#tokyo rev ran

[haitani-maki]

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Ran Haitani x Fem!Reader

TW: workplace, fingering, orgasm denied, just Ran being mean

English not my first language

Ran Haitani is so mean. He's so mean for playing with you, how can he start something and not finish it?

You just wanted to surprise him by going to his work.

Ran sat you at his table, the hands that held tightly at your waist slowly descended, joining one palm to the other.

Stopping in the middle of your thighs, slipping between one and the other. The back of his hands opening them, leaving you completely open to him.

Ran approached, standing between your legs. One of his hands rests on your thigh and the other went behind your body, Ran leaned over you, bringing their bodies together and leaning fully on the table.

His chest squeezing your breasts, your faces close, your lips brushing teasingly. Ran's fingers pressing your thigh, he lowers his lips to the curve of your neck, biting and sucking the area making you moan slurred.

Ran fit perfectly between your legs, moving his hips, making you feel his semi-hard bulge. The slight friction made your still-clothed pussy twitch.

Ran pulled away, looking at yours open legs, the hand that was on your thigh began to move up. Pulling up the bottom of your dress, revealing your panties to him, Ran smiled as he looked at your covered pussy that he so wanted to punish. Ran looks at you as if he's going to devour you, running his tongue across his lips and a malicious smile forming.

He brought his thumb to your clothed clitoris, pressing it and circling it, making you moan sly.

Ran pulled your panties to the side, running his finger over your lubrication. Two fingers sank into your pussy, making you moan loudly.

He started moving his fingers, reaching places on you that only he could with his long fingers, making you squirm when his fingers hit that spot that makes you see stars.

Ran's fingers worked perfectly, going back and forth with strength. He stood over you, his skillful fingers never stopping, he kissed you swallowing all your moans, his tongue dancing in perfect synchrony with yours.

Separating the kiss for lack of air, Ran pressed his forehead against yours, you held him tightly as you moaned his name.

Tears forming in your eyes due to pleasure, your legs starting to shake, and your pussy contracting...You were close

Ran interrupted his movements, taking his fingers out of your pussy and putting them in his mouth, sucking on them as if they were candy

"I love the wonderful taste your pussy has, but now I need to attend a meeting."

He leaves, leaving you there frustrated with your denied orgasm

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[okkalo]

thinking of accompanying a toman reunion party as ran’s plus one. you and him have been dating for years at the point, the rest of the gang were not new to you whatsoever.

mikey had persisted on throwing a secret santa for the party, insisting you joined in as well. after peer pressure, you gave in.

you were surprised to see ran holding out a small bag for you when it was your turn to get your present. of course, you took it as suspicious how your boyfriend turned out to be your secret santa. nevertheless, you took the bag from his smirking lips with a look of suspicion.

inside was an envelope and a velvet ring box.

you decide not to let your heart get too excited, not wanting to assume the best and be let down. so, you started with the envelope. you immediately cringed whenever you saw one of those cheesy romantic cards inside, ‘are you the grinch? because you stole my heart’ being worded on the front of the card. it wasn’t like he didn’t know it was cheesy, after all, he would constantly hear you joke about how bad cards were nowadays whenever either of you were gifted one.

“read it out loud!” mikey shouted, breaking the silence that enveloped the room.

“i’m not reading this out loud,” you immediately fought back with a small laugh, seeing how the inside of his card was just as cheesy and not at all like the usual nonchalant ran at all. despite it all, your heart grew warm as your hands grew shaky. was he really going to propose this way?

taking a breath after reading his written message about how he’s enjoyed the years together with you, you braced yourself and reached to pull out the ring box. it was eerily silent in the crowded room when you pulled it open, your heart stuttering until it immediately shattered at the sight of a ring pop tugged into the ring slot.

annoyed by his antics and the way he played with your heart, you immediately turned around to give him a glare, only to see him kneeling in front of you with an actual ring sitting in his hands.

“wrong ring,” he grinned up at you, immediately wiping away your earlier anger. “so…will you marry me?”

maybe you could forgive him for playing with your heart a little.

[yeppeun-riaa]

♡ Hate sex♡

multiple x reader

It was no secret that you and him absolutely hated each other's guts, and you don't hold back on telling him just how much you hate him.

But maybe you went a tad bit to far, completely embarrassing him infront of countless other people, at this point you forgot what you did, too far gone with the way he was abusing your hole.

"Ohmyfuckinggod!-please" your eyes rolled back so far into your head you swore youcaught a glimpse of your brain and you moaned like some where. "Liltte bitch—fuck—you thought you could get away with makin' a fucking fool outta me, hmm?" Your mouth hangs agape and you yelp at the harsh connection of his hand to your ass.

He grips your hair and pulls your face up, pressing the rest of your body against the wall, "fucking answer me, slut" he slaps you hard again, your back arching so much that it hurt. "No! I'm-im sorry—shiiit I won't do it again" you moan again, you should be embarrassed really, how wet you were, how much you enjoyed him using you like this, it's pathetic, I mean, you hate him, right?

"I'm gonna cum! Please!" He moaned softly and sucked small marks onto your neck, sliding his hand to your puffy clit, rubbing swift circles onto your bundle of nerves, "fucking cum then" he say harshly and it throws you over the edge, but he doesn't stop, oh did you think he was done with you?

Tears spill out your eyes at the overstimulation, he was still rubbing your clit and pounding into you, "noo! St-stop its to much!" You whined but he only laughed and thrusted harder, making you scream and come undone on his cock for the second time, you're pretty sure people outside could hear you screaming and full on crying.

"Fuuckk, this is what happens to sluts like you that don't know your place" he says into your ear as tears stream down your face, it feel too good, you feel his hips stutter and he practically growls into your ear, "cum with me" And so you cum for the third time, moaning at how his cum fills you up.

He pulls out and tucks himself back into his pants, turning you around and kissing you, nice and long before pulling away laughing at how much of a fucking mess you looked, his cum mixed with your juices dripping down your thighs, your makeup ruined, eyes red from crying, you once ironed clothes now completely wrinkled. He patted your head and pulled your skirt down "next time think twice about being such a little bitch" he spat leaning down and taking one of your nipples into his mouth and you whined when he bit down. He pulled away and buttoned back up your shirt.

"Now get out, I want everyone to see you with my cum dripping out of you, and don't for a second think Im done with you yet."

ran haitani, rindou haitani, sanzu haruchiyo, taiju shiba, izana kurokawa(tr) toji fushiguro, gojo satoru, hiromi higuruma(jjk) Jean kirstein(aot) and your fav cuz I can't think of anyone else:)

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[married-to-google-translater]

Yandere Ran Haitani fluffy headcanon

Ran's affection would change as the relationship progressed.

Just like his "love".

It would start innocently at first.

It would be fun with Ran.

His hugs would be soft.

And the kisses are sweet.

There would be something to own in the beginning.

But this would be hard to notice.

However, Ran's feelings darken quickly.

Suddenly PDA would be mandatory.

Ran wouldn't want to let go of you either… Literally.

His hand would almost always be on your waist or shoulder when you are out in public

Ran's kisses also become much more possessive and passionate.

It feels like Ran can't get enough of you.

Love bites are also a thing.

Btw Ran is often a big spoon.

And you get a lot more attention after being kidnapped…

Maybe because you can't go anywhere XD

[jubilee40]

“Fuck, princess. Your pussy is addicting.” Boyfriend Ran Haitani groaned, his balls smacking against your ass as he tirelessly thrust into your pussy. His hands gripped the fat of your ass.

“Ah, baby, My-my-my break is almost over.” The sounds of your ecstasy filling the women’s restroom. Your work uniform pulled up to show your tits bouncing in rhythm to your boyfriend’s thrust, your khaki pants and panties pulled down to your ankles.

“Don't worry, I'm close to filling your slutty cunt.” Ran chuckles, one hand moves away from your ass to tease your aching clit.

The only thing stopping a customer from walking in and seeing you being fucked against the wall is the cleaning caution tape across the door.

[ghostlyforxst]

GENDER: Female Reader

WARNINGS: Inappropriate Language, Jealousy, 18+, Fingering, Oral (Male Receiving), Cum Denial, Squirting, Slight! Hair Pulling. and Slight! Degrading

CHARACTER: Ran Haitani

WORD COUNT: 830

A/N - I've been wanting to write this for while now and I pleased that I got too, also got thigh riding one coming up soon just got to figure which character. Which character do y'all want?

ABRIVATION KEY: F/F = Favorite Food, Y/N = Your Name

     Ran hated it, he hated the way your radiant lips were upturned into a smile at the coquettish waiter—oblivious of his flirtatious remarks and touchy-feely hands. 

     “And for the beautiful lady, F/F.” The waiter beamed as he laid the dish before you, his hand ghosting over yours purposely. 

     It pissed Ran off, and his irritability only intensified as you removed the napkin hidden beneath your plate. “Give that here.” 

    You peered up at Ran and reached over the table, complying with him. Ran’s eyes narrowed at the paper cloth, pupils trembling with rage, his calm demeanor unraveling. The bastard had inked his number into the napkin with ‘Need a better man? Call me.’ written below it. That sent Ran over the edge, baffled and angered at how the dumbass could soberly flirt with you when you are with him, he hops to his feet and rams his hands against the wooden table—frightening you and the surrounding customers.  

     Ran snatches you by the wrist, yanking you from the chair and out the restaurant. He needed to get away before he made the mistake of murdering that waiter.

     "Woah, where are we going?" You questioned, confused. “What is wrong with you, Ran?” 

     “What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me!?” Ran laughed bitterly, roughly tugging the car door open and ushering you into the leather seat. “That damned waiter is what is wrong with me. Not just the waiter either, it’s how you didn’t even deny any of his actions and comments. But that doesn’t matter right now, because I’mma remind you who you belong to you fucking slut.” 

     Ran shuts the door noisily before rushing to the drivers, he revs up the car and speeds off. You glanced over at him, watching how his knuckles whitened at the grip of the steering wheel and his jaw clenching angrily. Your eyes wandered out the window, pondering on your words, the silence was strained and you hated it—-but his jealousy was secretly attractive. 

     “I’m sorry-” 

     Ran’s hand ceased your apology with a squeeze of your thigh, your breath quivering as his fingers inched up your leg and under your dress. 

     “No panties, huh?” Ran spoke, scowling before stroking a finger along your bare pussylips. 

     Your cheeks bloomed with embarrassment and you looked away, feeling yourself becoming aroused.  

     “Watch me, Y/N.” Ran grinned, pressing past your folds and kneading at your clit. “Watch the one who’s going to make a mess of you.”

     You whined hushly, your hips grinding into his hand.  

     “That’s right baby, make those pretty little noises.” He purred, a finger swirling around your hole before he eased it into your wetness. 

      Your nails raked against the seat, spreading your legs further apart, with a gasp. Knuckles deep, Ran retreats his finger from your puffy pussy before he adds another digit and thrusts them back into you with a slick slurp of your cunt. 

     “Ran…”You breathed, writhing with a humming whine.

     A lazy smirk comes to Ran's lips, feeling your pussy sucking and tightening around his fingers, and he eases his digits from your wetness before you can cum.

     Your thighs chafed against each other desperately and you seized his hand as you pleaded, “Please, please, please make me cum Ran!”  

      “I don’t think you deserve to cum,” he jested. 

     “No, please.” 

     Ran droned thoughtfully before lifting himself up from the seat fairly, a hand still resting on the steering wheel, and shimmied from his pants and boxers—his dick leaping from its confines.  

     “Suck.” 

     Your eyes broaden before hurdling over the middle compartment and taking his erection into your hand, parting your lips and circling the head of his cock with your tongue. His lips lifts with a snarl as his hand grasps your hair and bucks his hips into your mouth, plunging his dick into your wet heat. 

     ‘Honk!’ 

     “Shit.” He hissed, his free hand returning to the wheel. 

      You smiled broadly around his cock then you hollowed your cheeks and bounced your head, his trimmed pubes tickling your face. Ran inhales suddenly, slamming his head back against the headrest. Your hand slithers down to his balls, palming at them, as your sopping tongue runs along the veins of his dick.  Ran jolts, cock twitching, as his hot cum spurts down your constricting throat—choking you. 

     “Fuck, baby~” He curses, petting your head. “You definitely need a reward after that.” 

     Your heart thrums against your heaving chest, bobbing your head needily, and adjusting yourself back into your seat. Oh did your cunt throb excruciatingly, sobbing for a release. You sighed as Ran’s fingers made themselves at home in your pussy again, rocking with his fingers. You nibble on your lower lip, tilting your pelvis for him to hit that good spot, approaching your orgasm rapidly. Your back arches, a strained moan coming from you, as you squirted around him. 

     “Damn, all mine.” He gaped, shoving his fingers into his mouth and lapping your arousal up. “You taste so good~"

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Bonten: - Morticia Addams (Male) Reader

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🫓Flatbread-Anon, you're back! It's been a good while since I've heard from you, I'm glad you've sent me another one of your amazing asks. — Benny 🐰

The Bonten members that take an interest in you will be Ran and Kakucho; because I need to write some exclusive content for those two and this is the closest I'll get for now. Their parts will be separated of course.

                                                                                                   

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Yet another traitor to Bonten had been sniffed out. This on had been poking around in their real-estate business ties, closing and canceling deals while pocketing the profits for themselves.

Kokonoi, who had been noticing a small but steady drop in revenue, sent some people to investigate and they actually caught the guy in the act. Unfortunately though, he had fled before they could properly apprehend him.

Thankfully they were able to track the traitor to an abandoned warehouse, where he was currently being held in wait for a few of the executives who were sent to deal with him.

That leads us to where we are now.

"These fuckers really can't get it through their damn skulls, huh? Ya can't fuck with Bonten's shit!"

Sanzu growls, sitting cross-legged in the HQ's lounge as he loads bullets into the magazine of his handgun.

Ran and Rindou already stood by the doorway, one not bothering to bring much other than his personal firearms since he wouldn't be doing much at all and the other with nothing since he wouldn't be going with. Kakucho, who had previously left the room, reenters with coffee in hand, unfazed with Sanzu's ramblings.

"C'mon, let's get goin', we gotta traitor to kill."

The pink hair man stands up as he pockets his now fully loaded gun and grabs his katana.

Rindou nods at the three and waves his brother off as they all head out of the lounge and to the elevator to complete the task given to them.

Footsteps clack against the damp pavement as a figure clad in all black strolls the foggy streets; a serene smile painted on their black stained lips. The lacy black parasol in their hands is spun around at the handle as it rests on their shoulder.

Suddenly... their feet come to a stop. Before them stood a severely run down building; most likely condemned by the looks of it.

"My, my... this is quite the breathtaking veiw..."

Their deep voice humms echoing about the vacant street as they speak.

Kakucho pulls the car in front of the address he was given and parks, turning the engine off. He stares out of the windshield for a moment at the thick fog, brows lifting in confusion. There was no fog warning on the weather forecast today...

"Ya'll comin' in or stayin' out here?"

Sanzu asks the two impatiently as he gathers all his needed equipment and prepares to exit the car.

"I'll stay out here, I need a smoke anyway."

Ran lazily replies in his natural carefree tone as he opens the passenger door and rummages for his carton of cigarettes in his breast pocket.

Kakucho only waves the pinkette off, eyes still stuck on the fog outside as his brows furrow. The mullet haired man only shrugs as he gets out and fast walks into the warehouse, carrying his belongings with him.

The short haired Haitani pulls out both a cigarette and an intricate lighter that Rindou got him for a birthday present last year as he stands by the car. Lighting up his cigarette, Ran turns to Kakucho, noticing how quiet he had been the whole time.

"Are just going to sit there, Scarface?"

He humms, raising a thin brow at the unmoving executive.

"I'd get out but I don't want this fog screwing with my depth perception, I've only got one good eye, after all."

The blackette answers the purple haired man as he pulls out his phone and opens the weather app; completely ignoring the screams coming from the warehouse.

"Fog? Oh yeah, it is pretty foggy out he—"

The elder Haitani started, only to be cut off by a eerie baritone voice.

"My, what a lovely symphony to accompany this magnificent view... such a marvelous night this quaint little stroll turned out to be~."

The mysterious voice coos out.

The two Bonten executives flinch and immediately reach for their weapons, heads snapping in the direction the voice echoed from. Kakucho quickly exits the car with weapon drawn, not bothering to close the door in his alert state.

"Dear me, pointing such things at a stranger, I'm honored that you would threaten my life in such a way.~ Though I'm just a tad insulted, I'd truly prefer a slow paced and gorey demise.~"

The deep voice echos towards them once again as a tall figure shrouded in black emerges from the fog.

A man, dressed is all black old school English clothing, as far as they were aware, and holding a black lace parasol. He was tall and lanky with a very dark and ominous but non threatening aura, his blacked lips were pulled up into a mysterious smile.

The men were in shock; how the hell hadn't they noticed this guy before!? His presence was so intense that it would be impossible for the two, who are seasoned fighters, to miss him.

"How rude of me, I've neglected to introduce myself to you. I am [Surname] [Name], pleased to meet you two gentlemen."

The man now known as [Name], greeted the two as bowed graceful.

"This is no place for civilians; Bonten is conducting business here. Leave."

Kakucho, calming his nerves, orders the new comer, his gun unmoving from it's position pointing at their head.

Feeling no threat, Ran lowers his gun but doesn't put it away just in case something happens. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other as he grabs his phone out with his free hand, preparing to alert Sanzu of their unwelcome guest.

"What beings you here, Sweets?"

The elder Haitani purrs as he opens his contacts, directing his eyes towards [Name] instead of his phone screen.

"Hahaha, how cheeky you are. I'm simply here to take in the view, but it seems my presence has caused a bit of a fuss with you gentlemen."

[Name] chortles, readjusting his parasol to the other shoulder and giving it a little twirl by the handle.

Kakucho lowers his gun just so, taken aback at the strange man's words.

"The view? What?"

He mutters, brows furrowed in confusion.

"Well, as much as I would simply adore to stay here and take in the lingering death in the air, I must bid you adieu. Thing must be famished right about now."

The gothic man informed them as he turned on his heel and walked back into the mist.

Narrowed eyes followed his figure as he disappeared into the night...

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...and those eyes were Ran's.

The elder Haitani huffed out a quiet chuckle as he turned off his phone, his thumb hovering just above the call button on Sanzu's contact. Why bother informing Sanzu of this incident; if he did then surely the pinkette would spoil some potential fun he could have in the future. A smirk makes its way onto his lips; what an interesting guy.

Approaching footsteps draw his attention back towards the building. Ran turns to see a blood spattered Sanzu sporting a crazed grin.

"Aaaall done! Let's go, I got a couple pills o' ecstacy off the guy and 'm itchin' to take 'em."

The pinkette cheers as he opens the backseat passenger door and tosses his things inside.

"Damnit Sanzu, you'll get blood on my seats!"

Kakucho growls at the mullet haired man as he too gets into the car, leaning over the driver seat to face the pinkette.

Ran sweat drops. Yep; same shit different day.

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...and those eyes were Kakucho's.

The blackette returns his weapon to his back pocket, eyes still trained on the retreating figure. They had such a commanding and eerie presence about them and the half blind man couldn't help but draw parallels between them and a figure of his past. He couldn't help but want to know more about them and just who they were exactly. Maybe, just maybe, they would see each other in the near future.

Approaching footsteps draw his attention back towards the building. Kakucho turns to see a blood spattered Sanzu sporting a crazed grin.

"Aaaall done! Let's go, I got a couple pills o' ecstacy off the guy and 'm itchin' to take 'em."

The pinkette cheers as he opens the backseat passenger door and tosses his things inside.

"Damnit Sanzu, you'll get blood on my seats!"

The blackette growls at the mullet haired man as he too gets into the car, leaning over the driver seat to face the pinkette.

Ran laughed at the two in the background, dropping his cigarette and crushing it with his shoe before pocketing both his gun and phone.

Kakucho groans; he just replaced the seat covers...

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[writingforcuteppl]

bad idea, right? 

PAIRING: Ran Haitani x Reader

SUMMARY: Fucking the brother of the person you were in love was a bad idea, right?

GENRE: Smut, Angst.

WARNINGS: Swearing, manipulation (if you squint), pet names.

WORD COUNT: 1.4k words

“Fuck, just look at you. What would Rin think if he saw you like this?” Ran thrusted into you, making you whimper. “Getting fucked by his older brother. I bet he wouldn’t even want to see you ever again.” You cried out, and tears started to fall from your tears. You weren’t sure if it was because of the pleasure Ran was providing you every time he thrusted into you or because of his statement. 

He was right. Rindou will hate you if he finds out you fall for Ran’s schemes. That was something Rindou always made clear. No girl deserving of him will ever be with his brother. He, of course, loved and looked up to Ran, he’s his brother for fucks sake, but it was completely different when it came to girls.

“I hate so much, Ran,” you managed to say as you hit him on the chest with your fist, and Ran’s hand wrapped around your neck.

“Is that so? Well, your pussy tells me otherwise, princess.” you clenched around him after hearing the mocking pet name he gave you just to get on your nerves.

You were feeling dizzy. You really didn’t remember how you ended up in this position, getting fucked by Ran, but you really didn’t complain. Even if a part of you was feeling guilty since you were in love with the brother of the person who was giving you the fuck of your life.

“Bet he couldn’t fuck you like I’m doing it.” You didn’t pay attention to what he was saying.

You had this love-hate relationship with Ran. When he met you, he flirted with you, and maybe you flirted back, not knowing he was Rindou’s brother. This flirtatious relationship went on for a month—a month where you and Ran couldn’t stop talking and seeing each other. You were pretty sure if the two of you continued like that, Ran would have been your boyfriend by the end of the second month. Somehow, you just clicked. But you found out he was the brother of the person who you have been in love with for the past three years. A part of you thought you were definitely over Rindou. He only treated you as a friend, never showing any type of interest in a relationship. But then you realized that if you ever saw Rindou with someone else, well, that would have destroyed you. So you call it quits with Ran.

Ran was furious when you told him the person you were last in love with was his brother. Since then, Ran has completely changed his attitude towards you. But you couldn’t really blame him.

From booty calls to talking once in a while, Ran only saw you as something for him to use—a toy. A part of you knew you deserved better. The other part felt guilty, so you let him do whatever he wanted to you.

Even if you told yourself you were over the Haitani brothers, you couldn’t stop coming back to Ran. He was addictive. You needed the attention he gave you, even if that attention was pure hatred where Ran would treat you like you were only good at getting used. A part of you loved being used. It was like finding you were made for something. And Ran knew this. He knew being harsh with you was something you enjoyed. 

Ran’s hand tightened around your neck, bringing you back to the present.

“Where you..?” He hadn’t finished saying the sentence, but you somehow knew what he was about to say. “Where you thinking about Rin?” You tried shaking your head, but his hand didn’t even allow you to say something.

“You fucking whore. Don’t you get it? He won’t ever like you. I’m the only one for you. I’m the one that can treat you well.” He emphasized his words with each thrust, making you clench around his cock.

“I am the only one that can make you cum.” Ran’s hand went to your clit, stimulating it so you could cum faster.

“R-ran,” you felt a heavy weight on your chest. Maybe he was right. You never had this type of connection with someone else in your life. Not even with Rindou. Or at least that is what you thought. Ran always said the two of you were made for each other. A match made in heaven.Which made you feel even more guilty. You were pretty sure if you had met Ran before Rindou, you would’ve entirely fallen for Ran. 

“What is it, darling? Already gonna cum?” Each thrust sends shock waves through your whole body, making your breath hitch. 

“P- lease ‘an” you choked on your saliva. You were so close, and Ran knew it. He knows the way your hand grips whatever part of his body whenever you’re close, in this case, his wrist from the hand that was still around your neck, making Ran apply more pressure.

“That’s right, princess, cum around my cock, show me how good I’m making you feel,” Ran whispered in your ear.

You started to feel lightheaded. Ran couldn’t believe how beautiful you looked at that moment. Eyes rolled back, both hands on his wrist, and mouth opened, begging for air. You felt a wave of pleasure run through your body, making you stay still while you cum around him, clenching harder his cock. Ran stopped flicking your clit, chasing his orgasm, and after a few more thrusts, he groaned, milking your walls with his cum. 

“Fu-uck. Look at you. So fucking perfect for me,” Ran panted out as he slowly left a trail of kisses from your chest to all over your face.

He’s so in love with you, and he hates the fact that you met Rindou before him. It should’ve been him, not his brother. He knows he’s just way too mean with you, and he knows you feel guilty about not being in love with him, that he takes advantage of that, making him feel guilty.

But for him, it’s the only way to have you, even if it meant guilt-tripping you into making whatever the hell he wanted.

As you were searching for your clothes, Ran made his way to his closet, searching for some new clothes for him to put on, turning his back on you.

“You can go now,” he spitted out. Ran felt disgusted with himself. He always does. It appears that he only uses you for pleasure (which he does), but he hates being so cold afterwards.

You looked at him and shook your head. At this point, you were tired of his antics. He was always like this. All sweet and loving for one moment, but he could turn cold and distant at any moment. But again, you felt you deserved it. 

Holding back your tears, you exited his room, whispering “sorry” to him, hoping it would make him and you feel better. You needed to get out of there quickly. You had to stop this whole fuck-situation with Ran as soon as possible. It was only hurting the two of you. 

You didn’t realize someone was opening the front door since you were looking at the floor, and that’s when you bumped into that person. You felt both of his hands on your shoulders, trying to steady your whole body and prevent you from falling back.

“Woah, what the hell happened to you?” Rindou asked as soon as he saw tears falling down your cheeks. He didn’t understand why his heart hurt at the sight of you crying, but that wasn’t the important thing right now. “Did he do something to you?” Rindou was going to go directly to Ran’s room, but you stopped him in his tracks.

“Wait, no. It was me, Rin. I was the one that…” you stayed silent. If you actually explained what was happening and why you were crying, Rin would never want to see you again, and you could not afford that. Not when you were already hurting because you couldn’t love Ran the way he wanted to be loved by you. “You know what I can’t tell you right now.”  He observed your semblance and took notice of your messy hair. Something definitely happened between you and Ran.

Before Rindou could say anything else, you started to walk again as fast as possible, evading his gaze and surrounding him so you could exit his house quickly.

“WAIT!” Rindou didn’t even realize when you managed to escape from his grip, but he couldn’t even process what was happening. He realized he wouldn’t be able to get any information from you, so he let you go and made his way to Ran’s room.

He was going to find you what happened between the girl he’s in love with and his brother, even if his heart gets broken in the process.

n a v i g a t i o n

t o k y o  r e v e n g e r s  m a s t e r l i s t

[authorluvgxbby]

Day 7 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Kokonoi: *Shouting* I. DECLARE. BANKRUPTCY!

Ran and Sanzu: Says who?

Kokonoi: Says, your weekly paychecks.

[shinjiist]

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[stxrmylxve]

Prompt: Husband Ran x reader who just discovered about his job 🧍‍♀️@tenjikusstuff

"Rin, would you just shut up about work? We're both bonten executives, whatever you know I probably know too." Ran says with a sigh as you walked into the room, shocked by the words that had fallen from his mouth.

"You're one of the bonten executives?" you ask, startling ran as he and rindou turn around to meet your stern gaze.

"Hey babe!" he says, overly joyed as he engulfs you in a hug with a big grin.

"Ran, drop the act." you say with a frown as he backs away awkwardly.

“You’re a bonten executive?” you repeat, watching ran as he exchanges a glace with his brother.

“Yes…” he mutters, avoiding your bitter gaze.

“Ran, I’m not mad, I’m just worried. Why didn’t you tell me?” you soften as rindou rolls his eyes and leaves as ran sighs.

“I didn’t want you to leave me b’cause I was a big and scary man with bad intentions.” he says weakly as you tear up a little.

“Ran, our baby and I don’t care, as long as we all are safe, it’s alright.” you say with a soft smile as you wait for his reaction.

“Yeah.. wait.. baby?” he asks as his eyes go wide

“You’re… pregnant?” he asks as he inches towards you and leans down, placing a large hand on your stomach in awe.

“Eh.. surprise..?”

[okkalo]

ran would give you such shit for being shorter than him. you want a kiss but can’t reach? he’s acting like he never heard you, looking around with nonchalance and a smug smile on his face. you pull at his sleeve to further try to get his attention? he thinks that’s cute, so, sure, he’ll look down at you finally. once you repeat that you want him to lean down and kiss you he’ll put on a thinking face, seeming unsure. “the weather’s pretty nice up here, doll, i think i’ll stay up here.” you give him a push to his chest, annoyed by his behavior. and then, only then, will he finally swoop down, taking your hands into his so you can’t push him away, and give you a sickeningly sweet kiss.

[yeppeun-riaa]

Husband Ran who fucks you in his club and like that wasn't enough the mess he made will take you home and fuck you until you can't remember your own name

How were you not supposed to get jealous of all the attractive women approaching you husband? Yeah he was hot, handsome, sexy so it's only natural women would cling to him, you knew that back when you first started dating him, and it never stopped you from falling in love with him and marrying him, but it did piss you the fuck off because they all knew he had a wife you. They never seemed to care that he wasn't interested in their ugly ass, or that you were right next to them when they were flirting with him, and boy did that make you upset, "get. the. fuck. off. my. husband" you snarled at her and she just stood there making you even more upset, "did I fucking stutter!" You say loud enough to catch the attention of a few people over the loud music, and finally she glared at you before going to whothefuckevencareswhereshegoes.

You look back to ran who was smirking at you and suddenly you were mad at him, if only he was ugly, "don't fucking smile at me ran, whores like that piss me off" you say firmly when he snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you close, "I only have eyes for you baby, you know this." You lean into him, relishing in the jealous eyes on you, "show me then, ran.." you locking eyes with him, and you swore you could see stars in his eyes with the way he smiled at you, dragging you to one of the private VVIP rooms in his club that you both knew no one wold dare enter.

He pushed you up against the wall, locking both of your lips in a hot kiss, you sigh softly into his mouth and you could feel yourself getting wet already. His big hands slid under your dress, pulling your panty aside and putting two long fingers in, "ra-ran" you chant his name and he moves his fingers inside you at a faster pace. He kisses you again, his movements don't falter when he slides the top of the dress down, along with your lace bra to expose your soft breasts to him. You nipples harden because of the cold air but ran quickly puts one into his mouth, sucking and biting while he twists the other with his finges, and he puts two more fingers in, "ran!" he smirks when your back arches, "you gonna cum for me, hmm?", "fuck, yeah I do, please! Please let me cum ran!", "cum for me, I want you to make a mess" some more thrusts and his lewd words sent you over the edge, your body twitches as you orgasm, his fingers fucking you through you high, he slowly pulls his fingers out and sucks on them, so sexy, you think.

"Come on baby" he says fixing your clothes, "let's go home so I can fuck you dumb on my cock" you get a bit flustered at his words, he knows the effect he has on you.

The dive home seemed longer than usual and you didn't blame ran that the moment you arrived he practically manhandled you and threw you on the bed as if you were some ragdoll.

And within a matter of seconds he was all over you, your hot tongue sliding against his, he ripped you dress of, "ran! I liked that dress" you pout and he just shrugs, "I'll get you another one" you were cut off by his mouth on yours, and his fat dick sliding into you. "Ran..fuck, that feels good..." he moves inside you and you call feel all of him, "you like that, don't you, my little wife's so naughty" he smirks, pressing down on that small bulge in your tummy, and it draws the most angelic moans out of you, music to rans ears.

He trust into you, you can't remember how many times you've came, 3, 4 times maybe? All you could think of was ran, and how good he was making you feel. Your screams were loud and you could barely form a sentence, ran thinks you look best like this, dumb of his cock and head empty, "fu-fuck, you like being treated like a whore, huh?" You clenched around him and nodded, babbling random shit because you genuinely could not form a sentence, rans hands connected with your thing, earing a yelp out of you, "answer me, shut, use your fucking words", he spread you legs wider, bring a hand down to rub circles onto your puffy clit, thrushing the breath out of you with his huge dick "yes! Yes! Love it!", ran slapped your thigh again and flipped you over so you're ass was up and resumed his brutal pace.

Your back arched so much it was painful, but the pleasure made the pain worth it as you felt you high approaching, "ran! i wanna, please, i-i", ran slapped your ass and gripped you by you hair pulling you up and fondling you breasts with his other hand, "cim on my cock, you slut, facing cum" you let out the most camgirl like moan and you fucking squirt, wetting the sheet below, and that made ran cum too, he thrusted slowly into you filling you up with his cum and riding both of you through your orgasms.

He collapsed next to you and you used your little energy to turn and face him, he looked at you with a small smile, "I only have eyes for you, got that?" You hum softly and your eyes feel heavy, ran picked you up and cleaned you and himself up, afterwards going to the guest room (since the bed sheets in your room reeked of sex) and you both fell asleep cuddling each other.

[willowfolksong]

Hi! It's my first request 😊 I've read you requests guidelines and I'm pretty impressed how you care for every detail. So You have probably seen some arts where the Haitani brothers are small kids and they had a strong and sad childhood (like they were beaten by their father and ran was the one to protect rindo). So sometimes i think what if the girl reader was the one to help, live the next door and care, look after them & let's them live w her if the parent was drunk or mad. Thank You !

found you again, big sister

- Ran Haitani x Reader (Only at the end)

- SFW

a/n: hii anon!!! It's been such a long time that I don't know if you remember this request 😭 i had three on my inbox that were about the same, so I'm assuming they are all from you, because it would be too much of a coincidence for three people to request the same!!! I'm so sorry about the late response, and I hope you like it!!! also, thank you so much for your words 🥺♥️

Love,

Willow ☀️

(Requests are currently closed, but I'll let you know as soon as they open) ☀️

The smell of freshly made apple pie makes Ran perk up, and so he slowly pulls away from a sleeping Rin to open the balcony's door and peek at your apartment.

"Hey, big sister!" he singsongs, putting both of his elbows on the balcony and placing his head on his hands "What's that smell, hum?"

When a couple of minutes pass and he still gets no answer, he decides to climb onto the railing and jump from one balcony to another, destroying other one of your plants in the process.

"Well…that's the second one this week" he sighs, not regretful at all.

The apartment is seemingly empty when he steps a foot inside, only filled with the sweet smelled of the pie resting all lonely on your kitchen counter. So Ran smiles, and moves confidently towards his price, completely unaware of your presence.

"What do you think you're doing, you thief?" you scream, coming out of the bedroom,and making him recoil.

"Nothing" Ran answers you, blinking inocently.

"It sure didn't seem like nothing to me, you know"

At that he smiles, hiding his arms behind his back "Welcome home, big sister. How was work?"

You snort, taking the pie away from his prying hands. It's cold enough to store on the fridge now, and so you do, taking out a bottle of soda at the same time, and throwing it at Ran after. He catches it mid air and spins it around in one hand.

"Horrible. People are the worst" you tell him, closing the fridge with the heel of your boot "And don't call me big sister"

"Is this for me?" he asks, looking at the soda in his hand "And what about Rin?"

"How did you got in here anyway? You need to stop coming thru the balcony!" you whine, but still look for another soda to hand it to him.

The Haitani brothers have become — much to your chagrin and thanks to their insistence and climbing techniques — an esencial part of your day. You wake up to them, cross paths with them when you're leaving for work and also when you come back, and of course they're around while you're trying to study.

And you would call them out for it and lock every door, but you know you're the only constant in their lives. They need you, and you understand how it's like to be a kid and wanting someone, anyone to take care of you.

"So...you won't let me have a small little piece of that pie then, huh?" Ran asks you, snapping you out of your own thoughts, and making you look away from the picture of your parents on the fridge's door. The last one you have from them.

"Not yet, Ran"

He hums, juggling the bottles from one hand to the other "But you did made it for us, right big sister?"

"Don't flatter yourself, kid" you laugh, shaking your head and heading towards your small living room to watch some TV.

It's almost like a ritual by now. You would turn on the TV and Ran would fight you for the remote, before you would reach some sort of compromise by deciding to watch the news, and make fun of the reporters together. Then you would make something for both brothers, and Rindou would complain but still eat all and then ask for a bit more, before you helped them take a bath and then send them to sleep.

"I'm not a kid" Ran says, and you look up from your usual spot on the couch to find him still rooted on place, watching you with a strange mix of anger and defiance "I'm not a kid anymore"

You arche an eyebrow at him, confused "You're literally 11. At your age, I didn't knew how to tie my shoes yet"

"We're not the same, big sister" Ran insists, tilting his head to the side, and holding the two bottles a bit too tightly "You should probably remember that"

What you do remember, it's the night you met both brothers. As clear as day, you can still see them sitting on the stairs, waiting for their father to pass out drunk on the couch to go into the house again. You were coming back from school, still thinking that your second year of high school would be the worst, and had looked at the two boys with poorly concealed curiosity. Apparently, the drunk guy from the apartment in front of you, who sometimes started yelling and screaming profanities in the middle of the night, had two kids.

That day, your life had started to seem less hard.

"Alright, alright" you surrender, lifting both of your hands in the air "I'll remember it"

That makes Ran finally smile, and it doesn't takes too much for him to join you on the couch, and start trying to steal the remote. You watch the news and he ends up drinking both sodas, under the promise that you'll still get another one for Rindou, who actually appears an hour later, rubbing his eyes and looking all disheveled.

"That's what sleeping on the couch does to you" you tell him, smacking him softly on his blond head.

"Dad's on our bed again" Rindou says, scratching his left cheek, and even tho he doesn't seems that upset about it, you still frown and glance at Ran. He's frowning too.

"Still?" he asks. Rindou only nods, yawning.

"Hey" you clap, gaining their attention "Let's eat some pie"

And you do, having only two slices for you and leaving the rest for the boys, who end up making a mess of crumbs and whipped cream that you'll have to clean later.

"It's time for a bath now" you announce, and start dragging Rindou by the collar of his shirt in the direction of the bathroom "I bet you guys are still all dirty from school"

"Fine, I'm coming!" the younger Haitani yells, finally managing to break free from your grasp and running ahead of you "Let's use hot water this time tho!"

"Not a chance mister! I won't let you burn us to death!" you scream back, turning around when you notice that Ran is still on the couch, a somehow distant look on his face. "Not coming? I can see the dirt in your hair, you know"

He shrugs, still not moving "I'll take a shower later or something"

"You sure?" it's not a strange thing, for Ran to decide not to join the two of you in the bath. He's older than Rindou, if only by a year, and perhaps more aware of the fact that the three of you are not related, and are sharing a close space without any clothes on.

He probably doesn't finds spraying with scalding water and pulling your legs on the tub as funny as Rindou does.

"Pretty sure"

"Fine" you shrug, but point an accusing finger at him "But you'll take a shower right after us. And if my phone rings, do NOT pick up, you hear me?" you warn him, knowing full well that Ran likes to bother your boyfriend for some reason.

He doesn't says anything else, and you manage to avoid having your back burned by Rindou in the bathroom. After that, you make some sandwiches for the three of you, and try to ignore the fact that you still need to study for the text you have the next morning.

You'll probably have to do it on the bus to school.

"I love your hair" you say to Rindou, looking away from the clock on your kitchen and back to the brush in your hand. He's busy watching some dumb animated show that you really don't find funny at all, and so he hasn't put up any resistance to you brushing his hair "I wish I had it as pretty"

"Yeah, your hair sucks, big sister" Rindou says, nodding absentmindedly.

You roll your eyes and stick your tongue out to him, before finishing with his ends and leaving the brush on the coffee table.

"Hey" you say, coming to stand near your door "Do you think your dad already left for work?"

Rindou shrugs "Beats me"

"He usually goes to work around this time, right?" you ask again, but Rindou rolls his eyes and instead moves closer to the edge of his seat.

"I'm trying to watch this" it's all he says, the cartoon on the screen having all his attention.

You sigh, and open your door to tiptoe into the hallway, half expecting to be caught by the father of the boys. But you still wait, shushing yourself when your shoes squick against the marble floors, and after a couple of seconds with your ear to the door, trying to see if you can hear anything at all, you finally give up and slowly turn the handle of the apartment. Is open, as always, since no one on the house seems to really care about robbers, or people like you coming unannounced, and you walk into a dark and empty living room. At that, you smile, and make your way to the boys room to find that, thankfully, it's also empty, just as the rest of the house.

"He must have gone to work then" you whisper to yourself, turning on the lights to find the mess of empty beer bottles and used cigarettes that you always expect, but always manages to surprise you. "Let's do something with this place then..."

By now, you know where everything is: the trash can under the kitchen sink, and the mop and broom on the closet in a corner. So you clean as much as you can and put all the clothes that you find in your path away on the laundry basket, full to the brim in the bathroom, plus all the bottles in a plastic bag, because it would be imposible to fit them all on the trash can. It takes you around twenty minutes to at least make the apartment look half decent, and you huff and clean the sweat from your forehead, before turning around to find Ran leaning against the entrance door frame.

He's tall for an 11 years old kid, and sometimes you see flashes of emotions in his eyes, that you know a little kid shouldn't feel just yet. And so your heart hurts for him, because as much as you see yourself in them both —no father figure, mom long gone, a harder life than the rest —, you also have a weird, dark feeling about the future of the boys, and how much different it will be from yours.

"You shouldn't do all this" he says, after a long silence "None of this"

You tug a piece of hair behind your ear, looking around you "It's nothing"

"It's everything" Ran tells you, without missing a beat. "And it's wrong"

"You guys should have a clean place to be around" you tell him, trying to sound as light and carefree as you can. You don't like the way he's looking at you, or how he looks around him, with nothing but hate to an apartment that must feel more like a prison to him than a home "And to sleep in" you finish, doing your best to smile.

"That means we're not sleeping here with you then?" Rindou yells from across the hallway, his words somehow easing the crease between Ran's eyebrows, as you feel the tension going away.

"Fine, fine! But you guys should not get used to it, because you both snore!" laughing, your turn off the lights again and close the door, taping Ran on the shoulder as you pass by him.

He hums, following you into your apartment "We can't make no promises, really"

"I'm gonna need to sleep by myself some nights, you know?"

Rindou snorts, and starts pulling you towards the bedroom "You mean with that dumbhead of your boyfriend, right? Maybe Ran and I should beat him!"

"Yeah, good idea" Ran pipes up, and a genuine smile finds its way to your face this time, at the sound of Ran carefree voice.

Rindou falls asleep first, as always, with his head on your shoulder and his mouth slightly open. On your other side, Ran waits until you're about to close your eyes for good to pinch you in the arm.

Hissing, you turn your head to him and crack one eye open "What?"

He comes closer to you, touching your feet under the covers "One day, I'm gonna pay you for all you did for us, big sister"

"Shut up and don't say stupid stuff" you yawn, closing your eye again "And don't call me big sister"

"I'll treat you right, I promise" he whispers "And you won't need that stupid boyfriend anymore"

You fall asleep before you can say anything to that.

It's 10 p.m and you really, really want to go to sleep. Working as a bartender in your mid thirties was never not on your plans, but things got hard, and without any family to support you, you need to work to earn a life. At least you have a stable income, and your boss isn't as bad as you've heard other owners of popular bars are. That doesn't takes away the fact that your legs are killing you, and that some customers are the worst. Especially the drunk ones that come to drown their sorrows in whisky, and end up trying to pick a fight with anyone.

And on closing hour, it's almost always with you.

So you don't see the stunning car that pulls by the entrance, or the man in the Yves Saint Laurent black suit that comes into the bar, looking around until he spots you. You're too busy trying to get the drunk man to let go of your wrist.

"Please, sir" you plead, and pull harder "Please let me go"

The man goes to yell something at you, but suddenly stops short and looks down, just at the same time that you notice the presence of the man in the elegant suit.

"I would listen to her if I were you" the stranger says, and smiles "Don't you think, old man?"

The drunk guy stumbles back, trying to get as far away as possible from the gun that the other men is showing him under the bar. Then gulps, and runs out of the place without uttering another word.

"Thank you" you say, crossing your arms in front of your chest "But ahm... We're closing now, sir"

"Sir?" the men laughs, pulling down his glasses. You squint your eyes at him and, after a few seconds, gasp in surprise "That's a new one"

"Ran?" you ask, unsure.

Ran Haitani chuckles, and leans on the bar "It's good to see you, big sister" he says, and winks at you "Finally found you again"

[kingofpiety]

What I find so interesting from the character books they released on the Haitanis is that Rindou is displayed as a cocky little shit or just very uninterested in everything but in reality, he’s just..a normal kid who has little hobbies and goals. Like HES LITERALLY NOTHING LIKE RAN AT ALL. (Who I have declared as a whore)

1.) Rindou was voted in the top 3 “best boyfriend” votes so this man can hold it down and is probably hella faithful compared to his brother

2.) as far as the most vicious or more villainous (according to Izana) Rindou is one of the worst 3. (I also expected Kakucho to not be vicious cause I mean for fucks sake, when he met Takemichi again, he joked with him a little about how he lost against smiley in purpose. If it was anyone else, they would’ve just killed everyone)

AND THEN HIS CHARACTER BOOK

He likes DJ-ing. THIS KID LIKES TO MAKE MUSIC AND SHIT FOR FUN LIKE THATS SO CUTE. And then he likes muscle training and jujitsu which explains his flexibility.

He’s terrified of his brother. Which leads me to believe that Ran has a lot of say when it comes to them joining gangs and such. Although when it came to joining south, I feel like that was forced. But either way, Rindou didn’t even care for any of what was going on during the 3 deities arc.

In my full opinion, I know Rindou enjoys being with his brother as any younger sibling would but at the same time, i feel that he’s tired of his brother always having the say in their decisions but he just doesn’t have the confidence to defy Ran. I think he was probably much more happy about being the rulers of Roppongi with his brother alone instead of always be affiliated with some other gang. I mean his favorite spot is Roppongi after all. While Rindou has a small goal of being a popular club owner in Japan, Ran just wants to be a celebrity and shit.

Bonus: not saying it will happen but I feel like if this truly is how Rindou feels then there might be a clash between the brothers during this fight where he finally says what he wants and what he wants for both himself and Ran. Plus if anything, we probably will get a lil backstory chapter of them if Ran does end up dying. Either way, bad scenario that will possibly ruin my life.

[ashieeesh]

Blergh ig