#tr nahoya

[nemowasfound]

Hello

It's me

A bitch

I would like one uuuuuh

One fic

About smiley

Where reader is a florist and smiley keeps trying to flirt with flower language but they keep giving wildly incorrect meanings

Nahoya “smiley” Kawata

X Florist!Reader

This is short because yes

(Y/n) was working his shift when Nahoya came in, he knew exactly what would come next.

“Hellooo (Y/~n), did you know that Lavenders symbolize happiness?” Smiley asked with a grin.

“It actually means distrust, but nice try. A flower that does symbolize happiness is the pink rose. And if you want to impress me, give me a pink camelia~ it matches your hair anyway.” (y/n) said with a laugh.

“Your wish is my command, doll.” Smiley said with his usual smile. “... What does that one mean?”

“It symbolizes a longing for someone, so if you're longing for me, give me one of those. A red rose during a date works too”

After that, Nahoya made fewer mistakes, he even managed to get (y/n) to go out with him. He took his advice and gave him a bouquet of red roses on their first date.

[highpri3stess]

Heyo! It’s Pudding! I was wondering if you would wanted to write a Nahoya (Smiley) request. It doesn’t matter what prompt, I was just wondering if you could write about smiley.

This is optional too, so you don’t have to take this request. <3

Hate me like you Love me - Nahoya 'Smiley' Kawata x f!Reader

Pairing: Nahoya 'Smiley' Kawata x Reader

Warning: Frenemies to lovers, nsfw, angst with happy ending, mean smiley, mention of violence, cheating (not reader or smiley), fingering (f. recieving), car sex.

Monica's notes: he may be ranked as one of the worst boyfriend, but that doesn't reduce his quality as boyfriend material. Reblogs and comments are appreciated. Follow for more ♡ edit: tumblr has decided to be weird again. Sigh.

wc: 2.07k

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Minors and ageless/blank blogs, dni

YOU should have known better than to crash  with Nahoya after you broke up with your boyfriend.

There was no one else really, Yuzuha had gone out with Takemichi and Hinata to a movie and she wasn't going to be back until tomorrow morning. Hakkai was out of the question, knowing him and his lack of restraint, he'd go to your boyfriend's house and beat him within an inch of his life if he found out that the asshole had cheated on you. Emma wasn't picking your calls either, so you couldn't just show up at her apartment unannouced.

So when Souya had suggested Nahoya come pick you up instead; since he was out of town, you had no choice but to agree. You hoped that your lack of intimacy with the peach haired man would allow him some form of neutrality when he comes to pick you up from your ex. The two of you were always at each others throats, Nahoya being the instigator and you getting annoyed with his antics. He'd probably laugh at your bad luck with men on the ride home, nothing more.

You were so wrong because the second he stepped into your house and saw your exboyfriend uncaringly sitting on the couch as you stood by the door with your boxes, all hell broke loose.

If you hadn't yelled at him with his full name, he would have killed your exboyfriend.

You avoid speaking to him on the car ride home, you're too angry to even speak to him. With that dumb shiteating grin plastered on his lips, you could have been fooled that he wasn't mad either, if not for the way his busted knuckles tightened on the wheel.

"You know," he says after a long silence that had since persisted at the start of the journey. "you should be thanking me for doing you a favour."

The smugness in his tone is infuriating. The same tone he's had since you both were kids whenever he would beat up anyone that said something bad about you, even though he was just as mean as the other kids, if not more mean. You keep your lips sealed tight, replying him would just show that he's managed to get under your skin yet again and you couldn't give him that sort of satisfaction.

"So you're ignoring me huh?" Nahoya laughed, clearly pissed that you weren't arguing with him like previous times. Aggravating you is the only dynamic he knows that would get your attention on him alone, as selfish as it sounded and even that didn't work this time around. "Is it because I beat up that fucker? Do you still like him or what? What did you even see in that guy anyways-"

" 'm not in the mood, you prick. Just shut up and drive."

From the corner of your eye, you can see his lips twitch in annoyance. "Don't tell me to shut up." He always hated those words coming from your mouth, it sounded like nails scratching a blackboard to his ears. He liked talking to you even though you fight every time and you not wanting to listen to him made him angry. "You're in MY car, I get to say whatever the fuck I want and you don't get to bitch about it."

"Smiley, stop-"

"In fact, maybe you had this coming-

"STOP, STOP, STO-"

"Always dating shitbags that don't value ya one bit when there are guys out here that'll die for ya!"

"YEAH? AND WHO ARE THE GUYS, HUH?" Your voice is almost glass shattering, accompanied by you slamming your hand on the car door to drive your point across. "WHO AND WHERE ARE THEY? WHERE WERE THESE GUYS THAT'LL DIE FOR ME WHEN I HAD TO ENDURE A WHOLE FUCKING MONTH WITH MY FUCKING EX IN THE SAME HOUSE, SEEING THAT BITCH HE CHEATED ON ME WITH EVERYDAY AND HEARING THEM FUC-"

The car swerves around half-hazardly into a darkened alley with a loud 'screech' and you jolt forward as Nahoya steps on the brake a bit too hard and causing the car to jerk harshly. Your mouth is already moving as you catch your breath, screaming at him again. "Nahoya, are you fucking insane-"

"RIGHT HERE! I AM RIGHT HERE FOR GOD'S SAKE! I'VE ALWAYS BEEN HERE!"

You stop talking the moment the words left his mouth, but now he's fed up as well and he starts yelling out his confessions. "You just hated me for some reason so I messed around with you so that you could …" he runs his hands through his peach coloured locks with a pained smile etched on his face.

You could practically feel your heart drop down your chest as he continues saying his truth. "... you could at least talk t'me somehow. You can't leave my fucking head; I've always had dreams about holding your hand, about you smiling at me and rubbin' my head like you do for Souya, about us kissing, about us…"

His breath hitches in his throat as the memories of his lewd fantasies about you flash before his very eyes.

"About us fucking, especially with that pissed off face of yours-"

Your body grows hot at that confession and instinctively, you unconsciously rub your thighs together at the thought. There's a feeling of guilt bubbling up in your chest as he confesses his feelings; you know deep down that despite him being so annoying majority of the time, he tried to be kind to you in his own way.

There where times you took his jokes way too seriously and push him away when you felt that he was getting too close. You knew you were trying to avoid your presistent feelings for him because you were scared of him using your heart and throwing it in your face. Nahoya is unmistakenably mean sometimes and you didn't want him laughing at your dumb confessions.

"That's why I just had to beat up that piece of shit for breaking ya heart." He managed to confess, letting go of everything on his chest. "You looked s'sad and heart broken, how was I supposed to not rearrange his stupid face with my fists?"

The car goes silent after that and you let his words properly sink in. A doubtful part of your heart always told you that you were much too reserved, quiet for the wild Nahoya Kawata, the crazy boy who could brutally beat up someone if they as much as looked at you wrong, even though he knows you would yell at him while cleaning his wounds. But now, seeing his distaught smile, the way he gripped the steering wheel with his busted knuckles and his jaw clenched, you knew there was no holding back anymore.

"Just forget I said any-"

"Kiss me."

Nahoya has to do a double take, opening his eyes wide to stare at you as if you had grown a second head. He can see a wild, hungry look in your eyes, almost primal, something he could never associate with you before this time, because no matter how loud you yelled, you weren't ever violent or harsh as he was.

Seeing you like this? Desperate? Angry? Horny? A mixture of all three? It's enough to drive him crazy.

"Can't you hear me? I said kiss m- mmph"

His lips crash onto yours with frevour, teeth clanking against each other as he kisses you, deeply, his tongue wrestling with yours in a battle of dominance that you've lost automatically. A gutteral groan vibrates into your throat as he grabs your the back of your head and pushes you closer to him. His kisses are overwhelming, even when he pulls away briefly to breathe hotly against your skin and then continues kissing you, you still feel out of breath.

He pulls away from your lips and moves to the space between your jaw and your neck, trailing messy kisses down your jawline to the slope of your neck, teeth grazing every inch of skin he could put his mouth on. One hand of yours finds refuge in his hair, digging into it and the other grabs his free hand, placing it in between your inner thighs, fingertips grazing the wet patch that had formed over your panties.

You knows it's public, anyone could practically catch you both if they happen to get curious about the bumper of his red corolla sticking out of the alleyway he parked in. Normally, you would never even agree to something so indecent but with confidence as your drug, you decide to step out your comfort zone.

"Please, touch me down there."

You can feel him smile against your neck, before using a lone finger to trail down your clothed slit, making you shiver. Everything happens so fast, you feel him slide into your panties and his thumb skillfully rubs tight circles over your clit, making you pant heavily, eyes shut from the pleasure building up. Slowly his forefinger nudges into your wet pussy, sliding in better with your arousal coating your entrance.

The burn from the stretch isn't too bad, and soon, you find yourself clenching around his finger as he toys with your clit, moans of pleasure escaping your plump lips.

"Hear that?" His mouth is next to the shell of your ear and his eyes are fixated onto the dazed look all over your face as he fingered you. The sound of squelching made by his thick fingers thrusting into you fast, hitting the right places at a rhythmn, is beyond obscene that if you could hide your face in your palms, you would. "That's how good you're taking this finger. You like that huh? Me putting my finger into this pussy of yours?"

You nod vigorously nod, words betraying you as he thrusted even faster into you. The coil in your stomach was too tight to keep it any longer, you can feel the rough pads of his fingers rubbing your clit to the point your vision gets hazy. You feel like your body's floating, Nahoya's dirty words and quick, deep thrusts has you tettering on the edge

"Oh 'hoya, oh hoya ah hah ah" Your body tenses up the moment he starts curling his fingers on your g-spot and your voice gets louder and louder. "Think 'm about to cum-"  you breathe out, laboured, dizzy with pkeasure.

"Go ahead, make a fuckin' mess on my fingers."

Your hand tightens around his curly hair and your pussy throbs against his fingers, riding out your high. Nahoya's lips meet yours in an open mouthed kiss, swallowing every of your moans in his mouth as he guides you through your orgasm, until your legs stop trembling and your body relaxes completely. You watch as he pulls his finger out of you with a smug grin plastered on his face, strings of cum connecting his fingers to your puffy lips. Nahoya is entranced - it's a dream come true that he could have you like this at the very least of it, even though it's just sex.

Without giving it much of a thought, he slides his soiled finger into his mouth, tasting your juices on his tongue and humming pleasure. You don't want to give him the satisfaction that your body felt so hot at the sight, so you turn your head and mutter "Nasty 'hoya" under your breath.

He pulls his finger out with a loud 'pop and grins at you again. Your heart races faster the moment he restarts the engine and starts recklessly driving out of the alleyway, despite the raging boner straining his jeans and a wet dot forming on the crotch of his pants.

"Wait I haven't gotten you off ye-"

"You calling me nasty?" He cuts you short in a challenging tone, driving so dangerously close to the speed limit. Your thighs clench against each other at the sight of his tense smile, still focused on the road ahead. The blood in both your veins is hot with lust and passion, ignorant of whatever discussion you two should have had before doing anything together. What's the need of the discussion anyways? You're going to be his and anyone who tries to question it would get their ass handed to them.

"Wait till we get to my place and I'll show you how nasty I can be. You won't be walking tomorrow when I'm done with you."

[littleholmes]

tokyo rev moments I can’t wait to see animated 5/?

“But…if he starts crying, that’s different…”

[xxelfmamaxx]

Y/n:OMG!!! Guess what!!

Nahoya Kawata(Smiley):What?

Y/n:I finally get it

Nahoya Kawata(Smiley):Get what 😂

Y/n:You know when things heat up and they expand?

Nahoya Kawata(Smiley):Yea

Y/n:I'm not fat I'm just hot 😉

Nahoya Kawata(Smiley):😂💀

[secretcheesecakecat]

*sprints* Nahoya! Souya! *catching breath* Listen to me! I just wanna say that I absolutely love and adore both of you! *Blows kisses to both of them* *Blushes* Ok! Gotta go now. *giggles while running away*

Angry: What-? *blushes* d-did they conffess?

Smiley: Hahaha they are a funny one, kinda cute~ Well maybe they did.

Angry: H-Hey [Name], wait!! *starts running* don't go!

Smiley: We are gonna play hide and seek~? Hahaha im in *starts running with Angry*

[taeyamayang]

hii hehe could i maybe request bc text with smiley?? i loved each and every other one so so so much hehe

BOYFRIEND SERIES

sanzu, smiley, inui

ㅡrandom texts with your boyfriend

genre: fluff!

warning: suggestive (last 2 photos) | cursing

a/n: this is looooong overdue but i kept it in my inbox and did it anyways. sorry for the delay anon but i hope you enjoy this. thank you!

part one / part two

req open | masterlist | tr.list

[angryborzois]

ok but can we talk about how smiley canonically had an eye reveal in chapter 274

[bluberrybenadryl]

[ bluberrypie ] RnB lovemaking

NAHOYA KAWATA X READER — Lovers — 1.3k words — whatever trey songs and BoysIIMen were talking bout

Both hands gripping your ass, he lifted you up with ease. The span of his hands was enough to seat you comfortably. The way he squeezed, it was almost as if he planned to open you up right there. “You got some nerve pouting at me like that,” he scolded, kissing your poked-out lip. Parting your lips with his own, Hoya’s soft plush mane of curls blocked the sloppy kiss he gave you. Carrying you into your bedroom, he wasted no time. With one kick, the door was closed and you were slung onto the bed.

The impact knocked some of the air from your lungs as you become suddenly aware of the point at which you’ve pushed him.

“In my defense,” you began. Just as you went to try to sass your way out of the inevitable, his soft culinary-trained hands stripped you bare. He marveled at your body. Sitting your hips at his, he traced every curved. Gently running his hands over your breast and down your sides, he parts your thighs with surgeon-like focus. “Hoya, baby,” you try and reason. Lacing your fingers into his, you sit up on your one elbow. “Shut up,” he ordered. Holding your hand tight, Hoya’s face disappeared under his peach mop and between your already restless legs. Unable to see, you gasp at the first warm caress of your clit.

“Na-,” you stuttered. His name got lost in the moans you tried holding back. Holding your thigh in one hand and your hand in the other, he hooked your legs onto his shoulders as he drooled into you. You knew he liked eating pussy. He’s told you how much he likes eating pussy. Still, your mind pulls a blank as you experience firsthand what his favorite hobby amounted to. Lodging his tongue into you as he sucked softly, the grazing of his teeth against your sensitive skin started to get overwhelming. “Hoy-ah,” you fumbled, falling off your elbows as your legs rose up and opened wider. Squeezing his hand, he returned his own reassuring squeeze. The simple action alone filled your walls with a warm ooze. Burying your newly free hand in his hair, your legs lock down on him. Pressing him in deeper, his alpha-numerical annunciation grew sloppier.

What were once words of adornment he spelled out, turned into animalistic slurping and gnawing. Pooling onto the sheets, the sounds of him drinking your pussy mixed with the exasperate moans you let slip free. Letting your hand slip from his, he set up. Holding your rocking hips in a close hug, he folded you like a limply-stuffed bear. Supporting yourself barely, you couldn’t tell what was more overstimulating; his tongue decimating your pussy or the way you couldn’t stop gagging on your own tongue. Either way, it didn’t stop the quivering between your thighs or the involuntary need to squeeze them shut. Toes curling, your heels pressed into his back as you're sent into a shaking mess. Stiff from your toes to your shoulders, his folds you again. This time, his hands wrapping around the backs of your knees. He gave them a good stretch and had them meet your ears as he came up for air. Eyelike an ocean untouched by man, his eyes glazed over you.

As if staring at a masterpiece painting, his sarcastic, punch-happy face melted into an adoring soft genuine smile. Breathing deeply, you regain a moment of clarity. Your grip on your silk sheets loosened as you got lost in his gaze. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he complimented. His eyes drifted down to your sopping pink pussy. The lips he just finished sucking on were rouged and sensitive. Kissing them, he sprinkled the area with bite mark marks and hickeys. His trail of love marks continued to the front of your hips and up your torso as if to claim what was his. Face wet with your juices as he laid you under him. Kisses are gentle and somehow overstimulating. Tucking his arms into the arch of your back, he sat you up on his lap.

“Hoya,” you managed with a bite of your lip. Pulling his shirt over his head, he didn’t take too much time before returning his hands to your body. Tongue to tongue, he held you close as his finger divulged your inner folds. He was indeed a man focused on pleasing you. Never skipping the foreplay. Always making you cum first. Hoya was devoted to making you feel wanted and loved. Three knuckles deep, he didn’t flinch as you pulled his hair. In your escape up into the air, he began to suck on your nipples. His technique came through as he held you down onto his fingers. Pressing into your g spot with each slip of his hand, he emptied your juices into his smooth tattooed chest and onto his lap.

“Fu-“ you strained, struggling in his grasp as you had nowhere to go. “Fuck me harder,” you begged as his fingers slammed your pussy scoldingly. Moaning through clenched teeth, you practically knock him backward as he fucks you harder with his hand. “Cum-“ you elongated, panting with your pussy on his chest. Every muscle in your body quaked. Out of breath your mind slowly starts to slip, unable to track his movements or time. Patting the surrounding area for some indicator of reality, you feel something hot and thick press into your entrance.

“Hoy-,” you gasp as he guides your hips down into it.

“Too big,” you groan as it splinters a pain so specific you could figure out how to describe it. His hot throbbing cock dug its way deeper into your inner sanctum. “Gah-“.

“Breath, baby girl,” he coached. Hands holding onto your hips he lowered you further down on him.

“Fuck,” Your voice cracked. Nails dug into his wrist, and a mixture of gasps and moans echoed over the slow strokes you took. His hold on you remained gentle despite clawing the living hell out of his wrist. Rocking your hips, he assisted you as you rode him to high heaven. Heaving moans fluctuated with brain-numbing hiccups. Bouncing you up and down as he got you off, his low muffled moans were a baseline to your high-pitched melody.

“Fuck,” you gasped. “Me,” followed a hiccup as you tried fighting the muscle-cramping sensation deep inside you. “Har-der”. Your begging went on as he thrust deeper into you. Tongue dripping into your chest, your head fell back. You sounded like a loud client at a massage parlor with how he slammed into you. Just as you felt it pouring out, his gentle touch turned rough. With his chest pressed into yours, your legs are spread wide with fear-inducing speed. Unable to move your head, you struggle as he locked you into place, his cock hitting deeper than before.

“Close your mouth, baby girl,” he warned. Drooling you could quite put his warning to action as he slammed into your pussy. Squirming as something started to flow out of you, your screams of pleasure couldn’t compare to the uncontrollable gushing of your body. Shaking as he continued to pump into you, your sense bled into one another. You stopped being able to tell if you were smelling his scent or tasting your own sweat. The heat of his body on yours didn’t help as a new source of warmth boiled into you. “Hot,” you managed. You could feel his pulsating shaft as he pressed his sperm deeper into you.

“I’m hot,” you giggled as your legs fell from the sides of your head. Trembling in his arms, you couldn’t help but reach down between your legs. With his cock still inside you squeezed your legs shut in a giggly mess. “It’s hot inside,” your lethargic voice was met with a sweet kiss. Snuggling you close, he gently lifted you off his cock without taking you off his lap. “You made a mess”. His comment had you patting the burning sore entrance of your cunt, dipping your fingers into the oozing cream he left behind in you.

“Oopsie”.

Gift for my fantabulous friend @noriken !! Get your back broken and stay sassy my love 💙

[chifuyuangry]

You know the events are too shocking when Smiley opens his eyes

[cheesus-doodles]

Happy Birthday to Kawata Nahoya and Souya!

Translation from Google:

Smiley: "I'm wondering, but after this, does it make sense to wear a shower cap to wash my head?"

Angry: "It's great! It feels good because it gets wet for the first time when you wash your head."

Smiley: "Weird guy"

[aleapple1216]

Mr Wakui gave us this little sketch:

Today, May 25, is the Kawata twins' birthday (^^).

Smiley: I wonder... what's the point of wearing a shower cap if you're going to wash your hair afterwards anyway?

Angry: It's really important! The first time I get my head wet feels so great.

Smiley: you're really weird!

[secretcheesecakecat]

[Talking and sitting alongside Nahoya, leaned up against his side with my back against him]

You know a guy asked me out today? Said something about me meeting him at this place so that it could be a first date.. ain't that stupid? Why would I need a boyfriend when I already have you?

"Hahaha see? Thats what i was saying! You have me *turns to look at you* i can treat you better than anyone else. But *pulls you closer* if i become officialy your boyfriend, that would make does boys stop asking you out right? Great, so [Name] from today im your new boyfriend~!"

[taeyamayang]

hiiiii id like to join ur 365 event matchup !!!

hobbies/interests : art, reading, SHOPPING. , horror movies, cake deco, rock/metal + guitar

personality : i’m pretty reserved and quiet, which apparently came off as bitchy and pretentious to sum ppl 💀💀 w ppl im super comfortable w im much more talkative and affectionate. my friends said i reminded them of april ludgate from parks and rec if that helps??

fandoms : tr, jjk + hq

kins : mai (jjk), ritsuko + rei (eva), april (p+r), raven (teen titans), levi (aot) + ren (nana)

thank u !!!!!! <3

you kin april ludgate? nteresting lmaoo and not to mention mai (love her) and levi (omfg). with that i pair you with:

in tokyo revengers:

Nahoya Kawata (Smiley): he probably has the same problem as you, being perceived based on your exterior features (but he's the opposite ya know). you both got an intimidating apsect in you. for you, it's your physical features (u come off bitchy and pretentious) and for smiley his unassuming temper. you two will be an interesting couple and i'm actually down to see what's about to unfold.

in jujutsu kaisen:

Okkotsu Yuta: oh god, MY BOOOOY!! the reason why i paired you with him is that i think you need a contrasting yet similar person for you. yuta appears to be weak contradicting your seemingly strong appearance/vibes but from my limited knowledge of you (and based on your kins), i do think that each of you tend to be determined/focused on a task or goal you're working on. you and okkotsu will have a healthy goal-oriented relationship; one that is based on building trust and personal growth, but im guessing it also includes A LOT of emotional turmoil and self-reflection which can be tiring sometimes but that's okay yuta is a good boy.

finally, in haikyuu:

Kuroo Tetsurou: who can handle sarcasm, dark jokes, and straigh forward opinions better than kuroo himself? dude, i feel like if you got in trouble with semeone kuroo is the type fan the fire. he throws "oohh's" "beat that comeback." or whatever whenever he sees you winning an argument. he is fun to be so if you want a relationship that makes you feel like you're dating your bestfriend, kuroo is the man for you.

thanks for joining! i hope you enjoyed this, stay hydrated :)

masterlist | hq.list | jjk.list | tr.list | event | event list

[beeing1alive]

Cute headcanons with Tokyo Revengers boys P.1

f.t.: Mikey (Manjirō Sanō); Draken (Ken Ryūgūji); Mitsuya (Takashi Mitsuya); Chifuyu (Chifuyu Matsuno); Baji (Keisuke Baji); Takemichi (Takemichi Hanagaki); Angry (Souya Kawata), Smiley (Nahoya Kawata); Hakkai (Hakkai Shiba); Kazutora (Kazutora Hanemija), Koko (Hajime Kokonoi); Inupi (Inui Seishu); Hanma (Shuji Hanma)

Mikey clings tightly to you when he sleeps and cuddles. 1. because he gets cold quickly in his sleep and 2. because there are moments, when he hates himself so much that he thinks you'll leave him if he doesn't. He thinks that you would leave and that he will end up alone.

Draken sends you several messages throughout the day in which he either reminds you to eat, drink and sleep enough or that he loves and values you above all else. Most of the time the messages aren't really long, but it's enough to make you smile every time.

Mitsuya also makes you a bento every morning when he makes one for himself and his sisters, just to put it on your table before the main break. He thinks it's so cute how your eyes sparkle when you find your favourite food, but doesn't have the courage to look at your adorable expression for more than two seconds.

Chifuyu is extremely worried when you don't come to school, even if you just have to go to an appointment or something like that. He always thinks that you're lying in bed at home, terminally ill, and that you're feeling terrible. Sometimes he skips school to look after you straight away and if he doesn't, he goes to see you as soon as possible after school.

Baji can't handle seeing you cry. He just can't. Every time you start crying, he feels like something inside him is breaking. The thought that he might be the one making you so unhappy spreads through him extremely quickly the moment he sees the first tear. However, when they tell him that someone else has made you cry, he comforts you first and then disappears as quickly as he can. I think we all know why the mean person somehow stops coming to class from then on.

Takemichi cried during your first kiss. He cries quite often for different things, but it just made him cry with joy. How close you were to him, how soft your lips felt on his and how perfectly you fit in his arms. How could he not start crying?

Angry loves the way you smell. Of course he likes your perfume, but your natural body odour smells a thousand times better to him. He's far too shy to do it in public, but when you're alone he likes to put his head in the crook of your neck because that's where your body smell is strongest. He would kill for it

Smiley, unlike his brother, is not at all afraid of showing affection in public. Whenever he can, he literally sticks to you. Whether he's holding your hand, putting an arm around you or hugging you from behind. Sometimes he just comes up behind you when you're talking to someone and wraps his arms around your waist from behind.

Hakkai talks quietly in his sleep. He usually talks about trivial things or tells you about his day. It may sound confusing, but after practising a few times you understand what he is mumbling to himself. The first time you noticed it was when you spent the night at his place and you went to bed, but he suddenly started talking in a drunken stupor. He is such a shy soul and usually he is the one who listens while you talk and he loves to listen to you, but in his sleep he always starts talking non-stop. How ironic…

Kazutora keeps writing you letters. He got into the habit when he was in juvenile jail. He sent you countless letters and you answered him as quickly as you could. You gave him therapy from afar and he was able to tell you about all his worries and problems. You made plans for the time when he got out again. That was one of the few things that kept him alive.

Koko can't help but take you to every one of his business dinners and show you off excessively. He buys you the most expensive dresses and simply takes you with him as his mental support. He has one arm around your waist the whole time as if you were a trophy.

Inupi can't fall asleep without you. He makes sure he spends every night close to you and therefore always comes home on time. When you're not by his side, he feels so lonely, almost empty. As if every happy memory around him has completely disappeared.

Hanma cannot stand arguing with you. It feels like he's pushing away the only person he's ever loved and who has ever loved him for who he is. He was never loved by anyone for who he was and so he just couldn't bear to see you go. Although he teases you all the time, he deliberately avoids arguments with you so as not to give you a reason to turn your back on him.

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I hope you liked it, If yes, here ist P.2

~Requests are open~

[slttygeto]

SIX THIRTY | KAWATA TWINS

synopsis: you were part of their childhood, their best friend and maybe even more. but are you down to let them love you in a different way?

content warning: threesome, both nahoya and souya fuck you (not at the same time), unprotected sex, p in v, cunnilingus, pet name (baby), they are willing to share you (and you accept of course).

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Sharing is part of any twin’s life growing up. Food, toys, maybe even friends—at one point, you get used to the fact that what is yours is also your twin sibling’s. Now, Nahoya and Souya didn’t exactly enjoy that, but it did help grow their bond stronger. From joining Toman together, to having the same group of friends—the brothers grew attached to one another and even made promised to always protect the other when in danger.

You were nine when you first met the Kawatas; rebellious, a duo of troublemakers, but funny and sweet—you remember first meeting them on the playground of the apartment complex you and your parents had just moved in. Something about having orange and blue hair could never go unnoticed, and soon enough, they started a conversation with you.

“You are new here,” the orange haired is the one who speaks first, his twin brother hiding behind him. That gave you an idea on their dynamic.

Plus, he wasn’t asking you, he was stating that you were new here—that he has never seen you before, and you were nodding along to his sentence.

“I am,” you were as tall as them, confident but a little shy. Nahoya noticed how you kept wiping your hand on your skirt nervously, and cocked an eyebrow in confusion.

“Are you scared?” you weren’t, but they seemed so… cool. You didn’t have friends, and your parents warned you when picking who to hang out with. And when you saw the orange haired one fighting those who bullied his brother, your heart called out for them.

“No,” you start, a little unsure if you should say this next, “I just think you’re so cool.”

And that blew Nahoya’s mind away. He’s been called a troublemaker before, mainly negative stuff regarding his behavior or outbursts but…cool? Only Souya has called him that, so this felt new.

Souya on the other hand was a little jealous. His brother was getting all the attention for being the hero and coming to save the day, and what was he getting? Nothing. It made his child brain feel all fuzzy—he was upset. He always sported an angry look, but he knew that right now, he was pouting.

“Here,” you reach your hand towards the younger twin who immediately looks at what was in it. A handkerchief.

“You should wipe your face with it, or at least get your mom to clean the cuts. Mom says cuts can be ugly when they’re not treated fast.”

Even at a young age, you’ve always been such a sweetheart. So caring and full of love. You had so much to give and expected nothing in return—truly a blessing.

So it was no surprise when years passed by, and you were still friends with the Kawatas. Although ‘friends’ is far from what you would define your relationship with them.

There was a hint of a friendship there, but on the surface it seemed as the two men were completely and utterly obsessed with you (and rightfully so). They weren’t sure if you felt the same, if you would go as far as they would for you. But one thing was certain; they wanted more than just a friendship.

From your point of view, you were close to them. You’ve seen them grow into handsome, strong men. They were still doing what they always did—being in a biker gang. It didn’t seem that serious at the time, but the more you looked into it, the darker things got. They told you everything you needed to know about Toman, but they tried their very best to shelter you from the dangers of their job.

 Nahoya

Coming home for dinner

Souya

We’re bringing pizza, don’t cook anything.

 There it was again, the princess treatment.

Even a decade later, they made sure to remind you that you didn’t need to lift a finger when they were around (and you appreciated that greatly). Things happened, you grew up and moved into your own place and they still made sure that you apartment wasn’t that far from where they work. Ensuring that they could pay you a visit whenever they could.

And soon enough, they were at your doorstep. They didn’t need to knock since they had a spare key, so you didn’t bother to pause the show that you were watching when you heard the rustling of keys outside your door.

“What if I was trying to break in,” came Nahoya’s voice first, and you flashed him a smile from your position on the couch.

“Then you would be one sloppy robber,” you teased, looking behind him at his twin brother who was taking off his shoes. You noticed that he had carefully placed the pizza boxes on the counter and your eyes sparkled when you noticed that it was from your favorite place.

“Oh my god! I’ve been craving pizza from this place!” you got up from the couch, pulling them both in a hug. “Thank you both, so much.” You say before planting a kiss on each of their cheek.

They shared a knowing stare, one that you always said was creepy twin telepathy, but this time they hoped that you wouldn’t push them away or find them weird.

To put it in short words, you felt like home.

Never in a million years did they think they would sit down and talk about having feelings for the same person—hell, they even thought that they had different types.

But then you came along, like the sweetheart that you are, and proved them wrong. They were aware of how unusual it would be if they were to admit that they liked the same person and were willing to share her so casually, but they didn’t care (and it’s not like people couldn’t tell that they were infatuated with you).

And as you ate dinner, unaware of the bomb that was about to be dropped on you, the men chatted and laughed with you like it was any other day. They didn’t want to risk ruining your night, or potentially lose you as well—but liking you has been consuming them whole, taking up so much of their time and thinking and something needed to be done. No matter the outcome.

Souya would be lying if he said that he wasn’t nervous that you would pick one over the other, mainly because he thought (and was so sure) that you would pick Nahoya over him just because of how much you two bicker. You’ve shown him how much he means to you, cuddled with him after a horrible day, and even cooked his favorite meal—but the man was just so sure you would not choose him.

Nahoya stands up from the couch and turns off the TV. You are confused for a moment, even go as far as to smack his shoulder.

“What was that for? I was watching!” You were met with complete silence from both men who usually nagged you about the shows you watched.

Growing aware of how quiet the men suddenly got, your stomach twisted in a mixture of confusion and anxiety—what was going on?

“Guys?” your voice was small, and they felt so bad that they were putting you through this.

“I actually—well, we actually have been meaning to talk to you about something.” Nahoya starts, and he looks over at his twin brother to let him continue.

“Oh god, are you two moving out? Did I do something?”

“(Name),” Souya cuts you off, and this is the first time you heard him use such tone with you. He couldn’t blame you, you were nervous and things suddenly took a turn for the worst, rambling was a very natural reaction.

“You guys are scaring me,” you were near tears, and they both wanted to do nothing but hold you and tell you everything will be okay.

“We are not leaving you, we’re not moving away either it’s just—“ how was he supposed to say this now? Planning it out was easy, but saying it…fuck, he was so scared of what might happen when it finally comes out of either his or Souya’s mouth.

“We like you.”

What?

You were frozen, lips parted in shock. This was not what you were expecting to hear on movie night—it was supposed to go well, be enjoyable and fun and now they were--

“We do, and it’s not just me or just him which is really fucking unusual—we can’t really imagined letting the other have you because it’s unfair, we wouldn’t normally do this with just anyone—“ Nahoya continues. This was actually happening.

“And you’re not just anyone…I’m really sorry sweetheart,” Souya adds, sensing just how confused you were.

“You can take all the time that you need to give us an answer, we’re leaving in a bit for a work trip. And no matter your answer, nothing will change.”

“…nothing?” You ask in a small voice, and if it was any other day, they would’ve dropped to the ground. You had that much effect on them.

“Nothing, I promise. Movie nights will still be a thing, we will still come over when you’ve had a shitty day—it will still be us,”

It has been exactly five days since the last time Nahoya and Souya came over. You’ve managed to think everything through, tried to come up with reasons as to why you might not feel the same way. How it could potentially ruin the friendship, maybe you didn’t find them attractive? Bullshit. You just couldn’t find a good enough excuse.

You did like them back—craved being with them, but the idea of dating two men has always seemed new, foreign. You could only imagine the weird stared as you walk down the street holding hands with both—but then again, who cares? You knew you wanted them and no other person, you couldn’t think of anyone who could make you as happy as they do (and have done for the past decade). The thought of losing them scare you to no end.

You went with no contact with them for the past one hundred and twenty hours—you were anxious, a little scared even if you knew you had nothing to worry about. You did like them back after all.

Maybe it was the fact that you had gone out and bought yourself new lingerie to surprise them that made you so nervous. You were waiting for them to walk through your door and be pleasantly surprised when they see you, maybe a little shy and taken aback? You just knew you wanted their jaws to drop and their hands to be all over your body.

And soon enough, you were hearing a very familiar sound of keys rustling at your door. You were sat on your couch in one of Souya’s large hoodies, no bottoms and socks Nahoya that had gotten for you for your birthday, what was hiding under the large clothing would soon enough have them swooning for you.

It was silent when they walked in, the blue haired male making an entrance first and expecting you to be asleep—which you weren’t.

“Hey,” you exhaled nervously, fiddling with the hem of Souya’s baby blue hoodie. You felt exposed, vulnerable under the guy’s stare. And it only worsened when his twin brother appeared next to him.

“Hey pretty,” Souya started, a little unsure of what was going on. Nahoya on the other hand was pretty quick to catch onto your little game.

He leans against the door’s frame with a little grin that never seemed to leave his face. It was mischievous, playful—he could tell you were blushing.

“You’re such a treat, aren’t you?” Nahoya says in a whisper, and Souya’s eyes light up at the suggestive tone. So this is where things were going.

You didn’t flinch, nor stare at them weirdly when the older twin spoke, and that alone gave Souya the green light to slowly approach you. Pulling you up and towards him, you were a bit taken aback that he was the one initiating things and not Nahoya (having always thought that Souya would be a bit more submissive in bed, but you weren’t complaining).

“I’m gonna need a verbal response before I do anything,” Souya whispers, but his voice in loud enough for his brother to hear. They needed to make sure you were okay with their confession, their proposal to share you and if any of this was making you uncomfortable.

“I’m all yours,’ was what you said, before Souya’s lips were kissing yours with so much passion. His fingers quickly went up to the back of your head to gently grip your hair, pulling you closer to him.

He was such a passionate kisser, nothing like you imagined—but again, you weren’t complaining. Your hands rested on his shoulders as your lips moved against each other, it felt so perfect to have him up against you like this. His hands then traveled down to your ass, softly gripping the flesh over the fabric of your (his) hoodie before letting out a groan.

You were far too gone from Souya’s kiss to notice Nahoya slipping behind you, while you kissed his twin brother and let him feel you up, he pushed your hair away from your neck to plant gentle kisses to the skin. You’ve always been a tease with the outfits that you wore, showing off parts of your body that they craved to touch, kiss and love on the same way they were about to.

You were truly blessing them right now.

“Wanna take it to your room?” Nahouya whispers in your ear, grinning at the little moan you let out against Souya’s lips when his lips leave yours to press hungry kisses on your throat. Fuck, they were so good and you weren’t even getting to the good part.

“Bed, please.” And who were they to deny their little princess?

The trip from the couch to your room was very short, mainly because your legs were wrapped around Nahoya’s waist as you kissed, his legs getting you there faster, while Souya tagged along in the back. They didn’t bother to lock your room’s door before Nahoya was plopping you down on your mattress, and jumping back on you to kiss you again.

His kisses were a lot gentler than Souya’s, a tad more playful and definitely enjoyable. Your hands traveled up to his hair, tugging at the roots to let him know that he was doing such a good job (although you grinding up against him was enough encouragement).

Their dynamic in the bedroom was already showing, because while Nahoya was on you like a beast, Souya was taking his time ridding himself of his jacket and shirt, anything that could get in the way of feeling your skin against his. So impatient and needy, but fuck it was so attractive to watch him that eager to feel you.

Pulling away from the kiss, Nahoya’s hands played with the hem of your shirt, silently asking you if he could take it off. You didn’t hesitate as you took it off in one swift motion, watching as the men’s jaw went slack at the sight of you in the pretty lingerie set you had just bought the other day.

This is the reaction that you wanted.

“Pretty?” your voice was small, shy but you knew what you were doing. Nahoya’s hand went to the back of your neck, pulling you back into a deep kiss as his other hand went behind your back to undo your bra, freeing your boobs in the process. You felt the other end of the bed dip as Souya joined on top, his hand immediately fondling with one boob.

“Fuck, you’re such a tease.” The older one says as he pulls away from your lips, tracing his tongue over your neck and down to your chest. While Souya’s hand was massaging one of your boobs, Nahoya takes the bolder approach and licks at your hardened nipple. This makes you hiss, eyes staring down at the two men worshipping you like you were a goddess.

Souya lets go of your breast and leans down, mimicking his brother’s action and engulfing your boob in his mouth. You were growing hot and bothered, your moans were uncontrollable and filled the entire room within seconds of having their mouths on you. You could only imagine what was about to come.

It felt as though they heard your thoughts, because they were pulling away from you at the same time to fully strip themselves of their clothes. Their eyes were filled with lust, and you could feel yourself getting wetter by the second.

Nahoya was silent as he pulled you down towards him, hands gripping the back of your thighs before pushing your knees to your chest. He admires you for a second, breath stolen from him at how fucking needy and ready you were to have them fuck your brains out. So fucking pretty.

“Think I won’t take your panties off, you look pretty good in them.” He teases you, lips brushing against your ankle before he was staring at his brother, waiting for a response.

“Push them to the side though, I wanna have a taste,” Souya’s voice added in, and Nahoya was quick to get off the bed while still holding your legs against your chest. He allows Souya some space between your legs, and watches as you eagerly try to look at how he was so eager to taste your pussy.

“You like it, hm?” You nod in response to Nahoya’s question, a shy moan leaving your lips when you felt the other one push your panties to the side and lick a stripe at your clit. His tongue felt warm and wet, pressing the right way against you. Your hips bucked with every lick, and the louder you got, the more prominent the bulge in their pants became. Your neediness sent the blood rushing south, your teary eyes and pouty lips were so tempting, but Nahoya promised himself that he would get to fuck you first and missionary. He wanted you to look at him while he fucked every single thought out of that pretty head of yours.

Your first orgasm of the night washed over you so nicely, Souya’s lips kept kissing and pressing on your clit even as you tried to push him away. He pulls away for a second to kiss your thighs, and watches intently as Nahoya takes off his boxers and lines himself at your folds. The tip of his cock teases your entrance for a moment, takes in how wet and ready you were for him, before pushing in slightly.

“Hold on tight baby,”

That was the last thing he said before everything around you started feeling fuzzy. His pace was unforgiving, sharp thrusts hitting the right spots all while groaning in your ear about how fucking good you felt wrapped tightly around him. Nahoya had a foul mouth, kissing and licking at your neck while praising you and your pussy for taking his cock like a champ. Wet sounds filled the room, the squelching of your pussy as he pounded into you was the only thing that you could focus on despite the obscene words leaving his mouth.

Souya was sat on the bed, watching as his twin brother pounded into you and left you a drooling mess. His cock sat heavy on his palm as he stroked it, letting out a few moans that caught your attention and had you taking your eyes off of Nahoya for a moment before said man was reminding you of who you should be looking at.

“Eyes on me baby, I’m not done with you.” His hand wrapped lightly around your neck, and he leaned down to press his forehead against yours to stare deeply into your eyes. His hips were driving against yours at a dizzying pace, each thrust, each stroke of his cock getting you closer to a delicious orgasm.

It only took another few strokes and a kiss to your lips before you were cumming around him with a loud cry, your thighs shaking around him. Nahoya helps you ride out your orgasm sweetly, reaching his own high right after you. He kisses you softly, brushes your sweaty hair out of your forehead. And soon enough, Souya was replacing his brother’s position between your legs.

“My turn.”

He kisses you sweetly as he pushes himself in, apologizing that he was too needy to wait and promises to make it up to you when you’re done. Unlike his twin brother, Souya takes it slow and is careful with his thrusts. They’re deep and calculated, watching every twist of your face with careful eyes to make sure he’s hitting the spots that make your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Oh baby, you feel so good.” Souya whispers against your neck, his pace getting faster the tighter you clench around him. Your hands find his hair and you’re slightly pulling at it as you feel yourself approaching your high, your high pitched squeals encouraging the blue haired guy to keep doing what he was doing.

“Fuck you’re gorgeous,” Nahoya comments from his position on the bed next to you, soft hands caressing your cheek as you let Souya absolutely ruin you to the last moment. Your teary eyes meet Souya’s lustful ones, so dark and filled with desire to absolutely ravish you. He wanted to make sure you knew how you made him feel, how this was nothing compared to what he wanted to do to you once you settled down. Eating you out everywhere, fingering you in the car, eating you out while you sucked his brother off—so many plans.

“So close,” you whimper out next to the blue haired male’s ear, and he’s quick to start rubbing on your clit, observing how your jaw goes slack only after a few, gentle rubs. His eyes take in how your thighs shake and your entire body lifts off the mattress as you cum around his cock. He hisses at the feeling of your walls clenching around him, pulling out to paint your thighs with his release. The sight of you with your pussy leaking Nahoya’s cum and your thighs covered in his cum was something. He leans down, pressing a kiss to your stomach and watches as Nahoya’s arms wrap around your waist to pull you towards him to cuddle.

“You did so well,” Souya kisses your arm, before getting off the bed to go grab a towel to clean you up. While cuddled up against Nahoya, you nuzzle your face in his neck and whisper something that has his heart leaping out of his chest.

“I love you both, so very much.”

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