#HANMA FUCKING MARRY ME SHUJI

[pavlovers]

actually nvm im not emo anymore 🤧

#will i ever be truly content with the ending ? no 💀 but ! everyone looks so cute nd im happy that my fav freaks are able to be silly :p #i have mixed feelings on chifuyu narrating this chapter tho lmao 😭😭 #i mean its great that he somehow remembers everything that michi went through nd their friendship wasnt lost #BUT I CANT GET OVER THAT LIKE. ONE TAKEHINA KISS PANEL AND ITS JUST HIS UGLY CRYING FACE AT THE BOTTOM 😭😭 #i kinda love that for him tho like shit make their day all about yourself king #i wouldn't have taken the whole takehina ending seriously either way #tokrev aint even about them at this point its about the collection of freaks takemichi collected along the way 😭 #what other thoughts can i put out there... #omg sanzu being an influencer is such a slay. i love how he looks exactly the same as he did in the bonten timeline #he just slays online now instead of yknow with a katana in real life ! #kazus adorable. izanas adorable #I LOVE THAT SOUTH IS JUST THERE. IDK HOW THEY MET IN THIS TIMELINE BUT FUCK IT YEAH HES INVITED WHY NOT #seeing timeskip mikey again just confirms my initial feelings towards manila mikey which is that he was ugly 😭 #IDK THE SHORT HAIR DOESNT SUIT HIM IMO 😭 I WAS HOPING THAT WAKUI WOULD GIVE HIM A NEW HAIRCUT THAT WE HAVENT SEEN BEFORE #its ok tho im happy that hes actually happy ! and that the future he wanted with emma and draken and their baby came true 🥲 #WAHH THAT TOO 😭 THE FACT THAT THEYRE MARRIED AND EMMA IS PREGNANT WITH THEIR FIRST CHILD LITERALLY SOBBING 😭 #its what theyve deserved this whole time !!!! #what wakui did to naoto was a crime tho 😭 why does he look like thatttt #bring back detective naoto 😭 current naoto looks more homeless than takemichi that doesnt sit right with me 😭 #im rocking with long hair hanma. shuji just some guy hanma 💀 #wakui making mikey looking at takemichi like that the opening panel like we know what they are 🙄 just had to remind us #thats all i think... its finally over 😭 i may have my grudges but i truly loved reading this weekly for over a year it was so much fun 💗

[softshuji]

Hate hate hate writing a fic I'm sobbing tears of love, he makes me so full of love I'm gonna jump in a volcano.

#shuji fucking hanma ur the bane of existence im in love with ur dumb tall ass 💙(affectionate) #making me wanna punch mu laptop screen and this shit is new as well! #writing domestic married couple w hanma wanna cry and eat him he is so special #idiot (loml)

[virtue-and-beneviolence]

This made me think how much hanma and draken have this funny enemies thing going on so imagine ur pissed at shuji or just sick of him not making a move yet? Y’all act like a couple but this mfer never made it official? Like why is his hand always in the back pocket of ur jeans? Why does this mfer offer u the last bite of his donut? No tell me why tf does he hold ur hand in a crowded place?🤨And when u lowkey joke about oh are u in love with me? And he laughs saying “don’t be silly doll” doll? (I’ll end him I swear) so u flirt with draken and yknow how he hates his guts that’s why u do so to piss him off and I think pissed shuji very sexy tbh wow 🤲🏽👍🏽and the thought of losing u to another man? And that man is bald with a braid? Aw hell naH Shawty he confessing so fast🤭😳

No because making draken the sacrificial goat is killing me lmao. Dw we won't do draken dirty here I've got a work-around.

also massive apologies to you vivi i'm sorry you knew abt this for an inordinate amount of time

Official.

it takes idiots (reader and shuji) many months, jealousy and miscommunication, and some prettiness to finally make it official.

cw: fem!reader, reader loses her temper and shuji is super needy so its a lil more subby!shuji smut, cream pie, unprotected sex (don't recommend, be safe out there), ye idk im gonna go pretend this isn't posted now, peace ✌️ ~2.2k

God but hear me out it starts at a toman party. Shuji and you are acting the way you always do. You're literally in his lap lounging in the corner of the couch. He's playing with the hem of your skirt, flipping the end between his fingers and rubbing the skin of your thigh. You're talking to Yuzuha who's occupying the chaise lounge. You haven't seen her in a while, she's been abroad with hakkai on so many modelling gigs lately. And she totally misreads the situation. She's like, so how is it, finally being together?

At first it's silly, though you have a tinge of want at the end of your words when you joke back with, "Well we've actually been married for three years, we just never found the right time to tell you all."

Yuzuha clocks it as a joke, but not as a sore spot for you. Or maybe she's so shocked and that's why she won't let it go that easily. "Hanma what the hell is wrong with you?"

"Undiagnosed ADHD and probabl-"

You give your friend a we're-going-to-talk-about-this-later look as a baffled Yuzuha cuts him off. "Wha- Hanma god damn it I meant-no- you know what I meant."

He offers a half shrug, "What? M'young."

That's when you excuse yourself blankly to get another drink. The insinuation that Shuji was still playing the field left you a bit numb. He wasn't. You knew that he wasn't because you were with him 90% of his waking hours. Hell you'd platonically (as platonically as you and Shuji ever really were) slept in his bed last night and woke up next to him. The bastard slept with his arms around you and snored in your ear half the night and he has the balls to joke like that? His words stung like a betrayal of the highest degree.

In the kitchen you found Draken looking for a pong partner. Perfect, you decide, a distraction with alcohol built in.

He tells you casually between turns he's fresh off (another) a break up with his on again off again girlfriend and you feel a dark part of you light up and a wicked idea is born.

You throw the pong game. To the point where Draken has to give you pointers. Has to get real close and talk lowly in your ear about how we need you to aim for the left one this time okay? His honeyed baritone sends shivers down your spine and you wonder for a second how much better this scenario would be if it were Shuji in your ear. Shuji's hands on your hip, his thumb dipping below the waist band of your skirt.

You huff a little. Nah fuck him. it's time to put your plan into action. You throw with your usual accuracy. You get the point. Out of the corner of your eye you see a certain skunk striped boy half-fixated on your game.

Showtime, you brain screams.

Excitedly you hop in Draken's grasp, throwing your arms around his neck and revel in his pleased laughter. "You're up again," he says as he puts you down and steps back. You stop him by the wrist, tug him back a little.

"Wait can you help me line it up again?" You bat your lashes a bit, playing at being drunker than you both know you are.

"Sure thing." You feel his warmth and relish in it, stalling and pressing into him. It's a miss, but the tiny peck under your ear he plants feels like a win.

The ball splashes in a cup on your side and you opponent, Kazutora smirks. Draken offers to drink it but you refuse. It's cheap beer. It's rough going down. Draken puts his hand between your shoulders and says that for such a pretty little thing you sure can hold your alcohol. The praise, more than the alcohol, warms your cheeks.

It's the last shot and you make it. You excitedly turn around in Draken's grasp and catch his lips in yours. You never intended for it to be a just celebratory peck, but you pull away, blushing a bit and stuttering apologies to make it appear so. Draken drawls out some praise for his pretty girl that won the game and draws you back in by the small of your neck and pulling the plush of your lower lip between his teeth.

You hear Kazutora cat whistle and know, you just know, it's meant to alert his buddy Shuji. Mentally you apologize to Emma but after she's regaled you and the girls with all the filthy details of the nasty make up sex she and Draken have, somehow you think she won't mind this little show, given that's all it was.

You hope she'll also forgive the two heavy punches Shuji lands on her Kennyboy before Kazutora pulls your next friend back and you can get back between the two again. People are staring, hoping for a fight. Some even boo when Emma whisks Draken away by the collar of his shirt and you try to push Shuji away.

"Fuck him," he spits and looks at you, "you too you little shit," he accuses and pulls you away by the wrist.

--

God, you're a certified sucker for that crazy look in his eyes. It's the first thing you think when Shuji slams the door of a spare bedroom in Pah Chin's house. You can't help it. There's nothing like Hanma Shuji slipping into his aggressive chaos mode on this earth. His irises glow with his emotion. And, wow was it easy to forget that he had you pressed against the door of this room with all his energy and attention fixed on you.

His fingers were knotted in your hair and you vaguely noted his growl asking you what the FUCK you thought you were doing.

"And who are you to ask that? I'm not yours. We're not together Shuji. Never have been. You're young, still right?" You shoot back

"Tch, that's what this is about?"

Maybe he had you caged against the door but liquid courage had you fighting back. You shove his chest. "Yeah. Yeah that's what this is about. What the fuck right do you have to treat me like I'm yours? You drive me everywhere. You hold my hand. You share your bed. You kiss my forehead. You make me breakfast. You know my secrets. You call me yours. But you can't make it official? What the fuck is up with that?"

With every sentence you've pushed Shuji back till he was perched on the corner of the bed.

"How the fuck is that fair, huh? You want me to be yours Shuji? Then tell me you're fucking mine." It's not a request. It's a demand. An ultimatum. A last chance to be honest with you.

He's looking up at you still as a statue, emotion so unreadable it unnerves you. You know how he wears almost any emotion. He rarely surprises you, and yet...

"I'm yours."

Shuji says it quietly at first like there's a lag between his awareness and speech. You're shocked he's caved so quickly and you stutter out an "Excuse me?"

"I'm yours." He repeats, more confidently. "God I'm so fucking yours." He's dragged you by the hips to straddle his lap and his lips are on yours and you swear you can taste the adrenaline on his tongue.

It's every bit as addicting as you guessed to properly make out with Shuji. You don't know how long you've been sat on him attached in this kiss but when you tug him by the hair to catch your breath and hear him groan at the tension you think you've died and gone to heaven. He's mumbling little "all fuckin yours, baby" up and down your neck and you feel his voice reverberating in your throat.

You grind down on the swell of his hardening dick and smirk a bit, lips ghosting his, "all?"

"All."

He's shimmying out of his pants, when you slide off his lap to kneel on the floor. You're met with a sizeable bulge hidden under tight black fabric and you damn near moan just at the sight of his freed dick springing up to tap his abs when you pull the last offending piece of fabric away. "Shuji you're so fucking beautiful." You say as you brush your fingers over his length carefully. His mouth opens in an amused playful smirk but you're on him immediately, stealing his words by licking a stripe from base to the tip that you pop right in your mouth. His jaw hesitates and then goes slack as you look up at him and take as much of him as possible.

You don't know what you expected but he is not quiet. He's mumbling praise and expletives and he exhales the hottest, breathiest moan you've ever had the pleasure to hear, let alone cause, when his tip hits the back of your throat and you swallow around it. You smile around him and want to giggle but you settle on humming around him. You force his fingers in your hair into a fist telling him to set his pace but he pulls you off instead. He's panting a bit and you feel a pang of pride in your chest.

"Need to fuck you. Need your pussy." He's already clamoring to help you up and discard your skirt. You do him the honor of not remembering his words as needy and stuttered as they were just this one time.

You climb over him to straddle his hips and stroke his cock once, twice, before running the tip along your slit. Rather than taking the tip you pivot your hips and pin his dick to his abs and run your soaking lips along his length. The sensation of his hot head nudging your clit brings you to your elbows, moaning in his ears.

Big hands grip your ass and grind you even harder into his dick. And between the warm stimulation and the nails digging into your skin you're already on the fucking edge, but you'll be damned if the first time you fuck Shuji you don't cum around his cock.

Finally after your relentless teasing you lined up his dick and hovered over him bobbing just enough to tease his tip with the velvety walls of your pussy. Shuji can barely whine a "fuck, doll stop teasing me cant take it," before you've sunk down and taken his cock whole and he's groaning and squeezing your ass, pulling you onto himself with bruising strength. You're suddenly laying on him again, collapsed down to your elbows with the power of your orgasm, while your fluttering walls only spur him on.

The weight of years of fantasies of this moment hit him at once and before you can process it, he's bear hugging you and rolling over to take the lead. Fuck, how could he not? After pining after you for so long, imagining getting to finally fuck you and promising himself that he'd make sure you wanted no one else when he was done with you.

It's endearing, you think, how he mutters as much to you over and over as he makes your pussy his as he fucks you through your high and beyond. You giggle and moan and gasp and think this is exactly how you pictured sex with Shuji to be needy, whiny, unexpected, a little rough.

You can read him so well that when his breath hitches just right, you wrap you legs around his waist, ignoring the stuttered warning of his own impending orgasm. Instead you gripped his hair, pulled his face to yours and breathed, "Gonna make me all fucking yours?" over his lips.

Immediately he pulled away from your kiss, unable to coordinate as he lost his composure and filled you, half locked in place by your legs. Muttered curses and filthy nonsense about how you feel around his is all he can get out until he's spent, finally latching his mouth on your shoulder to give an affectionate bite, not unlike bites you'd exchanged as friends a few hours before. You let him lay on you a minute or so to recover before he pulls back and sits up on his knees to look down at you, at his handiwork.

"Holy shit."

"Yeah," you agreed.

"Why haven't we done that before?"

"Hm...something about you being young?" You tease as he eases out of you.

"Yeah yeah, I get it. We already fucked that issue away," he jokes back and combs his fingers through some minor tangles in your hair, "S'not like I meant it anyway, y'know."

You catch his hand and tug it, wanting to be closer, "You're free to prove that to me any time."

In true Shuji form, he gasps in that goofy performatively dumb way he likes to as he brings his face close to yours for a kiss, "You mean I can do this again?"

#i don't have it in me to tag this #hanma shuji #hanma shuji x reader #hanma shuji smut #hanma shuji x you

[kusaka6e]

PLEASE DO NOT LEAN

ts!hanma x fem!reader

sfw

insp by please do not lean by daniel caesar

———

“do you ever wanna get married?”

hanma nearly chokes on air, his eyes uncharacteristically wide as he turns to look at you.

he almost wonders if he’d heard you wrong. you didn’t falter from the page of your newest book, legs thrown over his lap and freshly washed hair falling down your shoulders. the height difference between you two made his clothes dwarf you, the hem of his t shirt sitting on your thighs like a dress. he’d seen you perched on his couch in a similar position thousands of times, you spending more time at his apartment than your own.

“do i… what?”

“wanna get married? y’know, ceremony, rings, all that shit.” you mark your page, closing your book and meeting his eyes.

you knew hanma was unconventional. a little sadistic? probably. dangerous? absolutely, but it never scared you.

that’s part of why he cherished you the way he did. you saw him as just a human being, not a crime lord, or organizer of major drug deals or “the reaper,” as the streets had nicknamed him. to you, he was just a lanky goofball with a hyena laugh and loved cuddling with you to a nearly obnoxious degree.

you knew about his lifestyle, but frankly, you just didn’t care. you cared about him, of course, but his line of work never intimidated you or made you want to run away.

“you mean tattooing your name on me wasn’t enough?” he chuckles, referring to your first name written in cursive on the left side of his ribs. you playfully roll your eyes, shifting so that you were sitting closer to him. he’d gotten that tattoo on his own accord, with the reasoning that you were the only woman he’d ever love the way he did. if he lost you, he simply wouldn’t date anyone again. they weren’t you, so what would be the point?

“i’m serious, shuji. i’m not pressuring you to buy me a ring tomorrow, but have you ever just thought about it?”

of course he had. much more often than he’d like to admit. if he had a more secure, normal job, you two would probably already share a last name.

“i dunno. seems a little… codependent, don’t ya think? that’s never really been our thing.” he shrugged.

that stung.

sure, you didn’t need him. but that was the beauty of you two’s relationship. you were with each other because you chose to be, not out of necessity.

the truth was, he was terrified of you leaving him. and you could, at any given moment. you were so secure and self-sufficient, he was amazed that you’d been with him for as long as you had. and while he was grateful that you’d never judged him for the darker sides of himself, it wasn’t lost on him that you may not want that in a life partner.

he was erratic and hot-headed, and honestly would benefit from seeing a psychiatrist from time to time. he didn’t want you to lean on him or depend on him, because he was painfully aware of his own inconsistencies. and you didn’t deserve to walk on eggshells or have to doubt your partner’s stability.

“i guess.” your curt tone instantly makes him perk up, realizing he said something to upset you.

you grab your book, pulling his shirt father down your thighs to retreat to his bedroom.

you weren’t overly sensitive, and you two often had playful banter that would seem outright disrespectful to a bystander. so for you to leave the conversation? he knew he fucked up.

you set the book on the nightstand he placed on your side of the bed, reaching into the drawer of the furniture for something to get your hair out of your face with.

he knows you’re tying your hair away from your face, pacing to collect your thoughts. he knows that he should give you a few minutes before trying to start a conversation.

you end your pacing and sit on the edge of your side of his bed, right as he quietly makes his way into the room.

“i have thought about it y’know.”

“now you’re just saying that.” you roll your eyes, picking up a pillow to hold close to your chest.

“and what would be my reason to lie?”

“i don’t know, because you’re weird as fuck.” this makes both of you let out a laugh, hanma moving the pillow before pulling you into his lap, gently squeezing your thighs as they settle on either side of his waist.

there’s a faraway look in your eyes, something he knows all too well.

“you’re so cute when you’re mad.”

“i’m not mad.” you roll your eyes, making him smirk as your annoyed expression just proves his point.

“you want a princess dress, angel? for me to wear all white like prince charming or whoever it is in the fairy tales? i don’t think i could ask your family for your hand in marriage without getting a gunshot wound.” he’s animatedly waving his hands around, speaking in a mocking tone.

“and what if i do, shuji?” you’re both laughing, but there’s a layer of sadness to your voice.

“you and i both know i can’t give that to you.”

“and why can’t you?”

the sincerity in your voice makes him freeze, unprepared for the conversation to take a turn in the direction it was going.

his thoughtful expression isn’t anything new to you. you were used to seeing it when he was deciding how people who wronged him should suffer before they died.

“you don’t need me, (y/n).”

you raise an eyebrow, completely lost on what he’s trying to say.

“you don’t. you are all you need, i’ve seen it myself.”

and he was right. you moved out at 18, got a steady job before starting your own business, and now you were your own boss in your twenties. to say he was proud was a massive understatement.

“okay…?”

“i’m not stable, sweetheart. i can’t give you a white picket fence and come home to you in a suit and briefcase 5 days a week. you know the kind of man i am, regardless of how much we play house and pretend i’m something else.” he shakes his head, chuckling disheartendly.

your face softens when you realize his implication, looping your arms over his lean shoulders.

“i don’t need you to be stable, shuji. i need you exactly as you are, that’s all.”

“don’t lie to me.”

“i’m not lying-“

“i don’t want you to lean on me, (y/n).”

“baby, i don’t need to lean on you. you think i don’t know that?”

there’s conflict in his eyes when he finally meets yours, sinking into the touch of your hands on either side of his face.

“i don’t need a picket fence and a cookie cutter house. or for you to come home in a three piece suit and talk to me about stocks, or whatever the hell business people do. i love you, and your torture methods and your insane tattoos and everything else, exactly as you are. i love bailing you out when you go too far, and hearing about the stupid shit you and kisaki get into, and i love patching you up after you slip up and let draken beat your ass.”

his face goes slack for a moment, processing.

“what the fuck is the name of that movie, where his heart gets all big at the end?”

“the grinch?!”

“the grinch! that’s what’s happening to me right now.”

“you’re a fucking dork.” you break into giggles, pulling him closer to kiss him.

he takes his time kissing you, relishing in what just happened. if he was emotional, he’d probably have a few tears in his eyes.

“you wanna go ring shopping tomorrow?”

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #hanma #hanma shuji #hanma shuuji x reader #hanma x reader #hanma x you #hanma x fem reader #hanma headcanons #hanma fluff #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo rev headcanons #timeskip hanma

[hanmasghost]

“Smoke Break”

Authors Note:

Thank @nyxrrl for this fic ong bro

Pronouns: None just masc coded

Word Count: 655

Warning(s): not proof read, Smoking(duh it’s Hanma)

The door to the rooftop creaked open, the cold late night breeze brushing past your face as Shuji continued to drag you outside.

Click.

The metal door closed. The loud music from the bar downstairs no longer reaching your ears as you slid down the brick wall, mentally praying no one comes up and hits you with the door even though the roof is strictly off limits.

Shuji immediately pulled out his cigarettes and lighter before offering one to you.

“You know I don’t do that shit.” You grumbled.

He rolled his eyes and scoffed, taking one for himself before shoving the pack back into his pocket. He lit the cigarette for himself before taking a seat right next to you.

It was just the thing to soothe your nerves. The clear view of the stars in the pitch black sky, the city’s cold wind, the smell of cigarettes, and the purple eyed man who you not only grew up with, but also fell in love with, moved to Canada with, and married six months ago.

It’s been somewhat stressful, but you both had a home together now as well as stable sources of income. Shuji, the guy you swore didn’t know how to use his hands other than then to throw hands, was actually a pretty damn good piercer and got a job as soon as you guys moved.

You, on the other hand, had some trouble up until two months or so ago where you found a bar you could work at as a waiter. It paid pretty well and the uniform was nice so why not?

Unfortunately, your second boss, Sierra, had it out for you. At least that’s what it felt like.

She’d always throw others' work at you if she even saw you taking even a second break to catch your breath. She even purposely puts you at tables that attract all the weirdos.

Tonight was probably one of the worst of all of them. You’d been called in to cover for someone on a Friday, and with so many customers and Sierra on your ass you hadn’t had a chance to catch your breath.

You didn’t even have time to greet your husband when he came in.

So when your break at 3:05 came through Shuji immediately pulled you away from your job and up into the stairwell until you got to the roof where you are now.

You looked over to your husband as he smoked. He seemed really tired.

It was reasonable. He had been watching girls flirt with you all night as you ran around, and didn’t even get to talk to you once. It wasn’t really fair to him at all.

Deciding to try and lighten his mood you leaned over in his direction.

“Hey,” he looked to you with his eyes, “give me that.”

Shuji exhaled before chuckling.

“You? The guy who’s never ever smoked in his life? Like ever?”

You scoffed. “I tried it once in middle school, now give it to me.”

You leaned your head over towards his hand, prompting him to do it for you.

It wasn’t even two seconds later until you hacked up smoke from your lungs. “Wrong pipe! Wrong- cough!”

Shuji silently laughed, causing you to stare at him. No matter how many times you’ve seen Shuji be vulnerable over the years you’ve grown up with him you could never not stare. You could’ve sworn you fell in love with him every damn time.

You got to savor that moment for a few seconds before you coughed up even more smoke and your eyes started to water.

“You,” Shuji burst out laughing, “you’re so fucking dumb!” He choked out. “So dumb!”

You tried to retort but all that came out was more coughs, which definitely had Shuji laughing even more at your misery.

Note to self, you thought never smoke impulsively to cheer Shuji up again.

#tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x reader #x male reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x gn!reader #x gn reader #x reader #shuji hanma x reader #hanma shuji #hanma shuji fluff

[shoyoist]

— 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒 : hanma shuji.

content: gn!reader. rooftop sex, rough sex, size kink (?), a hint of fear play (with heights) term 'slut' used affectionately, two instances of the term 'daddy'. lots of petnames and praise. love confessions & a mention of marriage.

⠀⠀⠀⠀— . ｡˚ ♡ hanma fucks you with the city spread at your feet.

the night sky stretches vast and void, the dull glow of city lights tarnishing its darkness as it covers the entire nation and beyond, overhead.

"d-doll," hanma's voice groans hoarsely in your ear, words stuttered, with the pleasure that coarses through his entire body. "fuck, this feels good, yeah?"

"mhm." you whine, head thrown back so your eyes meet the faint, singular blink of light in the midnight sky — venus, you think. venus, looking down at you and your lover as you get fucked by him, on the terrace of your brand new home.

"mhm, mhm," you repeat over and over, unable to part your lips and have anything other than pitched, breathy moans come out of your mouth, with how good his big, big cock is thrusting in and out of you so fast, kissing your sweet spots meanly every time he snaps his hips in.

with the force of his next shove, your fingers slip from the smooth, polished steel railing that you're bracing yourself against, and you let out a yelp—

but it's okay, because hanma's arm is securely wound around you, his hand wrapped around the base of your throat, as he bends you over the balustrade and fucks you, letting out a laugh in return to your cry. "careful now, sweetheart. wouldn't want ya fallin' down to the ground — right after we made it all this way up."

your heart races, with both the effect of opening your eyes and seeing the city glimmering like a pool of gold and precious jewels at your feet, and the delicious feeling of having hanma fuck you so good like this, above such a beautiful view.

taking in a breath, you grip the steel bar again, holding yourself up so hanma can resume his pace — but he keeps holding you, pulls you closer, even, as he angles his thrusts higher, leaky cockhead dragging past your favourite spot.

"tell me, now." he breathes, bare chest pressed to your back, the jacket hanging loosely around him brushing against you every time he pushes in. "feels good, yeah?"

you can barely respond, hurled into an indulgent daze by the slap of his skin against yours, muscled body hot and heavy over you, his enticing scent of smoke and cologne intoxicating as he leans you over the railing, cool midnight air kissing your skin as you gasp. "yes, shuji! feels s' good."

"heh," he kisses the side of your neck. "god, i love you. my precious lil slut."

"you love me?" you whine, always ready to latch onto every bit of romance he offers you, tug and pull at it till he stretches it out for you, allows you to savour and soak in it.

he grunts at the way your hole flutters around his cock, blonde and black locks of hair plastered at the sides of his face with sweat, as he bends down to whisper in your ear, "'course i do, baby. i love you with all i've got. 's why i kept my promise."

and you can barely form full sentences, much less think about any golden promises he'd made to you years and years ago, but you knew — you knew, that he'd promised you this.

promised you that he would run away, take you with him, and that one day, some day — you would rule the city together.

and shuji glances down, eyes lidded and hazy with pleasure, at your hand as it tries to maintain its hold on the railing. glances at the ring sparkling pretty on your finger. "promised i'd marry you one day, didn't i? promised you all this — all these riches, all this fuckin' wealth. 's what you deserve, baby. i love you."

"love you too," you whimper, as he tightens his hold around your throat, tugs your face up towards him so he can kiss you. "daddy."

at that, he smiles widely against your lips, the urge to fuck you senseless and stuff you with his cum, right here on the rooftop of your brand new penthouse spiking as he kisses you again, sliding his tongue in your pretty little mouth.

"daddy's gonna fill you all up, alright?" he mumbles, tone deep and heavy as it resounds in your throat, and you swallow, body aching for release. "mhm, wanna — wanna cum with you, shuji. please."

his exhale is hot against your skin, as he wraps his arm tighter around you and bends you further forward, lips moving to latch onto your neck again, as he brings his other hand down between your legs. "whatever my little doll wants." he rasps, fingers brushing your heat and making your body jerk against his, sensitive and responsive. "anything my precious angel wants."

"hah, nngh," you moan, legs wanting to give way so badly, but you hold yourself up, with hanma's help, as his cock hits you impossibly harder — he pushes your legs further apart, knowing you want it harder, faster, even though you can't even speak properly anymore with how lost you are in the ecstasy he's feeding you.

your eyes cross when he lands a slap on your hip at the same moment that his cock fucks as deep into you as it can go, and the cityscape below you goes blurry as you start babbling incoherently, desperate to let hanma know you're close, so close.

the muscled panes of his chest heave against your shoulder blades as he gasps, throws his head back and catches an eyeful of the night sky above, as he feels the band in his core snap. "fuck, 'm cummin' sweetheart. take it, take it, a-alright?"

it's hot, despite the cooling late night air — so hot, and you think you nod, sobbing out for your shuji to hear that yes, yes you'll take it all, and he groans again, at how your walls spasm around him lushly as he tries to keep up the speed of his thrusts through the pleasure clouding his mind, so god damn good.

"'m cumming, 'm cumming," his words hitch in his throat and turn breathy as they fall off his tongue, and the hand that's serving as a necklace for you moves to grip your jaw, turn your face around so he can look at you, beautiful in the glitter and glow of the city below.

you've fallen too deep into the elation of how well hanma fucks you to comprehend anything anymore, but you still let out another moan when he slaps your thigh again, kissing you rough and sloppy as he finally reaches his high, emptying loads of thick, hot cum into you as he steals the breath from your lips, kiss after kiss. "sh-shuji!"

"come on, baby," he moans, rhythm going all erratic, but still thrusting into you so harshly that you see more stars than you ever could, looking up at the sky. venus has companions, now, but you can't even acknowledge them in your enamour. "cum with me, like you wanted to so bad."

"mmh," you sob, as he coaxes the orgasm out of you, while his cum fills you up and leaks out, drips down between your legs as he keeps going, and you flop onto the balustrade, losing all strength in your body as your high washes over you.

and hanma coos in your ear as you cum on his cock, standing on the edge at the top of your brand new luxury home that you've bought for yourselves, together — he coos praises and love confessions to you as your eyes roll back with how good he makes you feel, holding you up against himself and cloaking you with his smell as you ride out your high.

he promised so long ago, that he'd put a ring on you, that he'd rule a city with you one day — and though hanma's not one to keep such golden promises, for you, for you, he would do it again and again.

"i love you, baby." he whispers, as the cum trailing down your thighs and legs pools onto the floor; as more of it spills out of his cock into you, to join the mess below. "i love you, so much."

#☆༉ rekha™ #☆༉ ferveloqui. #hanma smut #hanma x reader #hanma shuji smut #hanma shuji x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tr smut #tr x reader #hanma drabbles #hanma headcanons #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers drabbles

[luno-614]

ICE CREAM DATE :3 🍦

Yandere hanma x reader

This might just be a mini series of odd events with your (yander) boyfriend hanma shuji .

Warning: curse words and yandere behavior

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Hanma:* looking at you*

You: * eating your ice cream * you okay shuji?

Hanma: are you related to anyone ?

You: why?

Hanma: *smirking * so I know who’s ass to kick if they don’t let us be together~

You : * looks at him oddly * my brothers will totally kick your ass shuji.

Hanma : Bet ! So who are these brothers of yours huh ?

You: * smiling proudly * Ran and Rindou Haitani! Rulers of The city of night Roppongi!

Hanma: I can just kidnap you make you my beautiful wife! we can have three kids and a cute dog ! ( smiling towards you )

You : no thanks I have a dog and my brothers give me enough love . So no need for kids and marriage shuji.

Hanma: I can buy you your favorite ice cream every day then can you be my wife ?

You * thinking * shuji you are weird..but you make a hard bargain ( takes a long lick of ice cream)

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Ran : I feel my big brother senses tingling and it’s not good! ( stands up and getting his Prada coat on)

Rindou :* opens his door quickly * I CANT FIND THEM!!! THEY ONLY LEFT A NOTE !!RANNNNNNNNN!!!

Ran: KNEW IT ! Come on Rindou!

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You:* gets home * so about being your wife .

* gets tackled by Rindou and Ran *

Ran: NO ONE IS GETTING MARRIED !!

Rindou: YOU ARE GOING TO BE A VIRGIN FOREVER !!!!

Hanma : ‘ yup can totally kick their asses’ * smiles at them * hey get your hands of my wife .

* Ran and Rindou glare at Hanma *

Ran: who the fuck are you ?

Hanma: Who the fuck are you?

Ran : I asked you first !

Hanma * smirking* and I asked you second so who are you ?

You : * praying to every god or goddess to help you escape and get more ice cream *

Rindou: kick is his ass Ran!

You: go shuji! You can do it!

* Hanma and ran *

* looks at each other *

You : want to get ice cream big bro ?

Rindou: yeah sounds bomb right now and plus you own me cuddles for making me worried

You: alright ! You’re paying tho! :)

Rindou: dang it .. fine whatever.

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( 1 hour later )

Rindou: * picks up phone * Hey what up ?

Ran : YOU LEFT ME TO GET FUCKEN ICE CREAM ????

Rindou: yeah * hangs up*

You; big bro ?

Rindou: yup

You: * picks up phone * hello ?

Hanma : guess who might have kicked your brothers ass ? And did you leave me?? Don’t worry I can track you~ kisaki helped me out with it cool huh?

Rindou: get away from my sister Hanma !

Hanma : Hi Brother in Law~

* Rindou hangs up your phone*

you: I’m guess shuji won ?

Rindou : Nah you know damn well ran won.



#yandere x reader #yandere tokrev #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere rindou haitani #bonten #ran haitani x reader #rindou x reader #yandere #soft yandere #yandere hanma #yandere Hanma shuji #yander hanma shuji #hanma shuuji x reader #tokyo revengers hanma #hanma x you #hanma fluff #yandere ran haitani #yander Ran #yandere Rindou #tr x y/n

[sweet-seishu]

always yours

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a/n: that's it, that it for this series. thank you to everyone who actually read this the whole way through😚 I do have a ran one i'm starting so keep watch👀

If someone would have told you years ago that you were going to marry your high school sweetheart, you might have laughed in there face.

Yet here you were, married to Shuji Hanma.

It was amazing how life turned out sometimes.

You smiled, looking at the wedding photos, that hung around your shared house, the memory of how he proposed filling your mind.

He took you back to those cherry blossom trees, the same ones you went to when you were 17. It was a beautiful day, and you guys were walking hand in hand while talking about whatever was on your minds. He had made you stop, pulling you into his arms as he kissed you under one of them.

"I love you, you know that?" He asked with a smile.

"You tell me everyday shuji.." You chuckled.

"I just want to make sure you know." He pouted.

"I love you to baby, so much." You told him. Hanma was sweating, the little box burning a hole in the pocket of his pants. It was now or never he guessed.

He bit his lip, looking at you before slowly lowering down onto one knee.

"Shuji? W-what are you doing?" You asked, heart racing as you grew nervous.

"Something I've been wanting to do for a while now." He smiled, pulling the box out of his pocket, he opened it, revealing the gold engagement ring that had a small diamond in the middle.

"Shu-"

"We've been together for two years now, but y/n, I have loved you since we were 15 year old kids. You're my first love, my only love. I've always wanted my future to be with you. Y/n, will you marry me?"

You had tears running down your cheeks as you looked down at him. His eyes were rimmed red as he held back his own tears, nervously awaiting your answer.

"Baby? Will you say something?" He chuckled, his face heating up.

"Shuji-" You said softly. "Of course I'll marry you."

He let out a breath, standing up to place the ring on your finger before kissing you again, a smile on both your faces, and tears of joy falling down your cheeks as your lips met.

Even now it brought a smile to your face thinking about it.

But what made you happier, was the picture you held in your hand.

The ultrasound picture of the life you and Hanma had created. The joy on his face was engraved in your mind when you first told him he was going to be a dad.

Everything in your life was amazing, being with Shuji made your heart so full, and now here you were, growing a little human inside of you, that would be a perfect blend of you both.

You hadn't told anyone yet, except for your close family, and you'd be lying if you said you weren't nervous to tell them.

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"I'm nervous, why am I nervous?" You said, walking up to Draken and Emma's door.

"Baby you'll be fine ok? No reason to be nervous." Hanma told you, kissing your lips lightly.

"Can't we just skip and go home and have more fun." You pouted.

"Listen I love you, and I love having sex with you, and I can't believe I'm going to say this- but I need a break." Hanma blushed. "Ever since we found out your pregnant, your sex drive has been..."

"I know." You chuckled. "It's the hormones."

"Let's just tell them, they are going to find out anyways when you blow up like a balloon."

"Shuji!" You gasped, hitting his arm. "Why would you say that?"

"I'm sorry, I love you, it just slipped-"

"Fucking idiot." You mumbled. "Can't believe I married such a dumbass."

"You love me though." Hanma stated, opening the door and letting you walk in.

Your friends were quick to greet you both, barely letting you take off your coats before they bombarded you.

Once your jacket was off someone grabbed your wrist dragging you over to the couch. You already knew it was Mikey, he sat down, pulling you with him and pulling you into his side.

"Missed my cuddles." He stated, his arms tightening around you. You chuckled, snuggling into your friend as you put your feet up on Baji's lap.

"Not even here 30 seconds and he already took my wife." Hanma chuckled, sitting on the chair across from you and beside kazutora and chifuyu.

"Are you surprised, he's basically her second husband." Mitsuya said.

"I know." Hanma said, making you chuckle.

"Don't get pouty shuji, I still go home with you at the end of the night." You smiled.

"Ew." Senju chimed in.

"That's disgusting." Chifuyu made a gagging sound.

You all laughed, everyone having conversations as you all caught up on eachothers lives.

It's not that you don't ever get together, it's just been a lot less since everyone got so busy.

"Y/n!" Yuzuha yelled from the kitchen. "Want a beer?"

"I'm okay, thanks though!" You told her. Hina and Emma both looked at you. "What? Do I have something on my face?"

"Since when do you turn down alcohol?" Hina asked.

"No kidding, you always take the free booze." Emma shrugged.

"Okay wow." You said. "Why do you all make me sound like I have a problem?"

"Just know we love you." Kazutora smiled. "And we're here for you."

"I hate you all." You scoffed.

"Liar." Mitsuya stated, giving you a hard look.

"I just don't want to drink." You shrugged.

Hanma cleared his throat rasing his brow. You looked to him, reading his gaze as he was telling you to tell them.

"Why are you looking at eachother like that?" Baji asked.

"S'weird." Draken said.

"Okay fine." You sighed, moving from mikeys side to sit up. "I won't be drinking for a while.."

"But why? New diet or something?" Takemichi asked.

"No, uh- I just uh- can't." You said.

"Well that's wierd why can't you dri- WAIT." Senju said, standing up from her seat. "Shut the fuck up you are NOT."

"OH MY GOD Y/N!!" Hina yelled, a smile on her face as she looked at you.

"Holy shit!" Emma nearly screamed, a huge grin on her face.

"Wait- I'm gonna be an uncle?" Mitsuya asked, tears visibly lining his lashline.

You nodded, your own tears forming as you looked at your friend. Baji was quick to pull you to to him, burying his face in your neck, causing you to tear up more when you felt his own on your neck.

Chifuyu and mitsuya both got up from their seats, joining in on the hug.

"We're gonna be uncles." Chifuyu sniffled.

"I'm so happy for you y/n.." Baji told you, tightening his hold on you.

Everyone crowded you, asking you how far along you were, when your due date was, how you were feeling, and every other questions they could possibly ask.

"Guys I'm fine I promise, I'm only a few months along." You told them.

Mikey decided to place his hand on your stomach. "There is a child in there?"

"Yeah." You said softly.

"Hanma's child?" Mikey asked.

"Well who else's would it be jackass. Of course it's hanma's." You laughed.

"Can I have my wife back please?" Hanma asked, making you laugh more. You got up from the couch, moving to go sit on your husband's lap.

He nuzzled his face into your neck, leaving a soft kiss while he placed his hand on your stomach, his wedding band shining brightly.

"See, told you it would be fine if you told them." He said quietly.

"Yeah yeah, shut up." You laughed. "You were right."

"I love you so much." He told you.

"I love you to." You smiled.

"You've given me everything I've ever wanted, so thank you. I love you, both of you."

"Thank you shuji, for loving me, and being mine all this time." You whispered, your eyes meeting his.

"Oh babygirl." Hanma pecked your lips softly.

"I'm always yours."

tags: @rome-alone @hanmascult @blvebcrry @makimakimi @akimochi10 @shizunxie @the2ndl @gulfkfl @the-psyco-simp @alenadotcom

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers smau #tokrev smau #tokrev hanma #hanma shuji x you #hanma shuji x reader #shuji hanma #shuji hanma x reader #hanma shuji #hanma shuuji x reader #hanma shuuji #hanma shuuji x you #shuuji hanma x reader #tokyo revengers hanma #hanma x reader #hanma #series: always yours

[mitsuyeaah]

now tell me my sweet mitsu: kill, marry, fuck w ran, hanma&geto💅💅

AGSSHSJHSSJ why must i be tasked with something this hard 😮‍💨 i’d definitely marry geto, fuck ran and kill hanma :”(

i’m sorry shuji but its THE ran haitani 🧎🏻‍♀️

— ask me questions!

#mitsuyeaah’s ask #julie（╹◡╹）♡

[bokuroskitten]

kitty 🤭 fmk south terano, hanma shuji and ran haitani

- maran <33

you think you’re so clever and funny baby!!! <33 how cute!!!

Fuck - Ran, one and done see ya braids smh

Marry - Hanma <33 I’ll be his cute lil assistant

Kill - south. Yet again. I will not let y’all taint me like that again <33

Your turn 🤭🤭🤭 teehee

Fuck - south. Mm. Big man baby, big big man. Will bend you so good, toss you, manhandle let’s say, just how you like it <33

Marry - ran. Ofc. Ran’s good girl, Ran’s pretty girl, Ran’s perfect baby, ain’t that right?

Kill - Hanma, you don’t need him Hkajak

Fuck, Marry, Kill, I’ll answer for us both <3

#kittys playtime #mutuals💋

[virtue-and-beneviolence]

Vi's Self Ship Event! — Hanma Shuji x Meeeee

HIM: the goofy, shit-starting menace ❤️ calls me doll, baby, and princess

ME: stubborn, definitely not shy, adventurous. I call him shuu, babe, and lover

our origin story: he noticed me while waiting for coffee in a cafe, im a lil more “different” than most (lots of tattoos and piercings), so he struck up a convo about tattoos. Kisaki was there too, after about 20 mins i asked if he was Shuji’s boyfriend and when i tell you he LAUGHED (Kisaki was full on irritated lolol). Shuji said i was funny and interesting, so we exchanged phone numbers. 

-Shuji likes taking me for rides on his bike to random places. Sometimes it’s just a restaurant he wants to try, or just to ride the streets of Tokyo at night, or he’ll take me to a pretty park bc it reminded him of me 🥺

-gives me lil gifts often to show his appreciation (from necklaces to literal rocks just bc he thinks they’re cool looking). he struggles with words unless they’re sassy or dirty 🙄

-gets MAD jealous if another dude looks at me, but when i see him getting angry i take care of it myself and give him a big ol sloppy smooch in front of the other guy, which makes Shuji smirk devilishly (“my fuckin’ girl” 😈)

-Shuji’s faves: my sense of humor, my legs (loves draping them over his lap on the couch and tracing my tattoos with his fingers), my lips (he bites my lip rings when we make out 🤪), and that i’m not boring

-My faves: his eyes (I get flustered when he gives me lots of eye contact bc his eyes are hfkshcksjfjsjjd), his hands (I’ll kiss his bloody knuckles after a fight and it drives him crazy 🥴), and dare i say his cockiness? (i’m trying not to stroke his ego too much lol)

-Shuji knows by now that i’m no delicate little flower and never have been, i’ve got mad RBF and know how to stand up for myself, but he still protects me. it makes Shuji giggle when he sees me clap back at someone (especially Kisaki), but he’s always within arms reach just in case

-we push eachother’s buttons, but as long as we remind ourselves that it’s out of love, we can laugh it off

-Shuji definitely didn’t have any plans of falling in love (ever), but the more time he spent with me, he started to put the pieces together. luckily for me, he didn’t suppress his feelings 🥺 I accept him fully for who he is and would cut a mf for him 

Our song: Bonnie and Clyde - YUQI (smol playlist with other songs here– the order tells a story!)

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◇─◇──◇── @sin-and-punishment  x Shuji! ──◇──◇─◇

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□ His phone background is a blurry shot of your pushing his phone away, laughing. Don't ask me how I know.

□ He loved adding to your tattoos in sharpie while you nap. (maybe you've gotten one or two of those silly things actually done? maybe a little stick figure cigarette? or a "my girl" in his handwriting?"

□ He knows he's a jealous guy but is also one of those "I won't have you cover up on my account, I can fuckin fight" kind of guys. He gets jealous, he's not fragile.

□ And for that matter, neither are you. On more than one occasion, he's come back from the bar with your drink to find you telling off some fuck so creatively, he actually needs to pull you away for, ahem, a moment with you.

□ Before you he was never much of an eyecontact during sex kind of person, but now he gets off on how much you love it. If you get a little dazed he'll pull you in for a kiss and remind you to, "look at me, baby, won't ya?"

□ sorry i short circuited myself after that last one.

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are yall the type to end up married? where do yall stand on that? Is your shuji a "youre mine for the long haul what does that matter?" type or maybe if he's on the run its not possible? hehehe I'm v curious.

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Come make my day, tell me about your self ship, and get some hcs of your own.

#SelfVi's Event #heheheehe i LOVE shuji pairings!!!SFB:MLGBR #and ugh your moodboard #delicious #thanks for playingggg!!!!

[blueparadis]

━━━━━━━ ❝ Wild Games ❞ ━━━━ ft. Kisaki Tetta & Hanma Shuji

言 content & warnings: afab-reader, explicit mature themes, erotica, mature language, open marriage, ploy relationships, sub-dom dynamics, power play, role play, nipple play,voice kink,sir kink, BDSM themes (blindfold), unprotected sex, f-oral, m→f, f-receiving, m-masturbation, oral activities, fingering, creampie, voyeurism, and exhibitionism, cuckolding, hard-dom Kisaki: voyeur Kisaki, pleasure dom Hanma with sub-reader;precis: Hanma Shuji, who just moved back in town after locking a business deal finds a lady by Kisaki’s side—turns out it's his wife and it wrecked his mind when he saw a rare display of you; wc ~ 1.4k

言 notes: I already have something for part 2 :/

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The merriment flooded in the cassino as Kisaki took another sip from his whiskey sitting at the utmost corner of the room. “Look at her, isn't she tempting?”, Kisaki mumbles in his deep voice gaining Hanma's attention. It's been weeks since Hanma came back to town but when he came to know that his boss Kisaki is now a married man, he was hooked to meet you. After all, you're are the woman who could put a smile on his face, and god how badly he wanted to do that.

“Her? In that white dress?”, Hanma says eyeing you up and down thinking how good you must be in bed that Kisaki married you. Kisaki notices the fuming cigarette along with Hanma's azure gaze that kept dancing; trying to get a glimpse of your face. Standing amongst the players in that white dress, shoulders wide open Hanma couldn't help but think how easy would be to mark you on that smooth skin of yours.

Kisaki smirks and leaves his seat dashing up to you gently placing a hand over your waist. “What is it?”, you ask slightly turning around but he rolls you against his body so that his stature guards you. He treats you like a prized possession and that's exactly what you were to him a prized possession. “How long you're gonna be here? Can't we just go home?”, his voice is restless. You shook your head saying, “What? Why? Is there something you needed in particular?”

He deliberately curls his hands around your boobline making you gasp lightly as he whispers, “Yes!” As he released you from his firm hold he shifted his gaze over the couch hoping to find Hanma but he was nowhere to be seen. A smile tugs his face as he enters the lift thinking what reaction he would get from both of you if you agree to fuck Hanma and all just for him.

“Do you trust me?”, Kisaki asks as he knots a blindfold. You nod with a low cackle definitely making it clear that you don't. As soon as he tightens the knot he sucks your neckline and as he retreats he says, “Don’t worry you'll be fine!” You nod thinking who might it be, who is the man that made him drag you to his red room again. “I’m upstairs, come quick!”, he says and you could hear him sit on the couch.

“He is taking way too long...", Kisaki grits as you ask him who exactly is he talking about. Kisaki gets up and probably circles around you. It's not like he doesn't want to touch you, but he can't get off this itching feeling to watch you get fucked by another man, and right when he spotted the insatiable hunger in Hanma’s eye he simply couldn't let that opportunity go. After a minute that chime of the lift door reaches your ears and before you could ask anything, a bold tone of man reverberates into your pounding chest.

“Kisaki, what are you doing here?”, Hanma asks almost dropping his jaw and seeing you standing like a doll, blindfolded and silent. “You’ve been watching her since you came into the casino! Kisaki grabs your hands and holds them behind you, “So, I felt a little generous today...” As he frees one of his hands, it grazes against your dry lips. While you suck Kisaki’s fingers, he says, “C’mon have your share!” and you wonder who in the hell stepped in the red room and not to have a taste of you.

Hanma didn't want this. Sure, he wanted to meet you but seeing you all so obedient and prepared plagued his mind.

Hanma gets rid of his suit and loosens his shirt as he approaches you. “What’s her name?”, he asks to which you reply, “y/n” and “do you know who I'm?”, Hanma asks but Kisaki scoffs at his sweet sentiment. “Sir, I'm afraid I can't know that!” Even though it didn't matter but it really clouded his mind. ‘Just what exactly Kisaki wants her to do?’, he thinks. He's so lost in his thoughts that fail to notice Kisaki’s voice that asks you to get naked.

The moment your white dress hits the floor his cock twitches at the sight of your naked beauty. Hanma couldn't help but brushes his fingers over your luscious skin. You shiver at the feeling but mustering up a little courage you grab his hand to guide him towards your feminity. Kisaki sitting perfectly still groans loudly at the sight of you gasping, breathing heavily as Hanma pulls you closer.

Your hands are pressed over his chest as he rubs your entrance to and fro. You curl your hands around the man's nape for support gasping rashly as he pushes his fingers inside you.

It's momentary. Hanma pulls out immediately getting behind cupping your breasts, fondling as he says, “Tell me, what exactly you want me to do with you?” as he rubs your lips. “It’s up to him, not me Sir!” Kisaki smirks watching your obedience, your submission as he says, “You know how to please me! Do as you wish.” You immediately turn around wrapping your hands around hanma's name saying, “Fuck me, fuck me hard and fill me with your cum”

You can only hear the man in your embrace click his tongue as he pushes you onto the bed. “Kisaki, mind if I go in without prepping her?”, Hanma asks rubbing your clit while Kisaki unzips his pants lightly groaning and starting to pump his cock already. “Sure!”, he mumbles.

You grope the bedsheets gasping as you feel him push his cock inside you. The first thing he does is to ease you up and curl his hands around your waist for a better grip before sucking your perked nipples. “Oh fu-ck!”, you mumble as your body bows your hand desperately trying to make him stop yet you don't want to.

It feels maddening how you want this to stop yet you want more. “You know pretty, it's the shame you can't see him!”, Hanma hisses as he moves his hips slowly. He sucks your dry lips making you breathless again. “It’s a shame you don't even know my name.”, he nibbles your ear.

Your heart drops the way he's talking to you; nobody has done that before. Not a single fuck whispered these into your ears. It's true. Kisaki just had two conditions: you can't know the identity of the person and he will choose man, not you. All you had to do is to dress pretty roaming around in the casino for his kindness.

“Ahh-AH!”, you moan as he suddenly starts to thrust harder. He bucks up, stretching your legs with his slim fingers for pressing one of your legs over his shoulders. “Then, there's no use of me for getting all naked, is there?”, he asks but you don't speak in response as he starts to thrust with deep strokes. “You talk too much, Sir!” you finally speak before locking your legs around his torso. He quickens his pace groaning, his hair gazing at your shoulders as he huffs. “Fuck, if you keep clenching me like that, I'll cum, cum soon!”, his voice is erratic enough to declare his delirious high.

You turn your head towards Kisaki’s way knowing how he's watching while playing with his cock. Muffled groans of bold tones of both men reach your ear making you clench around his cock more. Hanma jocks his head down near your ear softly saying, “How many men? How many men fucked you? —he lowers his pace— “Doesn’t it bother you that ... that the person sitting beside your husband was inside you last night?” No, it doesn't matter. Nobody can touch you in his presence. After all you're his wife,not a prized possession. You ponder sinking in thoughts trying to reassure yourself that's it's for him and only him.

But before you could stay something, anything to this very man he starts to thrust with deep strokes, calculated, as his teeth digs onto your pulse point. “At least lemme mark you!”, he says placing a rough bite that almost made you whimper. Your gummy walls clench skin slapping against each other as hot fluid coats your insides. He immediately pulls out spilling some of his cum over your belly button.

You continue to huff and pant trying to catch your breath. He dashes his lips into yours almost pushing you into delirium making you gasp loudly. You layed perfectly without removing your blindfold, naked, goosebumps lacing your body as you feel a hand roam over your body. It's him, your husband. You hear Kisaki’s voice near your earlobes, “You did well.”

When he unfurls your blindfold you notice the bite mark still so fresh wanting to know who he was but you can't violate the rules. Perhaps, you'll meet him at this very casino, or at a shopping mall, or maybe once more in this room. As Kisaki leaves the room,you stood infront of the mirror staring at the marks over your body. You touch those marks as you curse yourself for craving him, his scent,his voice, his touch more. You scoff thinking how sinful of you to deliberately violate the rules to receive punishment.

cont. » » part II

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[sanzusbestie]

This is your first married couple argument, your husband is ready to take the pillow and blanket to sleep on the couch (like in those TV dramas). But then, you said-

"You can just sleep in the room alone tonight, I'll sleep outside on their couch"

Their reactions with benkei, hanma and takeomi

Thank You!

♡ My side hoe's got my back ♡

Pairings : Arashi Keizo x gn! reader, Hanma Shuji x gn!reader, Akashi Takeomi x gn!reader, Hitto Kakucho x gn!reader

Genre : Crack, Angst&Comfort, Fluff

Warnings : Suggestive (+mentions of sexual intercourses)

A/n : Didn't know you were so much of a bitch @njrnco2 🤭 Come back as soon as you can, I'll miss you so much ! Love youuuu ♡

"Huh ?"

Did Keizo's ears deceive him ?

"Don't 'huh' me. You've heard me very well."

You had nothing against Mrs.Arashi, his mother. You actually liked her. She was a decent woman, really nice to you and sometimes, sometimes, funny !

But you were getting tired of her presence.

"Y/n, I can't tell my mom to 'back away' ! Why would I even do that ?"

"Why ?" you repeated incredulous, "That's a fucking good question ! I have no idea, Keizo. Maybe because I'm tired of not being able to dress the way I want in my own home because your mom always come unexpected ? Or maybe I'd actually want to appreciate a gentle morning with you after sex instead of rushing to get dressed and tidy the house because your mom knocked at 8 fucking am ?!"

"Come on, Y/n. Don't be mean to her. She just wants to check on her son since we've been married for only a short time yet," he replied taking a step towards you.

He tried to hug you and you were so tempted to let yourself melt in his embrace. But his mother's face came into your mind and you pushed him away.

"No. Do you see my parents running to our house everyday to check on me ? No. Your mom's face is stuck in my head, Keizo. And this won't be solved with a hug and a kiss. Talk to her. I'm going to sleep now and don't follow me, you stay on the couch until you have a real talk with your mother."

As you were getting a blanket to give him, you suddenly got an idea and hoped it'd make him react faster.

"You know what ? You can take the bed. The whole house for all I care. I'll sleep at their place tonight. At least I know their mom won't come tomorrow morning at fucking dawn. And the other nights too. Until you talk to your mom."

You went to your room and stuffed your backpack with anything that fell under your hand. You actually only thought of going to your best friend for the night.

"You really think I'll believe that ?" he laughed, hugging your waist from behind. "I'm sorry, hun, I didn't realize how her presence was huge. I'm sorry," he said as he gave your neck some butterfly kisses.

"You will ?" you chucked, your hands covering his.

"I promise. Let's go to bed now, it's getting late."

"But I'm not tired anymore now, Keizo," you whispered.

You had him right where you wanted him. And when his mother showed up the next morning, no one got the door.

You were so mad at him. So, so mad. And the fact that he kept on denying the truth drove you crazy.

"Oh my god, Shuji ! Stop fucking lying now ! I saw you with my own very two fucking eyes ? You were totally checking them out !"

"But I swear I wasn't !" he chuckled.

Did that motherfucker really found this situation funny ?

What had happened was unforgivable. As you two were walking on the streets of Tokyo, someone's shoes caught your attention and as you turned your head to say how pretty they were to your supposed husband, you found his eyes already looking in the same direction.

And now he was claiming the contrary ?

You would have none of this shit.

"Don't talk to me, stupid asshole."

You went to your room to get his pillow and then towards the cabinet where you kept the extra blankets. But when you heard his obnoxious laugh, you dropped the idea of even getting blanket and went straight back to the living room.

Shuji was crying. He laughed so much that he was crying.

You threw the pillow with full force, aiming at his face.

"I'm not staying here," you declared, tearing up.

How could he laugh like that ? Were you not supposed to be important to him ?

Shit. He thought.

"Doll, wait. Let me explain. I was jus- Close the door. Wait !"

His pleas fell on deaf ears as you stepped out of the house.

He was now barefoot, outside, trying to stop you from leaving.

"Where are you even going ?" he asked.

"Draken !" you said without even thinking. You knew he hated him.

The only mention of this name succeeded on turning him serious.

"Come back inside, I'll explain everything to you."

You followed him and he told you that yes he was in fact looking at this person. But rather their shoes because he saw you looking at them.

"I wanted to know from what brand they were so I could buy them to you."

"Oh."

"Yes, oh. Well, what do you have to say for yourself now ?"

"Uhh, I'm sorry ?" you tried.

"This, pretty face," Shuji threw you over his shoulder and started to walk to your shared room "won't be enough."

"I'm not angry, I'm just saying that next time you leave your fucking disgusting socks somewhere that is not the fucking laundry basket, I will choke you with them."

Takeomi snorted. "I'd like to see you try."

"Look at me in the eyes and say that again," you threatened.

He sighed and raised his hands in defeat.

"Alright, alright. I get it."

But he still had his damn smirk.

"I'm serious, Takeomi. You already do nothing around the house so at least behave like a proper human being please."

Well, now he had enough audacity to get mad too.

"I'm tired, Y/n. I work all day."

Poor baby !

"I work too, Takeomi."

"And what do you do ? Fill some fucking papers ?"

You knew he didn't mean it. But you hated this side of him. When he knew you were right, he'd instantly close himself and deny everything. He promised to work on this and you knew he was. But not today and you didn't have the patience to deal with it.

"Just shut up. We'll talk tomorrow morning, head clear."

As you went to bed, you felt the weight of your husband lying down.

"What are you doing here ?" you asked.

"Going to sleep ?"

"No ? I mean isn't that obvious that you have to sleep on the couch tonight ?"

"What now ?"

You stated at home for a short while before deciding.

"Well, nevermind ! I'll go to Kokonoi. He's company is much more joyful than yours. You're always so grumpy."

He pinned you faster than any time before, trapping you under him and captured your hands.

"Look at me in the eyes and say that again," he said imitating you.

Feeling bold, you repeated, "I said-"

Oh you can't walk now ? Sounds like a you problem !

You hated Bonten.

And you hated the situation you were currently in.

You and Kakucho got married a few months ago, yet it didn't feel like it.

"I didn't say I wanted you to quit Bonten ! Stop twisting my words !" you screamed

"Then what do you want ?" he calmly asked.

"I just want to see you ? Is that too much to ask ? I want my husband to be home at a decent hour ! I want to spend some time with you ! I'm tired of falling asleep without you !"

He sighed and sat back on the couch, he already knew he would be spending the night there anyways.

"You knew what you were getting yourself into, Y/n."

He didn't even try to reassure you.

"That's not fair," you said with a tiny voice.

Kakucho was truly tired and he was scared to say things he didn't mean, this is why he offered :

"We'll talk about this tomorrow, I promise. Now if you want I'll stay here for the night."

You scoffed at him.

"Couch or bed, I don't give a single shit. I'm not staying here."

"Where are you going ?"

"I don't know. Probably to someone that will make me feel loved." Before his surprised face, you added, "Yes, Kakucho, it's hard to feel your love lately."

That wasn't actually true but you were hurt !

And he seemed to finally realize it as you cried once again.

"I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry baby," he said as he hugged you tightly. "Please forgive me, I'll make more time for you. That's a promise. I'll even take a few days off so we can go somewhere just the two of us, how does that sound ?"

You nodded and he smiled.

He proved his love to you all night, prioritizing all your needs before his.

♡

Taglist : @eriskaitto

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[24hlevi]

can i just say that i've just finished reading that angst headcanons/imagines/scenarios or whatever it's supposed to be called about the boys reacting to y/n dying and i'm just...i'm just a sobbing mess.

it's well-written so 1000/10 for that, but whY MUST YOU ATTACK MY HEART IN THIS MANNER???? i love your work, but my poor heart ack-

btw is there any possibility to ask for a request for a same scenario but for kazutora, mitsuya, and hanma? like for kazutora's part, imagine if it wasn't yknow who died but its y/n 🥲

omg you’re so nice first of all thank you 😭 and OMG YES

TR Boys Reaction To You Dying Pt. 2

Tokyo Revengers Boys (Kazutora, Shuji, & Takashi) X Gn!Reader

Genre: Pure Angst

Warnings: Swearing, Suicide (kind of? it’s what happened to baji did so idk what to label it as 🤷‍♂️)

Hanemiya Kazutora:

All Kazutora could think was that it was all his fault that this happened. He was too caught up in his own world that he didn’t even know what he was doing anymore. He didn’t even know you had shown up to the fight until he stabbed you instead of Baji.

“Y/n?” Kazutora asked, dropping the knife immediately when he saw you standing between him and Baji, blood dripping onto the ground below you. He completely froze, not knowing what he had just done or why he even did it. “Baby, are you okay?”

You held onto the stab wound, coughing up blood as you looked at your boyfriend. “I just wanted you…to stop.” You choked out before collapsing to your knees.

Everyone had stopped and was watching you by now, shocked that you had even protected Baji from both sides when your whole body landed on the car below you. Spitting blood out of your mouth, you laid on your back, staring up at the blue sky that was dusted with white clouds.

“Y/n!”

You heard multiple people yell your name, but you couldn’t even tell who it was until you saw Kazutora kneeling beside you. “Y/n! Keep your eyes open, okay?!”

You shook your head from side to side, raising your hand to put it on Kazutora’s face before quietly speaking, “Give it to me, the knife.”

“What? Why? Look, Y/n you just gotta stay awake okay?” Kazutora spoke fast, clearly freaking out on both the outside and inside, not even caring about the gang fight anymore.

“Hand it over, Kazutora.” You said his full name which caused him to go quiet, staring down at you with saddened eyes before handing you the knife that already had your blood on it. “Thank you, babe. I love you.” You told him.

“I love you too, Y/n.” Kazutora said to you.

You bundled up your shirt at the top, putting it in your mouth so you had something to bite down on before plunging the knife into your stomach and twisting it around, then pulling it back out and dropping it.

Kazutora wrapped his arms around you and held you close to him as you lived your last moments, and he couldn’t even say anything. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I always will love you.” Was all he said after you died.

Kazutora then took the blame for killing you, resulting im him ending up in jail again but he wasn’t angry about it. He was just sad. So sad that he didn’t even try to get out of jail and get back into the gang life. He just sat around, continuously saying,

“It’s all my fault.”

Hanma Shuji:

Shuji swore that he would never allow you to get hurt while he was away doing gang activities that he didn’t want you included in. That’s why he always had someone beside you and a bodyguard to make sure you would always be safe. But even then, it didn’t work.

It was half past 1 in the morning when Shuji’s phone rang while he was with the other Valhalla members, beating up some random other gang member. Shuji stopped punching the other male, standing up straight and took his phone out of his pocket and opened it, answering. “Yes?”

“Shuji…”

Shuji’s breath hitched when he heard your shaky and quiet voice, and he immediately knew that something was wrong. “Y/n? Where are you, darling? Is something wrong?”

“I’m…at home. B-But someone..got in.” You tried your best to reply, but it was coming out shaky and slow. 

“I’ll be there in five minutes. I promise, baby. Okay? I love you.” Shuji told you before turning around and looking at everyone, taking the phone away from his ear. “Kazutora, you’re in charge until I get back, understand? As for everyone else, just do what you’re told.” He said to everyone, proceeding to then walk out and make his way onto the streets when he started to sprint down the different roads. 

Now he was just making sure that he made it to your place in five minutes like he said he would, which usually he would be able to do easily, but he was more determined now that he had heard something had gone wrong whilst he was away. Upon reaching your place, he saw the front door opened already and he quickly rushed inside. “Y/n?! Baby, where are you?!” He called out as he started to run through every room in the house. 

He finally made it to your room where you laid on the floor, a puddle of blood beneath you as you were taking shallow and slow breaths. “Y/n!” Shuji yelled out your name, going over to you and kneeling down beside you. He grabbed you and lifted you up, holding you in his arms as he checked for your pulse. When he felt it he let out a sigh of relief but it was very weak and barely noticeable which made him realize he probably only had a few more moments with you. 

“I’m sorry, Y/n. For not being here when I should have. I’m so fucking stupid, I should have just stayed here with you. I’m sorry, darling. I’m sorry.” Shuji said to you, his voice cracking halfway through as tears welled up in his eyes.

You looked up at him and smiled lightly despite you dying in his arms. “It’s okay, Shuji. Don’t...blame yourself. I still love you.” You had never seen the boy cry before, that’s how you knew that he did really love you, that he wasn’t just saying it so he could manipulate or get things from you. 

“I love you too.” Shuji whispered out. 

Soon enough, your head went limp and your eyes were stuck open, all of the life drained from your face as blood dirtied the floor and Shuji’s clothes. “Y/n? Y/n? Wake up, please.” The boy pleaded to your now deceased body, but he knew that he wouldn’t be able to get you back. Not ever again. 

Shuji became what you would have never wanted him to become, a terrible person who killed anyone if they even looked at him the wrong way, and most importantly, one that drank all of his feelings after the day was over, crying to himself over your death still. 

Because he would never get you back. And he regretted that the most.

Mitsuya Takashi:

Takashi was the most important person in your life, just like you were to him. He had told you on multiple occasions that he wanted to be with you forever. And he thought it would really happen. Boy, was he wrong. So, so wrong. 

You two were walking down the busy street, eating street food while going inside stores and just admiring the night scenery. Everything was going perfectly normal, until it all changed within a few seconds. 

“Hey, babe?” Takashi said, looking over at you.

“Yeah?” You repled. 

“Do you wanna get married some day in the future?” 

The question that came out of your boyfrien’s mouth shocked you, and you didn’t know how to reply. You both were still teenagers, how the hell were you supposed to know? “Only if it’s you I’m marrying.” You aswered with a smile. 

Takashi smiled back and pressed his lips against yours before pulling away quickly after. “Same here.” He told you. 

Suddenly, car tires screeched on the black cement road and one zoomed around, an all black van. It’s windows opened and guns pointed out of them before they started to fire. Takashi quickly wrapped his body around you and covered you with his, not even caring if he would end up getting killed because of it. 

After the car drove off, Takashi looked at you and asked in a frantic voice, “Y/n, are you okay?”

You looked at him, then down to your side, shaking your head as you spat out blood. Takashi’s eyes widened as he yelled out your name, but you had collapsed onto the ground, grabbing at your abdomen where the gunshot wound was, blood beginning to soak through your clothes and onto the sidewalk below you. 

“No, no, no. Y/n! Stay with me!” He yelled, taking his phone out of his pocket and about to call the polce when you grabbed his hand, stopping him. “What?”

“Don’t. It’s okay.” You told him, a small smile on your face. 

“It’s not okay! I can’t lose you! We-We just talked about getting married some day!” The boy continued to yell.

“Maybe...in another life, we will.” You spoke barely above a whisper, your vision starting to darken and turn blurry. “I love you, Mitsuya Takashi.”

“I love you too, Y/n.” Takashi replied to you but you didn’t respond. “Y/n?” He reached his hand over and shook you gently, and when you didn’t move he looked at your face, then realizing that you were gone. He sat on the ground, and put his hands over his face, beginning to cry. 

Takashi cried and mourned over your death everyday, despite people telling him to move on. He just couldn’t. He would never be able to find someone he would love like he loved you. He knew that. So that’s how it remained the rest of his life. Lonely, and depressed. 

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OCTOBER 1ST: "FREAK NEXT DOOR” ➥ VOYEURISM ft. STALKER!SANZU HARUCHIYO

⚠︎ cw: dark. stalking, yandere, murderous intent. semi-inspired by The Boy Next Door (2015) and You (2018).

synopsis: married and having the best sex with your husband was no matter to your next door neighbor sanzu, who's been obsessed with watching everything you do from his window.

OCTOBER 8TH: “PLAYFUL CREATURE” ➥ TENTACLES ft. INCUBUS!SUKUNA RYOMEN

⚠︎ cw: teratophilia, loss of virginity, size kink, double penetration, face fucking, degradation, overstimulation.

synopsis: tired of being lonely and horny every night before bed, you find a mysterious book on how to summon a sex demon. an insatiable, ruthless sex demon...

OCTOBER 16TH: “MURDER, MY SWEET” ➥ FEAR PLAY ft. SERIAL KILLER!RINDOU HAITANI

⚠︎ cw: sadism, kidnapping, serial killer, semi-inspired by Killing Eve (2018) and American Psycho (2000).

synopsis: rindou is your husband that you love so dearly. but with his unexpected absences and disturbing stuff he’s been hiding away from you, you’re not so sure if you can let him love you or scare you more.

OCTOBER 23RD: “7 MINUTES IN HELL” ➥ ANONYMITY ft. TOJI FUSHIGURO

⚠︎ cw: dark. cnc fantasy, abduction, impact play, bondage, dumbification, exhibitionism, degradation.

synopsis: walking alone in the woods is dangerous for a young girl like you, especially when a man in a balaclava driving a white van is lurking around.

OCTOBER 30TH: “LOVE CHAMBER” ➥ BDSM ft. HANMA SHUJI

⚠︎ cw: impact play, shibari, toys, overstimulation, face fucking, degrading, praising, consensual filming, sensory deprivation, rope bunny, after care.

synopsis: hanma takes you to a famous place that you’ve always thought of visiting; the San Francisco Armory, aka the Kink Castle for your honeymoon.

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