough for him to hear

ꕤ He didn't protest and just sat down at the door, his back resting against it with the flowers on his lap as he rambled about how sorry he is and that he was in the wrong and how much he loves you

ꕤ He was pretty much begging for your forgiveness because you're the best thing in his life and he didn't want to lose you under any circumstances

ꕤ You needed a long while to calm yourself down, eventually wanting to talk to him face to face but when you opened up the door a sleeping draken fell into the bedroom, his hands still tightly clutching onto the flowers in his sleep

ꕤ the sight made you frown and you gently sat down to place his head on your lap, kissing his forehead “I'm sorry, too” you mumbled and let him sleep a moment longer

☰ Hanma:

ꕤ fighting with Hanma is actually a rare occurrence, you two have little petty fights all the time but you end up laughing about it while calling each other all the names you know

ꕤ Real fights are rare and heartbreaking when they do happen from time to time but if they do, there's a real reason behind it and not just him forgetting to empty the ashtrays

ꕤ They also escalate quite fast, screaming at each other and often times shoving the other around. You would never hit the other but the frustration was far too big to behave properly

ꕤ It was just pointing fingers at this point because he came home with hickeys covering his neck. He claims nothing happened but how can you believe this?

ꕤ You ended up leaving the apartment, fed up with his behavior and he threw whatever he was holding at the door the moment you closed it behind you out of sheer anger

ꕤ Hanma would thrash half the apartment - but only his belongings while you were gone, not understanding how you can trust him so little

ꕤ Yes he was out with Kisaki and yes there were women with them but how is it his fault they can't behave and are all over him? He even told the woman who latched onto his neck off

ꕤ He was weirded out by the sudden affection in the first place, hating women who throw themselves at him when he was trying to maintain a healthy relationship for once

ꕤ So he didn't see a reason to apologize to you, texting you exactly what happened and swearing on his life that nothing happened

ꕤ You really wanted to trust him but his reputation made it hard so you ended up asking Kisaki who wouldn't lie to you, knowing you'll castrate him if you ever find out so he told you exactly what happened

ꕤ You came home hours after you left and Shuji sat amongst the wrecked things, the entire ashtray full, a bottle of alcohol half empty next to him and blood shot eyes but he wouldn't apologize, unable to get over his own ego

ꕤ When you did apologize he pulled you onto his lap and held you close “I told you, you can trust me. I would need to be dumb to betray the only good thing in my life” he mumbled, clearly not entirely sober but it didn't matter since he was speaking the truth

ꕤ You ended up falling asleep in his lap, cuddled up to his tall frame and his hands didn't let go of you, too worried that you'll be gone when he wakes up

Networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez @planetonet

[honeybleed]

first drabble i ever posted 😭, no warnings but shuji being an asshole n reader handling dat, super suggestive at the end but no smut

word count: 0.8k

"Shuji." You hissed through gritted teeth with your arms crossed.

Spectators were beginning to mill around the ridiculous sight. Shuji purposely hogged the hoop machine as a spoiled child screamed his head off.

The little boy's face was beet red and scrunched up as he stomped his feet.

His hopeless mother was at a loss, she had asked Shuji for a turn but amused at the child's tantrum he gave a simple "nah" with his trademark lazy grin and carried on.

"Babe, I'm almost done. Mkay...?~"

You knew for a fact he was not done. Hanma Shuji was a troll. As long as the child continued, he'd hog the machine longer just to rile him up even more.

"Little squirt ain't even tall enough shoot and he's demanding a turn?" Shuji chuckled. "Kids, I tell ya."

Usually, you humored and brushed off his idiotic behavior. This wasn't the first and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

Shuji turned to the bellowing child, his large hand gripping the basketball. He crouched in front of the boy with an arrogant smirk.

"Let's make a deal, buddy. You take this ball from me and I'll clear off. Deal?"

You winced. The child fell for Shuji's wicked grin, but you recognised that smirk all too well.

The kid attempted to snatch the ball from Shuji but he immediately rose to his lanky build and dangled the ball way above the kid's head.

That provoked the crying munchkin even more who hurled himself onto the floor as he kicked his legs and fists, causing Shuji to throw his head back and roar with laughter.

Something in you unleashed.

You pinched Shuji's ear and dragged him down after the kid stormed off with his mother trailing after him.

"You are so EMBARRASSING! I got all dressed up for this date, which may I remind you WE BARELY HAVE and you decide to terrorise a bunch of kids?!" You scolded as you shook him with force. “GROW UP!”

"Babe, quit it! Jesus Christ that fuckin' HURTS!" He whined. "I got it!"

You released your grip and glowered at him.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just can't help it sometimes." He snorted as he sheepishly rubbed the nape of his neck. "You're not mad at me, are ya?"

"And why wouldn't I be?" You seethed. "You tortured that kid for no reason!"

"I was just teaching that little shit a lesson! I saw him bullying them other kids." Shuji protested.

"Oh that just makes it so much better, doesn't it?"

"Really?"

"No! You go apologize to that boy and drop me home!"

"Screw that kid." Shuji said defiantly as he turned his head away and folded his arms.

Shuji was not an easily embarrassed person. He was a fool to many people. The worst fool, a dangerous one.

But gasps and stares ensued as the famed God of Death was being dragged into the burger joint within the arcade by his ear, his enraged girlfriend marching ahead.

You released him as your eyes settled on the same kid and his mother.

"Sorry to bother you." You said with a smile plastered on your face as you faced the mother of the child. "My boyfriend wants to say something to you and your son."

"M'sorry." Shuji muttered under his breath as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Would you mind repeating that, honey?" You said as you pinched his side causing him to straighten up to his wiry frame almost immediately in a saccharinely sweet voice.

"I said...I'm sorry!" Shuji exclaimed, cheeks dusted with pink.

The kid pulled a face and then blew a raspberry at him, rushing away.

"Little fu-"

You swiftly jabbed your heel into Shuji's foot and twisted it before he could curse at the child, causing him to yowl in pain as he jumped up and clutched his foot.

"I'm sorry my boyfriend is a man-child." You sighed, and the timid woman simply gave you an understanding look.

The car ride back was frosty with you refusing to open your mouth to speak to Shuji after the stunt he pulled.

However, you couldn't ignore the shudder that crept up your spine and the gasp that fell from your lips as you felt the large hand fly down to slap your bare thigh and grasp at it.

"You can't stay pissed at me forever y'know." He drawled as his tatted hand began to trail up your skirt.

"I sure as hell can try." You retorted.

"You don't mean that." He said with a greasy smile as he parked in your apartment complex's parking lot and leaned over to bite at your neck.

"Please go to hell." You groaned as you attempted to push him off with little to no avail.

"Baby, c'monnnn..." He murmured against the skin of your throat. "I said sorry to the kid, what else do you want me to do?"

Your resolve was weakening. It's difficult with Shuji. You squinted your eyes shut as he cornered you against the car door, biting your earlobe.

Hands caressing your calves and thighs then sliding his tongue across your neck and collarbone. He'd never let any other girl yell at him or force him to apologize.

Yet he had a soft spot for you and you alone. His girl.

author’s note: yeah some parents kinda just let their kids get dragged yk damn well if that was my kid i’m cussin everybody out 😭😭 idc if he wrong but anyways

[haitani-maki]

✧ Hᴀɴᴍᴀ Sʜᴜᴊɪ ²

18+ MDNI

Just a few things I thought about him

It is just headcanon. You're free to disagree, just stay respectful

English is not my first language

・₊✧hanma believe it or not, he tries to be the best for you

・₊✧hanma but he is not the best boyfriend to introduce to your parents

・₊✧hanma he's a provocateur. Always slapping your ass or saying things with a double meaning

・₊✧hanma one of his favorite things is sleeping on your boobs while you mess with his hair

・₊✧hanma he's an electric guy. At normal times he'll be testing your patience, at other times he'll fill you up until he can't take it anymore 🔥

・₊✧hanma kisses with light bites

・₊✧hanma dirty jokes, he seems to have an infinite repertoire

・₊✧hanma he is not usually jealous, but on some occasions, he enjoys threatening people who are looking at you. He finds their frightened expressions amusing

・₊✧hanma even if he doesn't get jealous most of the time, I wouldn't tease him… He won't be kind to your punishments 🔥

・₊✧hanma he loves it when you get wet for him. Hanma will want to taste you, and believe me, he knows how to use his tongue ♡

・₊✧hanma he loves to squeeze your neck, from light to strong grips, while admiring his own tattoo and his long fingers wrapping around your neck

・₊✧hanma his favorite nicknames are: Doll, kitty, slut and little whore

・₊✧hanma he'll wrap his long legs around you while you're sucking him, just to see you choke on his big cock

・₊✧hanma prefers hitting it from the back

・₊✧hanma he loves to cum inside you, but sometimes he'll pull out just to get your face or boobs messy ♡

・₊✧hanma be obedient and he will fulfill all your desires

・₊✧hanma fingers in your mouth, no doubt ♡

・₊✧hanma sometimes he'll tease you with his fingers or toys, just to hear you beg for more or for his cock

・₊✧hanma or will use the toys just to over stimulate you

・₊✧hanma he will hold your arms behind your back while he fucks you ♡

・₊✧hanma bites, many bites

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[milkywaydrabbles]

just read your latest kinktober!! so gooood 😫!! if you could pretty please do #21 with hanma shuji, sanzu, and the haitani brothers!

A/N: No on fucking look at me, I was not expecting this to end up being 3.3k and yet somehow...omg. Sorry for the demon that posessed me. This is pure filth, probably had more fun writing this than I should have but I hope you love it bc I do. Enjoy, mwuah

Threesome or Moresome x Hanma, Sanzu, Rindou, Ran

It was no surprise that the executives of Bonten did not like sharing. They didn’t like sharing their seats in the meetings (there were no fucking assigned seats), they didn’t like sharing their women (literally sex workers doing their jobs with whoever paid them), they didn’t like sharing their money, and most of all: they didn’t like sharing you. Another executive in the ranks

You hadn’t been with any of them, not really. Some heavy petting with Hanma here and there, a makeout session with the Haitanis at one point during a drunken night, maybe you gave Sanzu a handy when you were playing passenger princess for a mission. Nothing solid, and definitely not enough to any of them to stake ‘claim’ on you. You held your own, not letting any of them interfere with your work. You barely glanced in their directions unless you had to (you were softer with Kakucho, he was too sweet for you not to be) so that the ugly green monster didn’t rear its ugly head. What you didn’t know is that it always did anyways. 

Countless arguments and fist fights were had over who you belonged to (none of them!), usually between Ran and Hanma. Shuji just loved to get under the older brother’s skin, it was one of his favorite past times, really. It never ended well for any of them, usually beating the shit out of each other. On more than one occasion you’ve walked in on the fights, muttering something about them ‘being idiot assholes’ and slamming the door before any of them could even get a word in. But recently...something’s changed, you could feel it.

Hanma, Sanzu, Rindou and Ran have all been particularly kinder to you, unbearably so. They’d all look at you with a devilish smile plastered on their face, hell they’ve even gone so far as to no longer fight in your presence. You were suspicious of them, narrowing your eyes whenever another made a snarky comment and there wasn’t a complaint to be heard. You kept your distance, feeling like something was really off. After a particularly stressful mission, one that spanned the length of a week and had so many intricacies it was making your head spin, it was decided that the five of you would go out drinking to celebrate. You needed to take the edge off after walking on thin ice for the last few days. You had arrived at the usual bar--one that Bonten owned and had a private balcony for the execs and Mikey whenever they decided to swing by. The others were already there, drinks being passed around. They quieted down when you arrived, feeding you drinks and shots to ‘get you on the same level as them’

“Hanma you fucking alcoholic, slow down” You cackled, shoving the beer he tried to give you out of your face. “Who knew you were such a lightweight.” Rindou spoke, taking a sip of his own beer with a drunken smile. You pouted, ripping his own drink away from him, “I’m not. The cocktails were fucking strong that’s all.” You took a sip before giving it back to him, turning to Hanma again with a sigh. “Fucking--fine, leave me alone after this!” You threw your inhibitions to the wind, chugging the bottle as the rest of the crew bursted out in excitement and laughter. “There you go, beautiful” You bristled at Ran’s words, ignoring them as best you could but he could already tell you were reacting to them. Hanma’s turn to speak, “we knew you could do it pretty girl.” He cooed, squeezing at your thigh. You couldn’t ignore that. “What are you morons up to?” You squinted, drunk or not you knew the four of them didn’t get along that well to not let those two remarks slide. Sanzu grinned something wicked, eyes wide coked out of his mind. “We have a proposition for you, pretty.” You waited. “Sleep with us.” 

You barked out a laugh, keeling over and holding your gut. “Funny fucking joke, cokehead.” You waited to hear any sort of commotion--even Hanma egging you on to actually sleep with him. But you heard nothing. Okay, now you were concerned. “...You’re joking right?” Rindou shrugged, chugging the rest of his beer. “Look, we all know you’ve fucked around with us one way or another. You know we want you.” You swallowed dryly. “Easiest for none of these motherfuckers to get jealous is if you fuck all of us.” (Rindou was also one of the jealous motherfuckers, but he’ll at least keep cool longer.) “That’s a fucking joke! Absolutely not, no fucking way in hell!” You knew, even if they kept trying to persuade you, at the end of the day they would let you be. They weren’t fucking monsters. ( You were a soft spot for them, is all.) They let it be for the rest of the night, continuing on as if nothing ever happened. But...you couldn’t let it go.

So when they all found themselves in a group chat with you, and a text from you, they grinned like the devil himself.

| We play by my rules or we don’t play at all. My place, 9 pm. Don’t make me regret this, assholes

-

“Fuck, look at you pretty girl, taking me so fucking well.” Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes, Ran’s cock ramming into the back of your throat as he face fucked you. You gagged and choked each time he pulled back, Ran growing more feral with each thrust hearing your pretty sounds and seeing your makeup run as you tried to steady your breathing through your nose. Behind you was Sanzu, kneading and slapping your ass as he shoved his cock deeper into your sloppy pussy. “Fuck, can’t believe you’ve been hiding this from me.” The pink haired man groaned, spreading your cheeks to your drooling cunt swallow him up. “What a nasty little bitch.” One hand was occupied with Rindou, trying to keep up with his pace jerking him, though really he was more just fucking into your hand. “Move, Haitani.” Ah, the ever graceful Hanma. “My fuckin’ turn.” A tattooed hand ripped you off of Ran, taking the millisecond of opportunity to breathe in deep, before being shoved back down on another dick. Hanma pushed into your throat until your nose pushed up against his pubes, your free hand clawing at his stomach to give you a fucking minute. He hissed, pulling back and letting you breathe. “Don’t be a fucking asshole, Hanma.” You all but stuttered out, trying to keep your composure but a particularly harsh thrust right into that spongy spot deep within your cunt had you whining. “Fuck! Aah, Sanzu--shit.” You whimpered, looking back to see the wild eyes of the resident drug addict look at you with a smirk plastered on his face. “Yeah? You like that, baby? Like when I fuck that slutty little pussy?” He angled himself again to keep hitting that spot that made you see stars and you whined, nodding. They were overwhelming you in the best possible way and you didn’t know how you’d ever recover from this--how you’d ever fuck anyone else after this.

Hanma took your chin in his hands, trying to be more careful of you this time. “Don’t leave me hanging, angel, wanna see you choking on my cock.” You were starting to become so fucked out you nodded and licked a stripe up his long shaft, before swallowing him into your throat (at your own pace.) He groaned, hand gripping at your roots as you hollowed your cheeks and sucked him off. You felt Rindou slip out of your hand and move towards the back of you. “Out the way druggie, I wanna taste her before you dickheads cum inside her.” Sanzu grumbled but complied anyway. Last thing anyone wanted to do was kill their boner by arguing. The younger Haitani spread your lips with two fingers, seeing your abused hole clench around nothing. “So fucking hot,” He murmured, gathering saliva in his mouth before spit right on your pussy, seeing his dribble out. The fingers that held you open moved to swipe at your clit, which caused you to moan around Hanma. “Fuck, whatever you’re doing back there keep going Haitani--moaning like a fucking whore around my cock.” He cackled, hand tightening in your hair almost painfully. But it felt so good you didn’t care. 

Rindou removed his fingers completely and licked a stripe up your wet slit. He let the muscle drag over your clit a few times before teasing your hole, dipping in before licking around your pussy again. The teasing was absolute torture, when all you wanted was to feel him inside you. He suckled at your nub with a groan, and slipped his tongue fully in you. He spread your cheeks fucking you with his tongue. Your muffled moans got louder,  grasping at anything you could get your hands on. Ran slipped in and grabbed your hand to place around his cock with a laugh. “Yo Rin, she’s fucking shaking bro, keep going.”  And you were, on the precipice of the strongest orgasm you think you’ll ever have in your life. You didn’t think that you’d ever be this turned on having sex with any of them--let alone all four at the same time. But they learned your body so quickly and used that information against you, brain melting. Hanma slipped out of your mouth, wanting to hear the wanton moans that were spilling out of your mouth. “Fuck! Rin, pleasepleaseplease don’t stop don’t sto-oh fuck!” You cried, tears slipping past those pretty lashes and your mouth shaped in a cute ‘o’ as you violently shook from your orgasm. You drenched Rindou’s face, and he happily lapped up all your juices with a laugh. “That’s what I’m talking about baby” he teased, sucking your clit into his mouth again until you had a second wave of shocks, now turning painful. You squealed , free hand pushing him away from your hole. 

“Rin, huh?” Hanma grabbed at your jaw, raising you up slightly from your knees so you were looking up at him. “If he gets first name then I wanna hear you call me Shuji, baby.” Your breathing was shaky, along with the rest of your body as you dumbly nodded. Your eyes were hazy and a small smile played at your lips--completely fucked out. “Look at her, fucking cockdrunk.” You had no idea who was talking anymore, barely paying attention as you tried to grab at the tall man in front of you. “Open up your mouth baby.” He cooed, and you immediately complied, sticking your tongue out. Suddenly you had a glob of spit in your mouth, some landing on your cheek too. Then you heard a laugh. “So fucking cute, go ahead and swallow baby girl.” Who you assumed was Hanma speaking, you did as you were told and showed him after, eyes that you didn’t even realize you closed fluttering open and waiting. “Fuck, you’re so pretty.” Sanzu turned your head closer to him, now kneeling to kiss you hotly on the mouth. It was all tongue and teeth, as you tried desperately to get closer to him. He licked into your mouth, sucking on your tongue and biting at your lips. The kiss left your lips swollen, you know it, but you didn’t care, bringing him back in after he let go. He mumbled a laugh in between kisses “someone’s needy.” 

You felt a mouth wrap around your nipple, and you keened, arching your back more into whoever was suckling at your chest. Ran, nipped at you, hearing you whimper at the short burst of pain before laving his tongue over in apology. “Let’s move you, baby. Lay on your back.” You complied, spreading your legs when your back hit the bed. The men around you groaned, all pumping their dicks as they saw the object of their desires and wet dreams so ready and willing to take them all. Rindou pulled you up, hanging your head over the edge of the bed and slapping his cock on your mouth. “Open up, baby.” He smirked, pushing his dick past your lips and seeing drool at the corners of your mouth. You had no energy to even blow him properly, letting him use you as a cock sleeve and fuck your mouth as he pleases. 

His thrusting only lasted a minute before a voice cut in, “let her up for a second, Haitani--wanna see that pretty face when I shove my dick in her.” Hanma ran a hand through his unkempt locks, lining his big cock to your hole and waited. “Come on baby, why don’t you tell daddy what you want?” He teased, laughing as you wiggled your hips towards him. “Hanma--” “Wrong.” You whined, moving more. “Shuji, please.” You whimpered, and he dipped the tip of his cock in to tease. “You know what I wanna hear~” You jut your lip out in a pout, “daddy please, I want your cock. Shuji, fuck me already.” He clicked his tongue. “I’ll let the attitude go f’now, see how far that gets you.” Suddenly his hips were flush against your and you felt like you got the wind knocked out of you. His pace was relentless, slamming himself into you over and over again. Your cries didn’t last long as Rindou abused your mouth again,  muffling most of the noise spilling from you. Sanzu bit and suckled marks into your skin--around your tits, on your chest, your waist, wherever he can get his mouth on. Ran fucked into your shaky hand, slapping the tit that wasn’t in Sanzu’s mouth. You cried, pussy clenching around Hanma who barked out a laugh. “The little freak likes it when you do that, Haitani.” Ran snickered, pinching harshly at your nipple before giving you another slap. “Yeah? Little baby likes it a little hard?” You could hear how cruel he sounded, but you didn’t care. The pain mixed with everything the men were giving you felt better than any drug Sanzu could supply you with. 

“Fuck, gonna cum down your throat, baby. Be a good girl and swallow it, yeah?” Rindou grunted, grabbing a hold of the sides of your face and fucked your mouth with vigor. It felt like he was in your stomach with how deep he was, Rindou loving the outline of his cock in your throat. “Fuck, baby, look at you.” He didn’t last long after that, spilling his cum straight down your throat with a moan, grinding on your face until he was done. You gasped when he finally let you go, swallowing down his cum as best you could without choking, some of it dribbling off the tip of his dick onto your face. You didn’t have much of a reprieve as Hanma took the opportunity to fuck into you hard, force shaking you on the bed. “Shuji, shuji! Fuck! “ You cried, clawing at the sheets trying to keep your head up to look at the way his cock pummeled your swollen cunt. “There you go, baby! Keep calling daddy’s name.” He snickered, spitting on your clit before letting his fingers rub at you. Your eyes rolling, feeling the impending orgasm bubbling higher up. Hanma pressed a hand down on your stomach as he angled himself, and you snapped. You were sobbing, your entire body shaking as your drenched him, trying to close your legs but he wouldn’t let you. “Shu--shuji no more” you whimpered as he laughed, letting go of your stomach but still fucking into your sloppy pussy. “Who knew you were a squirter, huh? Gonna make me fucking cum if you keep clenching baby.” His nasty words spurred you on, and even though you were exhausted you couldn’t help but tighten around him. 

A few more pumps and Hanma was emptying his balls into your cunt, stuffing you deep with his cum. He moved back to see it dribble out as you kept clenching around nothing. You couldn’t even think anymore--being tossed around like a rag doll before you were face to face with Ran. “Talk to me, pretty girl--you think you can keep going?” He sounded teasing, but you knew deep down he really was checking on you. You nodded, pulling him in to a bruising kiss before feeling him slip underneath you. “Want you to ride me, beautiful.” You lined yourself up with his length, pushing down and leaning over so he had a perfect view of your ass. “That’s what I’m talking about, angel.” He slapped your ass hard before gripping at your cheeks, bringing you down harder onto his cock with each pap, pap, pap. To your front, Sanzu’s cock slapped at your face, forcing you to open your eyes and look up at him. “Come on baby, use that pretty mouth on me.” You nodded once, and opened up wide to let him fill your mouth, sticking your tongue out underneath his shaft and bobbing your head. Ran met your bounces with a thrust up, using the momentum to his advantage to fuck you deeper. You kept crying, the overstimulation becoming borderline painful but it wasn’t enough, wanted all of their cum. Your hands gripped at Sanzu’s hips, slobbering on his cock, gagging and letting drool dribbled out of your mouth. You were a fucking mess, filled with cum, sweat and spit covering you. You should feel disgusting, but how could you? They were making you feel so good.

“Fuck me, beatiful. This pussy is still so fucking tight.” Ran practically wheezed, indenting your skin with small bruises on your hips with how harshly he was gripping at you. “Could fuck you every fucking day and you’d still be so fucking tight.” He pounded into you, cock kissing your cervix with each thrust. It hurt, but you still fucking liked it. Sanzu pushed you deeper onto him, seeing the spit and drool bubbling around him. “Sloppy little bitch,” he cackled. “Pretty baby can’t help but be messy, can you?” He taunted, facefucking you with no restraint. “Gonna cum inside you, beautiful, fuck. Need you to cum first.” A hand wrapped around to your swollen and abused clit, giving it a few slaps and rubbing at it, thrusting your cock up to rub at your walls and bring you crumbling down. Your orgasms were still pulsing your through veins, clenching him so fucking tight Rin ground you down and shot his load inside of you. You felt yourself fill to the brim with cum, two loads now covering your messy walls. 

Sanzu was right behind him, except he wanted to keep you messy. He pulled out enough to tip your head back and cum into your mouth, having the mess land on your cheeks, forehead, even your hair. Ran lifted you enough to slide from under you, holding you up when he felt you trembling and nearly collapsing. “Woah, hey baby come on lean back.” He cooed, having you lean on his chest as he motioned Hanma and Rindou to grab something to clean you up. “You okay?” He whispered, kissing at your temple that wasn’t covered in cum, feeling you nod against him. “Mhm, m’okay...” Your voice was low, throat raw from all the use. Ran smiled on your temple, moving away when Sanzu got closer to wipe away his mess from your face. “Looked so good covered in my cum, baby.” He laughed when you swatted at him. “Gonna have me dreaming of that face every night.” You groaned, “Sanzu, shut up.” smile evident in your voice. 

The men cleaned you up, and Hanma picked you up to bring you to the bath that Rindou had started for you. They were fucking assholes, but the least they could do was help you around after they fucked you nearly to unconsciousness. “Thank you, Shuji.” You murmured only for him to hear, petting his cheek as you looked around dazed. He kissed your palm, whispering a ‘you’re welcome, baby’ and letting you relax.

They’d be there when you were done, to ask if you needed anything else, to ask how you were feeling, and most importantly to ask if they could do this again some time.

[httpshujii]

Rockstar bf!Shuji who sits you down on his lap to teach you a few chords.

Rockstar bf!Shuji who sings you stupid and cheesy lyrics that he made up on the spot.

Rockstar bf!Shuji who blows you a kiss after every song he performs, whether you're backstage or in the crowd.

Rockstar bf!Shuji who finds a way to talk about you to his audience every chance he gets because you're literally his muse and the reason he writes songs to begin with.

Rockstar bf!Shuji who lets you color in his tattoos when you're bored, always carrying a few markers in his guitar case when he's on the road so you can be entertained.

Rockstar bf!Shuji that loves when you post him on social media and show him off.

Rockstar bf!Shuji that has so many playlists for you with so many songs including his own (obv).

Rockstar bf!Shuji that sleeps on you whenever he's gonna perform. So an hour before he'd be sleeping on you, claiming it's his pre-show zen time.

Rockstar bf!Shuji who has your name engraved on his guitar case and a custom sticker of your name and your lipstick stain stuck on his guitar.

Rockstar bf!Shuji who absolutely loves you and will forever write and sing songs about you because he's so obsessed with you.

@white-poppie

[delirious-donna]

For You [Hanma Shuji]

an: Pure self-indulgence as I've been sick the past few days and I'll use any excuse to continue my soft Shuji agenda...

pairing: Hanma Shuji x female reader

warnings: fluff, self-ship coded, reader has longish hair with a similar texture to Shuji’s, fluff, bit of a sick fic I guess, domesticity, soft shuji, suggestive if you squint, did I mention the fluff?

He didn’t know what to do. That much was evident from the white noise tumbling inside his head and the empty stare that roamed your apartment. Everything was as it should be, and at the same time, nothing was right.

Shuji hadn’t heard a peep from you in almost two days, and that was unheard of before now. He appreciated that you were not overtly clingy. You didn’t need to know his exact whereabouts at any given moment of the day, but you checked in now and then, and for the first time in his life, he looked forward to those moments. So when you went radio silent except for one cursory message in reply to his attempt at humour that you were ghosting him, worry settled heavily.

The smell was apparent the second he let himself in with the spare key you had gifted him months ago. Until now, he hadn’t had reason to use it, but there was no way he would allow another day to pass without knowing what was going on. Sickness–sweet and sour–lingered in the nose, an unmistakable smell.

What he found huddled in a nest of twisted blankets tugged at a heart he had not long grown to realise existed. A mass of tangled hair obscured most of your sleeping face, though he doesn’t miss the scrunched expression etched across your features. Your skin that peeks from beneath your adorable kitty pyjamas was covered in a sheen of sweat, and he could feel the heat radiating from your body when he closed the distance in two quick strides.

You’re sick. 

The rasp of your breathing indicated something was sitting on your chest, likely a bad cold or some infection, and he doesn’t know what to do with this newfound information. Turning, he raised his glasses atop his head to pass a weary palm down his face.

Cuts, scrapes and bruises are things he can deal with. He is well accustomed to peroxide on rags to clean wounds and disinfect any dirt that might linger inside split knuckles. A raw steak slapped over a swollen eye might be considered a bit of a health hazard these days, but he still swore that nothing reduced the swelling faster. Hell, Shuji was even a dab hand with a needle and thread. He had lost count with how many of his exclusively short list of friends he had patched up to avoid the inevitable hospital questions over the years. He had even sewn himself up from time to time.

Hell, he needed to act. Standing here doing nothing was beginning to sizzle his blood.

You woke from being jostled, the haze of your fever dream preventing the usual fight or flight instinct from kicking in. Craning your neck, you blinked and scrubbed at your eyes. There was no way you were looking up at your boyfriend. No way that he had you cradled in his arms in the most delicate hold you had ever experienced.

“Shuji?” 

“Yeah, princess, it’s me. Need you to sit here f’me, alright?” He rasped, voice affected by some emotion you couldn’t quite place.

Cool porcelain met your backside, your body guided upright until you could manage your equilibrium. Hanma Shuji was here, in your apartment, in your bathroom. Rummaging through your medicine cabinet and looking for god knows what.

A bath. He could at least run you a warm bath and rid you of the smell of sweat and sickness from your pretty skin. Methodically, he worked to fill the tub and added a few splashes of some scented shit that smelled familiar from your cabinet. Shuji dutifully peeled the pyjamas and underwear from your body and threw them in the hamper with a mind to run a load for you if he remembered.

Maybe you were dreaming. Maybe your twisted fever-induced dreams had shifted away from the nauseatingly vibrant images you had experienced only a few hours ago to this muted peaceful scene. It was a nice thought, but no, this was reality and not one you ever thought you’d experience. 

A hand from behind your head came into view, a hand you knew immediately, not just by the stark black kanji inked against golden skin but the length of his slender fingers and the slight yellowish stain from the cigarettes he smoked. He handed you a soapy washcloth, which you gratefully accepted, wiping it across your body and sluffing off the grim that had caked you over the course of the last few days.

It was heaven, pure and simple, and when you thought it couldn’t get any better, Shuji surprised you once more. He gently tilted your head back, your eyes met his, and you smiled in adoration at the concentration evident on his face seconds before he began wetting your hair with the jug you kept on the edge of the bath.

“You don’t have to… Shu, I can take care of my hair once I’m better.”

Shuji clicked his tongue against his teeth in admonishment, but he held back from scolding you further for not trusting him with this small task. He washed his own damn hair, so washing yours wasn’t going to be some impossible task. His fingers worked in the suds of your shampoo into a thick lather, digging deep against your scalp and massaging firmly enough to elicit moans of bliss. 

Normally such noises would make him hard, but right now it only raised a genuine smile. This was possibly one of the most intimate things he had ever done for you. Never mind all those times he had rearranged your insides or made slow, passionate love to you. No, this was on a whole other level, and he liked it–more than he ever believed he would.

You must have dozed off whilst he shampooed and conditioned your hair because the next thing you were aware of was being lifted from the bath and wrapped in a thick fluffy towel that draped past your toes. Shuji returned you to your bedroom but paused in where to deposit you, his nose wrinkled in distaste at the mess of sheets that most definitely needed to be washed and changed. Eventually, he planted your feet on the plush rug by the bottom of your bed, one which his knees were intimately familiar with and helped towel dry your body from head to foot.

“Put these on, baby. Imma strip your bed, do you have another set?” He asked with a kiss to your temple, handing you a clean set of yellow pyjamas with little ducks covering them from your dresser drawer. 

Nodding sleepily, you pointed to the wicker storage box in the far corner before stepping into the pj pants and clumsily covering yourself with the top that bagged just enough that you could truthfully forgo the pants if you wanted.

You watched in amusement as the man known far and wide as both a talented photographer and sometimes enforcer for certain well-connected friends changed your bedding. His tall frame made it easy for him to manipulate the fitted sheet into place and wrangle a clean duvet cover on your kingsize duvet. This shitty task would have taken you nearly half an hour by yourself, but he managed in only ten.

“Need to dry my hair,” you yawned, leaning your face on his bicep and gratefully folding into his body when his arm snaked around your waist. He looked lost again, and you took pity on him. This kind of care was not his forte, but he didn’t know that all of this meant more to you than you could verbalise in your current state.

“I’ll wait for you in the living room. Take your time, alright?” With a final kiss to your forehead, he rounded the door of your bedroom and was gone from sight.

Shuji tried to sit still whilst the sound of your hairdryer filled his ears, but he was never one to sit idly by. He thought back on the times he had been sick as a kid with no one to really care for him and the things he would have wished for. In truth, a hot bath, clean clothes and a full stomach were all he ever wanted.

He was no cook, but he got by. A can of chicken soup caught his attention as he scanned your cupboards and set about warming it up on the stovetop. Your bread was still fresh, and he found butter in the fridge. He could do this. He could be the caring boyfriend when he wanted and though he had never felt inclined before, you were different.

You didn’t blow up his phone looking for sympathy or attention–no–you had tried to tough it out much like he had growing up, and it further sparked the flicker of kindred spirit that he felt about you. He wanted to protect you. There was no sense of obligation, and that made the difference. You were the first person he had loved outside of himself, and you reciprocated unconditionally. 

You took the man he was, the boy he had been and loved every part of him, flaws and all. Shuji could do the same for you, and he vowed that the next time one of you fell sick, you’d be living together and there would be no need to guess that something was wrong.

So engrossed in sentimental thoughts that were still rather foreign to him, Shuji didn’t notice the hairdryer cut off nor the sound of your bare feet padding in search of him. It wasn’t until two small arms wound around his waist that he noticed or acknowledged your presence at all.

“What did I do to deserve you, Hanma Shuji?” You sobbed wetly into the shirt covering his back. Your emotions were overwhelming you, head still stuffy from whatever sickness had beat your ass the past few days, coupled with the domesticity of watching him cook for you. Tears streaked towards your cheeks, and you smushed your face deeper into him in an attempt to halt the flow.

He chuckled whilst continuing to stir the soup. “I know a lot of people that would say you must have been real bad in a past life to have ended up with me as a boyfriend.”

You sniffled and mustered every ounce of strength–barely anything–to smack him for that comment. “Shut up, you ass. Don’t spoil it.”

Shuji turned slowly. The amused expression softening in the face of your soppy, pathetic face that he couldn’t possibly adore any more, and he raised a hand to thumb away your tears. Enfolding you fully into his arms, he cooed softly against your freshly dried hair and smiled at the scent that was uniquely you had returned to your skin.

“I want you to know that I would do anything for you. Not only would I rip apart this entire fucking world if someone dared hurt you.” He enthused before his tone softened with a quiet exhale as if he were about to whisper some unspoken secret. “But I’ll also bathe you when you need the help, and I’ll feed you when you’re hungry. For you, there is nothing too much.”

[melodyidk]

Thinking about Hanma coming home on his birthday, greeted by an over-bubbly you by the door. He lifts an eyebrow and asks what's got you smiling so wide.

You just giggle and respond innocently with a "You'll see later."

And when he's finally in bed after the diner you made for him he asks you again.

You just get up, turn around and lift up your shirt.

The moment he sees the familiar "Sin" and "Punishment" tattooed on your lower back he practically jumps up in bed.

"You like it?"

"Like it? I love it, dollface ♡"

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Just wanna be branded as his property. Imagine how hard he's gonna fuck you everytime he glances down at you bend over, all for him to use, and sees his tattoos on your body, showing the whole world who you belong to. Gonna grip your hips till you bruise and whine for him, praising you for being his good girl :(

"That's it, pretty. Best fucking gift I've ever received. Gonna fill you all nicely with my cum. You want that, don't you?"

The Hanma brain rot is real y'all

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ Sub for you

❖ Characters: Baji, Benkei, Hanma

❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

❖ Summary: they decide to let you take over, allowing you to dominate them

❖ WARNINGS: Dom!reader, edging,them getting tied up, penetrative sex, overstimulation, pegging, ruined orgasm, anal fingering, facesitting, oral (reader giving)

❖ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! | requested by @charbunxxi

☰ Baji:

ꕤ It was a change of pace for Baji, usually the dominant one or at least not completely at your mercy

ꕤ But when you got the handcuffs out and gave him the doe eyes he just couldn't say no to you

ꕤ After all - what harm is there if he just gets tied up?

ꕤ He still had that smug grin on when you lowered your pretty lips onto his rock hard length, thinking you just tied him up so he can't fuck your face

ꕤ Oh boy was he wrong

ꕤ The moment he started groaning and bucking his hips upwards, desperate for you to take more than just his tip you pulled away completely

ꕤ He wanted to reach out but the handcuffs restrained him, making him visibly irritated

ꕤ “untie me. I wanna fuck you” he grumbles, dick twitching from neglect

ꕤ you gave him a sweet smile and kissed his leaking tip “you know the safeword if it's too much” you hummed, continuing to tease him

ꕤ Baji broke out in a sweat after the third orgasm you denied him, the tears rolling out of his eyes after the fifth

ꕤ Only when he was whimpering and begging for you to please let him cum you let him

ꕤ eagerly riding him, his seed painting your walls white as he almost screams out in pleasure, finally being able to release

ꕤ His eyes went wide when you didn't stop however, an evil smirk on your lips

ꕤ “you wanted to cum so badly… so I let you” you moan softly, wanting him to fall into overstimulation

ꕤ Baji was completely spent once you were done with him, his arms wrapped around you “you gotta do that more often” he whispered flustered

☰ Benkei:

ꕤ Benkei was always big on equality so when he wanted to explore anal with you he gave you the permission to play with his behind as well if that's what you want

ꕤ and of course you didn't say no to the chance of having this big guy whimpering beneath you!

ꕤ His breath was harder than usual when you were gently stroking his cock, your tongues dancing around each other but your other hand was slowly traveling to his butt cheeks

ꕤ “We don't have to, if you'd rather not” you remind him loving, letting him know that its okay

ꕤ He shakes his head however and gets onto the bed, laying on his stomach with his hips propped up “I'm just nervous that's all” he mumbles, having heard all kind of horror stories

ꕤ “I'm gonna be gentle… and if its too much… yellow or red, yes?” you remind him of the traffic light system you guys use when trying new things before squirting some lube over his behind

ꕤ You started with gently rubbing your fingers over his puckered hole until he relaxed enough to insert one which made him hiss so you slowed down even more

ꕤ Once his breathing returned back to normal you slowly started moving your finger and eventually adding a second one

ꕤ Before he noticed it, he was groaning and rutting into the mattress beneath him from just your fingers massaging his walls

ꕤ “Think you can handle more, my good boy?” you asked in a hushed voice, slowly rubbing the strap against his thigh and without hesitation he moaned out a “yes please” taking you by surprise since he never sounded so desperate before

ꕤ gently you removed your fingers and put the strap on and lubed it up before pressing the tip against his rear, being extra slow so you wont hurt him

ꕤ “Just fuck me already” he groaned, fisting up the sheets and pushing his hips backwards into yours, taking the strap in one go

ꕤ It didn't even take him five minutes untill his moans raised so unfamiliar in their pitch, whimpering under your body as his thigh muscles tensed up - a tell tale sign f his orgasm being oh so close

ꕤ you started thrusting a little harder, giving him his first prostate orgasm which made him scream your name in euphoria, going completely limp afterwards when you pulled out

ꕤ “Never thought i would like it that much” he chuckles, pulling you into his strong arms for a short cuddle session before you two had to clean up the mess that was him

☰ Hanma:

ꕤ Shuji and you never really had a dynamic, always doing what feels right in the moment

ꕤ but when you suddenly pinned him down with a piercing gaze he gulped, feeling his dick twitch in excitement

ꕤ his obedience was rewarded with your cunt hovering above his face, completely neglecting his cock

ꕤ his hands were still pinned above his head as you started grinding against his tongue and letting the tip of his nose brush against your clit repeatedly

ꕤ you didn't care that your juices were running down his cheeks and onto the pillow beneath his head - neither did he try to free his hands from your grasp, liking the situation he got himself into

ꕤ only when his skilled tongue let the climax ripple through you, your thighs almost crushing his head, you took mercy on him and climbed off his face to gently jerk him off

ꕤ Carefully you wrapped your lips around his hard length, dragging your head up and down torturously slow until he was groaning, dick twitching against your tongue

ꕤ he was so sure of his sweet release inside of your mouth but you pulled away completely once he started to cum, ruining his orgasm and watching him squirm

ꕤ “you're gonna pay for this” he hissed, panting heavy as his own seed painted his abs, his cheeks flushed pink from the intensity of his release

ꕤ just then he heard the cuffs click and your hand returned to his semi hard dick “will i pay for that now, hm?” You teased, letting him know that he has a long night ahead of himself

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MDNI UNDER THE CUT, PLEASE.

"Ohh-hoh-hoh! Yeah? Baby likes that, huh? Don't you? Tell me. Tell me how much you like that, princess. I needa hear the words."

Hanma had been fucking with you in some way or another since you woke up this morning. There was nothing particularly special about the day. It wasn't an anniversary or a birthday. No, he just got a bug up his ass and wanted to pester you until you reached your breaking point. And that was his specialty if you ever saw a person have one.

But it was how he was pestering you that really got under your skin. He would get you on the precipice of your orgasm and stop everything he was doing to go smoke a cigarette or have a bite of a leftover sandwich with the dumpster cats.

"Shu-Shuji ... wh-wher-why are you doing this to me? Huh? Did I piss you off or somethin'? Did you have a dream where I cheated on you and this is your revenge? Baby, I would never. I swear. You know this. Jus- please. You gotta lemme finish. Fuck, Shuji! Can I finish mys-" you knew it was a stupid question. A stupid, stupid, stupid question.

"DON'T!! You know better than to ask me if you can finish what I start. Keep your hands where I can see them at all times. You understand?" He took one last drag of his cigarette and put it out in the glass ashtray on the rickety bannister and walked through the screen back into the living room, sitting down on the opposite end of the couch from you.

"Shuji ...?" You glared at him. "Ar-what are you doing?"

He looked at you blankly. "What do you think I'm doing? I'm watching TV."

You let out a frustrated whine and grabbed one of the throw pillows, smacking him with it. "No. No no no no. You don't get to just stop when you're right there and just ... just watch TV! Shuji, I swear to God, you're going to kill me."

He raised an eyebrow and turned off the TV, turning his attention towards you. "And why, pray tell, would I kill you?"

"YOU'RE going to be the dead one soon if you don't help your sweet, ridiculously wet girlfriend out." You sat the pillow down on the couch and walked slowly to you and Hanma's bedroom. You knew he was looking at you. Taking in the curve of your hips. The jiggle of your ass in those thin pajama shorts. For a second before disappearing into the room, you stopped and looked at him. Expressionless. But he saw it, he always saw what wasn't there.

He let out a chuckle and got up, following you to the bedroom.

As soon as you heard his footsteps, you crawled onto the bed. You could hear him shuffling around in the doorway. "Please, Shuji. I need you."

Hanma came over to you on the bed. "Oh yeah, baby? You need me? Why you so needy today? Hm? 'S like all you think about is my cock." He ran his middle finger from your leg to your clothed clit and pressed down. "Such a hot little thing, isn't it? Maybe I should cool it off? Would you like that, princess?"

He pulled your shorts down, leaving your panties on you.

"Shuji ... baby, please."

"What's that, baby? What do you need?"

"I need you. Please. I need you."

"Oh, you want me to fuck you, huh? Is that it? Want me to fuck you so hard you can't even walk tomorrow?"

You grabbed his shoulder and pulled him closer to you, pressing your lips to his. "Fuck me, Shuji."

He smirked against your lips and pushed your panties to the side and his fingers inside you slowly, listening to you moan into his mouth. "Fuck, baby. You're so wet for me, aren't you? You've been wet all day, haven't you? I bet you were ready for me as soon as you woke up."

Hanma pumped his fingers inside of you so fast and hit everything so right that you were about to cum. The noise alone got you there much quicker than his touch, you think. Your pussy was so desperate for him, so wet, so squelchy.

"Princessss ... you're in such a rush right now."

You huffed out in absolute frustration. "What do you mean 'right now'. I've been like this since you woke me up with your hand between my thighs? Yeah, yeah. Pretty much soaking since then, Shu."

He laughed.

"Please, baby. Fuck."

"Are you telling me what to do? I don't think I like your tone." Hanma backed off of you and walked his long fingers up the length of your left leg and back over to your pussy.

"The fuck is your problem? You're being unnecessarily assho-ohh fffuckkkk, Shu!" He plunged his fingers into your cunt and did what he did best - that is, aside from his mouth and cock. But he was on one today and was pushing the envelope with you for some fuck of a reason. He hooked his fingers inside you and rubbed the rough pad of his thumb over your clit.

"Don't. Fucking. Move." He growled in your ear through gritted teeth as he worked his fingers. "I wanna see you cum with just my fingers. And I wanna see it soon." He pressed down harder and faster, watching as you gripped the sheets and bucked your hips towards him.

"Oh my god. Fuck. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. Shuji, I'm gonna-"

"Cum. Right ... fucking ... now!" He pushed his fingers down harder and curled them, hitting your g-spot with such precision you wondered if he had been taking night classes or something.

You let out a loud moan and squirted onto his hand, soaking the bed sheets and his arm.

"Oh, fuck. That's my princess." He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean. Walking to the doorway, he left you in a literal puddle on the bed. "You fuckin' happy now or you gonna keep whinin' about how bad you need me?" He smirked, kissed you on the forehead and said he'd be out back feeding the cats again.

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Starring Tokyo Revengers Men ✰ In Disrespect

Cast Line Up Ran, Rindou, Hajime, Haruchiyo, Mikey and Shuji

Rated PG-13

Street Harassment and Violence under the cut!

Summary How The Men Defend you, A lot of Fafo (Fuck Around and Find Out) Happening up in here!

No pronouns in this Babes

Ran Haitani

✰ Ran is used to being Adored, Feared, and Admired but when he got with you things changed

✰ He caught strange eyes staring down your ass too many times to be reasonable

✰ Men looking You down nasty while making obscene gestures or saying filth about what they would do to you if they got you alone, Made Ran turn into a Skull cracking monster

✰ The Baton coming out and if the Baton’s Not accessible? Ran Picking Up the Almighty Brick

✰ Really it’s over before it started, Ran trying to fix his hair while the Aggressor (Victim?) Lying there with a busted head

✰ His Excuse? “I'm the only one allowed to stare at your ass like that”

The Haitani Brothers were hosting the party of a lifetime, Everyone was there from Bonten Execs to wealthy businessmen, Even their Boss Manjiro Sano showed his face there.

You were enjoying yourself sitting On Ran Haitani's lap, Dress to the Nines and decked out in enough Diamonds that would make even Zales Look shabby

Ran Treated you like you were the guest honor because in his eyes you are. You both were living it up, the night was yours but every party has to end

The Moment Ran left you to get you another drink bullshit had to occur. “You with that Ran Haitani right? You know he used to wear pigtails? You need a real man like me” Wasted Sleazebag Slurred out to you, “Ran is a thousand times better than you” You quickly snapped Back to Wasted Sleazebag while you prayed for Ran to return

“You need me, baby, I'm telling you I can please you better than that boy ”Wasted Sleazebag said while trying to get his point across by pulling you close to him, Before he was able to bring you in his arms he heard something that would change his life forever

“What the Fuck?!” Sanzu said loudly grabbing everyone's attention including the Haitani Brothers, Ran Practically sprinted to your rescue grabbing a wine bottle in the process

“The Fuck you think you're doing, Huh? Touching what belongs to me while under my roof??? The audacity of some people” Ran Dramatically said before motioning to Rindou “Grab him Little bro” Ran said while smiling

With Rindou Holding Wasted Sleazebag, Ran Proceeded to beat the senses out of the creep while Giggling only halting when he felt he had done enough damage

Ran was quick to pull you into a hug “Are you okay Baby?” He asked you while his eyes searched your face for your response, “ Yeah I'm okay Ran” you answered him

“Good. ALRIGHT, EVERYBODY, YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO HOME BUT YOU GOT TO THE GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE. PARTY OVER!” Ran Yelled while Rindou and Sanzu began to escort everyone out. “The rest of the night belongs to you, Love” Ran softly said to you while holding you close

Rindou Haitani

✰ Rindou Never had to worry about some fucker testing his patience until he got with you

✰ He is very perceptive of How Men Oogle your body or the nasty things they whisper about you and it pisses him off

✰ Rindou Is Quick to tackle idiots and hold their limbs hostage, Hell even Ran Joins in By cracking the offender over the head with a random object

✰ So Many Joints locked and bones broken because Losers Trying his patience by disrespecting you

✰ He will never Get Over it or take it lightly, You deserve better than being treated like an object by some slimeballs and he tells you this every time he's done giving the fools a hurting of a lifetime

Rindou was in good spirits, The people In the Club loved how he was DJing and you looked dropped dead Gorgeous

Your body was filling out the outfit he bought you well. you couldn't even lie you felt fucking sexy as Hell, Rindou could barely keep his hands to himself from touching up on you

Your man was practically glued to your side only leaving you to DJ and talk to his fans

You had no worries as you closed your eyes getting caught up in the music, Your body swaying to the beat. everything was serene until you felt arms wrapping around your waist

“Damn Baby, You fine as hell and you got moves but you with that Weak Haitani fuck?!? How about you bounce that ass on a real one? Belligerent Jackass whispered in your ear making you jolt away from Him

You were more than ready to slap the hell out of this man but before you could even raise your hand to Slap the taste out of Belligerent Jackass's mouth, He was on the ground Bawling while Rindou had him in an arm breaker

“I TAP! I TAP! You're going to break my Arm!” Belligerent Jackass screamed while Rindou tightened his hold. Rindou could only laugh “Who's gonna stop me from breaking your shit, Huh? No one. I'm going to snap your arm so you'll never be able to touch what does not belong to you again” Rindou said before he broke the bones in Belligerent Jackass's arm effortlessly

With the snapping of the bones in his arm, Belligerent Jackass fell into unconsciousness from the pain as Rindou got up and fixed his clothes before walking to you so he could embrace you

“I’m sorry I left you alone and He touched you like that. Are you okay? We can go home if you want” Rindou whispered into your ear, “I'm alright now that you are here Rin, let's try to enjoy the rest of our night” you gently said as you wrapped your arms around his muscular frame

Hajime Kokonoi

✰ Hajime treats you like royalty, It Rubs him raw when you are wronged by those he considers your lessers

✰ Protecting You has been his number one priority since the day He met you so when He catches idiots saying disgusting things about your body, He sees red

✰ He's not stupid nor blind he knows you're beautiful and the designer clothes he dresses in you in only add to that beauty but that doesn't give anyone the right to harass you

✰ He wears heavy rings on his hands just for the purpose of punching those who make dirty comments about you

✰ Anybody want to become an enemy of his? Just threaten or disrespect the ones he cares for

Hajime was spending his day spoiling you like usual, Dropping Thousands of Dollars in every store in the mall that you had visited. If your eyes had laid on it for more than five seconds, consider it yours

Buying you stuff made him happy but you were glad to just have his hand in yours, Having his time always made you smile

“Koko, Can you get me something to drink?” You gently asked him while you rubbed his hand, “Of course, Anything for you My love” He answered you before leaving your side as you sat down to rest your feet

You got on your phone scrolling through your socials as you waited for your man to get back to you only for you to be disturbed by the voice of Crusty the Loser

“How much you cost?” He said to you a little too loud for your liking, “I'm not for sale, can you leave me alone please?” You said to him as calm as you can

“Hell No! How much I got to pay you to spend a night with m-” Crusty the Loser was quickly cut off by the fist of Hajime

“How dare you speak like that? Have You no sense?” Hajime seethed as he Kicked Crusty the loser lights out before regaining his composure and turning to you, “I hope he didn't ruin your day My love” Hajime said to you as he grabbed your hand

“ My day can never be ruined with you around Koko” You said as you laid your head on his shoulder, “Good. Now let's go buy that Drink you wanted” Hajime said before kissing your head

Haruchiyo Sanzu

✰ Only fools fuck with you, Everyone knows how Haruchiyo feels about you

✰ The only two people he adores are Mikey and You, This man dedicates his soul to protecting you two

✰ When it comes to someone disrespecting you violence is always the answer

✰ The crazed look in his eyes as his pretty long eyelashes flutter so innocently, Letting you know it's about to GO DOWN

✰ How can He look so pretty while he cuts down those who disrespect your name? Blood on his clothes and body but he still looks sexy

✰ You know how Haruchiyo can get so that's why you try to defuse the situation before things get Hectic after all you are his kryptonite

You were having a beautiful picnic with Haruchiyo, and Everything was going so perfectly. The windswept Haruchiyo hair around that he looked just like an angel, He was so relaxed and mellow

“Haru, can You get me some Ice Cream?” You gently asked Him making him smile as he got up off the blanket with you, “ Of Course Babe, anything for you” He answered you as he began to walk away from you

Haruchiyo hadn't been Gone from your side longer than One minute when your sunlight was Blocked By Musty Fool who was looking you up and down

“Hey Baby, I just wanted to tell you that you are very beautiful. I saw your Girlfriend and you from over there and I just wanted to tell you how beautiful you look today” Musty fool said as he rubbed his hands together

“That “Girlfriend” as you called him is my boyfriend and he wouldn't appreciate you talking to me. Thank you but No Thank you” You answered Musty fool as you tried to ignore him but this pissed Musty fool off

“I lied, You ain’t Beautiful. You ugly anyway, fuck you thought you Bit-” Musty fool was cut off when he felt the cold metal of Haruchiyo Glock Pressed to the back of his skull

“What were you fucking saying? Hmm?” Haruchiyo asked while he stood there with that look in his eyes that told you things were about to end badly for Musty Fool

Musty Fool started Blubbering while you got up and wrapped your arms around Haruchiyo “Baby, He's not worth it” You said as you laid your head on his back making Haruchiyo lower his gun. ‘ You can go now” You told Musty fool who preceded to Run away Faster than Usain Bolt

“Let's go home, Haru” you whispered into his back before placing a kiss on his spine making him shiver against your touch

Manjiro “Mikey” Sano

✰ Lord Bless the fool who pisses Manjiro Off by disrespecting You, Their life will be shortened and filled with pain.

✰ Manjiro Guards your well-being with his life enough as it is but the moment you are slighted by some asshole? It's over for them in a matter of seconds

✰ Manjiro looks so calm while he approaches the one that disrespected you, They never would've guessed his foot would be against their head before they can blink

✰ And if Manjiro doesn't want to dirty himself? He will send Sanzu to be the Angel of Death

✰ There is No calming Manjiro Sano down when the one he loves has been harassed

Manjiro Sat in a private booth with all the Bonten executives as you stood at the bar ordering a drink for yourself, His eyes constantly staying on you while Ran Haitani was telling his tales

You knew Manjiro was watching you like he always do whenever you two went out, You took solace in his watchful gaze for he made you feel safe

Grabbing your glass as the bartender handed it to you, You began your trek back to your man when Drunken Idiot stopped you

“That ass is thicc” Drunken idiot stated before spanking your ass hard enough for the sound to echo as he walked passed you, You were frozen in place from shock as your eyes went wide

Everything was in slow motion for you as Manjiro and All Bonten executives stood up, Manjiro approached Drunken Idiot quicker than the speed of light with his face emotionless

Without a single warning Manjiro Kicked the teeth out of Drunken Idiot's mouth “ Try Saying that shit again without any teeth, better Yet you won't be saying anything Ever again” Manjiro said while he motioned for Sanzu to Take care of the Garbage in the best way he knows how

Manjiro Grabbed your wrist softy before leading you back to the private booth, sitting you on his lap while he buried his face into your back

“You okay??? I never let anything like that happen to you again” he said quietly to you while he rubbed circles in your skin as you two waited for Sanzu to finish up so he can drive you home

Shuji Hanma

✰ Shuji is never short of fights whenever he's with you, Creeps constantly checking you out and it sickens him to his core

✰ Anybody looks at your body funny? Hitting on you? Talking Nasty while Motioning at You?? They will See a fist with Punishment tattooed on it approaching them at record speed

✰ The Reaper beating fools faces down to unrecognizable mush while his Gold eyes stare ahead with boredom in them

✰ The fights don't amuse him because it's you being made uncomfortable by a asshole

✰How Many faces he gotta break Until Idiots show you respect?? He doesn't know, but he will continue to lay hands on them until they treat you the way you deserve to be treated

Shuji was walking with you down the street, his hand on your ass while you ate an ice cream cone he bought you

You two were enjoying the pretty day, you occasionally caught his Golden eyes staring down at your face and you couldn't help but smile at him whenever you did. You cherished these nice moments with him but unfortunately good moments doesn’t last forever

“Good Lawd, Baby would treat me like that ice cream and Lap me up? You heard out of nowhere making Shuji Stop in his tracks

“Who the Fuck said That?” Shuji Said as He slowly Turned around, “I did, You tall Bitch” Snot nosed Slob said boldly

“Oh, a Fearless one. I'm about to beat some sense into you, Make Your snotty nose Bloody” Shuji Said before cracking his knuckles as he stalked over to Snot Nosed Slob

Snot Nosed Slob tried to get a punch in but Shuji was too fast for him, Shuji had him by his neck before he could swing his fist “Do you have anything to say now? Hmmm” Shuji said while smiling like a madman

“No Please put me down!” Snot-Nosed Slob cried before Shuji Knocked his lights out. “Too late to plead now” Shuji Said as he dropped Snot Nosed slob on the ground

You could only Roll your eyes as you kissed his knuckles “ Did That Make You feel Better Baby?” You said to him while he smiled at you, “Yeah babe but I would feel even better once we leave this ugly scene” Shuji said as he grabbed your hand leading you away

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Men who'll love you and don't care who sees it. Men who'll kiss you in public, and kiss you more if someone says something about it. Men who will bring you flowers at your job and tell anyone in the area how much he loves you because !!! how could he not !!! Men who don't notice anything or anyone else around them, not when you're there, because why do they care about any of them when You're so cute right there?? Men who will tell you they love you an obnoxious amount of times. Men who will tell their friends they need to "ask my baby first" before going out. ♡♡♡

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𝐖𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀 𝐁𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐩 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰 In which . . . Pink bows.

〔CW〕 — Kissing, Shuji's muscles, pet names (babe and baby)

〔AN〕 — I did it @white-poppie

Hanma can’t say no to that pout. The way you jut your bottom lip out, how your eyes magically shine beneath the light of your room, and how your brows furrow. It’s his biggest weakness. With a loud groan and a punch to the face of your plushie, to which you gasp at, he looks at you for three long seconds.

“You’re not gonna give up are you?”

“Nope.”

Another sigh and a glance up at you and your cute little face, “Fuck you.” He grumbles as he sticks his arm out and lifts his sleeve to expose his bicep.

“You love me so much,” You hum in response, sitting down next to him and adjusting the position of his arm, “flex it a little please?”

Shuji obeys and you start tying the pretty pink ribbon around his tightened muscle. When you’re done, you smile happily and clap your hands, feeling content.

“So pretty Shu!”

“I guess..”

With a small hug from you, his exterior softens and he only holds you closer. Only to slam you down on the bed and hover over you to capture your lips in a greedy kiss.

When you pull away to catch your breath, he kisses your cheeks, “What’s gotten into you all of a sudden?”

“Sugar rush,” He states simply, “you’re so sweet baby.”

“I didn’t do anything!”

“Doesn’t matter, you’re cute.”

Heat caresses your cheeks and a small proud smile paints your face as he pulls away to look at the bow tied around his bicep, “Is this like your way of claiming me or something?”

“Just thought it was cute.”

“Right.”

“I swear!”

“Shh, don’t swear.”

More kisses were gifted to you that night, and a well deserved sleep for the both of you.

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