#tr wakasa

[weird-revenger]

Wakasa & Sanzu (Tokyo Revengers)

Don't repost, only reblog ✨

I will probably open commissions for this kind of chibi drawings

[prncessrindou]

timeskip Wakasa with a breeding kink? 👀

BABY BY ME, imaushi wakasa. ᡣ𐭩

𐙚 ⋆.˚ CONTENT WARNING . . fem!reader, waka is in his late 30s, established relationship, unprotected sex, semi-public sex (office sex at waka’s gym), breeding kink, fluff??? (if u squint) and use of pet names (princess and mama), not proofread i was rushing so this might be shitty lmao

“Hi, baby,” you said, laying your husband’s container of food on his desk and rushed over to place a kiss on his lips. “Hey, princess..” Wakasa smiled, pulling you onto his lap, “ah, how sweet of you bringing your dear ol’ husband lunch.”

You rolled your eyes and grinned, “what are you talking about? Don’t I always bring you lunch everyday?”

Wakasa chuckled, “yeah, yeah, I’m jus’ messing with ya’.” He kissed your cheek then rubbed circles on your thighs.

You hummed softly, your eyes darting over to his computer screen, “what are you looking at?” You questioned, you paid some more attention to the screen and what you saw shocked you. “Baby names?! Wait, Waka, are you seriously looking up baby names?”

You turned around to look at your husband and he’s smiling from ear to ear, “well, I ain’t getting any younger and what’s a better time than now to start thinking about baby names?”

You couldn’t argue against it, because he was right. Wakasa done put his gangster days behind him and now he owns a gym along with Benkei.

You sighed deeply, “you haven’t even knocked me up yet and you’re already looking at names!”

“It doesn’t hurt to look into it and besides, we can try something now.” Wakasa whispers, leaning up and kisses your neck. “Like now, now?? What if someone hears us?” You succumbed to his touch as his hands went underneath your shirt, groping your breasts. “It’ll be okay if you can keep your voice down or do you rather for ‘em to hear you?”

Before you could answer, Wakasa bends you over on his desk. He pulled down your pants and pulled your panties to the side with his finger. He licked his lips at the sight of your bare cunt, “you would wear these, huh?” He asks, squeezing your flesh with his hands.

“Can you really blame me? It’s hot today!”

Wakasa chuckled lowly, lifting your shirt up to lean over with his lips attached to your spine. “You call seventy degrees hot, princess? Heh, you’re jus’ begging me to fill you up.” His hands came underneath and became fondling with your breast again. “Ya’ tits g’nna be all pretty n’ round.. can’t wait to suck on ‘em.” He says, kissing your jaw and down to your neck.

You were clenching around nothing as you heard Waka’s belt buckle and his pants drop to the floor, his cock springing up. His fingers scissored your wet cunt, earning a loud moan from you. “Shit, does me wanting to breed you got you this wet?” He questioned and you nodded your head profusely, earning another chuckle from him. Waka pumped his cock a few times before dragging the tip along your drenched folds, finally slipping in. “Fuck, ohmy— fuck!” You cried, holding on to his desk for dear life as his hips began to move forward.

You started moving your hips too, but Wakasa had an iron grip on your waist. Stilling you from any movement, “behave now, mama.” He said, “no need to rush it.” Before you knew it, he was slamming his hips into your ass, gripping and slapping your plush skin harshly. He leaned his body weight on you and placed his face in the crook of your neck, grunting in your ear and biting your skin. His other hand was on your clit, rubbing it in circular motion causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

At that moment, you didn’t care about Wakasa’s office door being cracked opened, people walking by or getting caught. That was the least of your worries. All you wanted and cared about was milking this man for everything he’s worth. “Fuck— pussy s’ good! Shittt!” Wakasa moaned in your neck. You felt your legs turning into jelly, you were so so close, but— there’s a knock on the door and your heart immediately drops.

Wakasa stopped his movements and puts a finger up to his lips, indicating for you to be quiet.

God, you hope whoever it is doesn’t walk in… you wouldn’t be able to show your face there again. Your morals are slapping you in the face right now.

“What is it?” Wakasa questioned, his voice having a bit of coldness to it.

The person on the other side of the door cleared their throat, “your two o’clock trainer is here!”

Wakasa looked up at the clock and it showed 2:11 p.m. … he was late to his own training session.

“Fuck.. alright. I’ll be out in a few minutes.” He said, regrettably pulling out of you with a squelching sound and earning a whine from you. “Sorry, princess. I forgot I’m supposed to be training someone new this evening.”

You pouted and rolled your eyes, “so much for the baby names, huh?” You got up from the desk and Wakasa wrapped his arms around your waist. “I didn’t say we would stop trying, did I? We’ll do it in the comfort of our own home. No interruptions, jus’ you n’ me.” Wakasa said, kissing your cheek.

You hum softly, “yeah, I’d like that better than this here.” You felt he was still hard against your bare ass. “Well, at least you have something to look forward to when you get home.” You giggled, turning around wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his lips.

He couldn’t help, but tease you by grabbing your ass and squeezing it, “that I do,” Wakasa responds. He has this unfamiliar yet comforting feeling in his chest to the thought of you being pregnant with his child, finally starting a family with you.

Yes, he definitely does have something to look forward to.

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[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Do yall see my vision

[haruchuiyo]

husband!wakasa imaushi

content: lots of fluff + more fluff + established relationship + fem!reader + absolutely downright clingy wakasa who loves you to infinity and beyond

husband!wakasa who loves it when you sit on his lap, his arms wrapped around your body and do what you need to do. Be on your phone, read a book or talk to your friends, you have to sit on his lap or he grabs you and places you on his lap if you don’t.

—

husband!wakasa who pouts (cutely) when he sees you take off your wedding ring when you need to do everyday stuff, like washing your hands or take a shower. ‘ushi, the rings can get rusty’ you say and he replies with a ‘then we clean them’.

husband!wakasa who feels his heart flutter and his body heat up when you bite the other end of his lollipop stick in his mouth, then pull it out before kissing him. He remembers telling you jokingly before marriage, you should do that whenever you feel like kissing him, especially when he has the stick in his mouth.

husband!wakasa always kisses you on the spot behind your ear as a greeting or as a welcome home kiss.

husband!wakasa who loves to spar in the gym with you. Gives you a little playful slap on your ass, which has you gasping at him before slapping his chest. A second later you slap his ass back.

husband!wakasa who has the biggest proudest smirk on his face when he hears you introduce him as ‘my husband’. Best believe, he gave you plenty of kisses later.

husband!wakasa who always manages to surprise you with a back hug at the gym, especially when he sees you looking for him. Gives you a soft chaste kiss on your lips while calling you ‘my love.’

husband!wakasa who loves to trap you in his arms and snuggle his face into the crook of your neck. Best thing he ever knows.

husband!wakasa who always whispers in your ear knowing how much it tickles you + he wants hear you giggle which he loves absolutely the sound of.

husband!wakasa who also loves to trace chaste kisses on your stomach if he has his head on your lap. Sometimes if he wants to, he tickles your belly button which has you flinching sideways, sending him almost flying from his position on your lap.

husband!wakasa who loves to trace the wedding ring on your finger when he’s sitting beside you in any setting.

husband!wakasa who loves to get a lil naughty and put the stick of the lollipop he finished in your mouth (with the end he put in his mouth). He loves to see your reaction. Gives you a little soft pat on your cheek, saying ‘good girl’ leaving you flustered.

husband!wakasa who always has his hands on your hips when standing behind you in crowds or standing in long queues. Or wraps his arms around your body while resting his chin on your shoulder, giving you a back hug.

husband!wakasa whose random actions towards you is the way he shows his love and appreciation for you.

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id pin this man down and make out with him fr

if you’ve come this far, a like and a reblog would soooo much appreciated <3

[thvkei]

can we have the hug thing for the first gen of black dragon plsss?<333333333

tokyo rev; how they hug !

including. shinichiro, wakasa, benkei, takeomi.

notes. my babies. thank u so much for giving me a reason to write for them😖

part one. jjk ver.

SHINICHIRO SANO .

‘ shinichiro is touchstarved. he doesn’t just hug—he holds. he cradles. he worships. each time his arms wrap around your waist and his head falls against your shoulder, new stars align in the sky. after every hard day, he’s inspired to pull you close, to touch you, to show you just how much he missed you. shinichiro hugs like it will be his last. ‘

WAKASA IMAUSHI .

‘ wakasa’s touch is soft and lazy. his feelings are not. no amount of pawing at your hips, or pressing his weight against you could ever convey the want you instill in him. it’s raw. adoring. he just wants you to see that. to feel it. and he wants others to see and feel it too. ‘

KEIZO ARASHI .

‘ benkei is well aware of his strength. in a relationship, not only will he use that strength to protect you at any cost, he’ll also use it shamelessly to show how much he fucking loves you. wether that be straight up throwing you over his shoulder, or lifting you up to kiss your lips, this man never hesitates. never. not when it comes to you. ‘

TAKEOMI AKASHI .

‘ with takeomi, you’ll always be treated like the queen you are. he’ll make sure every need is met, especially physically. he’s always there to remind you how much he craves every part of you. dragging you in by the waist, locking his arm around you neck. you name it. just say the words. ‘

© thvkei 2023 | likes and reblogs r alwys appreciated! ૮꒰ ྀི◜๑◝ ꒱ა

[milkyboiiiii]

Wakasa gives the best backshots

Yes!! Ughg he so insanely good at it!

Wakasa holds you up by a tight grip on your hair as he pounds into your pussy at a relentless pace. You've become a moaning whining mess underneath him as he looks at you with his tired eyes and a sadistic grin.

Wakasa's mean when he gives you backshots! He'll slap your ass and pull you up by your hair just to spit in your mouth before letting you fall back to the bed. His fat cock stretches you out so nice and he always knows how to get you creaming on his cock and seeing stars Ɛ> His strokes are deep and fast hitting all the right spots. It felt so good until he suddenly stops you whine at the lost of pleasure "Fuck yourself on my cock doll, show me how bad you want it" you try your best but it doesn't feel nearly as good as when he fucks into you and when you start whining and begging him to keep fucking you, his smug smirk grows bigger. He starts pounding into you even faster and harder than before, making your eyes roll back into your skull Ɛ>

He'll beg you you to let him cum inside, it just feels right in this position. If you don't want him to he doesn't mind finishing on your ass (but now you have to deal with him begging for a picture of your ass covered in his cum)

He's so hot Ɛ>

[kawataslvr]

Summary : More of a crack fic tbh, no real warnings apart from cursing. YOUR ONLY 2 YEARS YOUNGER BTW

A/N : I didn’t know what to write but didn’t wanna not write 😔, off topic but i actually rlly like the idea of Shinichiro X Waka’s younger brother.

“YOU WERE WHAT.” really, the words had slipped from Shinichiro’s mouth, he was going to have more than one Imaushi on his ass now.

Wakasa slammed down his hands on the work table in the back of the bike shop, it was closed by now. It was late.

Shinichiro had no idea how to respond, this was a horrible way to confess he'd been involved with his brother for so long.

Through a sex joke.

———

Wakasa chuckled as the two discussed his younger brother “He was practically shoving it down his throat. I'm sure he liked it.”

“I was shoving it down his throat last night.” Shinichiro said bluntly, and quite confidently and loudly at that.

Wakasa’s smile had never DROPPED faster.

———

Which is what led to this situation. “It was just on instinct I promise!” Shinichiro tried to cover it up.

“INSTINCT MY ASS.” He looked at the ravenette straight in the eyes with a furios expression.

“It really was! If you had said that about anyone else I would've said the same thing!”

It was late and Wakasa was tired, he was about to head home anyways.. he let it slide under his radar, for now.

———

Wakasa finally got home and saw his younger brother on the couch sleeping, with the tv on. You probably had fallen asleep watching whatever show was on at the time.

Debating whether to wake you up and ask you about Shin, he ended up doing it.

“mmmm.. yes Wakaa?” you looked up at the older dude, yawning and sitting up. Still very noticeably half asleep.

The only thing you were focusing on was getting this over as quickly as possible before so you could go back to sleep, clearly not in a good state of mind.

“Are you and Shinichiro together?”

“mm.. yeah we are..”

Wakasa felt his blood BOIL.

“Have you two done anything together?”

“mhm..”

Silence filled the room, you flopped back down and laid down on the couch to go back to sleep again.

If it wasn’t for the fact Wakasa didn't wanna wake you again, he might’ve even started rampaging.

But, he let you sleep.

He wanted to confront you and Shinichiro.

At the same time.

———

You woke up on the couch with a blanket and pillow on you, and Shinichiro sitting down on the matching loveseat beside the two seater you were laying on.

Amd Wakasa on the other couch, you shot up a little too quickly from your seat seeing the scene.

You were used to waking up to Wakasa’s friends at the house, but Wakasa looked so mad.

So serious.

“Y/N, you finally woke up.” Wakasa’s tone sounded dead panned.

You rubbed your eyes awake glancing at Shinichiro then back at Wakasa, you had an idea of what he found out about.

“So, Shinichiro.. mind explaining why you broke bro code?” you froze, fuck, did Wakasa already find out? Shinichiro stayed quiet for a few seconds.

“You told me that I should try experimenting with more than just girls!”

“SO YOU GO AND FUCK MY BABY BROTHER?” Wakasa shot back immediately, he’d always been a lazy guy, he wanted to punch the dark haired man more than anyone else in the world.

“I DON’T GET TO CHOOSE WHO MY HEART LIKES!”

“BUT YOU CAN CONTROL YOUR FUCKING DICK!”

“YOUR BROTHER HAS A NICE ASS!”

The room went silent, your face turning a bright red from embarrassment. Wakasa’s turning red from anger.

Shinichiro quickly regretted his words, hating how things kept slipping in and out of his mouth, almost like he did inside yo—

Wakasa lunged at Shinichiro, and he would've hit him if you didn’t grab hold of the ravenette and move him towards your body.

“Y/N what the hell!” Wakasa said angrily, Shinichiro couldn’t help but laugh at the scene.

“C’mon Wakaaa he clearly likes me more, especially the way I treat him at ni—“ This time you were the one to hit Shinichiro.

A harsh slap across the face, a few seconds after and a proud Wakasa till the situation calmed down.

Wakasa, still furios about all the sex jokes Shinichiro made, but coming to terms with the relationship between you two.

“If you touch my brother again I’ll snap your neck in half Sano.” You and Shinichiro gave a light laugh, “I’m not joking. A pillow between you two right now.” He stood up and put the pillow you were previously sleeping on and set it between you and the older.

“Wakasa!” you protested grabbing the pillow and throwing it at him, Shinichiro started laughing again. Wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close to his own.

“Get your hands off him you fucking—!”

[aiixen]

White Leopard

[stxrmylxve]

Wakasa holds no shame, ever. He doesn't care that people are staring as he sucks a hickey into your neck in public, or the fact that the other gang members sheepishly look away as he sits you on his lap during a meeting.

He loves you, and I think everyone knows not to try and take you away from him. That would be bad for them to experience lol

He loves you to death and would send his best men out to hunt down anyone that sent even one lustful glance your way. He has made it very clear, more than once, that you are his now, and his alone! And if you so think about trying to tease him by looking elsewhere, he will breed you until the only name in your vocabulary is his.

(you can also notice this via the hickeys always on your neck.)

[wakasaz]

Just Friends?

♡~Wakasa Imaushi x Fem!Reader

♡~Not proofread

♡~Based on this

♡~wc 3.5k

♡~ao3

Tw~ 18+ MDNI!, unprotected sex, cheating, oral(female and male), rough sex, semi-public sex/public sex, I think that's everything, but I probably forgot something.

Over the years Wakasa has always been there for you. Always at your side whenever you needed him. So today was no different. Wakasa rushed over to your apartment the minute he got off the phone with you. Unlocking the door and walking in he went right for your bedroom where he could hear your quiet sobs. The moment he opened the door to see you laying on your bed his heart sank. Did your boyfriend break up with you? This wouldn't be the first breakup he helped you through. Honestly the moment he heard you crying when you called he didn't even ask what happened just told you he would be there in five minutes and hung up.

He walks into the room, laying on the bed beside you rubbing his hand up and down your back trying to calm you. "Waka" you choke out, look up from your pillow to see your best friend laying in your bed looking worried. "Who ass am I kicking?" He asks in his lazy voice as he lays on his back and opens his arms waiting for you to lay on his chest. "I think somethings wrong with me," you whisper to him. "the hell are you talking about?" Did that asshole say something was wrong with you? Is that where this is coming from? If it is, Wakasa is prepared to do a lot more than just kick his ass. He would kill for you. He would do anything for you, all you have to do is ask.

"Why doesn't it feel good?" Wakasa raises a brow at you confused. "Why doesn't what not feel good?" He asks. "You know" you say as you nod your head towards him. "Princess, if I knew I wouldn't be asking" you groan and slam your head onto his chest. "Sex Wakasa, why doesn't sex feel good." Wakasa starts chuckling. Now he has to sit here and hear about the man he hates fucking you. But he will. He will listen to all of it because he wants to make you happy. He will endure listening about a man he hates doing the one thing he wants to do but will never have the chance. "It's not funny!" You say slapping his arm as he laughs more while shaking his head slightly. "What? Trouble in paradise? That boyfriend kd yours not fuckin you right or something?" He asks.

You roll your eyes. "I'm serious, Waka. I think there is something wrong with me." He stops laughing and turns his head to get a better look at you. You're still laying on his chest, fingers running across his stomach drawing random shapes. "What are you talking about?" His tone is serious. You aren't used to him sounding this serious. It's usually all jokes and sarcasm with him. "Have have you never–" "No, I haven't" you say as you bury your face deeper into him feeling yourself getting embarrassed. Wakasa gulps. You haven't? No, that can't be right. You've had plenty of boyfriends in the past. Surely someone has gotten you off before, right?

"Oh God, you think I'm a freak don't you?" You whine. "No" He says sternly. "He's just not fucking you right" he mumbles. "He's not?" Wakasas eyes widened. You weren't meant to hear the last part. He lets out a sigh. "No, princess. Sounds to me like he doesn't know how to touch you" you sit up and stare down at Wakasa. Big doe eyes full of innocent stare at him. Because that's what you are to him, innocent. His sweet little best friend. The sweet girl who came to him crying at sixteen over your first heartbreak. The same girl who at seventeen came to him with her second over a cheating boyfriend. That same boyfriend learned quickly not to make you cry and you learned how to bail someone out of jail that night.

Wakasa sits up. You are nose to nose. His breath is hitting your face. If either one of you moved any closer your lips would be pressed together. The truth is you've always found Wakasa attractive. He was the typical bad boy at school that all the girls wanted but never showed them an ounce of attention. His attention was always on you. Wakasa has changed over the years. He grew his hair out and added purple. You swear he's never looked as good as he does right now.

Wakasa is playing with your fingers looking down. "I could show you," he whispers. "Show me what?" He looks up leaning in close. His lips brush against yours. "I could show you how you deserve to be fucked, princess" you slam you lips into him. He tastes like cigarettes and candy. He groans as he grabs the back of your head pushing you deeper into the kiss. He runs his tongue along your lip asking for entrance. You deny him. He chuckles as he smirks against your lips. You always did like to tease him. He yanks your hair causing you to gasp, he slips his tongue into your mouth. You moan into the kiss, locking your arms around his neck. Wakasa pushes you onto your back as he continues to kiss you. He moves onto your neck, licking, biting, and sucking everywhere he can. Your pants and moans fill the room. "Tell me, princess, has any man ever made you cum?" He asks as he starts to run his hand up under your shirt, goosebumps following his touch. You shake your head as he gives you a hum in response. "How about you then? Even made this pussy cum?"

"N-no" you tell him embarrassed that your friend is asking these questions. "No? Have you ever touched this pretty pussy?" He asks as he runs his hands over your clothed center. You nod "then why haven't you made yourself cum? "I–I get nervous and stop before I can" He hums again as he switches to the other side of your neck. "What do you think about when you touch yourself? Your boyfriend?" "No" you say quickly as you grip into his shoulders as he starts sucking on your neck. He chuckles "you think about me then, cause I think about you when I'm fucking my fist" "y–yes" Wakasa gasps. He wasn't expecting you to think about him. Actually he's surprised you're even letting him touch you this way. "I always think about you," you tell him. He lifts up from your neck kissing you slowly. It's filled with all the things he wishes he could get himself to say. All the feelings he has kept bottled up afraid of losing you.

"Can I touch you?" He asks as he rests his forehead against yours. You nod. Slowly he slides down your body as he removes your clothes. His hands gripping your tits and pinching and twisting your nipples. His hot mouth sucking and licking on them. He kisses his was down your body as he moves your pants. He spreads your legs and looks at your clothed cunt. He can see how wet you are. He runs his finger up your clothed slit before leaning down and licking, groaning as he gets a slight taste of you through the fabric covering you. You gasp and whine his name. He slowly removes the last piece of clothing tossing them on the floor. "Look at that pretty pussy" He says As he kisses your thigh. "Prettiest fucking pussy I've ever seen" He puts your legs over his shoulders as he kisses your slip before he starts lapping at your cunt. He moans against you. Finally able to taste you. You're the best damn thing he's ever had in his mouth. He thinks you're his new favorite flavor. He takes his thumb and spreads you open circling his tongue on your bundle of nerves. Your legs are shaking on his shoulders as you grip his hair. Your panting and whining as you gasp out his name.

He licks and sucks on your clit before dropping his tongue to your entrance. He fucks you with his tongue as his thumb circles your clit. At this point you're moaning and screaming his name. Your grip on his hair is so tight it hurts but he doesn't care. He's in heaven. In seconds he has you cumming on his tongue. He continues to lick until he can tell you rode out your high. He misses your cunt again. "Got one more for me?" He asks as he starts licking again. He runs his teeth over you, nipping every once in a while. As he's lapping at your cunt he adds a finger earning a moan from you. He curls it trying to find that spongy spot he knows will have your toes curling. Your moans are turning into screams of his name. He adds a second finger and before long you're cumming all over him again.

Wakasa sits up as he wipes off his mouth with the back of his hand kissing up your body to your lips. This kiss is rough, filled with nothing but lust for one another. Finally he removed his clothes. You sit up offering to suck him off. He shakes his he'd "tonight's all about you sweet girl" He says As he pushes you back down on the bed hovering over you. He kisses you again as he strokes himself a few times. "Ready?" He asks as he runs his tip up and down your slit. You nod, both of you moaning as he finally enters you. He starts off slow. He's holding both of your hands, his forehead resting against yours watching you as he fucks you. Wakasa knows he's never had a pussy this good. He's dreamed of this moment for years. "Fast Waka" you whine. He removes his hands from yours grabbing your hips as he starts at a rough pace. He shoves his face into your neck. He's kissing and sucking anywhere he can reach. He's groaning and cussing into your neck. Your moaning his name as you leave scratches up his back. He hisses but enjoys the sensation of your nails on his skin. He can feel your walls clenching him. He starts rubbing on your clit and he pounds into you harder. "Come on, princess, cum for me" He says As you arch your back, heels digging into his back as you pull him even closer to your body, screaming his name. You're clenching him so hard he can hardly move. He swears you are sucking him on. He grunts "you were made for me." You can feel his cock twitching inside of you. "Such a perfect pussy for me"

Quickly wakasa pulls out spilling all over your stomach. He swears he's never cum so hard. Spilling more than he's ever done before. You're covered as some spills off of you into the sheets. You're both panting. Bodies covered in sweat. Wakasa is kissing all over your face, chest and neck as he holds you. Scared you're going to say you regret it. You smile up at him. He tucks some of your hair behind your ears. You both look down looking at the mess he left. "Sorry, let me get a tow–" He doesn't finish his sentence as his mouth hangs open. You take your finger running through the mess left on you and sucking it off your fingers as you close your eyes and moan. Wakasa feels his cock twitch. Hardening at the sight. "Fuck" He groans as he slams his lips onto yours again.

The second time is rough. He has you face down ass up. He's slapped your ass so many times you know you'll be bruised. His grip on your hips is so tight you know you'll find his hand prints still there days later. "Look at you taking my cock so well" He says As he lands another slap on your ass. "You were made to be my little cock sleeve." He grabs you by your hair, yanking you up, your back back is against his chest. One hand is around your neck tightening every few thrust while the other runs down your body to play with your pussy. Your head is tilted back onto his shoulder. His thrusts are getting harder and harder. "Such a good little slut for me. You get off on fucking your bestfriend while your boyfriend is at home sleeping?" Moaning he tightens his grip on your neck cutting off air for a second before relaxing his grip. "What was that?" "Y-yes!" You yell. He chuckles against your neck as he plants kisses on you. You've lost track of how many times he has made you cum tonight. You know it's more than seven because that's the last number you remember counting to. "He fuck you like this?" "No, God no!" You scream before he tightens his hand again. Eyes crossing at the lack of air. Sucking I'm a deep breath when he releases again. "Maybe we should call him. Huh? What do you think about that princess? Let him hear how you like to be fucked. How you like bouncing on your best friend's cock. How you scream my name." He tightens his fist again before you can answer. He lets go of you and causes you to fall face first on the mattress. He falls on top of you. Rolling his hips into you moaning your name before spilling inside of you. He continued to fuck you the rest of the night until you fell asleep from exhaustion. He cleaned you up and stayed the night holding you in his sleep. He left before you got up in the morning but left a note telling you to call him as soon as you're up.

Ever since that night sucking Wakasa has become a nightly thing. The minute your boyfriend leaves your apartment you call wakasa and he shows up within five minutes, and has you naked in three. Some nights are rough. Nothing but the dirtiest fucking but other are sweet and loving. This continues for months. Wakasa has called off all the girls he was fucking before. They don't appeal to him anymore. They aren't you. Their pussies aren't yours. He swears you ruined him. No pussy will ever be as good as yours.

Wakasa hates Friday nights. It's your movie night. He used to love them, before your boyfriend. Before it was just you two. Now every Friday he has to show up. Now he has to watch the asshole have his hands all over you, and kiss you. Wakasa just rolls his eyes. While your boyfriend might get to hold you during the day and in front of everyone, wakasa is holding you at night. He's the one making you scream every night, begging him to fuck you one more time. He's the one who you beg to fuck your throat and cum down it so you can taste him not your friend. It'll never be your boyfriend. Wakasa will make sure it'll always be him.

You're sitting in the middle on the couch and a blanket lays over your legs. Your boyfriend's arm is around your shoulder as he watches the movie. Wakasa shoves his hand under the blanket and lays it on your thigh. You turn your head to look at him but he is staring at the tv. Slowly he inches his hand higher and higher until he is touching your clothed cunt. You jump light. Your boyfriend looks at you asking if you're alright. "Yeah, everything okay?" Wakasa asks with a voice laced with sarcasm as he smirks at you. You mumble out a fine. Everyone goes back to watching the movie as wakasa starts rubbing you. You slam your legs together as he turns his head to you, raising a brow. Slowly he slides his hand in your pants and starts to play with your pussy. You gasp, moaning quietly. Your boyfriend and wakasa are talking now as he enters a finger into you curling it hitting the spot that makes you see stars as his thumb rubs your clit. You let out a loud moan as your boyfriend and wakasa ask if you're okay. They continue talking when you assure them everything is fine. Wakasa adds another finger thrusting and rubbing faster.

Your boyfriend excuses himself to the bathroom before wakasa is pushing you back ok the couch hovering over you finger fucking you as he roughly kisses you. "Need you so bad" He mumbles against your lips. This continues until you hear the bathroom unlock. Wakasa jumps off of you, pulling you to sit up as well. Your boyfriend comes back throwing his arm around you again while wakasa continues to finger you under the blanket.

Wakasa has made you cum two times just by his fingers. Your boyfriend is asleep on the armrest of the couch. Wakasa picks you up sitting you on his lap as he pulls down your pants and panties and his own. "Waka he's right there" you whisper to him. "It's fine. He'll never know" he says As he shoves you down on his cock. He helps bounce you on him. Your head is thrown back on his shoulders and he is biting on yours to try and quit himself. He has one hand covering your mouth to quiet your moans and whines. As you bounce on him he is fucking up into you meeting your hips half way. You're cumming for the nth time tonight when your boyfriend starts to move on the couch. Wakasa stops moving for a second as he watches him. When he doesn't wake up and he starts bouncing you again. It doesn't take long for him to throw his head back spilling inside of you. He lifts you up and helps you readjust your pants before sitting you back down and watching the movie as if nothing happened. The next morning wakasa says bye to your friend as if he didn't fuck you right next to him the night before.

Once your boyfriend is gone you notice Wakasa is more annoyed than usual. He's brushing off your questions or giving you short answers. Finally you corner him in your kitchen. Trapping him against the counter. "What the fuck is your problem?!" You yell at him. "You've ignored me all day" He laughs, shaking his head. "My problem? You want to know what the fuck my problem is? Having to watch you be all touchy with that asshole who doesn't deserve you!" He yells "he's my boyfriend wakasa!" He shakes his head face growing angrier "he can't even get you to cum when he fucks you! You've had to come to me just to get off for the past seven months!" He yells "do you want to stop fucking me is that it?!" You yell back. "No!" "Then why do you care if I'm touchy with him?" "Because I'm fucking in love with you okay!"

Both of you widen your eyes. Wakasa was content keeping that a secret as long as you kept fucking him but seeing your boyfriend all over you made him pissed, jealous. He wants to hold you in front of everyone, not just at night. He opens his mouth to saying something but you slam your lips onto his. Running your fingers through his hair before wrapping your arms around him. Wakasa switches your positions against the counter before lifting you to sit you on top of it. Spreading your legs to settle between them he rips your pants off before falling to his knees and eating you like a starved man. He is lapping, sucking, and biting on your cunt. It's messy, his spit running down his chin. He pulls against him as hard as he can. You're cumming on his tongue in seconds. Quickly wakasa stands wrapping your legs around his waist as he picks you up and carries you to the bedroom. He lays you on the bed and slowly undresses both of you. He lays on top of you, fingers interlocked, kissing you slowly. He enters you both of you moaning. His pace is slow but deep. Hitting all the places that make your toes curl. It's intimate. More intimate than anything either of you have done before. He wraps his arms around you pulling you chest to chest just so he can be as close to you as possible. He feels you pussy clenching as his cock twitches. "Love you so much" he whispers to you. "Loved you since we were teenagers" you moan his name arching your back you cum all over his sock. He rests his forehead against you as he fills you up. You both lay there holding each other as you catch your breath. He's laying on your chest with his arms around your waist holding you against him. Your legs are wrapped around him as you play with his hair. Both of you are smiling.

"I love you too"

[sucka4pain]

❝𝐼𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑎ℎ?~❞

✰•|sᴜɢᴀʀ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ!ᴡᴀᴋᴀsᴀ ɪᴍᴀᴜsʜɪ x sᴜɢᴀʀ ʙᴀʙʏ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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✰•|ɴᴏ ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴs ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ.

✰•|(ᴀ/ɴ): ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴏʀ ɴᴀʜ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴀɪʀᴘᴏᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ.

✰•|ᴡᴄ:1.0k

“Cmon baby, I know you better than that~.” You could hear the teasing in Wakasa’s voice. He was your sugar daddy, buying you all of the things you desired and wanted without almost wanting nothing in return besides going out with him and always being by him. That’s all the poor man wanted.

Sure he had what seemed like all the money in the world, but the one thing he wanted the most that money couldn’t buy was love.

You know how to give it to him. He was practically twice your age but that didn’t matter to neither of you. Love comes in many different ways, and this is what seemed like one of them.

His tattooed hand trailed against the small of your back as you rode him. Your hips bouncing on his cock like a bunny in heat as his hot breath was against your neck. His cock was huge for being so lanky. It was around 12 inches with a slightly over average girth size and a curve.

The dark peachy colored member had two sensitive veins that trialed up the sides all the way from the base and stopping half way with a red tip that leaked of precome. He had what people would call a happy trial which is just some hair above his private area that fit quite well for him, and his big balls heavily full of seamen that’s ready to get drained.

“Keep goin’ like that and I won’t last long.” His raspy voice spoke with his two toned colored hair strands stuck to his sweaty forehead from the heated moment in his car.

You whimpered feeling the tip of his cock hit all of the right places, hell, it even hit places you never knew existed.

The cold rings on his fingers sending shivers down your spine as one of his hands rested on your hip and the other landing a few slaps on your ass causing you to gasp unexpectedly.

A raspy chuckle escaping his lips as he looked to see a bulge forming on your stomach.

“Look at that~” He whispered as his free hand found its way to your hair pulling it back making you moan at the stinging and forcing you to look down.

“You see how deep I am? Almost like you were made for me.” His droopy lilac eyes stared down at you making you practically feel small against him.

The sweat making the leather seats of his car slippery and the vehicle slightly rocking from the intimate moment happening inside his garage.

You both couldn’t wait until you got inside but it would have been worse since his buddies were waiting inside wondering where he could be.

Constant phone calls and messages blowing up his cell phone that was in his cup holder but he couldn’t care less in that moment. He was giving his baby what wanted.

“You like that, yeah?” He said as he started to thrust up, his hips meeting yours and with the slaps on your ass encouraging you to continue.

His hand reaching for your neck, wrapping his ringed fingers around your throat as his insect finger and thumb pressed on the spots of where your pulse was.

The sick twisted grin on his face as he groaned in pleasure as you pleased him. You couldn’t help but cum on the spot. The sight of his head throat back and his adams apple bobbing up and down, he looked too fucking hot so how could you not cum?

“Cumming already? I didn’t even get to finish. How greedy you are.” He spat as his hips snapped at a rapid pace making your mind go blank and your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Fucking slut..gonna cum before me? Let’s see how long you last.” Wakasa rasped as he continued his thrusts making you hold onto the fogged up window, leaving a hand mark.

The sensitivity was hitting you like a bus. It was too much but it felt so good that you couldn’t help but keep moaning. His free hand reaching up to your chest as his fingers rubbed and played with your perky nipples.

Whimpers leaving your lips at the pleasure on your chest and lower area was too good to be true. His inked arms wrapping around your body and his face in your chest. The warm muscle of his tongue lapped up your nipple as his teeth slightly pulled at them. His lips eventually wrapping around them, sucking them til they’re soft and sensitive.

“Shit..m’ gonna cum..” He grunted as he felt his cock twitch inside of you. After a few more thrusts, his balls tightened up and a loud groan escaped his lips as he emptied all he had inside of you, some of it dripping out from the side and forming a white ring around the base of his cock.

The both of you panting as he took your fucked out face in his hands.

“You alright, sweetheart?” He asked as his gaze softened. You nodded and his lips kissed every bit of your exposed skin, showering you with affection and warmth.

“I don’t wanna be your sugar daddy anymore.” The words leaving his mouth making your eyes widen before hearing what else he said that made your stomach tingle and feel like it’s full of butterflies.

“I wanna be something more for you. I can provide for you and do anything for you, all I ask in return is you be my husband/wife.”

You felt your stomach get full of warmth at his words. It was such a big offer but you felt like it could go further. Your relationship what just that he gets you things and in return you go on dates with him.

Making it official with the Wakasa White Leopard Imaushi? How could you not accept it? But then again, you could get a lot of looks and people say that he’s too old for you.

Or that you shouldn’t even be associated with someone his age. Love is about being with someone you want for the rest of life not caring about what the person did or who they are.

Such a big offer, what will you say? Do you accept?

-ᴛᴀɢʟɪsᴛ: @reiners-milkbiddies, @melou008, @0fftherec0rd, @simpingfor-wakasa, @aaria-malfoy, @peptox, @carpioassists, @clavds, @dior-and-dietcoke.

©𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐚4𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧-- 𝐃𝗼 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝗺 𝗼𝐫 𝐜𝗼𝐩𝐲 𝗺𝐲 𝐰𝗼𝐫𝐤-- 𝐜𝗼𝗺𝗺𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝗼𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐞𝐝!!

[prncessrindou]

fast n’ furious // repost from wakashawty

♱ CONTENT WARNING . . fem!reader, street racer!wakasa, unprotected sex, jealousy, waka scares reader w his driving, car sex, marijuana use, creampie and use of pet names.

♱ WORD COUNT . . 2.5k

“You did the damn thing tonight, Waka.” A woman said as she grinned in Wakasa’s face.

The track was the place to be on Friday nights. It’s where every racer got to show off their rides and skills behind the wheel. The money was something to look forward to, but Wakasa didn’t thrive off that. What get his adrenaline pumping is knowing the dangers and consequences behind it.

“Hm, you think so?” Wakasa asked the grinning woman.

As usual, Wakasa stolen another victory with his superior driving skills, winning the money fair and square. The other challenger was mean muggin him from afar, though Wakasa was unaware of this or just didn’t give a shit.

“Is it just me or is he mean muggin you?” The woman asked. Wakasa shrugged, “he’ll be alright.” He responded nonchalantly as he leaned back against his car.

You suddenly and purposefully stormed out by Wakasa and the women. You knew that Wakasa was popular with the women before getting into a relationship with him, though you thought it would’ve stopped when you guys finally came out, but all it did was get one hundred times worse.

Wakasa grabbed your arm, pulling you into his chest. “Where do you think you’re going?” He asked into your ear, wrapping his arms around your waist and biting your earlobe softly. The other girls watched in disbelief and walked away. Finally, he thought.

“Home.” You muttered. “Oh? Well, how are you going to get there, hm?” He asked with a teasing grin on his face.

“I’m walking!” You pushed away from his chest and looked around, “where did your little girlfriend run off to? You should go after her!” You spat.

Wakasa chuckled, “she’s right in front of me.” He said, “seeing you get all jealous is so sexy, princess.” He grabs your waist and pulls you into his chest once more, “especially in this skirt.” He begins tugging on it, “you have no idea what you’re doing to me right now.”

You rolled your eyes, “I ain’t jealous.” You wouldn’t consider yourself as a person with low self esteem, but you never thought someone like Wakasa Imaushi would be interested in you. When he first asked you out, you turned him down. Simply because you thought he was out of your league and Wakasa never had a woman to turn him down. Ever… He knew then and there that you were the one and he had to have you.

“But, you are totally jealous.” He responded, “and I think it’s hot.” He whispered into your ear, gripping on the plush of your ass. You hit his chest and he chuckled, “we’re in public, you perv!” You squealed.

“And? I’m just grabbing what’s mine.” Wakasa said as he placed a kiss on your nose.

You couldn’t help, but smile. Wakasa was good at making you smile, no matter the situation.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, placing a kiss on his soft lips. “Hm, I think I deserve more than just one kiss, baby.” Wakasa grinned. You hummed, “you did win tonight so I guess you do deserve an reward.” You said, kissing his soft lips.

Suddenly a group of girls came out of nowhere, “Hey, Wakaaa!” They shouted loudly. “Are you coming to the kickback?” One girl out the group asked.

“When is it starting?” Wakasa asked, letting go of your waist and turning his attention to the girls.

“It’s going on now.” A girl responded, “we’re heading there now, you should come and… bring your lady friend.” The girl teased.

Oh, this fucking bitch.

“Sounds like it’ll be fun.. wanna swing by, baby?” Wakasa turns his attention towards you. You now have your arms folded, making your breast sit up high and his dick twitches upon seeing it.

He wants to put his face in them in front of these girls.

“Swing by your fucking self!” You walked off, bumping into him with as much force as you could and walking to the passenger side of his car, getting in and slamming the door as hard as you could.

The girls were speechless after seeing your behavior and honestly, you, yourself weren’t too happy with how you handled it. You wish you didn’t get so worked up because that’s what they want you to do so they can get a good laugh about how they got under your skin.

Wakasa waved his arms up in the air, “what gives, baby?” He mouthed. You flipped him off and he sighed deeply. Suddenly, he got in the car and started it; he pulled off on the girls, leaving them where they stood. The car ride was silent, you were looking out through the window as Wakasa drove down the dark highway. “Ya’ hungry?” He finally broke the silence.

You didn’t respond, you remained looking out the window. Wakasa leaned over and opened the glove department, taking out a already rolled up blunt. “So yer’ not gonna talk to me? Gonna give me the silent treatment?” He spoken up, putting the blunt to his mouth and lighting it up, inhaling it.

You remained silent, just shifting in your seat. Waka sighed, exhaling the smoke. He pressed his foot down on the gas, pushing eighty miles.

You noticed the car speed difference. You glanced over and saw that Wakasa was pushing eighty, but you still refused to say anything to him. You wasn’t about to give in and say anything to him about the speed, thinking he’d just slow down eventually, but that wasn’t the case at all.

The engine was roaring as Wakasa pushed the gas, one hand on the steering wheel while the other hand held onto the blunt, putting it up to his mouth here and there. Now he was pushing ninety, and you were getting a little nervous.

Wakasa didn’t say a word, eyes fixated on the road as the cars speed was getting higher. “Hey, Waka.. slow down a bit.” You finally spoke, looking at Wakasa.

He didn’t respond nor acknowledge you, he kept his eyes strictly on the road. Your heart was beating out of your chest as the speed reached ninety, getting closer and closer to one-hundred. “Damnit, Wakasa! Slow the fuck down now!” You screamed.

Wakasa abruptly pressed down on the breaks, the car screeching to a stop. Your hands went to the dashboard, breathing heavily as the car finally came to a stop. “The fuck is wrong with you?!” You yelled, voice wobbly from being scared half to death.

Wakasa starts to laugh, “my bad, baby.” He said, “jus’ wanted you to say some’ to me.”

“And you thought pulling some shit like that would do the trick? You’re really a jackass, Waka!” You spat, you were on the verge of tears because you really got frighten.

Don’t cry in front of him, don’t be a pussy!

Wakasa peeped your voice change, “hey, look at me..” he grabbed your attention by grabbing your chin, “I’m sorry, didn’t mean to scare ya’.” He said, “don’t cry.. you’re too pretty for that.” His thumb wiping away your tears.

“Whatever,” you sniffed, “just take me home, please.”

Wakasa doesn’t say anything else and just nods. He presses his foot on the gas gently and drives away. But, instead of taking you home like you wished, he takes you to a secluded spot. A spot you and him usually go to after his races.

“What are we doing here?” You questioned.

He backed the car in, placed it in park and turned off the engine. He adjusted his seat and leaned back in it, “you still mad at me?” He asked, his voice was low and deep.

“What do you think?” You questioned, with a bit of bite in your tone.

“C’mere.” Wakasa said. You gave it some thought and gave in, climbing over and sat in front of him on his lap.

His tatted hands were rubbing your exposed plush thighs. The way you were sitting, you could feel his cock underneath you. “Sorry ‘bout that, didn’t mean to scare you. Can you forgive me?” He asked, half lidded eyes staring at you.

You rolled your eyes and you shrugged. Wakasa chuckled lowly. “What’s funny?” You asked.

“Nothin’.. you’re just sexy as hell when you’re mad.” He replied, “and y’know what else?”

“I dunno.. what?”

He licked his lips, “I also get mad and jealous too.. like earlier before the race started, I saw you talking to a few dudes… and I saw how they were checking you out.” He squeezed your thighs, “it pissed me off.. I wanted to bend you over in front of those fuckers to let them know who you belong to.” Wakasa said.

“Why didn’t you if it pissed you off that much?” You questioned, using your finger to trace over his exposed tatted chest.

Wakasa chuckled, “You really would’ve let me fuck you in front of everybody?”

“Dunno, maybe.” You shrugged.

Wakasa lazily smiled, “don’t play with me, miss we’re in public.”

“Oh, shut up!” You chuckled. Wakasa chuckled lowly, continuing to rub your thighs. “But,” he begins to speak, “all jokes aside, I really am sorry.” He says.

You sigh deeply, “I guess I can forgive you.. you’re lucky you’re so pretty.”

“Not as pretty as you.” Wakasa grins. You lean down to place a kiss on his lips, not realizing what you were actually doing in the process.

“Mm, do that again.” Wakasa says lowly. Wakasa groaned as you leaned over again, but stops you midway and grabs your hips, moving you back and forth as you sat on his lap, grinding on his clothed cock.

You felt his cock harden as you grind on his lap, Waka groaned once more at the friction you were causing, “fuck.. if you keep that up, you might start something you can’t finish.” he says, squeezing your thighs with his hands.

“Who says I can’t finish it?” you questioned, smashing your lip against his for a passionate kiss, you could taste a bit of mint from the gum Wakasa had earlier. You pulled away from his lips, “I always finish what I start.”

Wakasa grinned and licked his lips, your confidence amusing to him, “then show me.” He said, “show daddy how you finish shit.”

“With pleasure.” You said, unzipping Wakasa pants and his hard cock sprung up from his jeans, the tip oozing out pre cum. You raised your hips up, lifting your skirt up as Wakasa helped pulled your panties to the side. “A thong, huh? Fuck..” he said, biting his lips at the sight of your bare cunt.

He rubbed his tip against your folds, gathering your slick. You moaned at the friction and allowed him to slip inside of your cunt. “Fuck, fuck, fuckkk—” you moaned, your walls burning at how his cock was stretching you out.

You didn’t move your hips at all, it was almost as if you were cockwarming him. “Wakaaa, you’re so— shit!” You sobbed, laying your head in the crook of his neck. The smell of his cologne hitting your nostrils; you placed wet kisses on his neck.

“Mm, is my pretty girl gonna ride me?” His hands on the globe of your ass, squeezing your plushy skin. You nodded your head profusely, rocking your hips back and forth on his dick. He was huge to say the less, his dick dragging against your walls with every movement you made.

Wakasa watched as you bounced on his length, feeling the buzz from the weed he smoked earlier. He’s digging his nails into your skin, trying so desperately to control himself from slamming you down on his dick and fucking you dumb. Your pussy is clenching and spasming around him, he’s getting dizzy from it.

“Fuck, princess.. yer’ pussy squeezing the shit outta me!” Wakasa murmured, throwing his head back against the seat as you rocked him. He looks so pretty like this, surrounded in bliss as pleasure took over him.

You lifted your hips up, his length shining with your slick and his tip remained the only thing in your wet folds as you began moving your hips in a different way.. a way that would drive him crazy.

W— A— K—, your hips spelled out the first three letters of his name and then the forth, A—.

“Fuckkkk—,” Wakasa realized what you were doing, “that’s so sexy, shit baby..” biting his bottom lip and letting you continue doing what you were doing. S— A—.. by the time you finished the last word, he slammed your hips down; his fat tip practically tasting your spongy core and his length pulsating against your warm walls. “Ohhh- my! Fuck, Wakaaa!” You squealed, wrapping your arms around his neck as he lifted your ass up and down his dick.

His fingers were digging into your skin, enough to leave marks on your skin for the next day. You felt yourself coming undone as he repeatedly pounded your core. “Shit, m’ cummin! M’ cumminnnn!” You sobbed, Wakasa then guided your hips to go back and forth, practically grinding your clit against him.

“Heh,” he chuckled, “make a mess then, baby.” He said as he smacked your ass.

That was all he needed to say for you to snap. You sobbed Wakasa’s name like it was a sacred prayer as your high came washing over you like it was a tidal wave.

You knew Waka was close from how his dick was twitching inside of you. He continued rocking your hips back and forth while squeezing his eyes shut, groaning in your ear as pleasure took over him, spraying your walls with his warm cum. “Mmh, fuckkk,” he growled, gripping and slapping your ass as he came down from his high.

You both were out of breath, completely spent. Wakasa chuckles, throwing his head back against the seat, “so when were you gonna tell me you could do that freaky shit?” He asked, his large hands rubbing your ass.

You giggled, snuggling your face into his chest, “it was the spur of the moment type thing.. I was just trying something.”

“Hm,” Wakasa hums, “spur of the moment, huh? Well, it was hot as fuck.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it so much.” You leaned up, placing a kiss on his soft lips. You felt Wakasa’s dick harden back up as it remained inside of you. You broke away from the kiss, “tell me you’re not serious..!?” you said, Wakasa was grinning from ear to ear, “well, what can I say? You still owe me my reward for winning tonight.”

You arched your brow, “what are you talking about?” You questioned, “we literally just fucked.”

“Yeahhh, I know we did,” Waka said, “but, you was just proving to me you can finish what you start… proving yourself and giving a reward are two different things, princess.”

You rolled your eyes and you couldn’t help, but smile. “What am I going to do with you, Wakasa Imaushi?”

Wakasa laughed, his laugh was warm and his smile had butterflies swarming around in your stomach. “I don’t know, baby.” He said, suddenly smashing his lips against yours. He began moving your hips again, squelching sounds filled the car as he did so. The friction causing you to squeal in his mouth.

He broke away from the kiss, grinning from how you reacted to him moving your hips, “but, I know what I’m going to do with you though.” He smiles before sealing your lips with a kiss.

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Shinichiro during these two weeks after he got away from original timeline when Mikey gets out of his sight for more than two seconds:

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Daddy Tokyo Revengers: Having an Overly Shy Daughter pt 2 Ft: Mikey, Baji, Wakasa, Takeomi, Chifuyu, and Shinichiro WC 2000+ Part 1 a/n: part two is here! part 3 is in the works of characters on the list for part 3 Mitsuya, Kazutora, Kisaki, Kakucho, Izana, and Smiley!

Wakasa He began to lace the purple little gloves on her hands. “Remember what daddy taught you?” he asked his baby girl. Her eyes watching her dad tying the strings of her glove. “Just like we practiced.” Wakasa patted her head. 

She saw her large uncle Arashi get into the ring he had his gloves on as well. She saw her daddy get out of the ring leaving her in the ring. “Daddy.” She trembled in her voice. 

“you got this bumble bee, keep your hands up and remember the bigger they are the harder they fall.” Wakasa spoke. For years he saw people come in and out of the gym then after training with him he could see the confidence in them. He wanted to do the same thing for his daughter seeing how sometimes she didn’t have confidence in herself due to her being overly shy about anything she did. 

She heard the bell ring and followed her dad's instructions keeping her hands up. Arashi was willing to help his little niece even if he had to be a little dramatic. Wakasa's little bumble bee swung towards her uncle hitting Arashi’s stomach and in a matter of seconds Arashi began to feel ‘pain’ from the hit. He fell to his knees and pretended to knock out. Her eyes widened in shock that she did that to her uncle. She turned around hearing the bell. “I killed him.” 

“ no no you knocked him out! You did it!” Wakasa said, reassuring his little one, getting into the ring. “And the winner is my little bumble bee” Raising her hand up Some of the members in the gym clapped and cheered for this because her little cheeks radiated with heat. She had a bashful smile. “See bumble bee l, no one your age can knock out a giant like him.” 

Takeomi 

“No daddy I don’t want to go…” Her little backpack was on her shoulders. This was her second day of kindergarten. His daughter didn’t have the best day yesterday. She tried her best to meet some friends but when she would try to speak she began to stutter when nothing came from her mouth she took off in the other direction in the classroom. 

Takeomi felt bad for how her first day went. He should have listened to his wife and should have put her into a head start program to help with her social skills but he thought she was too little and being a first-time dad all he wanted to do was protect her and just knowing her parents would always be there for her. Now letting her get her own wings was a challenge. His hands gently were on her shoulders. “I know it’s tough but you can’t give up…. Daddy wants you to try for him. Can you do that for me?” He calmly spoke to her. 

She took a moment to respond with a slight nod. He had a relieved smile. He reached into his coat pocket  “Since you're staying today I have something for you that can help.” Pulling out small bracelets with charms on them.  “I went to the store last night and I asked the lady I needed a special bracelet to help give little princesses confidence. She found this… Look, it has all your favorite things on it too.” He began wrapping the bracelet around her wrist. Going to the jewelry store last night as a gift for her starting kindergarten. Something special for her and if she knows it’s supposed to help with her shyness she could feel a little more relaxed when making new friends. 

“Will it help me? ” She blinked a few times looking at her dad.  

“Mmhmmm,” they heard the bell ring “alright princess I will be here to pick you up after school.” Giving her a big hug. “ I love you.” 

“I love you too.” Kissing her cheek. He watched her enter the school and she disappeared around the corner where he class was.

Chifuyu 

It was his day off and he told his wife to enjoy herself for a few hours while he kept an eye on his munchkin. He was trying to feed Peke J when he couldn’t find him. Calling for him no response. He was looking everywhere for him and nowhere to be seen. The last place he checked was his daughter's room. Her door was slightly cracked open when he could hear his daughter's voice. “Down by the bay~~~ where the watermelons grow~~~ back to my home~~~`” he could hear the cute melody coming from his 4-year-old who was in her room singing. He could see on her bed Peke J,  he had one eye open as he watched his little owner enjoying herself. “Have you ever seen a fly wearing a tie? Down by the bay~” 

He hasn’t heard his daughter sing like this before. She would copy a few words from the song but it will only be spoken softly by her. Hearing her sing the full song brought a smile to his face. Peke J notices the presence at the door picking his head up meowing. His daughter stopped singing and he was busted.   “papa?”  she called out. When he finally opened the door the familiar pair of green eyes that resembled his looked back at him. “Hey sweetie, I was looking for Peke J. It was time for him to eat.” Chifuyu smiled. “I happen to hear you singing.” he smiled. “It was cute.”

She was bashful as she looked down at the ground, her hands were behind her back  “you liked it?” “Of course! You have the sweetest voice I ever heard. You got that from your mama. I know it's not from me. Do you mind if you will sing for me?”  

Her eyes lit up, nodding. “Mhmm.” 

“Promise?” he crouched down holding his pinky out to her. 

“Promise.” her little pinky wrapped around his. 

Baji 

During his final year of residency, he was exhausted. Knowing this would be a big step in his career and for his family as well. Stressful years in school were going to pay off. His shift at his vet hospital ended. Making his way to his home knowing it was late his daughter could be asleep. Entering his home that was silent. ‘They are asleep.’ he thought to himself. He got out of his clothes into something more comfortable, he walked into his daughter’s room, the small night light by her bed was on and she had a stuffed white cat she was holding onto. He sat on the edge of the bed. He had been so busy he hadn’t had a lot of time with his favorite girl. Brushing her hair back and kissing her temple. Her daughter shifted her little hand rubbing her eyes as they slowly peaked open “Sorry I woke you.” he whispered. 

She let out a yawn. “I told mommy I wanted to wait for you, but I fell asleep.” She looked up at her dad. She missed her dad and knew when he had some time when he wasn’t doing his residency he needed rest. “Imissedyou.” she mumbled quietly. 

Baji noticed how his daughter held onto the stuffed cat as she buried her face into the top of its head. “I missed you too kiddo.” he looked at the drawing that was on her nightstand and picking it up he could see three figures “Did you do this?” She nodded her head “It’s f-for you Daddy.” snuggling into her stuffed kitty cat.

“ I have to add this to my collection of fine art, thanx kiddo” he looked at the photo then he found himself yawning. His daughter could see a tired look in his eyes. She scooted in her bed and Baji noticed she was making room for him to lie down. He was too exhausted to get to his room and he gladly accepted cuddling with his baby. “You wouldn’t mind if I crashed with you huh.” 

“I-I don’t mind.”

At times Baji forgot how big she was getting he still remembered her being a newborn who was the side of her forarm. Brushing her dark bangs out of her face. It didn’t take long for his daughter's eyes to become heavy; she didn’t fight her sleep. Baji looked down to see the smile on his baby’s face as she was asleep cozy next to him. His eyes finally gave out as he hit a deep slumber. 

Mikey 

The father-daughter dance was today and Mikey was ready to go. He had the corsage to match his daughter's dress. When he first heard about the dance his daughter was excited she would be taking her dad with her, but the closer it got she became a bit more nervous. There were going to be a lot of dads with their daughters there.  “Love, we are going to be late.” he knocked on her door. 

When his 5 year old opened the door she saw him in the pretty red dress she picked out last week from the store. His daughter didn’t get his personality at all. No matter how hard he tried to help her out breaking the shyness she retracted back more. There were people she was able to talk to that she was comfortable with but others she was mute. Mikey smiled, “I sure do make one hell of a cute kid, you are gorgeous my little princess.” 

He could see her face glowing red as it matched her dress color. “I um uh thank you dad,” she was a bit jittery with the compliment from her dad. Opening the container of the red corsage and placing it on her tiny hand. 

“Am I going to get to dance with my gorgeous date?” Mikey asked, taking her hand. 

“Ca-can you teach me ?” She began following her father to the car.  She really didn’t know how to dance. 

“Of course. Anything for you princess.” He buckled her seat belt and he began to drive towards the school. 

Shinichiro 

Shin could see the frustration in his daughter's face. She was trying to fix her toy that came apart. Trying to clasp them back together when they kept coming apart. She let out a low sigh. “Do you need help, cupcake?” Shin asked, catching his daughter's attention. 

“It’s okay daddy I got it.” Her concentration was still focused on the toy.  Shin could see how to fix the toy he began making his way . “No-No daddy, it's okay.” She looked up at him and he took a seat next to her on the floor. She became a bit more nervous; she wanted to do this for herself instead of going to ask her dad all the time. Shinichiro always loves helping her out. When he is in the shop he would ask her to help him pass him the tools he would need to fix a bike. 

“Daddy is just gonna watch kay?” he patted her shoulder. He continued to watch her tweak it but it wasn’t working. A frown came to her lips she had to admit to defeat this time. “It's okay sweetheart. Take a deep breath.” He guided her through the deep breath and saw her relax after. “Turn this piece around.” He pointed to the left side of the toy. Following her fathers instructions she managed to place the piece properly in. “ you did it!” Shinichiro saw the look on her face she was biting her inner cheeks looking at the toy. “What’s wrong?” 

“I wanted to figure it out myself.” She looked over at her dad then back down. “But i couldn’t.” 

“It’s okay to ask for help, I know you want to do it yourself but sometimes we need help and I will always be there to help you.” Rubbing her back. 

She gave a small smile nodding at her smiling dads face. She reached for one of her other toys “ do you want to play with me?” In her other hand she one of her toys 

“Of course!”

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[y-umiko]

TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN YOU LABELED THEM AS A FRIEND (as a Prank)

CHARACTER(S): Baji . Ran . Wakasa

WARNING/S: cursing and a bit suggestive in Baji's part

Keisuke Baji

It was Saturday in the late afternoon, You sat on the couch wrapped around your boyfriend's arms, legs tangled with each other when your phone rang. reluctantly you pick up the phone as you sat up with you still cuddled into his side. all the while Baji was focused on the TV that was playing his favourite TV show.

He didn't pay much attention to your conversation just hearing bits and pieces of it, he was just minding his own business that is until he heard you say;

"Not much, I'm with a friend right now"

Baji pauses the TV in a heartbeat, a scowl present on his face which you only returned with an innocent confused gaze.

"who is that? tell me I didn't just hear what I heard you say" he said as he extend his hand to grab your phone but you were quick to dodge and distance yourself away from him, but you didn't even reach far as he has his gentle grip on you, determined to grab your phone - which he succeeded.

Baji always resorts to violence before anything so it's no surprise that he didn't even bother to check the caller ID before he began speaking nonsense.

"This is her boyfriend you a**hole, and before you say anything just you know I can fu*king fight"

There was complete silence on the other end and when Baji thinks he won he can't help but look up as you chuckle and a familiar voice speaks on the other end. "Uhm...I know Baji-san"

Baji watched you with the furrowed eyebrow as you completely lost it and laugh "It was Chifuyu, I wanted to see how you'll react, I was just messing with you babe"

while you laughed, Baji's eyebrows only bent in annoyance, before he sigh in relief, "Chifuyu I'll call you later" he grumpily mumbled before ending the call and making his way towards you, he leaned down and whispered into your ears.

"I've been soft these past weeks, I think you need a proper reminder of who you belong to"

RAN HAITANI

You boredly stare at your boyfriend beating who knows who for the last couple of minutes, with the scene being almost a daily occurrence you thought you'll get used to it but violence during a date gets annoying, especially when Ran seems to enjoy it more than the date itself.

Ran heard your phone ring but didn't think much of it as he pummel the poor delinquent to the ground. he does enjoy it, the thrill of the fight but the thrill he got with spending time with you is a different matter.

"no I'm not busy, I'm just hanging out with a friend"

though that got Ran's head whipping to your direction with his full attention quickly shiting to you, a playful grin quickly dances across his lips as he quickly catches on to what's going.

"that doesn't sound right -" he grins, stepping over the delinquent on the ground to make his way towards you, without breaking eye contact

"-it's an incredibly handsome friend" he whispered once he was close enough to you, his long limbs of hand immediately wrapping themself around your waist to pull you closer to him.

Ran heard what sounded to be a man on the other end of the line say something, but the way your look at him tells him you didn't hear a single word on it "sorry I didn't catch that? my... incredibly handsome friend was talking to me" you chuckled earning a satisfied grin from Ran.

"Yeah, I'll call you later"

as soon as you ended the call, Ran took hold of your hand, intertwined them together, and pulled you away from the bloody scene.

"let's go"

"Where to? how about your work?" you asked pointing to the pile of delinquents behind you two, which Ran only shrug.

"don't worry about it, this incredibly handsome friend of yours is gonna take you out to dinner before some asshole thinks he has a chance with you"

"This is why I love you" you replied, your plan perfectly working

"that was Rin by the way"

WAKASA IMAUSHI

you sigh for the 3rd time in the last hour, for the last couple of minutes you had tried to do stupid things just to get a reaction out of your boyfriend who appears to be bored all the time but it was as if it fell into deaf ears. luckily a phone call had saved the day.

You get on a call, close enough with Wakasa that he can overhear your conversation. there was nothing strange about it, so he didn't mind it one bit, not until you turned sideways and made eye contact with him before answering the other person on the line.

"I'm actually with a friend right now, how about we just get dinner later?" He looks back at you, the subtlest furrow on his eyebrow.

"a friend?" he asked pointing to himself in disbelief, the action leaving you feeling pride for getting a reaction out of him. You didn't respond to him, instead, you just put your finger over your mouth, indicating to him to be quiet, further annoying him.

he swiftly reaches for your phone and puts it over his ear, without breaking eye contact with you.

"This is her boyfriend, and she's not getting dinner with you anytime soon since she'll be busy with me so stop calling this number" he calmly said before ending the call not even letting the other person on the other end say anything.

"what?" he asked as you stared at him in awe

"That was so hot" you mumbled completely catching him off guard as he handed you back the phone, which you happily took feeling happy for some reason. "Stop talking to strangers" he cooly mumbled giving you lazy droopy eyes that you love.

"that was Shinichiro"

[haruchuiyo]

I've GOT YOU i have been thinking about this a ton: girl finding out what bf wakasa does (gang stuff) and he has to either come clean, get rid of her, or die on the spot and he has no idea which one to do lmao but he eventually comes clean

Come clean

content: angst + mention of a gün + talks of unaliving + fluff at the end + wakasa loves you a lot.

fem!reader

thank you anon for requesting this, you’re a real one mwah, hope this lived up to what you’ve thought about.

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He hesitates a lot. He even talked to Takeomi and he was no help. “Gaslight her into thinking she’s been dreaming about this stuff. It’s not like dreams come true.” Wakasa had to give him a hit on the head for that remark.

Once on the way to your apartment, he gets a message from you asking if he’s really involved in the criminal world and associates with gangsters. Wakasa could feel his entire body almost melt down as he pulls to the side of the road and his hands is starting to sweat. His heart pounds faster against his ribcage.

He grabs his gun from the car drawer and puts it firmly inside his jeans, just close enough for him to grab it. And he grabs a small box and sees a pill in there. And he takes that as well and puts it in the front pocket of his shirt. Then he started driving towards you after sending a message to you. ‘I’m on the way.’

While there, at the front door of your apartment, in your hallway and he sees you. You’re wearing shorts and his shirt that is a little too big for you. He could almost feel himself go into shock, his hearts beating fast and you see his eyes moving everywhere on you. You take a step towards him but stop when he pulls out his gun and has it by its side.

“Ushi?” You call out his name, softly but there’s a hint of fear in your voice. Wakasa shakes his head as looks at you, he can’t do this to you. No he can’t. “Why do you have a gun?” Why’s your voice so close? He didn’t realize you approached him closer and he feels his gun get pulled. He looks down and sees your hand on his, with the gun in it.

“It’s gang code isn’t it?” You have a sad smile plastered on your lips. He knows you figured it out. He can’t see you like this. Not with a sad smile. He’s supposed to make you happy, just the way you make him happy. He shakes his head again and pulls away the gun from your hold. He sees you gulp down and take a deep breath. “Gang code to kill anyone who finds out your work expertise?” You let out a dry laugh at the end. Work expertise, how ironic.

“Is it gang code, ushi?” You ask again and he hesitates before nodding his head. “Either that or I kill myself.” At that, your breath hitches.

“With this.” And you softly gasp when he pulls out a pill from his pocket in his hand and shows it to you. And Wakasa hates himself. Tears are welling up in your eyes. He can’t do this to you. He can’t put this weapon on your face and pull the trigger or on himself. He hurts you either way, no matter what choice.

“So gang code says either one of us has to die.” You remark, as if you’re trying to take the words in.

“There’s one more.” Wakasa speaks up.

“One more like you have to threaten me with murdering people I love? That’s so gang code, isn’t it?” You’re in shock as you say that with an another dry chuckle. Wakasa almost flinches at that. He can’t bear to listen you laugh like that, it’s not you. It’s not your pretty laugh he loves to hear. A laugh he do anything to hear.

“It is one of them but there’s one more.” He says and you almost groan. “And that is?” You retort back, wanting him to speak up, feeling like he’s dancing around the subject when he is in fact isn’t.

“I come clean.” Is all he says and you actually laugh this time. Genuinely. A real laugh and Wakasa wants to beat himself even more.

“Which one are you choosing then? Well, clearly you’ve chosen the last one. Just asking if you’re gonna do any of the first ones you mentioned as well.” You say while shrugging your shoulders, feeling numb.

“I’m only picking the last one.” He says softly as he meets your eyes and you look at him baffled.

“And I’m supposed to believe that when you have that in your hands?” You ask, baffled while pointing at the weapon in his hand. He looks down and almost dropped it before he places it on the table in the hallway.

“The guns not loaded.” He confesses and your eyes widens at his words. “Even if it was, I wouldn’t be able to do it. If I did, I’d just pull the trigger on myself.” He softly take a step towards you and grasps onto your hands softly. You look down at it, like it’s something unknown.

“The thought of you losing you would kill me.” His voice is shaking and you feel his hand on yours shake as well.

“So you are a criminal? A gangster, specifically.” He nods his head to your question. “Did you come here to kill me?” He shakes his head.

“Did you come here to kill yourself then?” And at that he nods his head. “Partly, but I came here to be honest with you.” He says truthfully and you nod your head in acknowledgment.

“Have you been honest with me about everything else other than your job?” He nods his head and grasps your other hand.

“About everything. This is the only thing I lied to you about and hid from you, but I really do work with motorcycles and cars.” He answers and you nod your head again.

“So you do really love me, huh?” You softly laugh and Wakasa feels his eyes get wet.

“I’ve always loved you, baby. From the moment I saw you, I’ve loved you.” This time he gently holds your face in his hands and he sees you softly lean into his touch. He leans in towards your face and brushes your nose against his.

“You could’ve told me you were a gangster.” You mumble and Wakasa smiles sadly.

“Would you still be with me then if you knew?” He asks and you giggle. “Do you see me running away now?” And at that, Wakasa lets out a soft chuckle.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I really am.” He voices again. He will always apologize to you and make it up to you. Every day of his life.

“I know you are. And don’t you dare take that pill.” You utter sternly and he nods his head as he places his forehead against yours.

“And I love you too, ushi.” You mumble gently, feeling shy for no reason. You feel him trace your cheek with the tip of his nose, to the juncture of your nose and then his lips softly press down on your cheeks, on the corner of your lips before finally pressing down on your lips. He feels you let out a soft gasp into the kiss as you move your hands up his neck to softly grasp your fingers through his hair. He absolutely loves it when you do that.

The kiss is gentle and soft, your lips moves against his in no hurry. Like he won’t leave you or you won’t leave him. His heart pounds against his chest, heart beating for you. You have his entire soul and heart in your hand and his only consists of you.

You break away from the kiss, breathless, as he continues to caress your skin with his gentle kisses. He pressed down against your jaw, to your pulse point continuing to your soft spot behind your ear. You let out a soft content sigh when you feel him kiss you there.

“I love you so much, baby.” He mumbles against your skin as he moves further down to where your neck and shoulder meets. He places one last kiss there before facing you. “I don’t think I will ever get tired of you saying that.” You say in a teasing tone and he chuckles a little.

“And I won’t ever get tired of telling you I love you.” He stated softly but truthfully.

“Next time, tell me everything, okay ushi?” You tell him, sternly as he nods before he places his forehead against yours.

“Everything.” He enunciated before he taking your lips in another kiss.

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should write more for him ugh

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