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#haitani rindou fic
asirensrage · 20 days
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Limerence
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Title: Limerence
Fandom: Tokyo Revengers
Rating: T?
Pairing: Haitani Rindou x Unnamed!Undescribed!FemaleOC
Word count: 1.5k
Warnings: Swearing. Slight obsession. A little stalking. Voyerism? Unbeta'd
Summary: It feels like forever since he’s seen her like this. Maybe that’s because of juvie but…he’s missed it. He doesn’t even know her name. 
Notes: This is the cutest thing I've written in a long time. I hope you enjoy it. I did. It's from his pov. Please let me know what you think.
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“You staring at her again?”
“Fuck off,” he says, not looking back towards his brother. He’s leaning against the window slightly, gaze soft as he watches her in her apartment. They’ve lived across from each other for years. He can hear the soft thump of the bass of the music she’s blasting. It’s not loud enough for him to make out what song it is, but she’s jumping around and dancing, singing along as she cooks. It feels like forever since he’s seen her like this. Maybe that’s because of juvie but…he’s missed it. He doesn’t even know her name. 
His brother leans in, face next to his, looking to where his gaze is lingering. “She’s still cute. You think she knows she has a stalker?”
Rindou shoves Ran away. “Fuck off,” he snarls. “I’m not a stalker.”
“No? You’ve been obsessed with her since you first noticed her.” 
He tries not to flush in embarrassment. Of course Ran knew that. His brother knew everything that went on in Rindou’s life and it was both amazing and awful. The two of them did everything together but this…this was something that was only Rindou’s. At least it was supposed to be.
Rindou gets up, moving away from the window, despite the fact that his mind is still on the way she moves so freely. Her blinds are always open during the day as if she has no care that people can see her. He wants to know what clubs she goes to, if he can find a way to meet her naturally on the street. He wants to feel her pressed up against him, smiling at him the way she does as her pet. He wants to know what she’s like in real life…if she’s as outgoing in real life as she looks. 
Ran laughs. “Why don’t you just go knock on her door? Tell her you’ve been watching her and think she’s cute!” Rindou ignores him and leaves, slamming the door shut behind him. 
He’ll never admit how much he thinks about her. Especially not to Ran. He does though. He daydreams sometimes about what it would be like to be in her apartment with her, to see her dancing in his kitchen as he plays music for her. He thinks about taking the headphones off from around his neck, placing them gently on her head and playing one of the songs he’s created. He wants to know what she thinks about it, if she likes it, if it would make her move…
🎧
So when he does finally, literally, run into her outside on the street, completely by accident, Rindou is struck silent when she grins at him and apologizes. She raises her eyebrows, her smile growing a little wider as she looks at him. 
“You alright?”
“What? Yeah!” he says, head shaking slightly as he tries to pull himself out of the shock. His cheeks heat as he realizes he’s making a fool out of himself in front of her. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” he tries to recover. He grins at her, “You good?”
She looks at him like she’s aware that he’s trying to play it off. “I’m good,” she agrees.
He clears his throat and looks away, wanting to run a hand through his hair. He stops himself though, shoving his hands in his pockets and grateful that Ran isn’t with him to see this train wreck. “You uh…live near?” he asks, lying through his teeth like he doesn’t know exactly where she lives. Fuck. Ran is right. He is a stalker. 
“Yeah,” she says but doesn’t elaborate. He can’t blame her. 
“Me too. My brother and I live in that building over there.” He points it out, partly to reassure her he’s not some random creep and partly because he wants her to know. He wants her to be as curious about him as he is about her. 
“Oh!” She blinks in surprise. “Really? How long have you lived there? Did you just move in?”
“Ah…” he’s pretty sure she breaks his heart with that question. “No, we…we’ve lived there for years.”
“Really? I’ve never seen you around before,” another strike to his heart. “-nd I usually see a lot, I would’ve noticed you-” She pauses before she covers her mouth like she didn’t intend to say it out loud.” Never mind. His heart might just be repaired.  “I mean, walking my dog,” she says quickly. “I usually see a lot of people when I take him out.” 
“I would’ve noticed you too,” he says, grinning a little wider. 
She bites her lip at that, looking away. Fuck, she’s cute. Cuter in person too. Especially when she’s clearly flustered by him. 
“I’m Rindou,” he introduces himself. He doesn’t know if she knows what he and his brother do, or why they’re famous in Roppongi, but he doesn’t want her scared off before he gets the chance to know her. 
“Hi Rindou,” she says, voice a little softer, a little sweeter. It’s enough to make his stomach clench. 
“Hi,” he repeats, not looking away. He just wants to lean down, to see if she tastes as good as he imagined considering how much fucking better she was in person already. 
She introduces herself, saying a name that he repeats twice just to make sure he memorizes it and to cherish the way it sounds and feels when he says it. If he thinks about how good their names sound together, or how good hers sounds with his last name…he’d rather die before he admits that to anyone. 
“You just coming home?” he asks, motioning to the cloth grocery bag she’s carrying. 
“Yeah, just did some shopping. You?”
“Nah, heading to the gym. You…can I take you out sometime?” He asks before he loses his nerve and before his brother can show up and whisk her away without even meaning to. Is she single? He never considered her not being so, but it’s fine. If she isn’t he can deal with that. One way or another. 
She blinks at him in surprise before she tries to stop herself from smiling. He grins at the tension in her cheeks and how she’s dragging her teeth over her bottom lip again. He really wants to taste it. 
“Um, yeah,” she says, finally giving into the smile. It’s like being faced with the sun. Bright and warm and renewing. She nods as if to reaffirm her choice. “Yeah,” she repeats. “Maybe we can exchange numbers first? Then plan something? I wouldn’t want to keep you from the gym.”
“It can wait,” he says, digging out his phone from his pocket. He unlocks it, opens his contacts and hands it over to her. 
She takes it and his fingers slide against hers as she does. They feel soft and warm, and he has to shove down the automatic thought of how soft her skin probably is in other areas….or how her hands would feel touching him. 
He watches as she types in her name and her number. She calls herself before she hands it back, refusing the call on her own phone as he takes it. 
“Now I have your number too,” she smiles softly. 
“Good,” he says, meaning it completely. “Good.” He stares at her for a moment, wishing he could say more but he knows he can’t. He doesn’t want to freak her out and he really, really, doesn’t want to ruin this. Not when he’s finally talking to her. 
“Okay, Rindou, I…I should go in. Put this in the fridge.”
He takes a deep breath and nods. “Yeah, right. I should…I’m meeting a friend,” he says. “A guy friend. We work out together,” he explains quickly, not wanting her to get the wrong idea. 
She giggles slightly at him and he tries to burn the memory of the sound into his brain. He wants to hear it again. He wants to hear every sound she makes. “Okay,” she says, grinning at him. “Text me when you have time.”
“I will,” he promises like he’s not going to have to quell the urge to message her immediately once they part ways. “Say hi to your dog for me.”
“I will,” she says, biting her lip again. She’s going to drive him crazy. He knows it. He’s going to fantasize about her lips and the way she might leave bite marks on him. Okay, he really needs to leave before he does something stupid. 
“Okay,” he says because he doesn’t actually want to say goodbye. 
She grins again. “Bye Rindou.”
“Bye,” he sighs before he realizes what he’s done. He clears his throat and looks away, cheeks heating in embarrassment again. He grins sheepishly and rubs the back of his neck. She laughs lightly before turning and leaving. Rindou watches her go before he has to shake the thoughts out of his head and he forces himself to head to the gym. He needs the distraction now…if only to keep himself from gloating that he has a date with his dream girl. He can’t wait. 
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prncessrindou · 1 month
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SWV, ran haitani x fem!reader // fic series
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I LOVE IT RAINING ON ME
I LOVE IT WHEN YOU’RE TOUCHING ON ME
IT’S LIKE WATER . . . OH NO, DON’T DROWN
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♱ SYNOPSIS . . your innocence is what drives him to you and he is determined to make you his, but are you willing to sacrifice your morals for one of Japan’s most dangerous executive?
♱ CONTENT WARNING . . bonten timeline, female reader, virgin!reader, age gap ( reader is in their 20s and ran is in his early 30s ) criminal/gang activity, nsfw/smut ( lots of it ), drug use, violence, jealousy, sexual harassment, guns, alcohol usage, car sex, oral ( f & m rec ), pet names and etc.
♱ INSPIRATION . . summer walker ft. no1 noah
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CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
MORE TBA . . .
comment if you’d like to be tagged in this!!!
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stargirlo · 2 months
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whatever she wants ♡.
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your boyfie luvs spoiling you with his money! and he doesn't care if he maxes out his credit card just by spending money on the stuff that you want to buy. he just wants to see his pretty girl happy, that's all. his love language is gift giving, so why not show his love to you by showering you with designer bags and red bottoms?
you're always whining about how he shouldn't give you this many stuff, even if it wasn't a special occasion. but he insists, who is going to stop him?
need your nails done? check, appointment is already made. you're craving oysters? the reservation is booked. want to be on the highest floor of a five-star hotel in singapore? prepare for the breathtaking view baby. your birkin bag is getting old? the order is at your doorstep. need a new tiffany and co bracelet? get in the car and lets buy you a new one.
honestly he knows every clothing brand that you like because he has a list of your wants and needs. whenever you say something like "this sundress is cute." or "these tory burch sandals would go with this, yeah?" he would instantly take note of it and buy it for you the next day. this man is tiring, but you absolutely adore him. not because of his money, but because of the way he treats you.
he treats you with full on royalty, as if you were his queen, in which, you already are. so, you can't help but give him your thanks to him for doing all these things.
"f-fuck baby, is this your thanks f'me..?" he dryly chuckles, slenders fingers slipping through your well styled hair, to which it was ruined by how tight he's gripping your fucking scalp. ouchie.
you nodded eagerly, sucking him off like your life depended on it. moans vibrated against his cock, letting his body jolt in absolute pleasure. he threw his head back, letting you have your way on his cock as it snuggles deep down your warm and tight throat. he can't help but buck his hips upwards into your throat, a stifled moan bubbling through his gritted teeth. a sweat rolls down his forehead, eyebrows knit together as he looks down at the gorgeous view of you being between his legs and sucking his cock to oblivion.
"ye'r such a slut y'know t-that . . . shit-" he hissed in pleasure, inhaling sharply before letting out a groan. your thighs rubbed together, trying to reach out for some friction for yourself while you gave your precious boyfriend a blow job. he lets out a string of curses and praises, murmuring something about how he's going to ruin your pussy after this, and it only turned you on further, feeling a wet patch on your victoria secret thong.
suddenly, you withdrew from his cock, watching a thin string of spit connect from his cock and to your glossy lips. you looked up at him teary-eyed, your plump lips turning into a small "o" shape as you let out shallow breaths. "what's wrong baby? dick t'much to take down ye'r throat?" he mocks, looking down at you with a sneer. how mean.
" 's okay sugar, daddy's gotcha . . . now c'mere," he pants, his pointer and ring finger beckoning you to crawl up his lap, and so you did. as you got yourself situated and comfortable on his lap, his cock occasionally rubbing against your soaked panties that was desperate to be fucked like a useless glory hole. his hands move under your skirt, pulling down the thong away as it revealed your hungry pussy to his eyes. it was glistening with your slick, and he was definitely going to have a field day with this slip 'n slide.
"you're so wet f'me, and all jus' by suckin' my dick." he chuckles, gripping your hips firmly and lifting it up with a subtle movement, just enough to feel the tip of his cock rubbing against your puffy 'n needy clit. you let out a short gasp, taking a hold on his shoulders as you looked down at the lewd scenery below you. "aht, aht sugar . . . look at me," he gently slaps your ass, bringing back your attention to him and looking at him directly. he murmurs a low "thereee we go." before sliding you down his cock, a high-pitched yelp eliciting from your lips.
his cock slides in further, deeper and deeper until you feel his cock fill you up to the hilt. you're now basically cockdrunk, and he hasn't done anything to make you be in this position yet. you babbled how he's "too big" and that "you're full" but he could only watch in awe. "shh, shh, look how soaked your pussy is . . . look at how easy it just slides in, aand out." he huffs, moving your hips with ease as the base of his cock slips in and out of your pussy, erupting a lewd squelch.
"now c'mon baby, show me how really thankful you are f'me . . ." his hands now let go of your hips, making you fully sit down on his cock as your pussy warms it up. your lips tug a small pout, his hands being placed behind his head as he raised a brow. his expression already spoke volumes on what he was going to say, so you tried your best to lift up your shaky hips and thighs as you worked your way into riding his cock.
let's just say he had to do most of the work later on :(
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💌: gojo satoru, geto suguru, hiromi higuruma, chuuya nakahara, haitani brothers, sanzu haruchiyo, manjiro sano, shuji hanma, wakasa imaushi, rafe cameron, ++ your favs!!
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writingsbymo-mo · 5 months
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Random thoughts........buuuuut.....
Don't Wake the Beast
What if Rindou was hosting a party and you got dared to wake Ran up?
When someone dared you to wake Ran up, Rindou gave you a worried look. He didn't want to relive the last party he held. You weren't ready for another penalty shot just yet, and honestly, you've wanted to see what would happen if you woke up the beast in the other room.
You tiptoed over to Ran's bedroom, closing the door behind you, not even uttering a sound. Quietly, you snuck over to his sleeping form. He looked so peaceful. The way his lashes contrasted against his skin in the moonlight, the way his soft snores filled the silent space, the way you couldn't help but notice his plush lips with every breath. You leaned closer to him, almost a mere inch from his face when you paused. "I...shouldn't do this...maybe another way," you mouthed a whisper.
As soon as you were about to move away, a set of hands caressed your cheeks and pulled you against his warm, soft lips, devouring you with the hunger of a starving man. You squeaked and moaned into him, pulling him closer to you by the collar of his shirt as you fought for dominance. You melted into his touches, shifting onto his bed to sit in his lap, grinding into him. Ran slid his hands along your sides, gasping when you hit the right spot. A string of saliva connecting your lips as it snapped when you moved your head, gazing at the man you woke up with half lidded eyes.
"Hah, did the prince come give the princess a kiss?" He purred, sneaking some kisses along your jaw.
"More like the dragon stole it...you were already awake, weren't you?"
He chuckled into your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "You know Rin's parties are never quiet..."
"True..."
"Just know if it weren't for you coming when you did, their sorry asses wouldn't dare step foot in here."
You laughed, "looks like I saved this party."
He rolls you onto your back, chuckling as you squeak in surprise. "Oh, but our night is just getting started, love."
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Meanwhile...
"Should we go check on them?"
Rindou shook his head. "I wouldn't if I were you. With how long it's been...they'll be in there for the rest of the night..."
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zeltqz · 1 year
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RIDE ME .ᐟ ft koko, ran, hanma, rindou, sanzu —picture whoever u want 🙈
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“Hm?”
He’s vaguely distracted by the wet patch on your panties the longer he plays with your clit, trailing his eyes up to your stomach. 
“What would you think of gettin’ a tattoo of my name, right there ?” 
He points to the right of your belly button, just touching above your pelvis. 
“I—uh, a tattoo? With your name?”
“Yeah.” He bends down to kiss that spot, your muscles contract as shivers race through your body. “Jus’ my name. How’s that sound, huh?”
“Sounds—” Your head throws itself back when his other hand slips through your panties, spreading two fingers through your folds to gather your slick. 
“Damn, this wet already? Didn’t even do anything yet.” He laughs against your stomach, sucking some skin into his mouth before letting go. 
You shiver when his fingers skim at your pussy, spreading your folds with two fingers. “uh…I—”
“Yeah? You what?”
Your sentence catches in your throat when his lips kiss down from your stomach to your pussy, tongue tickling along your slit. 
“Always tastes so good .”
His voice is nothing but sinful, carnal desire rolling deep within the depths of your belly when his lips seal your clit, sucking it hollowly into his mouth. 
You squeal his name, shooting up from the couch to grip onto his hair, on the verge of ripping his hair from the roots. 
His fingers circle the edge of your hole, giving your clit a break as his tongue begins lapping at the wetness from your cunt, spreading it along your thighs, kissing and biting the flesh whilst thrusting a finger inside you.
“Nuh-uh, open your legs for me, don’t hide—” You obey his words, desperately trying to keep your legs open as a second finger slips inside you. 
Your heart stutters five times in your chest, unceremoniously dragging his hair towards you, pulling him forward as the overwhelming heat coils between your legs. 
“Oh fuck, oh, fuck yes! There—jus—just like that—” 
You’re close to drawing blood with how hard you’re digging your teeth into your lips.
As if to add fuel to the fire, as his fingers scour your insides, desperately pushing you over the edge, he’s one handedly tugging your shirt up, beckoning you to hold it up with both hands, taking a nipple into his mouth, pulling a reedy sob from your swollen lips when his tongue flicks at it.
“ Fuck me—” You noisily cry out when he seals his mouth around your nipple, when his fingers do a wicked curl upwards, pressing into a spot that has you seeing stars and spitting profanities. 
“You want my cock, huh?” 
He laughs when you nod rapidly, pressing one last kiss to your nipple before he’s pulling his fingers out in favour of tugging his cock free from his pants, fisting at it, squeezing precum from the tip.
You never fail to hide your reactions everytime you see his dick; it having scared you the first time he’d fucked you with it. It’s so pretty, and your mouth salvates at the thought of having it deep in your throat, choking around it as he fucks your face.
“Wanna ride me? Feelin’ kinda lazy today.” He drawls, slow and lazy, lounging against the couch without waiting for your answer. 
It’s so amusing the way you scramble upwards, moving to straddle him, hands wrapping over his and jerk him off slowly.
He groans at the feeling, head thrown back and you can’t resist , taking that opportunity to suck at the base of his neck, sliding your tongue along the smooth surface all the way up to his ear. 
“Do you have a condom?” You mutter against the curve of his earlobe, biting down softly enough to pull a chuckle from his lips.
“Nah. I can pull out though.”
“You sure?” You’re leaning back regardless, adjusting his cock against your cunt, positioning the head at your entrance, then sink down slowly. “Oh—”
His hands fly to your hips, steadying you there before you go crazy on his dick. The tight grip of his hands never fails to make you whimper, giving you that motivation to sink lower to just feel his fingers dig into your skin more. 
“ Shit .” He moans when your walls clamp down on him, dragging you up by the grip on your hips, then slamming you back down. 
Your eyes snap shut at the fast-paced back and forth pace he’s set, bouncing you easily on his cock. The couch protests beneath you both, scraping against the wooden floors each time your hips slam down against his.
“So fuckin’ pretty,” he mumbles against the curve of your face, one big hand sliding from your hips to your ass, kneading and squeezing it between his fingers as you squeal into his ear. 
“I—I’m gonna—” You pant shakily, one hand grabbing onto the back of the couch for support, the other wrapping around his neck.
“Cum? You gonna cum for me, right?” He grunts out, sucking at your bottom lip as his thrusts hit even deeper , impossibly deeper, and you’re left writhing above him, skin heating briskly as you chase your climax.
“C’mon—you want it, don’t you?” he goads against your lips, tenderly licking at your bottom lip long enough before you release your firm grip on the couch, cupping his face and kissing him raggedly, sliding your tongue in to plunder his mouth, fucking the vessel sensually.
You cry out when he spanks you again, dragging you forwards and backwards on his cock, stimulating your cunt from every angle.
“I’m cumming —!” Your vision fades as you dig your face into his shoulder, hips jerking as you come undone on his cock, tears flowing down your face as he gives you one last final thrust before lifting you up, cumming on your lower back.
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mimidiann · 1 year
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bluerskiees · 1 year
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Tokrev men reacting to a stranger saying you deserve better :) 🌬💙
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Would sob and tell you how much he loves you, how pretty you are and basically shower you with so many compliments
MIKEY, CHIFUYU, TAKEMITCHY, MIKEY, SHINCHIRO, HAKKAI.
Would pretend to not be affected by it, but deep down thinks you deserve better.
KAKUCHO, DRAKEN, MUCHO, SEISHU, RINDO, KOKO, NAOTO, KEIUKE, SHINCHIRO, WAKASA, MITSUYA, IZANA.
Would give them a disgusting glare until they back away. "Thought so..... you're only mine, I'm only yours. No one can be in between"
SANZU, MIKEY, KAWATA TWINS, SOUTH, HANMA, PAH AND PEH, MITSUYA.
"Says the one who can't even keep a single gf/bf" 🙄
HANMA, RAN, BAJI, SHION,
Makes a random 'ur mom' or 'deez nutsz' joke outta nowhere and confuses the shit for everyone.
HANMA, RAN.
Would break their bones.
TAIJU, IZANA.
"Well..... im smarter than that. She deserves to be treated like a princess, and that's what I do. Our Bedroom is the only exception tho. She likes it rough yk"
RAN, HANMA, TAIJU.
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chochuuya · 5 months
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snarky.
bonten rindou haitani x gn!reader
disclaimers: bonten isn’t exactly all rainbows and unicorns.. please do read with precaution. black cat x black cat? you meet your match (ᵕ—ᴗ—)
wc: 470
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your attitude pisses him off.
“you didn’t need help?” rindou scoffs in disbelief as he looks from the unconscious mugger to you.
that guy’s joints are probably already in places they shouldn’t be.
he didn’t appreciate your dismissive attitude especially since he just saved your life. you were struggling to fend off this guy, so he jumped in before any damage could be done. especially in his club? nuh-uh.
you should be singing him praises, not being snarky.
“that’s a funny way of saying thank you,” he continues sarcastically, his annoyance evident in his tone. “you should be nicer to someone that saved you.”
“fine. thank you so much, my savior.” you said with a tone dripping of sarcasm.
he rolls his eyes. if he still had his glasses, he would already be adjusting them in annoyance. you weren’t exactly making it easy to keep his temper in check.
rindou looks you up and down, his piercing violet eyes running the length of your body and taking the whole scoop of your appearance.
“and you’re (y/n), right?” he asks as if he already knows the answer.
“wow, what a stalker. i didn’t even have to tell you my name, haitani.”
he laughs and it sounds like a snarl. this person has guts, he has to give them that.
“nah,” he shakes his head. “you think i need you to tell me your name to figure out that much? i’ve got my sources.”
“wow.. good to know you have money then.”
he actually chuckled at your remark and smoothly passes you his business card. the paper's quality felt like it was cut from the finest tree on earth.
you scoffed and this time, it’s your turn to look at him from up and down.
“what’s this for? you expect me to want to know a criminal like you? i would be in jail for even trying.”
“a criminal?” he asks, his expression shifted to one of mock offense. “no, i just don’t feel like dealing with the red tape the police force me to. do you even know who i am and my affiliation?”
you look at him, being all humble. “is he trying to scare me?” you thought.
“and i’m supposed to know that? well, sorry for making you butthurt..”
rindou tilts his head slightly to the side and raises an eyebrow at you. it’s clear that he’s trying to figure you out.
“you’re sassy, i like it. you’d make the perfect partner in crime, you know,” he says and there’s an edge to his voice, something he’s keeping just under the surface.
“i could just... take you right here, right now and you could learn all the skills you’d ever need.”
...
maybe it was a mistake to be in the haitani brothers’ club in the first place.
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please do not steal, copy, translate, repost to other sites or claim my writings as your own. plagiarism is real.
i had a debate with myself, whether i should put ran or rindou in this.. but i feel like rindou fits this scenario better? somehow? ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) anyway, i hope you like it! all reblogs & likes are vv appreciated ♡
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haitanisbug · 2 years
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YANDERE! Bonten punishing you for faking an orgasm
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cw: yandere. Noncon. Orgasm control. Orgasm denial. Humiliation. Degradation. Sir kink. Restraints. Exhibitionism. MINORS DONT INTERACT.
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You faked an orgasm because you wanted him to get off of you as quickly as possible. These nights are always exhausting for you, tending to his needs. So when you figure out you can fake it to get it over quicker, that’s exactly what you do. But you forget that he’s perceptive and obsessed with you. He’s spent the past few months stalking you and tracking your every emotion. You’re a fool for thinking you’d be able to fake something as passionate as an orgasm. So, like the good boyfriend he is, he has no choice but to punish you for your poor decision:
MIKEY, RINDOU
He’s pissed that you’d have the audacity to fake an orgasm with him. So if it’s an orgasm that you’re avoiding, then it’s an orgasm he’ll give you. And oh boy does he give you an orgasm. Or many.
He starts with tying you down on his bed, spread eagle so he has easy access to your cunt. He’ll fuck you with his tongue first. Spearing your pussy and then flicking back to your clit so quickly that it has you cumming all over his lips. He’s memorized everything about you so of course he’s memorized the quickest way to bring you pleasure. Then he’ll fuck you with his fingers, spreading you out and rubbing your warm, gummy walls. It has you desperately trying to push your hips into his hand, trying to get more friction. But the restraints are tight and you can only take what he gives. He chuckles at your desperate movements and brings you to yet another orgasm.
You can’t be enjoying this, it’s punishment after all. So the last thing he does is secure a hitachi wand right up against your clit. He ties it securely and plugs it in and then just leaves it there for hours. You’re cumming over and over again, subjected to this relentless torture on your clit. Sometimes he’ll walk in with a glass of whisky in hand and sits in the corner to watch you. He just observes how your back arches off the bed when you’re close, your hands come up to grip at the rope burning as your palms tug it, the way you body flails as you’re pushed over the edge again, the cum that seeps out of your cunt and dribbles onto the sheets underneath you, the tears that trek down your face and ruin your poor makeup. He loves it all, and he watches it as if it’s entertainment made just for him. Then he’ll wander out of the bedroom for a bit, letting your pleas and sobs become background noise for whatever dull TV program he’s watching in the living room.
After hours of this punishment, he comes back into the room and turns off the wand to witness your utterly fucked out figure. You’re shaking within the restraints and you curl up into a ball once he undo's them. He clicks his tongue in frustration “let me get a look at that pretty pussy, angel.” Grabbing your knees he spreads your legs apart and just chuckles at the sight. Your pussy lips are puffy and swollen. He lightly slaps your sensitive clit, and you snap your legs shut with a shriek. He laughs loudly at the reaction and then pulls you up into his arms whispering into your ear.
“Your orgasms are your gift to me, and baby I’m gonna make you start giving more generously.”
KAKUCHO, KOKONOI
If you want to fake an orgasm with him, that’s fine. He’ll let you. But if you don’t want to get relief from him then he won’t give you any sort of relief ever. He keeps a close eye on you, not letting you touch yourself, keeping all toys away from you and he’s definitely never bringing you to release himself.
But the worst part is that he still teases you. He’ll perch you on his lap and slide his fingers into your shorts. He’ll play with your clit till your mewling into his shoulder on the brink of release. Right before you’re about to cum he’ll withdraw his hand and then laughs at the cry you make from your ruined orgasm. It’s tortuous and sadistic because this little routine goes on for weeks. Constantly bringing you close to the edge of pleasure but never letting you fall over. You’re babbling at him and begging him to let you just cum, please. But this is the consequences of your actions, and he’d so much rather watch your cry for an orgasm instead of gifting it to you.
Sometimes, he’ll even make it worse. Getting you to sink onto his cock, and fucking into you. He has to be careful because you’re so needy at this point, he suspects you could probably cum untouched. But again, he knows you’re body in and out, and he’ll pull out right before you cum and he’ll release all over your messy cunt. He has you follow him for weeks, making sure you’re never trying to sneak your own release. If he catches your hand sliding down to your clit, or your hips swiveling against the kitchen counter he’ll restrain you and add an extra day onto your punishment.
Only when he has you delirious, and on your knees in front of him begging to let you cum just once, only then will he finally relent. He’ll have you strip in front of him and then cups your pussy with one hand, he’ll squeeze it tightly and say
 “This fucking belongs to me, understand?”
Once he hears the small mewl of “yes sir” from you, then he’ll fuck you into oblivion, finally giving your release after weeks of pent up desire.
SANZU, RAN, TAKEOMI
Faking an orgasm around him not only makes him mad but he’s almost humiliated by it. Is he not good enough? Do you not desire him enough? Or are you just acting like a brat? He’s not sure and it doesn’t matter. If you don’t want to orgasm that’s fine, but your disobedience won’t last long, and he will humiliate you in return.
Unlike with Kakucho and Kokonoi, He’ll refuse to touch you at all. And at first you’re fine with it. That’s actually a dream come to true. But he refuses to let you touch yourself too. And after a few days you start to get needy. He sets it up perfectly: acts as if he’s preoccupied working on something and he’ll leave you alone in the bedroom. Your hands slip into your panties and right when you’re about to start fingering yourself he’ll barge in. He rips your hand away from yourself and with an icy voice he’ll say
“if you want to get off, you have have to prove to me you really want it this time. Make yourself cum, but you can’t use your fucking hands.”
He’ll oh so graciously offers to help, and you’re unsure of what he means till he’s sitting on the couch and shoving you on to your knees in front of him, sticking the toe of his boot right under your cunt.
 “Fuck yourself on my shoe, princess.”
You look up at him in shock. He’s never made you do something so degrading before, surely he’s kidding? But his face is impossibly serious and you realize that if you ever want release ever again, you have to follow what he says. The tip of his shoes catch your clit and it feels so good, that you start to hump his leg harder. He laughs at the pace of your hips but you don’t have the wherewithal to care.
Right when you’re about to cum he pulls his shoe away, and you’re left thrusting embarrassingly against empty air. It’s no use. Your orgasm is ruined and you’re left at his foot, crying in desperation.
“Didn’t think I’d make it that easy for you, princess huh?” His smug expression almost has you whimpering out pleas.
He continues his punishment throughout the rest of the week, making you try to get yourself off. And always in the most embarrassing positions and places. After all, you humiliated him by faking an orgasm in the first place, it’s only fair he pays back that feeling tenfold.
He’ll have you run your cunt against the arm of the couch while he finishes dinner and watches you desperately. He’ll have you on his lap during a meeting, rubbing against his thigh while the rest of Bonten has a clear view of your wet cunt rubbing up against his leg, pussy clenching around nothing. He’ll stop your ministrations right before you release all over his thigh, and you whimper and lightly sob into his neck. Trying to hide your face as it burns in embarrassment from the cackles of the men behind you.
It’s only after numerous situations like these does he finally let you have your release. And he makes you beg for it, and then has you thank him after your brain is almost fucked out.  When you’re tuckered out in his arms he realizes how much he’s enjoyed this week, and how he’s kinda wishing you fake another orgasm again if that means he gets to see you humiliate yourself all over.
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seichira · 2 years
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[ 12:35 ] — 20th midnight of october.
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ your boyfriend comes home extremely late, after you specifically (and nicely) asked him earlier this morning not to be.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ some fluffy short scenario for rindou’s birthday!
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with freezing hands caused by the intense cold winds outside, rindou haitani turns the doorknob to your shared apartment to finally get some heat in his system and cuddle up to his beautiful partner after a long day of tedious work.
the door swings open, and before he even gets to call your name like he usually does out of instinct, a huge pillow comes dashing towards him and although it completely takes him by surprise, his reflexes help him dodge the huge pillow.
“shit! what the hell?” he grumbles right before his eyes land on you, standing all alert in the middle of the living room, shooting daggers at him through your fiery eyes. not to mention one remaining pillow in your grasp that seems to be ready to be thrown at your boyfriend who should have been home before exactly thirty-five minutes ago.
he squints his eyes as if he is seeing wrong. “baby? what’s all this? why are you—” he takes a step to get to you but an especially loud yell stops him.
“don’t you dare come near me until at least one of my pillows hit you!” you fake throwing the pillow at him so he dodges again, so you say, “and don’t you even try dodging it or i swear to god, rindou haitani.”
you see, you are talking to a man who has evaded death hundreds of times. this man before you has been threatened, intimidated, and been held at gunpoint before. but he swears he has never been scared of anyone else but you.
before you came, nothing can make him stand there and just take a freaking bullet. he will do whatever it takes to save his life. but right now, as he is in front of the person he has only ever loved and the person who has got him wrapped around a finger, he closes his eyes and stands still while waiting for the hit of the throw pillow to come. and man, it did come.
he wants to laugh, though. because your threats and angry demeanor seem so bold but the throw you just aimed towards him had no bite. still, to satisfy his beloved partner, he acts pained.
“where the hell have you been?! and you have the guts to ask me what the hell, when i have been waiting for you since forever!”
still acting as if the pillow really hurt him, he slowly approaches you with a small smile on his lips that he uses when he wants to appease you.
“i’m sorry, baby. it slipped my mind and got too preoccupied in an investigation. i hurried home as soon as i remembered, though. hm?” he smirks and finally takes you in his arms.
you land a punch on his back but you do not dare break off the hug. “and you think that’s gonna make it all better, haitani? i see i have been too complacent with you, you think you can woo me easily!”
oh, he absolutely can. you talk so much but really, you love him just as much as he loves you. yes, he may give in to all of your whims, but you also cannot resist him to save your life.
“i’m sorry, my love,” he whispers and kisses your temple. “i’m here now, am i not? you really miss me that much? wanted me to come home early?”
you separate from him for a bit to face him eye-to-eye. “it’s because i didn’t want anyone to beat me to it. i wanted to greet you first but i guess ran already did, huh—”
rindou stops you with an, “oh.”
“oh,” you say right after. “you forgot?”
he nods like a clueless child, “totally had no idea it was even coming up, baby. ran is overseas so he hasn’t got the chance to bother me with it.”
all his life, he only ever celebrated his birthdays with ran. and he can’t even call it a celebration. his brother would just greet him casually and dap him up, then he will wake up to a cupcake with a candle on it. he doesn’t think he will ever get used to being loved by anybody else apart from his brother.
but here you are, looking up at him, giggling.
“does this mean i get to greet you first?”
he nods, “the privilege is all yours.”
you tiptoe and his arms are quick to wrap around your waist to help you up to place a kiss on his lips, a deep and loving one that officially demotes ran’s birthday cupcakes into second place. your kiss takes the throne of the best birthday present ever.
“happy birthday, rin. i love you.”
just when rindou haitani thinks he could not love you any more than he already does, you prove him wrong.
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pokkomi · 4 months
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prologue
the winter of 2004 does not hold good memories for you, contrary to the festive ambience illuminating the city streets.
"let's break up, i've found someone else."
words you'll never forget, i guess. what a great way to ruin anything associated with winter for you. you often think of how rindou looked like on that day, his features still fresh in your mind from the number of times the memory replayed in your head like a broken record. the image of him appearing in your mind will always draw out disgruntled groans of embarrassment. maybe the statement ‘you'll always find partners that are a copy of your first love’ wasn't only for men. more than 4 years had passed, and you've not gotten into a single successful relationship since. all because of your stupid first love.
sure, everyone has had a teenage romance arc and yeah, some of them were insignificant, but, some stains a lasting bruise on the rest of their lives.
and rindou belonged in the latter.
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theanimeroom · 7 months
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ok but imagine this
Considerándolo todo, Ran es del tipo que es tan idiota que te molestará hasta que le supliques.
and i'm 100% sure that rindou is a voyeur
oh hell yeah absolutely. ran would most definitely ruin you mentally before he even considered touching you. he’d tease you literally all day; hands running up your sides when he’s reaching for something in the cabinet, swift kisses on the neck when he knows you’re aware of his presence, soft kisses that quickly turn into his tongue exploring the crevices of your mouth, large hand wrapped happily around the column of your throat, only to pull away the moment your hands run down his torso and under his shirt. he’s a little shit and he knows exactly what he’s doing, but he’s just happy that his baby is too impatient to hold out very long, the soft pleas for him to take care of you literally sounds like music to his ears, so who was he to say no?
now you creeping rindou and his voyeurism kink into the conversation has my mind completely fucked and i’ll tell you why. now personally, i think the haitani brothers’ taste in spouses are the complete opposite, but because we are bad bitches (bc we are y/n and she always comes out on top), both of their fine assess want us. but like actually i’m kind of brain dead at the thought of ran approaching his brother asking if he wanted to watch him fuck your lights out , and how fucking fast rindou would accept the offer. he was horrid when it came to hiding his crushes, he always has been, so the moment ran noticed rindou was showing interest he approached you about the topic, and of course you said yes. his eyes would be fixated on the way your body melted into the sheets, head thrown back as he watched his brother touch you in ways only he knew how. his fingers would twitch with the urge to reach out and caress your soft looking skin, but he would only substitute it by wrapping the digits around his own cock, squeezing himself until the tightening in his gut calmed down enough for him to continue :)
now before i end up writing a whole fic in an ask response, im gonna go touch some fucking grass 😭
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prncessrindou · 16 days
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Can you do a rindou fic where he wants the reader's attention but reader is busy doing homework/project whatever? LOVE TO SEE A NEEDY RINDOU LOL
“Rin, I can’t concentrate with you breathing down my neck, it’s distracting, you know!” You spat, writing down notes in your notebook for an upcoming test you have in a few days.
Rindou was bored . . . some might say he’s lonely because you’ve been studying all week and barely spent any time with him. “I wouldn’t be if you would just put down the pen and cuddle with me.” Rindou grumbled, leaning down to press his lips against your neck once more.
You rolled your eyes and decided to lay down your pen. You guess taking a short break wouldn’t hurt and maybe it’ll have Rindou satisfied for a little bit. “Alright, fine. I’ll take a break with my big baby.” You tease, getting up from your desk table. “Shut the hell up,” Rindou snaps, picking you up as you got up from your table and threw you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing. You’re always forgetting that he literally works out with Yakuza��s so there’s no wonder he can carry you or manhandle you the way he does.
He walked over to your bed and throws you on the mattress, also throwing himself on-top of you and nuzzling his face into your neck and gently kissing your sensitive skin, “just miss you, that’s all.” He says quietly, his hand instantly going underneath your shirt and cups your breast, slightly squeezing it. “I miss you too, Rinnie.” You say, kissing his head and gently scratching his scalp.
His body weight is indeed heavy, but it’s comfortable. “Wanna nap together?” You asked.
“Mhm,” Rindou hums, “I’ll help you study when we wake up and afterwards we can go get some food.”
You smiled upon hearing your boyfriends’ words. “Sure, I’d like that.”
“And if you pass your test, I’ll give you a reward.” He says, you can feel him smiling against your neck and you already know what he’s referring to. “Or I can always give you some motivation right now if you prefer that.” Rindou teases, biting on your earlobe.
“God, you’re such a pervert.” You say.
Rindou lifts himself up and looks directly into your face. You’re so pretty, and he is too — all vulnerable like this. “so? You love it though.” He leans down and kisses your plump lips, “yeah— you’re right, I do.” You respond, pulling him back down into a suffocating kiss and the rest of the night was spent intertwining with him.
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tetsuissohot · 2 months
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mchlgayser · 9 months
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MY MAN! ft rindou haitani ( ✮ )
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synopsis: he just loves it when you take full control of the situation.
warning: languages
nana's note: HEYYY!!! How're you guys doing? It's been months and I missed you all so much! I've been busy with studies and exams these couple of months I could not find any time to write :(( As a special, sorry gift, I'm writing this for you guys. tell me if there's anything I should explicitly mention if I happen to forget any and happy reading mwahh!
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The room packs of men and women, sweats drenching and drunk with heavy alcoholic drinks. The spacious room is dimmed-light but illuminated with red, purple, and blue hues.
You make your way inside the hall strutting to the bar and take a seat as you order yourself a drink. You were enjoying yourself, sipping the hard drink as you look around for familiar faces.
You could make out familiar faces of a certain lizard-looking guy and the pink-haired. Sanzu smirks smugly at you as he skips to you enthusiastically.
"'Fuck is goin' on with you?" Your face confronts in disgust at the stinging smells of alcohol on him "You smell so bad asshole, get away from me." He laughs at your insult, openly taking a seat beside "Where ya' man at?" You roll your eyes at him "You guys are the one with him the whole day, why are you asking me?"
Kokonoi abruptly interrupts "He's with Ran. Mikey ordered them to handle a meeting somewhere. Be back in a while." You absentmindedly hum at the information.
After some time, the two left somewhere, one going to handle the club's money and the other to mess around with the rest of the lingering prostitutes. A woman seemingly in her mid twenty walks toward you, chest and head standing contemptuously. Her dead curly blonde wig sways from behind as she takes a seat beside you. She ordered herself a drink and shamelessly told the bartender to put it under your bill.
"Know your place, the fuck you think you are doin'?" Her fake lashes battle on you "Whoops, sorry. Anyway, your name is Y/n, right? You are RinRin's girlfriend, yes?" Your left eye subtly twitches in annoyance at the used nickname.
"What is it to you?" She giggles, tucking a strand of her to the back of her ear "Nothing just... I didn't expect you. I mean for a guy like him to settle down for a woman like you? It doesn't make sense at all. Unlike me, a woman of a high fashion sense and ladylike. I could see why he came crawling to me every night. Oh whoops, slipped out." Your face raging with fire and a comical mark appears on the side of your temple.
"What a low-life bitch. Self-proclaiming my boyfriend to be crawling to you? Do you realize how pathetic you sounded? Rindou would never settle down for a woman that sells their body for money like you. You can drag your plastic ass outta my face, hoe." You give her one last glance before you stand up and left the scene.
You were walking to a vacant place when all of a sudden, you were pulled to a nearby secluded place near the restroom. You almost twist the doer's hand but stopped at the familiar tattoo design.
Rindou stood before you, hair chiseled, collared tee undone almost all the way you could see his bare chest and stench in dried blood. But that's not what concerns you, his smug smirk does. "The fuck happened to you? You got into a fight during the meeting or sum'?" He shakes his head, eyes still staring down at you "Me and Ran got ambushed by some low-level organization. Nothing we couldn't handle but what's more is how you shut that woman just a few minutes ago."
You scoff, hand folded in a sassing manner "I still hadn't asked you whether what she said is true or not, right? I can't just blandly dismiss her. Don't you feel the need, to be honest and tell me whether what she said is true or not, RinRin?" He groans at you, eyes moving from the woman from earlier than you "You are seriously considering believing her, come on-" His sentence gets cut off when you punch him in the gut making him grunt in pain.
"Ouch, fine, fine." He smirks again, leaning closer to you "Of course not, do you think I would consider her? Be honest, I'd do better-"
You glare at him, eyes as if challenging him to further speak. Rindou mentally drench in sweats as he coughs "Fine, sorry." Unlike his words, the smirk didn't flatter but instead grew intense.
"I just love it when you are like this." He chuckles when he notices you roll your eyes out of annoyance. "We better leave... Where's Ran?" He look around, shrugging.
"Making babies, maybe?" You snort, giving your boyfriend a short hug and a small laugh before you drag him out of the club. Rindou, however, turns back once in a while to look at a woman and before you two could disappear from her sight, Rindou gives her his majestic middle finger.
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simpforchuchu · 2 months
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There's no other way
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Prompts: DAY 28 - “no… not like this” @febuwhump Characters: Rindou x reader Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Summary: Rindou finds out his girlfriend’s betrayal
A/n for prompts: Hello guys! This is my first time trying a prompt challenge. I hope you like the short fics I wrote. I will finish them by writing some of the requests I have. I love you 💜
Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...
Thank you and love you 🥰
Warnings: mention of guns, blood and death | ANGST
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“Y/n!”
The young woman turned to the man approaching from behind and smiled. The man's facial expression did not change, he looked serious.
“I guess you found out.”
"Why?" asked Rindou. “Why did you betray me? Did they threaten you?”
Y/n smiled sadly and shook her head.
“I betrayed them, not you.”
y/n sighed as Rindou looked at her in surprise.
“I fell in love with you Rin, I disregarded my duty and loved you. I betrayed them. But I also knew I could never be with you. I am sorry."
Rindou wanted to take a step, but the young woman stopped him with her hand.
“I'm sorry, I'm really sorry Rin. But I will solve this problem.”
Rindou looked at her with fear when the young woman put the gun she had hidden behind her head to her own head.
“Y/n, wait! Don't do that!"
Y/n gripped the gun tighter with shaking hands.
“There's no other way, Rin, you know.”
The young woman smiled one last time.
“No… not like this!”
And a gunshot was heard. A loud sound echoed throughout the building. Rindou couldn't even reach to catch Y/n as she collapsed on the ground covered in blood...
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