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⋆꙳✧༄ Patching them up after a fight

꒰ ͜͡➸ You patch them up after a fight and put silly bandaids on their wounds just because you can

❖ Characters: Shinichiro, Benkei, Takeomi, Wakasa

❖ Reader: genderneutral

❖ WARNINGS: Mentions of physical fights, wounds and blood, a little suggestive at Takeomi

❖ A/n: I miss writing for TR so much so have this hehe

☰ Shinichiro:

ꕤ Shinichiro comes home a lot of times with random cuts and bruises. Not all of them are from fights, most of them happen while working with the bikes.

ꕤ But the nights he does comes home all bruised and battered, he wants nothing more than to crawl into your arms.

ꕤ He insists that he can take care of his own wounds but he wants you close before and after.

ꕤ He's a man but wounds hurt and he's not afraid to show his pain or even to cry, not caring about if it's considered “unmanly” or whatever.

ꕤ Shin adores you even more when you get the first aid kit out and insist on patching him up despite his initial protests.

ꕤ He feels so bad when you take care of him like that because him getting into fights and ending up as a punching bag should never be your problem.

ꕤ You of course don't mind it, gently dabbing the cotton swab over the cuts to clean them out and Shin doesn't even wince when it burns.

ꕤ His eyes are trained on your face, smiling softly when your brows furrow from concentration or when you pout at a specially nasty wound.

ꕤ Quiet “thank you’s” are mumbled by him when you start applying ointment before looking for band aids and start to snicker to yourself.

ꕤ “Looks like you only have the ones for your siblings left,” you say amused and present him the little dinosaur and pink star bandaids which makes him laugh.

ꕤ “I use these more than they do. Keep forgetting to buy new ones,” he explains amused and picks the green dinosaur ones.

ꕤ Gently you apply them to the few wounds that need a bandaid, a pink star one right on his cheek because you insisted on it.

ꕤ Shinichiro can't help but smile when he looks himself over. It shouldn't be so funny but you somehow took away the pain and tiny dinosaurs litter his skin as you make sure to kiss each and every bruise.

☰ Benkei:

ꕤ Benkei rarely ever needed you to patch him up, usually he would do so before he comes back home and you can only see his knuckles bandaged - the skin probably broke from throwing one too many punches.

ꕤ But this time he came home with a cut right on his nose, his face black and blue along with his almost signature look of busted knuckles.

ꕤ “Benks… let me help you,” you mumble and practically drag him to the bathroom where you force him to sit on the edge of the bathtub.

ꕤ Benkei remained silent, far too tired to protest your tender hands and silently he thanked you for not even asking about any of it.

ꕤ Without further questions you kneeled down and started cleaning his knuckles, a hiss escaping him from the sting but the moment you kissed the back of his hand it was all better.

ꕤ While you wrapped bandages around his big hands he started apologizing to you for causing you trouble but you scolded him for thinking that this is trouble.

ꕤ Once his hands were taken care of you raised to stand between his legs, a frown on your lips when you saw his busted nose.

ꕤ “You know what I told you about cuts on your face,” you started and he only chuckled, knowing you get the hello kitty bandaids out now in hopes he will be more careful next time.

ꕤ His friends tease him to no end about it, but he doesn't mind. He thinks it's cute that you care enough about him to even do this.

ꕤ A bright pink bandaid rested on the bridge of his nose now and you couldn't help the laugh escaping your throat but he followed right behind.

ꕤ “That should be my new daily look, don't you think? I look so dangerous now,” he joked around and pulled you closer for a kiss.

☰ Takeomi:

ꕤ Takeomi never came home when he was vulnerable, not wanting to seem weak around you.

ꕤ But he seemed to have forgotten about the punch he got into his face hours back that left his forehead split open, dried blood staining his forehead and cheek.

ꕤ When he came home you immediately crowded him, not used to seeing your lover like this and cupped his face.

ꕤ “Calm down I'm not dying,” he grumbled and held onto your wrists to remove your hands from his face but you jerked your hands out of his grasp.

ꕤ “Perhaps you're not dying but let me at least clean this up,” you insist and he follows you into the bathroom to sit down on the closed toilet seat.

ꕤ “Only so I won't ruin the sheets with blood,” he lied with a straight face, craving your gentle touch, wanting to be taken care of

ꕤ Ever so gently you cleaned his wound for him, standing between his legs since he always sat with his legs wide open.

ꕤ His hands rested on your butt as you cleaned his wound, a dirty smirk on his lips “I need to. It hurts sooooo bad,” he mused, giving the globes of your ass a squeeze.

ꕤ You knew he was playing around by the way the smirk danced over his lips but you let him, planning your own revenge.

ꕤ Once the wound was cleaned up and the ointment put on you got out the most childish bandaids you could find, little green stripes with glittering duckies.

ꕤ Takeomi didn't even see the bandaid until he looked at your handiwork in the mirror “you're so gonna pay for that, brat,” he chuckled and threw you over his shoulder, carrying you to the bedroom.

☰ Wakasa:

ꕤ Waka rarely ever came home with wounds that needed tending, some bruises at most, if he's been training with Benkei a lot that day.

ꕤ But the few times he did, he didn't bother tending to them, insisting that cuts will heal on their own and bruises fade in a few days.

ꕤ Whenever you caught him with wounds he knew he was done for, protesting against your soft treatment so you learned how to drag him to the bathroom by force.

ꕤ “I'm not some kid. Let me at least do this myself,” he protested and ripped his arm from your grip but you gave him a stern look.

ꕤ “Even Senju acts more mature. Stop acting up,” you fired back, hating how he neglected himself from time to time. He has a big ego but that won't heal wounds.

ꕤ In the end it's a fight of who’s more stubborn and usually you win by either insisting until he gives up or by handing him his fave beer which he drinks grumpy while you tend to him.

ꕤ “You need to be more careful next time,” you scold him as you dab a cotton swab drenched in alcohol over his wounds.

ꕤ There is absolutely no reaction in his face but the way his muscles tense tell you that he's in pain and you frown, not wanting to hurt him.

ꕤ Once you were done, you got the last few bandaids out, one butterfly clip for a deeper cut so it will stay together and cute band aids with pawprints.

ꕤ Waka jerked back upon seeing the rainbow colored band aids “that one, yes,” he points to the butterfly clip and gives the colorful paw print ones a dirty look “and those... don't you dare come near me with them,” he growled out.

ꕤ You had to stifle a laugh at his reaction and opened a light blue one after using the butterfly clip on the big cut, forcing it into his skin while trying to be as gentle as possible. “Just this one... the rest can stay open if you don't put on a shirt,” you cooed and smiled at the light blue pawprints covering a cut.

ꕤ Wakasa glared at you for a moment but knew protest was futile. “At least give my shoulders a massage to make up for this shit,” he mumbled and pointed to the cute band aid decorating his chest.

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renn-phrs · 2 days

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[𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑵 𝑰 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑴𝑨𝑵]

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ(s) : Haitani Ran, Wakasa Imaushi, Shiba Taiju

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ(s) : Religion based on Taiju's

I forgot who requested it but here you go (a 1 year ago request :D mb love)

previous | aftermath

≣ Haitani Ran

A man stood outside his high-end office, as his hand extended to the sky where water droplets fell to his hand. Rain. Roppongi's other side took on an eerie atmosphere as the rain poured relentlessly. He once love the rain, but now it’s just a hollower experience. A notification drew his attention, revealing messages from his dear brother who couldn't pick him up due to additional errands. Letting out a sigh, he loosened his tie and swiftly stashed his essentials into his briefcase before embarking on a run in the rain.

Not caring the expense of his suit, he dashed through the rain, indifference showing in his disregard for the dampening effect on his luxurious attire. Raindrops accompanied him as he hurried through the streets between office buildings and Sakurazaka Park. His steps halted abruptly upon catching the faint echo of a familiar laugh, a sound that once held a special place in his memory. Searching to pinpoint the source, his gaze eventually landed on a figure reveling in the rain. As he approached the railway for a clearer view, the dimly illuminated park made it hard to identify.

In the shadowy ambiance, the figure moved closer to a streetlight, revealing their identity. Ran's eyes widened, his lips quivering as he recognized you. A hopeful smile formed on his face as he attempted to call your name, only to witness a pair of hands wrapping around your body. Both of you laughed joyfully in the rain, oblivious to his shattered heart as he stood above, watching the person who now accompanied you in your playful moment.

His fingers tightened around the cold metal of the railway as he watched the two of you. Memories flooded his mind, and he swallowed the painful lump in his throat, witnessing you dancing with another man who now held you as dearly as he once did.

Now he understands why he once loved the rain.

≣ Wakasa Imaushi

‘Oh, how draining it is being in this house full of shit that I could not even understand how this hatred developed in my heart, proudly I once said to my heart he was the one for me. The one that would bring joy to the pain and guilt I was forced to carry. The man who once bowed to my presence now only bestowed upon me as a stranger. The one whose respect and tenderness only showed to me is gone as a current wind that passes by. Oh, if once I was not blind as a deer to light, I would’ve sworn to never be in any of his presence and avoid any circumstances that lead me to him.’ His grip on the note tightens as he keeps reading each paragraph to paragraph, letter by letter.

‘Oh, that man, that man, I hate him. I despise him. I loathe him for the way he acts towards me, the calloused hands that wipe the tears falling from my eyes. The way he spoke to me in his honey-like voice, the way he calmed me down, pulled me close to him. Oh, I hate it. Those memories we shared are nothing but a lousy decision I had made before.’

‘Wakasa Imaushi. The man you are, the man I loved dearly. As you read this note, I will be gone. Gone from anything you wish me beforehand. I have forgiven you for the way you spoke ill behind my back, used my words against me, married me for my wealth and I have discovered instances of your infidelity within our relationship. I hope this is what you seek. I wish what you’ve wished before would go to you as your plan. I will not bear more guilt than I brought to my family for marrying a man like you.’

Tears began to stream down his face as he gripped the letter in his hand close to his heart. Pouring his heart out as he cries to the regret and guilt formed in his chest, begging the ones above to help him in any sort of way. The limp, cold body of yours beside him bears witness to the deeds and sins he has committed into marrying you for his own good. Now he must bear the judgment of your family's wrath and the ones above.

≣ Shiba Taiju

Clutching the cross tightly in his rough hands, he whispered prayers under his breath. The church, being unusual lively early in the morning, bustled with people coming and going. For him, this day held unparalleled significance, long-awaited and now unfolding before his eyes as he adorned himself in special attire. Casting his gaze across the church decorated with flowers, ribbons, and ties around the pews, he couldn't help but murmur, "Fresh," as he lowered his head to inhale the fragrance of a flower, a nostalgic reminder of the days when it was a gift presented before knocking at his favorite door. His eyes scanned the church's windows, capturing the sight of you, smiling alongside your family, a scene that sent his heart into a gentle flutter. Sighing wistfully, he tore his attention away to finish getting dressed. Standing tall on the aisle, he observed the joyous chatter of people, happiness radiating from their faces, just as the door behind them creaked open, heralding the beginning of a momentous day.

Taiju's gaze fixed on you, his heart skipping a beat as memories flooded back to the moments he first fell for you. Dressed in all white, you smiled, taking in the surroundings before your eyes locked onto his where he always felt like a puddle, seeing reflections of himself. Each step you took resonated with the songs and choir of people around, echoing the same dream he once had when he tenderly kissed your soft hand. Gritting his teeth and tightly balling his fist, he fought to maintain his composure, all the while your father beamed with affection as he gazed upon you.

As you walked down the aisle, embodying the dream he once envisioned, Taiju stood on the side, eagerly anticipating the moment when vows would be exchanged. As you reached him, you paused, sharing a heartfelt smile before turning your attention to the person you were about to marry. Taiju's gaze shifted down to the book in his hands as he carefully articulated the vows of The Marital Sacrament.

Choosing god's path was never his intention, let alone what you thought until you found yourself feeling betrayed by the letter in your hand that he wrote saying he is leaving you to Italy for choosing the path he has abandoned, asking you to move on and choose your own path. Leaving you alone with the hopes of him marrying you, and having the family he once said to you. The kiss you shared, the love you two built crumbles down as nothing he once had promised not to. Letting the pain and betrayal aside to pick up the shattered pieces of your heart as you force yourself to keep on the pace of life.

No sorry. No Guilt. No bid thee adieu.

Finding yourself in an engagement with your childhood friend, he mentioned having someone to assist in the marriage process. This reintroduced you to him after several years of his absence. As you met him again, the expression on his face failed to stir any emotions within you. Perhaps it was a testament to your acceptance of reality and his well-intentioned actions. The blame, you realized, lay not with either of you for choosing separate paths but rather with him for the approach he had taken. For the past few days, he had persistently tried to reach out, seeking to talk with you. Yet, you remained steadfast in your silence, refraining from responding to any of his calls or messages. It was only on the day you exchanged vows with the man you chose to marry that you encountered him once more. Gripping the Marital Sacrament, he bore witness to the solemn ceremony, watching the love of his life commit herself to another. The silent agony in his eyes mirrored the great realization that you were now bound to someone else.

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fueledbysano · 5 months

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Chifuyu Matsuno | 26 | PET SHOP OWNER | 5’6 | LOYAL

Jokingly entering a lottery for a luxury couple’s cruise, you were surprised to receive a notification saying that you were the lucky winner! You now have to find a “spouse” for the trip. You’ve considered your friends, but all of them probably have commitments already. And then on the day of the cruise, Chifuyu greets you with flowers. He was so much cuter and in front of you. You settled into your luxurious cabin and began the journey.

On your first night, you tried the fancy dinner aboard the ship, shared your favorite dishes and chatted about your childhood memories associated with food. It struck you when he mentioned he was formerly a gang member, as he certainly did not look like one. you also bonded over your shared love of animals and memories of having owned pets as children, while Chifuyu told you all about the interesting things about these pets.

You also enjoyed a masquerade ball; Chifuyu was not the best dancer but he was so gentle with his movements. He was nervous at first, unsure how to navigate the party, but with your guidance and reassuring touch, he gradually relaxed and even started to enjoy the activity. You took the lead, taking him to the rhythm. With your hands on his shoulders and movements in synchrony with his, you glided across the dance floor, lost in the music and in each other's company just like dinner. Chifuyu was impressed by your confidence and grace on the dance floor. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration for that.

After a long day of exploring the ports and enjoying the activities on the cruise, you decided to unwind at the couple's spa. On the way there, the two of you even came up with a fake love story in case the masseuse asks— you were high school sweethearts. Inside the spa, you settled into adjacent massage tables, holding hands and enjoying the deep tissue massages that the spa offered. The oil worked its magic onto your bodies, and you turned to Chifuyu, who seemed to be holding his laughter from being ticklish. You smiled at him and chuckled as you made eye contact, letting him know that you didn’t mind. You couldn't help but notice Chifuyu's toned body. His toned back and arms were on full display, you felt yourself being attracted to him in a way you hadn't been before.

As the week went on, you and Chifuyu continued to learn more about each other while also participating in the cruise activities, all while pretending to be a couple. By the end of the cruise, Chifuyu couldn't deny the connection he felt with you, and he was surprised by the depth of his feelings for someone he had only just met. It was then that he realized that despite being the one who was rented for the vacation, it was he who truly rented your heart. So when you visited his pet shop, he couldn't deny the connection you had and was happy to see you again. It’s against the rules of the rent-a-boyfriend services, but he does not need that anymore and so do you.

Baji Keisuke | 26 | VET | 5’9 | TSUN-TSUN

As you prepared for your family's Christmas trip, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Your relatives were constantly badgering you about finding a partner, and the pressure to conform to their expectations was starting to wear you down. That's why when you heard about a service that could provide you with a pretend boyfriend, you saw it as the perfect opportunity to get your family off your back and enjoy the trip without the constant constant nagging.

When you met Baji, you were surprised at how charming and easygoing he actually was. He was exactly the kind of guy your family would approve of, and he was happy to play the role of your boyfriend. Both you and your family were struck by how handsome and charming he was. His tall, lean figure and stunning eyes made him look like a model, but his warm smile and how gentle he was with your family made him seem accessible and likable.

You found yourself growing nervous as the time went on, but Baji was quick to pick up on your discomfort and put you at ease. He asked questions about your family and interests, and he made you a drink before settling into your room for the night. Baji then joked and laughed about things your parents have told earlier, making sure to give you a sense of ease and comfort with him. After all, you will be going on a trip together. You knew that you were both putting on an act, but you couldn't deny his potential of being an actual partner.

So the trip began, Baji proved to be a great choice. He was friendly and outgoing, easily striking up conversations with your relatives. He quickly became a favorite especially to the children in your family, who were drawn to his playful nature and witty banter. He spent time playing with them, telling jokes and stories, and generally being a fun and engaging presence. He was so good at interacting with the children that they started calling him "big bro Baji". He simply made a positive impression on everyone. He even went out of his way to compliment the cooking and offer to help with luggages, and making sure that everyone was taken care of, especially you, even if it meant putting himself in second place.

On the last day of the trip, you find yourself wondering how he was so good at handling family members, and he was more than happy to explain that he had a close relationship with his own mother growing up. He also said that in his career, he had come to see his animal patients as members of his own family. He described how he would take the time to get to know each animal individually, talking to them in the veterinary clinic and taking them out to play and explore. He told you that he believed that the key to understanding and connecting with other beings was to see them as unique individuals, just like people.

You did miss Baji after the trip. He had made such an impact on your family members, especially the children, that he was brought up in conversations even after he was gone. Your parents asked about him, and his absence was noted by the young ones who had grown so fond of him. You found yourself thinking about him often and wondering what he was up to. The trip had been such a special experience for you, and you felt grateful for the time you had shared together. Even though your relationship had been temporary and arranged, you found yourself wishing that you could see him again and continue your connection. So when you called him up for a “rental” again, it was to your surprise when Baji answered with “Don’t worry, this one’s on me.”

Hanma Shuji | 28 | PHOTOGRAPHER | 6'4 | DAREDEVIL

You have been struggling to keep your ex-boyfriend at bay. Despite repeatedly asking him to leave you alone, he would still find a way to contact you, whether through social media or by showing up at your workplace or at your apartment. You were worried about the situation and wanted it to stop, so you decided to hire a pretend boyfriend to make your ex-boyfriend back off. You chose Shuji Hanma, a 28-year-old photographer with a charismatic and handsome look. He also had a rebellious streak that made him perfect to play the role.

Hanma's stylish motorcycle added to the spectacle of his arrival at your apartment. As you rode away, you noticed that your neighbors were staring, probably wondering who the mysterious man on the motorcycle was. It was the same case when you arrived at your workplace, your colleagues were equally curious about the identity of the mystery man who waited for you at the lobby.

Hanma was engrossed in his work in the lobby, concentrating on editing his photos on the computer screen. He noticed the faint sound of footsteps approaching. The sound grew closer, and Hanma looked up to see your ex-boyfriend walking towards the seats. Hanma was not impressed, and he almost immediately approached him. “Hello, I'm Shuji Hanma. You are…?”

“Uhm, Touri—desu.” He was confused, but shook Hanma’s hand anyway, which he regretted… Hanma’s grip was undeniably strong, which turned his skin to crimson. “You new here, huh?” Hanma tried to remain cool. “Eh, not exactly.” The guy shrugged, and Hanma scoffed and took his belongings. “Well, I'll be on my way.” He headed to the receptionist and spoke loud enough, “Good afternoon, can you please deliver a message to my girlfriend, Miss [ L / N ]? I have our lunch~” This was enough to grab your ex’s attention, and he was visibly confused and angered.

Hanma immediately escorted you off the elevator when you arrived, letting you know of your ex’s presence as he protectively put an arm around you. Which seemed to work, because he was only angrily standing there with a piercing glare. Hanma was inarguably intimidating with his fierce eyes and tall height. As you sat together for lunch, you couldn't help but smile to yourself. You knew that your ex-boyfriend was watching from a distance, witnessing you having a wonderful time with another man. Hanma also appeared to be enjoying the situation, and he kept up his loving and affectionate demeanor throughout the meal, like Hanma taking your hand and kissing it, feeding you, and simply looking like a real couple. When in reality, you were also talking about your day so far and telling each other about the usual get-to-know topics.

After you walked out the restaurant together, your ex stepped forward and started yelling about how you could move on and replace him. “And with this twig?! Come on [ Y / N ], is this the best you got?” He chuckled and attempted to reach your arm. As he continued his tirade, Hanma lost his patience and punched him in the face. You were shocked at your pretend-boyfriend's sudden burst of violence, but you had to admit that it was somewhat satisfying to see your ex take a hit. Hanma quickly pulled you away from the scene and kicked your ex’s stomach. “Who’s the twig now? If I see your face again, I'm going to break every bone in your body.” He spat and then led you back to your apartment.

Once you were inside, Hanma apologized for his behavior and assured you that he only wanted to protect you. Still a bit shaken, you knew that Hanma had been there for you, and he did his role perfectly. You forgave him for resorting to violence and appreciated how devoted he had been to you with a generous tip, to which he answered, “I’m not leaving without making sure that guy never comes back.” You were taken aback when he took a seat on the couch by your front door. “And don't worry about the rent thing ♡” He winked. You were pretty sure he just enjoyed beating your ex, but you got yourself a pretty damn good fake boyfriend/guard dog.

Rindou Haitani | 30 | CLUB OWNER | 5’8 | GENTLEMAN, BUT A LITTLE NAUGHTY

You were feeling a bit down about attending the wedding of a college friend without a plus one. Your friends were all in loving relationships, and you were tired of being the odd one out. Rindou was intrigued by the request and quickly agreed. He looked forward to the opportunity to spend the evening with you and to help you feel less awkward.

Rindou was a stickler for presentation, so he took it upon himself to choose an outfit that would make you feel confident and comfortable. He asked you about the theme of the event, the colors of the invitations, and any personal style preferences you had. Using this information, he was able to find a perfect ensemble for the evening.

When you arrived at the venue, you felt a new sense of confidence. The dress that Rindou got tailored was a perfect fit, and the shoes made you feel taller and more sophisticated. You knew that you looked good, and that made you feel even more comfortable mingling with the other guests. Rindou had been right, the outfit had boosted your confidence, and it showed while he was happily your arm candy. As you continued to make your way toward the main event, Rindou couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity with the place. He quickly realized that he was one of the co-owners of the venue, and had completely forgotten to mention it to you. He felt a bit sheepish about the oversight and did not make a big deal out of it.

However, it did come back to bite him in the ass later on. “Mr. Haitani?” The groom took notice of his presence when the couple visited your table. “Pleasure to meet you, I did not see you on the guest list. What a surprise!” They shook hands. “My girlfriend is here with me.” He smiled and held you closely. “You didn’t tell us that your boyfriend owned the venue, [ Y / N ]-chan!” WHen the bride said that, it seemed that the other guests on the table now seemed more interested in you. “How did you meet?” “Is there a ring yet?” It was a bit of a shockwave to you and your friends. Suddenly it seemed as though they were all more interested in you than they were before, and you felt a tinge of discomfort, which Rindou easily picked up on.

“Oh, shut up…you won’t even talk to her two minutes ago…” Rindou scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Wanna ditch?” You were touched by his offer, and gladly accepted. You needed a break from the endless talk about your friends' relationships, and it was nice to have a place to escape to for a little while. Rindou took you to the bar of his brother’s hotel nearby, where you were able to enjoy your own night just by yourselves without having to impress people who you barely know anymore. “Sorry for not telling you sooner, it was exactly what I was trying to avoid…” Rindou knew his way around a bar, and you found yourself in the perfect spot with him at your side. He explained the menu items and suggested a few different drinks that he thought you might enjoy, making sure to cater to your tastes. You felt grateful for his attention, and you appreciated how much effort he was putting into the conversation.

As you sat at the bar, you found yourself opening up more than you ever thought you would. You talked about your job,hobbies, and even a little bit about your past relationships. Rindou was a great listener, and he made you feel comfortable enough to share details that you had never told anyone before. You loved the fact that even though he was a complete stranger, he was genuinely interested in your life and experiences. While he also had a fair share of stories, especially the reason behind joining the rental services despite being a wealthy businessman… Rich people get bored sometimes too, you know…

You felt like you had known Rindou for much longer than just one evening. You couldn't believe how quickly the time had passed, and you found herself wishing that the night could go on forever. As they closed down the bar and left the reception, Rindou walked you to the suite he offered, and you found yourself wishing that you had the courage to ask him if he would like to see eachother again…

Ran Haitani | 31 | CLUB OWNER | 6'0 | BOLD

You have been using your “fiance” as an excuse to get out of uncomfortable situations or company gatherings, but now you are facing a dilemma. Your boss was hosting a company outing, and you knew that you couldn't use the same excuse again because he personally invited “your fiance”.

Thinking quickly, you reached out to Ran and asked him to play the part of your fiance for the whole trip. You were relieved when he agreed, knowing that he was the perfect person to accompany you to the event. Ran was charming, charismatic and extremely meticulous so you knew he would be able to sell the "fiance" ruse perfectly.

Ran likes to live life to the fullest, and he's not afraid to splash out on extravagant things. He's handsome, wealthy, and he has a way with the ladies. “You wanna make this more believable? I’ll take you on a date before our flight ♡” He took you to the finest restaurants and their club, and he insisted on paying for everything. He bought you clothes to bring to the trip, and you took a lot of photos together to show around. And he of course did not forget the fiance scheme and took you to Cartier for ring shopping. You were surprised by Ran's opulent lifestyle, but you were also drawn to his confidence and charm. He's not afraid to take risks or to try new things, and you feel like you can learn a lot from him.

On the day of the flight, you pulled up at the airport in his luxury sedan, dressed to the nines that truly made you look like the real deal. Ran was a smooth talker and a natural flirt, and he made you feel like the most important person in the world. And being the actor that he is, Ran smoothly introduced himself to your boss and colleagues. But you only gave them a glimpse of your ruse, because Ran had bumped your seats to first class where you praised each other for your acting.

During the trip, you were treated like a queen by Ran. He was always making sure your needs were met and that you were comfortable. He would hold your hand in public, carry your things, and go out of his way to make sure you were comfortable and well-cared for. You liked the way he whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and the way he looked at you with a sparkle in his eye. You were constantly getting compliments on your clothing, accessories, and your perfect “fiance.” You knew it was all just an act, but you couldn't help but enjoy every minute of it. Ran was way too good.

One night, you and Ran spent the evening soaking in the bathtub on your hotel balcony, surrounded by the sounds of the sea and the stars sparkling above you. He uncorked a bottle of the finest champagne, enjoying the bubbly beverage as you talked about your actual lives. You took the opportunity to let loose and talk trash about your co-workers. Ran laughed and poked fun at their annoying habits and quirks as well, bonding over your shared experiences. Ran was a natural storyteller, sharing stories from his past and his dreams for the future.; while You were fascinated by his adventures and insights. In turn, you talked about your own hopes and dreams. Ran listened intently, offering advice and support where needed. The conversation flowed effortlessly, with no awkward silences or forced conversation.

Ran was a true professional, and he played his role as your fiance flawlessly throughout the trip. He remained attentive and gave you affection in front of everyone. You were impressed by his commitment to the bit and his ability to seamlessly slip into character and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him. He made you feel like you were the most important person in the world, and you were touched by his thoughtfulness and attention to detail.

You were seriously moved by Ran's dedication to the role, even as you said goodbye. He had played the part with such natural grace and ease that she had almost forgotten that it was all an act. You were grateful for his commitment to the bit and his attention to detail, and you enjoyed the fact that you had someone during the trip. “Come on, I can’t keep these.” With his gifts in your hands, you insisted. Of course, you could… But you thought it was polite to offer. Ran’s answer intrigued you, though… “Of course you can…” He chuckled and opened the door of your home. “We still have that wedding, right?” He winked and kissed your forehead before seeing his way out.

Shinichiro Sano | 36 | BIKE SHOP OWNER | 6'0 | CHIVALROUS

You had grown tired of your friends' incessant efforts to set you up on blind dates, with stupid college boys to make matters worse. You appreciated their well-meaning efforts, but you simply weren't interested in pursuing romantic relationships. And so you decided to seek the assistance of Shinichiro, hoping that his chivalrous disposition would be enough to convince your friends to lay off.

You decided that for the cover to be believable, you would need to go on a date with Shinichiro before hard-launching him to your friends. You also made sure that he was comfortable with playing the role and that you had a good rapport, but you had no idea what to do for your very real fake date. However, Shinichiro took the matter in his own hands and insisted you did not have to move a single joint.

You and Shinichiro arrived at the cafe of the main deck in Tokyo Tower, which offered breathtaking views of the city's skyline. You were seated at a corner table, giving a clear view of the vast expanse of lights and skyscrapers. It was a dreamy and romantic setting, enhanced by delicate table settings and soft music playing in the background.

Shinichiro treated you to a multi-course meal, where you savored a selection of traditional Japanese food. They were exquisite and perfectly prepared, and you couldn't help but be impressed by Shinichiro's good taste. You talked about everything and anything, from your childhood memories to your ongoing endeavors. Shinichiro was a good listener and made sure to ask thoughtful questions, ensuring that the conversation flowed smoothly. You were honestly impressed by his openness and genuine interest in you, and you found yourself sharing things that she had never shared with anyone else before. The conversation was so engrossing that you lost track of time, and it felt as though you had been talking for hours.

However, the motorcycle race of his little brother's team, "Top of Manji," was an exhilarating experience. You marveled at the skill and precision of the racers as they raced around the track at high speeds. Shinichiro's passion for mechanics was palpable, and he explained the intricacies of the race in detail. You were moved by his enthusiasm and felt grateful to have had the opportunity to share in such a unique experience, and it was genuinely warm to listen to Shinichiro talk about something he really loved.

And so the day arrived and you invited your friends for dinner at a restaurant you and Shinichiro had found, a Japanese izakaya that you thought they would enjoy. You had made a reservation for a medium table in the middle of the restaurant, where you would be surrounded by the lively atmosphere. After greetings and pleasantries, you finally introduced your friends to Shinichiro, revealing that he was your new boyfriend. They were all visibly surprised by the revelation, but Shinichiro turned on his charm, making small talk and engaging in witty banter with your friends. He was so natural at it, making everyone feel comfortable and included. You couldn't help but smile, feeling grateful for his presence and for the support he had shown you thus far.

Shinichiro was very affectionate towards you, making sure to pay attention to your needs and feelings. He cut your food, poured your drinks, and wiped the side of your lips. And as the evening wore on and the temperature dropped, he took off his jacket and casually offered it to you. It was relieving to see that your friends were starting to warm up to Shinichiro. They were impressed by his chivalry, intelligence, and sense of humor.

As the evening went on, she and Shinichiro grew more comfortable with each other, exchanging smiles and sharing inside jokes. Although your friends were initially skeptical about Shinichiro at first, however, as they spent more time with him, they began to see what she saw in him. They noticed his chivalrous nature and how he treated you with “love and respect”. They were impressed by his ability to hold a conversation and how engaging he was. They praised you for finding a good boyfriend and expressed their support for your relationship. This made you feel touched and felt grateful for their encouragement.

Shinchiro was an older man, but he carried himself with a youthful energy that was contagious. He had a kind heart and a charismatic smile, making it easy for you to feel at ease with him. He was a gentleman, always using polite language and good manners, but he also had a bit of mischief in him. He loved to make jokes and banter with you, and he always had a twinkle in his eye that made you smile. The dinner was a hit, and you were thrilled to see your friends enjoying themselves so much.

Maybe it was the fact that Shinichiro was older than the guys you previously dated and even older than yourself, but you actually enjoyed the extra attention and care that Shinichiro gave, as compared to your previous dates. You found yourself beginning to fantasize about having a real boyfriend like him, who would pamper and take care of you in the same way. It was a nice feeling to have someone who seemed to genuinely care about you, and you were grateful for the experience of dating him, even if it was just a temporary arrangement. Or will he allow it to remain that way?

Wakasa Imaushi | 36 | GYM OWNER | 5'3 | NONCHALANT

Wakasa Imaushi was the perfect person for your plan to win back your ex. He was charming, confident, and seemed to know how to treat a woman. Your plan was to make your ex jealous by spending time with Wakasa and having you paint a picture of a perfect couple.

He was impressed with your predictions on the whereabouts of your exes, and he was always ready to hop on your antics. Wakasa was a natural at billiards, while you considered yourself to be a bit of a novice. Despite this, he was patient with you and taught you the basics, guiding you through each shot. As you played, you stood closely together, with his hand on your back as he showed you how to grip the cue. As you finished up your game, you noticed your ex watching you from across the room, clearly jealous of the attention Wakasa was giving you. This only seemed to fuel Wakasa's desire to treat you like a princess, and up his game for your next “dates”.

As you waited outside your office building, you spotted Wakasa pulling up on a sports bike. It was obviously a labor of love for him, and it was clearly a statement piece— beautiful paint job, modifications, and powerful engines. He even got you your own helmet, and as you took a seat on the back of the bike, Wakasa revved the engine and took off down the road. You couldn't help but notice the looks of envy and jealousy from your ex-partner. You had always admired his bike, which was pretty decent, but Wakasa's was on another level. It was entirely his idea, knowing that it would take a hit on your ex’s ego. Which was right— he couldn't help but feel jealous of Wakasa and his newfound ability to make you happy and sent you a pretty petty text later on that day.

You eagerly showed Wakasa the text from your ex, and his reaction was everything you had hoped for. His expression turned into a proud smirk, and he leaned in closer to you as he read the text. You felt a sense of joy knowing that she had the upper hand in the situation and that your ex was feeling a sense of jealousy. No one could even see the two of you right now, but you were hanging out together in his gym, seemingly having a blast together. As part of your workout routine, Wakasa finds himself beginning to focus on helping you train, providing guidance and assistance as you lift weights. He was attentive and supportive, helping you with your form and demonstrating proper technique. Wakasa found himself enjoying the process and the feeling of coaching someone. You appreciated his guidance and support, and she felt a sense of satisfaction as you lifted heavier weights than you've ever had before…

“Don't fall in love with me, [ Y / N ]...” He made eye contact with you through the mirror as he held your waist. “Shut up.”

One particular day when you got off early at work, you and Wakasa found yourselves on a night out at his favorite drinking place, sipping drinks and enjoying each other's company. As they sat in the dimly lit bar, their conversation grew more intimate, personal, and playful, laughing and teasing each other. With the alcohol flowing, your inhibitions began to slip away, and before you knew it, you were locked in a deep, passionate kiss while you sat on his lap.

You were both surprised by the spontaneous kiss and felt your heart racing as you and Wakasa shared an intimate moment. “You’re making a mistake.” “Probably.” “Definitely…” You remained close together, not wanting to break apart just yet. The kiss was long and passionate, and it seemed to last forever. As you finally pulled away from each other, you both felt a sense of emptiness, wanting more of each other but unsure of what to do next.

As you woke up in Wakasa's place the next day, the reality of the previous night's events started to sink in. You realized that you had made a mistake in giving in to your urges, but at the same time, you couldn't help but want to continue doing it. You were hesitant at first, unsure of how to approach Wakasa about what happened, but you found herself drawn to him anyway. You knew that your relationship was still temporary and that you couldn't let your feelings get in the way of your agreement. Despite this, you found yourselves wanting to spend more time with him, both in your ruse and outside of it, all while pretending to Wakasa’s face that this still meant nothing.

It is certainly not common for a boyfriend-for-rent to give you a monthsary gift. Such gifts are typically given by a long-term romantic partner, or someone who is seeking a long-term relationship. Since the arrangement with Wakasa is meant to be temporary and was not originally intended to last longer than a few weeks or a months, it would not be expected for him to give you such a present. So you were surprised when Wakasa presented you with a small gift for your one-month anniversary. You were touched by the gesture, but you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt knowing that you shouldn't be developing feelings for him…

ㅤㅤthank you for renting our boyfriends! did you catch feelings? we don't care! as long as you come back to see them again ;)

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gojosoreos · 5 months

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waka 💜

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fanart #fanart #wakasa fanart #tokrev wakasa #tokyo revengers wakasa #wakasa imaushi

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kisakis-boyfriend · 1 month

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I Heart Subs ❤️ pt. 5

Thinking about the subs that absolutely need to cockwarm you, no matter what you were doing or what they were doing beforehand.

They need you to fill their mouth so that they can relax, maybe even let their mind go blank for a while. You ease your dick into their wet mouth and they hum around it, the feeling of something heavy — but not too heavy — on their tongue is bliss.

Your fingers absentmindedly play with their hair while you begin to relax too. The light scratching on their scalp lulls them even further into this wonderland that you share.

Alternatively...

They climb into your lap and beg to be your sweet little cockwarmer. Your beloved's bottom clothing is discarded before they slowly ease themselves down onto your length, taking the whole thing in with a deep sigh.

Their hole is warm and tight– and they soon relax. Muscles go slack while they lean back against your chest or, if they're facing you, they wrap their arms around your neck and doze off.

They need to feel you inside of them, warm and comforting, while they work. Or while you drape a blanket over your laps and watch tv, play a game, read, or do some other activity. The way you make them feel whole whenever you're connected like this becomes heaven.

— HANMA, MIKEY, Wakasa, ALHAITHAM, Neuvillette, Wriothesley

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 10 days

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The way they're all so serious during this race though

They were probably laughing and joking around before but as soon as it started they went into competition mode

#Shinichiro probably lets mikey get away with and win a lot of stuff but not when bikes are involved #tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #sano shinichiro #sano manjiro #wakasa imaushi

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anisespice · 8 months

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“ lemme hold that ” || tokyo rev.

mha ver.

pairing: various x gn!reader

warnings: swearing, suggesting language, the word 'dick' said a million times, crack

note: i found the concept too funny to not do a tokyo revengers version - alsoooo i’ve been sleeping on wakasa and izana...yeh we gon fix that moving forward lol hope you enjoy <333

#🍁wasabi #brb finna throw my back out #🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️#tokyorev #tokyo revenegers #tokyo rev x reader #tr x reader #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo revengers #tokyorev smau #shinichiro sano #wakasa imaushi #ran haitani #rindou haitani #sanzu haruchiyo #izana kurokawa

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strawberryfairi · 4 months

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What Turns Them On

When you sit on his lap, moaning and whining all breathily in his ear as you beg for him, grinding your needy, wet pussy on his clothed hardening dick. Then in between your desperate little moans, it drives him so crazy when you start giving him those wet licks and kisses along his neck.

JJK: Choso, Nanami, Gojo, Sukuna, Geto, Toji TokyoRev: Mikey, Hakkai, Kazutora, Baji, Wakasa, Ran, Kakucho, Hanma, Taiju, Draken, Benkei, Shinichiro, Rindou

When you call him daddy while he fucks you.

JJK: Toji, Nanami, Sukuna TokyoRev: Hanma (so heavy with him), Draken, Taiju, Benkei

Watching your pretty eyes roll back (especially in missionary)...it's just uuuughhh! It makes them feral!

JJK: Sukuna, Nanami, Gojo, Toji, Choso TokyoRev: Taiju, Sanzu, Baji, Kakucho, Hanma, Shinichiro, Wakasa, Ran, Rindou, Kazutora, Benkei, Draken

When you get mad/annoyed at him. It turns him on even more when you start ranting. He's definitely thinking solely about bending you over and fucking all that anger out of you the whole time.

JJK: Gojo, Sukuna, Geto TokyoRev: Hanma, Wakasa, Shinichiro, Baji, Mikey, Sanzu, Ran, Taiju

When you sit on his face.

JJK: Choso, Geto, Nanami, Toji TokyoRev: Draken, Wakasa, Shinichiro, Kazutora, Ran, Baji, Taiju, Benkei, Kakucho, Hakkai, Rindou, Hanma, Mikey

#omg omg omg #wheeeew it's so hot in here #strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️#choso smut #hanma shuji smut #kakucho smut #nanami x reader smut #geto suguru smit #ran haitani smut #kazutora hanemiya smut #wakasa imaushi #shinichiro sano smut #manjiro sano smut #smutty thoughts #black female writer #sukuna smut

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prncessrindou · 1 month

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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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