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Things I really want TRAs to get through their fucking skulls.

B*tch, c*nt, and wh*re are misogynistic slurs. This isn’t something I am ever going to debate. These are derogatory terms used specifically against women and using them against women doesn’t make them less of a slur. Using them because ‘in some places c*nt isn’t a slur’ doesn’t make them less of a slur. Also, I’m literally fucking British and have lived in Scotland for some years now so before you start with the whole ‘but in some places it’s completely normalised and used commonly’: it’s not. I have heard some men use it to insult their friends, but it’s not thrown around constantly and is still typically used to degrade women.

R*tard is an ableist slur which should also never be used. (And, to be honest, lots of radfems need to learn this one too.)

We don’t want trans people dead. We don’t want them to struggle and be without help. We just disagree on the help that they should get. You think the only way to help them is to validate their gender and help them to change their entire body in the hope that might make them feel better. We think that mental health support designed to help them cope with their body issues is a much more effective form of support. No situation involves killing them or letting them all commit suicide. We want those who are genuinely struggling to get help.

Slight caveat to the point above: the males who fetishise womanhood and being a lesbian and who aren’t struggling with their body and their identity but just get off to being in a dress and want lesbians to fuck them? They don’t deserve help. They’re pornsick men. But the ones who really are struggling and just trying to get by do need help.

Your community is homophobic as shit. Saying that it’s just a ‘small minority’ who support genital preferences and say rejecting trans people is transphobic and call lesbians TERFs for not liking dick does not fix the problem and only serves to diminish what those who have been at the receiving end of this hateful and homophobic rhetoric have been through. You need to start speaking up against this rhetoric and telling people that it’s not fucking okay. You need to start taking a stand anytime someone says lesbians need to learn to like (girl)dick or to have a sexless relationship with a trans woman to be inclusive or uses the term genital preference (certainly if they’re saying it’s wrong/that people can learn to get over a ‘preference’; but even saying that it’s okay is homophobic because an inherent sexuality is not a preference).

Your community is misogynistic. Even ignoring the fact that the idea that trans women are women and that they know exactly what womanhood is like is misogynistic in and of itself, trans ideology is deeply misogynistic. It’s not okay to use misogynistic slurs, even against women you don’t like. It’s not okay to send rape threats to women, even ones you don’t like. It’s deeply misogynistic to blame all transphobia on TERFs when it’s men who are typically in charge of laws being changed and men who are the ones going around assaulting and mustering trans women. And it’s deeply misogynistic to tell women to get the fuck over themselves and learn to deal with having trans women in their spaces. Women built female spaces for a reason and you are completely ignoring our sex-based oppression which is deeply misogynistic.

Oh, and trans inclusive language? That’s misogynistic to. Forcing women to refer to themselves by their organs and functions especially when women have been seen as little more than their organs/reproductive abilities; making this language completely inaccessible to many women, especially those who speak English as a second language; forcing this language almost exclusively on women while men are still called men (or sometimes just cis men to be a little more specific); and telling any woman who has a problem with it, regardless of their reasoning, to get over themselves? That’s all deeply misogynistic.

Self-ID will be dangerous. I don’t care what stupid reasoning you come up with it not being dangerous because it will be. Men have and will continue to pretend to be women to access those spaces and creep on women because self-ID means that all they have to do is claim that they’re a woman and suddenly it’s transphobic for them to not be allowed to enter. There is no ‘you can tell the difference’ because it doesn’t matter what your personal opinion of that person is: if they say that they are a woman, they have to be allowed into women’s spaces and creepy men will abuse that.

Continuing to scream that we’re so worried about sharing spaces with trans women ignores what you’re actually asking for in regards to self-ID. As above, literally any person will be able to say ‘I’m a woman’ and access these spaces so while you may focus on the ‘genuine’ trans women who just want to use the bathroom and be more comfortable than they would be in the male spaces, we worried about every single male abusing the existence of self-ID in order to abuse women. Remember what self-ID is: anyone can identify as any gender at any time just by claiming that they are that gender.

Saying women are adult human females or that they have vaginas does not reduce women down to their organs and you are ignorant as shit is you continue to repeat this lie. Reducing someone to their organs (or any other feature) means that you think the only important/significant thing about them, that you view them as being only of value because of this feature. You know like conservatives saying that women are only valuable/useful for sex and giving birth to children? That’s what reducing women to their organs really means. Stating the common characteristic shared by a certain group does not mean you view the whole group as being valued for that one thing. It’s why no one says that lesbians are female homosexuals reduces lesbians to their sexuality: because, in this case, we recognise that we are stating the shared characteristic that lesbians have.

Radfems don’t believe in gender as a concept. If you’re talking about how radfems believe sex = gender then your argument is already flawed. If you’re talking about radfems believing in gender in any way then your argument is already flawed. We believe in the existence of biological sex and recognise its impact on people in current society, fighting for rights of women who are discriminated against on the basis of their sex. We use the words women and girls which describe people of the female sex based upon their age: adults are women and minors are girls. Men and boys work similarly. These terms are therefore sex-based, not gendered/gender-based. We believe that, functionally, gender is a set of misogynistic stereotypes which tells people (though especially women) how they are supposed to act and serves no purpose in society other than to make people continually question themselves and force people into little boxes. We believe that TRAs and conservatives have gone two different ways with gender and both are harmful: conservatives telling people that they must follow gender roles based on their biological sex and TRAs telling people to identify with a gender based upon what gender roles they like/take up.

Define woman. Please. All we want is a coherent definition of woman which doesn’t rely on stereotypes, debunked brain sex, circular reasoning, or calling it ‘a feeling’. No one has ever been able to give us a coherent definition.

Yeah, brain sex has been debunked after some fucking massive studies into it. Turns out, it was always rooted in misogyny and most of the previous studies were basically just confirmation bias to ‘prove’ that men and women are ‘wired differently’ to give a scientific foundation to all the misogynistic stereotypes surrounding women. Once you account for brain size, we’re really not all that different after all. So no, a trans woman cannot just be born with a female brain; a trans man cannot just be born with a male brain. No such thing exists.

Which argument do you want: there is absolutely no difference between cis and trans people and therefore many people have probably had crushes on trans people without knowing it OR trans people are in danger of being abused/raped/murdered specifically because they’re trans? Because the first argument would suggest that trans people could never be targeted for being trans because people will always see them as their chosen gender and the only people who would know that they’re trans is people that they’ve told but the latter point means trans people are targeted because people can see that they’re trans and therefore many/most trans people don’t pass and so it’s unlikely that people have had all these crushes on trans people because it’s fairly obvious that they’re trans? Because I’m willing to admit that some trans people really do pass and I would not know that they’re trans unless directly told, but the percentage who pass that well is minuscule and hardly representative of all trans people.

Your community is racist. Stop leaning on the whole ‘black women had their womanhood denied from them like trans women are’. Black women weren’t seen as women because they were seen as less than human; they were still viewed as female which is why they were raped and forced through pregnancies. Stop saying that attributes we say are more likely to be found in men are more commonly found in black women therefore we see black women as men. That’s an argument used in bad faith and you know it. Like please learn the difference between ‘more commonly found’ and ‘exclusively found’.

Your community is intersexist. Intersex people are not pawns to be used in your argument. Like 0.1% of the population having a condition which genuinely makes their biological sex more complicated than male or female does not disprove the sex binary and, if anything, the fact that these people struggle with many health problems and are typically infertile goes to show that the sex binary does exist. Moreover, if gender is completely different from sex then conditions which make your biological sex complicated/mixed should say nothing about gender. (And yes, I said 0.1% of the population even though intersex conditions occur at a higher rate than that because most intersex conditions don’t make your sex more complicated than male or female so only a small percentage of intersex conditions overall make people’s biological sex complicated.)

Shut the fuck about PCOS. My condition is not to be used in your arguments. Radfems have never used my condition against me or called me less of a woman for it, so you don’t get to say I’m less female for it either or tell me that you somehow know that radfems see PCOS sufferers that way. You’re the one who abused the existence of my condition and implies that I’m not fully female to make some backwards arguments. You’re the ones abusing the existence of my condition.

Going one step further than PCOS, shut up about women without a uterus or ovaries or post-menopausal women. We know they’re fucking women, dipshits. They’re still adult human females, just ones who are older, went through some trauma which resulted in surgical removal of their sex organs, or had a developmental issue in utero which resulted in them not developing certain organs. (See that I said developmental issue? Because you know what we call people who didn’t grow a uterus but that’s not a problem/issue at all? Men.)

A lot of your views of gender are based on stereotypes. A lot more than you’re willing to admit. You can try to pretend that you’re above all the stereotypes and I’m certain that you genuinely believe that you are, but no one has been able to define woman without referring to brain sex (which is normally just down to stereotypes and debunked anyway) or just straight up stereotypes. And so many people list various stereotypes as one of the reasons they knew that they were trans or non-binary. Even when people say that they don’t ‘feel connected to womanhood’ or whatever as a reason why they’re NB, it’s often because they’re androgynous or not completely feminine 100% of the time. They won’t ever admit that as being the reason, but you can see from how they speak about womanhood and their disconnect to it that it’s true.

Not everything is a fucking dog whistle! A dogwhistle is an inconspicuous term/phrase/symbol which a group uses and only those who are within the group recognise. Like how 88 is a white supremacist number because H is the 8th letter of the alphabet so it’s HH which is Heil Hitler or how ‘I just want the trains to run on time’ is a fascist phrase because it refers to people saying that Mussolini was bad but at least he got the trains to run on time. The only thing that might be considered a radfem dog whistle is TIM/TIF, not because it has a secret double meaning that only we recognise, but because it’s a term which radfems typically use and often isn’t understood outside of radfem circles. It stands for Trans Identified Male/Female and we mean exactly that. We don’t have things that secretly mean that trans people should die. We say exactly what we mean but you just choose to believe the secret meaning you made up over what we are directly telling you, probably because ‘I hate all trans people and I want them to all die’ isn’t something we say.

Saying that we only care about what genitals we have is a simplification of our views which is basically incorrect and used to ignore all our actual issues while making us out to look like creeps. Do you also not understand the homophobic history behind it? Being used against gay people to ask why they were so obsessed with what genitals someone had and why they couldn’t be with the opposite sex? (I’ll answer that: of course you don’t give a shit because you don’t care about homophobia or using homophobic rhetoric which supports your ideology.) We don’t actually care about if someone has a dick or vagina. We care about the fact that the dick havers were raised with male socialisation and that means that they experience life differently from us. We care about the fact that the penis owners are much more likely to abuse women and that far too many will do whatever it takes to be around vulnerable women so that they can abuse them. We care about the fact that we have faced specific issues because we have vaginas both directly (eg: menstruation and childbirth) and indirectly (eg: period stigma, medical misogyny, catcalling, and other forms of discrimination) and we want spaces away from the very people who uphold this misogynistic system to be able to discuss our issues openly. But you constantly ignore all of these issues and make it out to be just about genitals because you ignore our arguments and want to make it out like we’re fucking idiots.

‘Here’s six women. One of them is a trans woman. Guess who’ Isn’t the argument that you think it is. Firstly, literally no one is saying that trans people cannot pass at all. No one. Of course we understand that SOME trans people do pass really well and we would never be able to differentiate them from actual women. Secondly, just because they appear like women doesn’t make them women. They are still biologically male and hence a man. It really doesn’t matter how feminine or well passing they are; they’re men. Thirdly, it is not representative of all trans people. Yes, some people pass well but the photos you show are almost exclusively of rich models who are wearing heavy makeup and who’ve had extensive work done which isn’t accessible to most trans people and you’re basically telling them that if they can’t pass so well then they must not be women. Isn’t that wrong by your own ideology? Fourthly, you really going to do that and then accuse us of saying that women must be feminine? Really? And finally, this is almost always used as a trap against us, hence why we often refuse to respond, but you’re not proving anything. You’re not fighting against any of our arguments; you just think you’re fighting against the whole sexual dimorphism and generally being able to tell women and men apart but being able to generally do something doesn’t mean that there aren’t exceptions? Exceptions don’t make the rule.

I’m not here to argue about what I would believe in some theoretical utopia. I’m here to argue about what is happening in reality. I’ve heard the line ‘but would sex be important if we lived in a society which didn’t discriminate against people by their sex/gender aside from when medically necessary?’ way too much. And the answer is no, but we don’t live in that world and that world is not going to exist within my lifetime at the very least, probably not for centuries. We live in a world where women are treated differently because of their sex. We live in a world where period stigma and medical misogyny and catcalling and rape and domestic violence and devaluation of women’s labour all exist, among other deeply misogynistic issues. So me fighting to get people to recognise that sex is an important characteristic and defending it’s legal protections is not because I deeply believe that it should be an important thing, but because the way in which women are treated by society, particularly at the hands of men, shows that we have built a world in which someone’s sex is an important characteristic and which will affect many aspect of our lives and hence we need to recognise the reality of the world in which we live in. If the end goal is to build a world in which sex is irrelevant outside of medicine then we first need to recognise why it’s not a reality now and work to fix that rather than pretending that everyone’s going to go along with us and misogyny will completely disappear overnight or arguing the what-ifs of this purely theoretical world that we will not live to see.

Radical feminism is about freeing women from their sex-based oppression and fighting for sex-based rights. As a result, males of all genders all inherently excluded from our feminism. To say that we exclude trans people completely is ignoring the fact that trans men and AFAB non-binary people are included in our fight for women’s rights because, regardless of how they identify, they have and will continue to be oppressed on the basis of their sex and they deserve rights to protect them from that discrimination. Your unhappiness that we’re only including people on the basis of their sex is not my fucking problem. Your unhappiness over trans women specifically not being included is not my fucking problem. Movements which seek to free people from their oppression don’t owe it to you to include everyone, they only have to include the oppressed people that they are fighting for. Your inability to understand that is not my fucking problem and only goes to show your entitlement.

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slylittlebutterfly · 1 year

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Everyone on this hellsite should check the #WhenIwasamuslim tag on twitter and listen to exmuslims for ONCE. They risk their lives telling you the truth and no one listens.

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If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

#my year of rest and relaxation

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Hi, I’m trans and would love to know why I shouldn’t be allowed to identity as I please, present how I please, have my identity respected, and in general be allowed.

Thanks for your time,

A Trans Person

(She/They)

You literally can do whatever you want. You can’t force other people to “respect” your identity, nobody is obligated to validate your internal self perception — something called freedom exists and it cuts both ways. Everyone already is allowed to “identity” (sic) however they please, and present how they please, so those are moot points. No police officer will pull up and arrest you for claiming to be something you’re not. Nobody is not letting you “be allowed” to do shit because what you’re talking about is out of your hands anyway.

The real questions are: why you are obsessed with policing other people’s thoughts and speech; why you want to impose your metaphysical beliefs onto other, secular, people; why you care so much about and seek other people’s approval for an identity that is supposedly just your own business; why women can’t organize and associate as we please, say what we please, talk about our own bodies and lives as we please, have our spaces respected, and in general be allowed to exist; and why you can’t wrap your thick skull around such simple things and thus need to invent strawmen red herrings to justify your massive victim complex. FOH.

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Delete Angela Davis from your background. She has and always been pro-trans rights. Don’t you dare spit on her name like that.

Don’t you dare spit on the name of black women. Angela Davis was an icon of second wave feminism and made her most invaluable contributions to and during it, including articulating the experiences of black females. Don’t condescend and talk down to us dumb negresses as if we know nothing about our own history. It is not necessary to agree with all of someone’s beliefs to celebrate their accomplishments, I’m not the one in a cult.

Most feminists alive and deceased certainly do not agree with your men’s rights agenda so what now? In her famous Ain’t I A Woman speech, Sojourner Truth mentioned her bearing children in the same breath, clearly signifying that is what makes her a woman. And Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, one of the most famous and celebrated feminists of African ancestry today, clearly agrees with gender critical views. Can’t pick and choose chief.

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༄ Two for one

Character: Kazutora / Chifuyu

Kink/Prompt: Threesome | "i need you. I need both of you"

Reader: female

Wordcount: 2.0k

WARNINGS: Switch!reader, fingering, oral (m!and f!receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, cum eating, Chifuyu and Kazutora making out and giving a handjob to the other

Notes: Repost from @/kawatasslave

Chifuyu and you met each other while working at the same pet shop for a while and soon this work-friendship started to be a real one, being able to depend on each other and having fun. You two eventually became inseparable so Chifuyu decided to tell you about his past, knowing you will understand unlike other people he surrounded himself with.

Kazutora… you kept hearing this name throughout his stories and always wondered who exactly the man was. You didn't need to wonder long, soon getting the chance to tag along to visit him at prison at Chifuyus monthly visits but it was awkward, no words except a small hello was exchanged. „He’s always like that with new people“ Chifuyu explained on the way out and you shrugged „Can’t blame him after everything that happened… Can I join again next time?“ You asked curious, wanting to give the man behind bars a chance. The monthly visits soon became twice a month and not long after that you sat there every Saturday, even without Chifuyu as you developed some sort of friendship with Kazutora.

You two grew close over the years, he even confessed his feelings with a trembling voice as he prepared himself for the rejection that somehow never came. Instead you put your hand against the glass between the two of you „I will wait for you Tora. We will make this work, okay? I love you“ You confessed confidently, meaning every word you said as he grew speechless.

And you waited, you waited 2 more years until he was finally released and it was you who already waited on the outside of the building, jumping into his arms like you dreamed of so many times before. He was real, he was yours and you could finally hold him. His grip on you was like a vice but you didn't care, needing to hold him close as he buried his face in your neck with your hand on the back of his head for comfort. When he pulled away after some time had passed in your embrace he wiped his tears away with the sleeves of his shirt, giving you the biggest smile you’ve ever seen. „I really want to kiss you now… Would you be o-“ he couldn’t even finish his question when your lips crashed onto his as your hands cupped his cheeks so desperately. „You don’t need to ask Tora… I’m all yours“ you reassured him loving, knowing that he didn't get much affection in the last few years and he only nodded in return, feeling foolish to have asked. Both of you were scared to move too fast for the other, suddenly feeling like a shy teenager all over again but it slowly got better when you drove back to your place which you shared with none other than Chifuyu.

“Welcome home” he greeted both of you, happy about his two best friends sharing an apartment with him, even if it's just until you two found something for yourself. Hugs and stories were exchanged all evening long, not even dinner stopped either of you to go on and it just felt so right, seeing Kazutora open up like he never has before. Yet, cuddling up to him while watching a movie together on the couch felt…weird, he barely dared to put his arm around your shoulders and Chifuyu grew visibly annoyed. “You two kept talking about this very day for YEARS. You should be all over each other” he pointed out irritated, making both of you feeling even more insecure than before.

The tension was thick during the whole movie, relieving everyone when the credits finally rolled and you jumped up to your feet “Well. I go to bed now… You just join whenever you're tired? Unless you don't want to…share a bed” You mumbled the last part but Kazutora shook his head, getting up as well with a timid smile “Let's go to bed then, Tiger” he hummed and said his good nights to Chifuyu who was weirded out by how odd you two behave.

“I can sleep on the couch if it's too much for you, i understand” You reassured him loving once the bedroom door was closed and his expression shifted to shock, shaking his head no “N-no that's not it. I’m just- I’m just scared to scare you away if i move too fast” he admitted, eyes on the ground now from how nervous he felt but they flickered up when he felt your warm palm rest against his cheek “Tora. I never was, nor will I ever be scared of you. If it's for me i would never let go of you again” You giggled and placed a soft peck on his lips, wiping away a stray tear on his cheek. “Are you sure? Please tell me if i go to far, yes?” He asked concerned, his eyes looking at you like a beaten puppy and no words were enough of an answer so you kissed him again to prove your point. This time Kazutora couldn't hold himself back, having dreamed of this very moment for so long, he just wanted you.

You pushed the desperate man back until he fell onto the bed, moving to straddle his hips to grind yourself against him so needy. All those years of waiting finally came to an end right here but he broke the kiss, a dark blush spreading all over his face „This is my… first“ he admitted which made you giggle, having figured already „I know Tora. Do you want us to stop?“ You asked curious, not wanting to push him further than he was ready for but the way he pulled you back into the kiss and bucked against you was answer enough. His hands were wandering from your sides up to your boobs, kneading them through the fabric of your sweatshirt you wore to bed but you decided to take it off, catching him off guard with the fact that you didn't wear a bra underneath. „So pretty“ he whispered in awe, instinctively caressing your pert nipples with his calloused thumbs which drew a soft moan out of you.

Moments later the two of you were completely undressed, Kazutora looking down at your bare folds, glistening with your arousal „Can you show me what you like?“ He asked shy, not wanting to mess anything up and leave you unsatisfied. Gently you guided his hand to your core and showed him just what you liked, panting when he curled his fingers inside of you, reaching deeper than you ever could with your own.

„Hey, have you guys seen- OH MY… SORRY“ a flustered Chifuyu stood in your shared room, bright red as he was too embarrassed to move, eyes fixed on your cunt on full display. Kazutora didn’t bother to cover you up, instead he looked at you with a small glint in his eyes „Would you want him to join? He could show me how to take care of you“ He mumbled insecure and Chifuyu just looked at you, silently wishing you would say yes. To his surprise you nodded „Hmm… sounds good to me, what about you Fuyu?“ you asked amused, having heard him moan your name before in the middle of the night through the thin walls. He didn’t need to be invited twice, pulling off his shirt already as he approached the both of you „You sure?“ he asked rather serious before daring to go any further but both of you agreed and he joined Kazutora between your thighs, whispering out curses before he moved down to kiss your thighs „Shit… dreamed of this so long“ he groaned against you while his face got closer to your core, giving it a long lick, followed by a moan. His tongue danced over your clit as Kazutoras fingers started to move again, completely captivated by how beautiful you looked like this. „Can you show me how to do that?“ He asked Chifuyu needy, wanting to make you moan so pretty from just his tongue too and Chifuyu pulled Kazutora against your cunt by his hair „Just do what feels right… Watch her reaction and do it again when she enjoys it“ he mumbled and dived back in to continue where he left off.

Feeling both of their tongues licking over your folds drove you crazy, having to grip onto the sheets in a desperate attempt to stay sane but your plan failed the second Chifuyu sucked on your clit. With a loud moan the orgasm rippled through your body, legs shaking as both slowed down only to let their tongues rub together right at your clit, pulling up as it escalated to a make out session between your thighs. You watched them for a while, playing with your hardened buds when you saw Kazutoras hand reach for Chifuys cock who bucked his hips into his friends hand once he wrapped it around, whimpering at the contact.

When you got tired of just watching you changed positions so you could kiss Kazutoras shoulder, lowering the kisses down to his length and wrapped your lips around his tip, bobbing your head at the same speed he was stroking his friend. His hips started to stutter shortly after, indicating that he’s close but you pulled away to tease him. „I need you. I need both of you, right now“ He whined out before moving to kiss you, leaving Chifuyu to pant as he fucked his friends hand. His moans started to become faster, feeling close to his release which you noticed with a grin „Look at the mess you make out of him Tora… Wanna be a good boy and let him cum?“ You cooed and he nodded eager, speeding up the pace of his fist but you pushed him down along with you „Tongue out, pretty boy“ You hummed and did the same, hearing a desperate whine from above you before his hot seed spilled on both of you, encouraging Kazutora to help you clean him up, taking turns to suck his tip while the other licked along the shaft until he had to pull away from the overstimulation.

Your boyfriends face was bright red from what just happened and how he enjoyed it, moving to suck soft marks on your neck. „Please let me cum too, Tiger“ he groaned in your ear and how could you say no to him? Carefully you climbed on his lap again and lined him up with your entrance, slowly sinking down on his impressive length which caused him to moan loudly. Your mouth opened in a silent scream at the way he hit all the right spots with every drag of your hips and Chifuyu used the opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth, kissing you passionately as you were riding Kazutora who was already close, moaning your name like a prayer. Shorty before he released you tore yourself away from Chifuyu to kiss Kazutoras neck „Cum with me Baby, so close“ you whimpered and he nodded desperately.

The pulsating of your plush walls around him as you came, triggered his high and he released his hot seed inside of you, trying to bury himself even further inside. You two were riding out your orgasm when Chifuyu pulled you down to cuddle up, still not believing this just happened but the way your heart was racing against his body and Kazutoras seed leaked out of you onto his thigh made him realize that he indeed just fucked both of his closest friends, a lazy smile on all of your faces. „I think we could do this again“ Kazutora mumbled shy as he cuddled up, his head resting on your boobs as he looked up „I love you Tiger… Thank you“ he whispered and you kissed the top of his head „I love you too Tora“ you mumbled back, giving Chifuyu a small smile as well.

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Who’s Your Favorite?

Characters: Bonten x fem!Reader

Summary Background: You came to Japan looking for a new job opportunity and in your first week there, you saved Mikey’s life. He is indebted to you and offered you a job as Bonten’s Private Doctor.

Warnings: Cursing, Ran being cocky, possessive, and egotistical (I still love him), a bit of groping, biting, cock throbbing, implied abduction, being manhandled, and getting chased.

A/N: This short series will consist of Bonten’s shenanigans, poly relationship, and sexual contents. So MDNI! Like and reblogging are appreciated! Sorry this took so long, darlings! I had a different idea in mind, but when I was coming up with this title, my brain came up with a whole different story. So I had to rewrite this, hopefully you all enjoy this!

Too damn early for this, Ran tirelessly strolling inside Bonten’s Headquarters with a ‘don’t talk to me’ expression. He went to bed late last night from a mission Mikey assigned him, Rindou, and Sanzu and wanted to hear their report early this morning. Need some coffee, knowing you would already be in the kitchen with a finished pot of coffee. As he approaches closer, he hears part of your conversation with Mochi.

“Do I have to pick one?” Ran hears your distressed tone, what could you two possibly be talking about that is causing you to be this anguish.

“You have to pick one. You can’t say all of them.” There is a light jesting tone from Mochi, Ran leaning off to the other side, eavesdropping.

“I honestly can’t pick one.” You whine cutely, Ran smirks while imagining you with the cutest little pout. Making him want to throw you against the wall to devour you and bite your bottom lip.

“You have to.” Mochi pushes you to give him an answer.

“Alright, fine … if I have to then … Ran.” Ran’s ear immediately perks up, what did you pick him for? His heart starts racing at a blistering speed, is this a good thing or a bad thing to be picked? He is dying to know more.

“Really?” Mochi sounded a bit surprised, “Why Ran?”

“Because …” There is a shy and sweet tone you are using that is making Ran melt, “he’s handsome, sweet, very well dressed, and I like his voice. It’s … so sexy.” Ran has the biggest and smuggest grin on his face. He never knew you felt this way about him. Of course, you two share some intimate moments together but you never expressed your feelings before. And best of all, you CHOSE HIM! Heh, of course you would pick me … cause I’m the best, Ran’s big ego inflated so large he almost didn’t hear you two coming out of the kitchen. He stands back up, fixing his suit and hair and expression is nonchalant as though he is just coming in.

“And you say you don’t have a favorite. You’re practically gushing.” Mochi playfully teases you with a big grin.

“Mochiiii, you’re making me feel embarrassed.” You are covering your heated cheeks, right when you did that you noticed Ran in the corner. “Oh good morning Ran.” You greet him with a saccharine smile, his heart is nearly jumping out of his chest.

“Good morning, Dollface.” He takes notice of your still heated cheeks and having trouble making eye contact with him. Makes him want to tease you. “You look even more beautiful today.” Towering over you, leaning down towards your ear and whispering huskily, “It’s like you’re asking me to ravish you and I don’t care who is watching.”

“Really, Ran!” You try to push him away however he swiftly grabs your wrist to pull you in closer to his chest. The look in your flustering eyes makes his trousers feel too tight. His large hand places the back of your neck, about to kiss you until someone pat his shoulder.

“Darling, sorry to interrupt.” Rindou is talking to you, with his hand still on Ran’s shoulder, “We have a meeting with Mikey to get to.”

“Oh, that-that’s okay. I have to get to my lecture anyway.” You quickly dash away from them, leaving Rindou and Mochi bemused and Ran with the cockiest grin.

“What was that all about?” Rindou tilts his head to the side, Mochi casually shrugs not knowing either but Ran feels all re-energized knowing how you feel about him.

The next following days, Ran has been providing you extra special attention. He has been showering you flowers, jewelry (with his name - Ran H), tea leaves, and lots … LOTS of physical touches.

“Ah, Ran!” Ran pulls you into his lap with your back towards his broad chest, his large hands roaming on your exquisite curves and placing seductive kisses on your neck. With every kiss, you feel a burning desire for him but not in the middle of a busy work day and in his office which is close to other executives’ offices who may hear lewd sounds.

“Shh, not too loud Doll.” Ran chuckles handsomely, tickling your ear. “You don’t want anyone seeing you like this, do you?” He moves your shirt collar to the side and takes a little rough bite of your sensitive neck. Letting out a sweet little gasp, he darkly growls and his hardened cock throb against your lower back. “Want more of my bites, my little Red Riding Hood?” Grazing his sharp teeth against your delicate skin.

Before you can answer, there is a knock on his door before entering, “Ran, can you-” Kakucho’s eyes widen when he sees you in a lustful state. Your eyes are glistening, your cheeks are heated, your unlevel shirt … His cheeks reddens, causing Ran to feel a bit possessive and pulls you in even closer.

“Couldn’t wait for about 5 minutes?” Ran narrowing his lilac eyes at him, feeling vexed that his time with you is cut short.

“Not when Mikey is asking for you.” Ran letting out a disgruntled sigh, wishing he could disobey just this once.

Ran’s behavior has become a problem, especially when you are either spending time or having a conversation with another executive member.

“Sweet Cheeks!” Sanzu throws his arms around you with a giant smile on his face, “There’s a crepe place that opened up in Roppongi! Want to sneak out and go on a date?” His eyes are sparkling with excitement and if he had a tail, it would be wagging.

“Wouldn’t Mikey be upset if you and I left without him knowing?”

“Not to worry! Already told him and he asked to bring him back some taiyakis!” Nuzzling his face into your neck before taking your small hand, “Come on, come on!” Before Sanzu can lead you out, Ran intercepts with his hand on your wrist.

“I want to come.” Sanzu’s face drops into a deadpan while Ran has a small smile.

“You have been hogging her for the past few days, I want to spend time alone with her!”

“Do you hear her complaining? She likes having me around.” Ran’s lilac eyes flicker towards you, flashing his charming smile. “Don’t you, Dollface?” Looking back and forth from the two of them, you didn’t want to cause problems. Looking over at Sanzu, you asked if Ran can tag along. Sanzu can’t say no to you and of course Ran sporting a triumphant smile. Sadly, Sanzu was pouting the entire time because Ran wouldn’t let Sanzu take the chance to feed you some crepes.

"Ready to go, darling?" Rindou leaning against the clinic's doorway frame, waiting for you. Earlier that day, he asked you to check out the biggest arcade place in Tokyo since you both like video games and neither of you have been to it. Watching you put on your [f/c] peacoat dress and Rindou is admiring how beautiful you are.

“Ready.” Grabbing your purse, Rindou extends his hand out to carry it for you. “Oh, thank you Rin.” Handing it to him, you both are feeling pumped up going to the arcade place. Walking outside in the cold weather, Ran’s car happens to pull up and roll down his window.

“Hey you two. Going somewhere?”

“Hi Ran, we’re going to this arcade place Rin told me about.”

“Oh how fun! How about I take you guys there and join you?” A not so innocent smile appears on his face, making Rin scowl.

“You don’t like arcades, why bother coming along?” Eying his older brother suspiciously, not once has Ran have the slightest interest in gaming.

“Can’t I spend some time with my favorite baby brother and my favorite girl?” Ran glances over at you, flirtatiously winking at you.

“Stop calling me that!” Rindou shouts in agitation, scrunches his eyebrows together in anger, “And we’re fine on our own-”

“Come on now, Rinnie. Dollface is shivering in the cold.” Ran has a faux pout looking at your shivering body. “Just get in the car. It’s warm and toasty.” Rindou, who doesn’t want you to suffer in the cold, caved in and got inside his car. As Rindou predicted, Ran didn’t join in any games and kept his eagle eyes on you. Making sure no one is bothering you (coughing him coughing). Ruining his date experience with you.

“Peach-” Just kidding, Ran definitely knows better not to cut Mikey, that’s practically asking for a death sentence and he is not ready to leave this world.

For two weeks, Ran has been on everyone’s nerves (except for Mikey who is not experiencing it) for hogging you and taking your attention away from them. Everywhere they look … Ran. Is. Always. There. They know it’s not your fault but something needs to be done right now.

“What the hell?!” Kakucho used his brute strength to hold Ran down on a chair in the conference room, while Sanzu and Rindou are duct taping him in it. Kokonoi, Takeomi, and Mochi are glaring down at him while he is struggling to get out. Mikey is sitting in the corner watching the scene unfold. “Why are you guys duct taping me?”

“We are having an intervention.” Kokonoi begins explaining, he uses the remote control to project the presentation slides on the projector screen. The title of the PowerPoint is ‘RAN IS AN ANNOYING LITTLE SHIT AND POSSESSIVE FUCKER.’ Ran’s face drops down to a deadpan.

“Is the title really necessary?”

“Yes.” They all answer in unison, Sanzu and Rindou finish duct taping him and stepping into the sidelines with Kakucho.

“Okay … how am I … an annoying little shit and possessive fucker?” Rolling his downturned eyes, feeling absurd about this whole intervention.

"For the past two weeks, you have been monopolizing [Y/n] and sabotaging others. Here are prime examples." Kokonoi flipping the slides, displaying photos of Ran shoving Sanzu away from you, cutting in front of Takeomi with tea spilled on his shirt, pulling you away from a conversation with Kakucho, Ran picking you up from Kokonoi's lap to his, stealing food that Mochi had given you and not giving Rindou a chance to kiss you. "Now," Kokonoi narrowing his dark orbs, "you have some explaining to do."

“What is there to explain? She likes me and I like her.”

“She likes all of us, just as we all like her.” Kakucho corrects him while crossing his arms.

“She likes one of us more than the others.” Ran’s smug smile spread on his lips, making everyone in the room even more irritated with him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Sanzu’s vein appeared on his forehead, not liking the stupid smug smile on his face.

“Yes, what do you mean dear aniki?” Rindou glaring at his older brother.

“It’s just something I heard.”

“Heard from who?” Takeomi cocks one of his eyebrows, Mikey is too curious where Ran heard this from.

“From Dollface. She said I am her favorite.” The executives are speechless, looking at each other with uncertainty whether Ran is telling the truth. “I’m telling the truth, I really did hear it from her lips.” Rindou looking closely at his brother’s eyes, he can see he is being truthful.

"We need to bring [Y/n] to verify-"

“I GOT HER!” Sanzu rushes out of the conference room to fetch you, fortunately you are somewhat nearby and everyone can hear your conversation since the door is open. “SWEET CHEEKS! Can you come with me, please?! It’s URGENT!”

“Oh um … sure? Is someone hurt-? AH! WHAT THE?! HARU WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” There are loud foot stomps approaching back to the conference room with you thrown over Sanzu’s shoulder. The executives (with the exception of Mochi) are staring at your ass hanging in the air. “Put me down and-!” your eyes catch the photos on the projector screen. “What is all of this? What is going on?” Turning your head to look at the executives. “And why is Ran duct tape to the chair?” Did something happen?

“Ignore that gremlin.” Rindou waves his hand to dismiss your last question.

“Princess,” Kokonoi crosses his arms with a serious expression, “we are having an intervention. Ran made a statement and we want to hear this from you.” You arch one of your eyebrows for him to continue, “Is it true Ran is your favorite?”

“What?” You are a bit startled by his question, “When have I said that?” Ran is perplexed by your answer, have you forgotten? Or are you playing pretend to not hurt the other executive’s feelings? Everyone is now staring back at Ran for him to tell his side of the story.

“Two weeks ago, you were having a conversation with Mochi in the kitchen.” Ran recalls that day, “You said I was your favorite and that I am handsome, sweet, very well dressed, and that I have a sexy voice.” The executives let out a disgruntled scoff before looking back at your blank expression.

“... OHHHH.” It takes you a minute to realize what conversation Ran is referring to, “There seems to be a misunderstanding. I wasn’t talking about you.”

“Wha-what?” Ran’s eyes widened in shock, he swears you had said his name! Sanzu, Rindou, and Mochi are barking in laughter while Kakucho, Kokonoi, and Takeomi are sighing in relief. You tap on Sanzu’s shoulder after he is done laughing for him to set you down. Sanzu carefully releases you with a big smile, relieved that this isn’t true.

“Allow me to explain,” You grab everyone’s attention, “that day Mochi saw I was listening to this J-Pop group called ‘X Control’ (A/N: Don’t judge me, I am bad at coming up with names lol). He told me he and his girlfriend are interested in this group and asked me who was my favorite.” You are suddenly feeling shy, “And I picked Ran … as in Ran Soma, the main vocalist.” Everyone bursts into a roaring laughter, even Mikey has a small smile on his face, when they see Ran’s spirit is gradually leaving his body.

Ran couldn’t believe he had this all wrong and wanted to hide under a rock.

“I know something wasn’t right!” Sanzu laughs obnoxiously and slaps his thigh.

“Yes, of all the executives, why Ran?” Kokonoi snickers, he is elated this is now all cleared up.

“Yeah … I mean her favorite should’ve been …” Rindou’s sentence drop when he looks back at you again. Oh no, realizing what he is thinking, you back away slowly in hopes no one notices but of course everyone did.

“Angel … who is your favorite?” Kakucho asks the one question you have hoped you never have to answer while working with Bonten. All the executives (except for Mochi) are now looking at you as though you are their prey. A cute little bunny prey.

“I uh … I don’t-”

“You can’t say you don’t have one, Sweetheart.” Takeomi takes one step forward causing you to step back.

“Pick one, Princess.” You have never been this nervous before, even when you had to take your MCAT. You are now starting to sweat, your heart is accelerating, and darting your eyes around trying not to meet anyone’s eyes. Then your eyes land on Mikey, I’ll pick Mikey! No one can get mad at me if I pick him.

“You can’t pick Mikey,” Rindou unfortunately sees through your mind, “we all know he is number 1.” Shit, there goes your safety net. “We want to know who is your next favorite.”

“I-I …”

“Who is it, Sweet Cheeks?” Sanzu flashes his naughty smirk, his heart is pumping excitedly and ready to pounce.

“ … NO I REFUSE TO PICK ONE!” You take off running first, the executives except for Mikey and Ran chases after you and Sanzu lets out a war cry. Loud running, stomping, and screaming can be heard throughout the building.

Do we ever find out who your favorite is? Do we know if Ran is bound to that chair forever? We may never know ╮(︶▽︶)╭

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