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atarathegreat · 8 months
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Tokyo Revengers Sibling Headcanons Part 1
Ran & Rindou Haitani
They come home from fights and try to act like they didn't do anything
You love them so obviously you help them with their injuries
Rindou is sweeter and more accepting of the affection you give while patching him up
Ran rolls his eyes, but doesn't exactly try to stop you
As babies they'd cling to you, not ever wanting your parents
Grown up, after joining Bonten and becoming successful, they make sure that you live comfortably without worry. You raised them after all, and they always swore to pay you back
Nahoya & Souya Kawata
Constantly on your heels
Souya will get sleepy and lay across your lap, causing Nahoya to get jealous and then there's a dogpile
You're the youngest of the triplets, but you act like the most mature, even if Nahoya protects you all
They refuse to let you go anywhere alone
Learn to multitask because they always want your attention, you WILL go cross eyed
At the end of the day you three usually share a bed because they're scared that another gang will break in and hurt you
Mitsuya Takashi
Coddles you
Has and will put you on top of the fridge so you can't eat the cookie dough he's using
Takes you, Luna, and Mana to the parks to play during the day, making dinner at night
Sometimes lets you help him feed Mana
Taps his toes angrily when you fight with Luna
Sleeps in your tiny bed with you when you have nightmares, gets buried under you and Luna
Has taken you more than once to visit Kenny because you like the bright colors the girls wear at the Brothel
Chifuyu Matsuno
Super excited when you come back from college
Spends the first couple days with you until Toman business pulls him away
You, being super cool, have your own bike and give him a ride to the meeting
Baji is siked to see you, making a huge deal out of you being back and making Chifuyu groan
The others crowd around you, welcoming you home like you're their family member
Chifuyu definitely was grumpy after that, only hanging out with you behind closed doors
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smolstardvst · 1 month
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I feel so good ♡
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pfpanimes · 4 months
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⌕ tokyo revengers - ep 46.
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chifuyuangry · 6 months
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Takemichi’s biggest fans
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yaeran · 2 years
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OH MY OSRRY I DIDNT PUT CHARACTERS ON MY RQST😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 (a cute scenario where a fem drunk s/o compliments the character so so much and just realized how much their actions or even small tiny lil action they do,and their attractive appearance impacts their s/o) ft. kakucho, shinichiro, rindo, smileyy, and taiju♡ sorry againnn😭😭🙏🏼
from aya: this is probably my most unique request HAHHA. (I LOVE IT!!) tysm for requesting i hope this satisfies you!! (also i’m so sorry this took so long ive been going out and shit it wasn't very cool!!)
warnings: mildly suggestive.
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smiley would take all the compliments he can but it hits different when it comes from you so when you start getting a bit tipsy, he wouldn’t admit it but it gets him a bit nervous.
“naho-chan is really the hottest person ever!” you aggressively wiped your saliva and spoke to whoever was next to you. the person next to you was smiley- ”is that so?” he asked while tilting his head.
“absolutely! he should ask me to marry him,” you started rubbing your face on his as a way of pouting and that’s when it hit him. you peeked up to see his face and it was painted red. your laughs only made him more bashful. you always wondered how he'd respond but before you could add on he held you from your neck as he made you drink cold water, "sure, one day but sober up first bride."
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kakucho, especially past kakucho seems like someone who can’t handle compliments. he likes them but it also gets him extremely shy. however current him could def handle them. to an extent.
"i love youuu kakucho! like really," your arms flailed all over his body and he just sat there, still as stone. sure you were shit-faced but you were sober enough to comprehend his internal feelings. "ahh, have you gotten shy?" you teased as you ran your fingers along his chest.
he swiftly grabbed your hand and pulled you in for a hug, "don't play with me like that please."
you couldn't handle his cute/soft side, "at least tell me you love me back," you grabbed his face and kissed him. then proceeded to tease him for the rest of the night.
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shinichiro loves your physical touch, it boosts his ego but the way you are when you’re tipsy is just not something he's programmed to handle.
shinichiro told you to drink as much as you like since he won't be drinking at all. mainly cause he has shit tolerance he probably can't even handle one shot. you took advantage of the fact that he'll be driving. but anyways now you're dancing on the dancefloor. you were still pretty sober but you were just letting loose. you took his hands and intertwined them with yours and for some reason, that's what got him. the simple handhold. it was as if you didn't make out a million times before. he covered his face while still holding your hand and gently placed a kiss on them.
you chuckled at his timid self and pulled him in for a kiss. that kiss topped it off, if he wasn't used to your little surprises he would've fainted. nevertheless, he still got shy and buried his face in the crook of your neck.
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rindou def loves pretty girls. so this night where the two of you were just out of it he found so many new things he loves about you. from the way you were always checking on him even though you were drunk as well to the way he could just be himself and dance with you like no one was watching.
your arms were wrapped around his neck and you were just swaying slowly to a damn trap song. he had never stared at you for so long until today. your eyelashes added so much to your appearance, your smile was so addictive and he just sunk in. a kiss so tender and passionate, he was embarrassed, "sorry- that was out of nowhere," he his forehead on yours and laughed. you quickly went in for another kiss, " don't start getting nervous around me rinnie."
rindou felt his face getting warm and he was getting shaky, he had always been the so-called 'cool guy' until this point. you had him wrapped around your finger.
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taiju loves it when you're talkative like that. that's all. however when you pulled out the physical touch, that was a different story.
the moment you start getting tipsy that's when the show starts for him. he's pretty much unphased by whatever you have to say but you seemed to be more touchy than usual.
the way you so casually sat on his lap, he liked the way you were but he was feeling quite tense. perhaps it's on the way you were drunken and your confidence level was at an all-time high but your actions were too much for him to comprehend. you noticed taiju getting quiet and it wasn't normal-- suddenly it hit you why he was acting like that. as a response you just exaggerated your moves even more with kisses and it was almost as if your hands have explored every part of his body. the way his face was getting visibly red was amusing to you to say the least. you accidentally let out a giggle and he tackled you down, "never tease me like that."
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soubi122 · 6 months
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Look who's next! ❤️
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cheesus-doodles · 1 year
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Twins for the Price of One
BFF Kawata Twins
Masterlist
Happy (extremely belated) Birthday to the Kawata Twins! First time I’m writing for them, hopefully their characterisation are fine! Dedicated to a friend >.> you know who you are
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“Kawata Nahoya! I can’t believe you!” You huffed, though as much as you would have like to have hands on your hips to give him a proper chastising, you were too busy threading them both through a mob of cotton candy blue hair sniffling up against your shirt. “A fight? On your birthday?!”
Said boy barely looked bothered, the usual shit-eating grin plastered all over his face doing little to hide to the smugness he was feeling over his win; both the Kawata twins knew it wasn’t anger in your tone. It was worry, as always, about them getting hurt in their little adventures. “They were being annoying, so we had to put them down of course.”
“Did you have to drag Souya in as well though?”
Ah, Nahoya see where this was going. So Angry was going to pretend he didn’t take part in the beatdown, even if both their uniforms were equally rumpled and dirtied; ah the things he do for his younger brother. "He needs to learn how to defend himself without crying,” the orange-haired boy insisted, though his twin was far from agreeing with him, refusing to look at his older brother, occupied with soaking in the affection you were giving him. You simply sighed, opting to wave away the issue - the Toman Fourth Division Captain was notoriously stubborn, and they knew they were already running late on the schedule you had planned to celebrate their birthdays.
Throwing your hands in the air, you gently hustled Souya away from you, only to stand and roughly wipe at the dirt smudges on Nahoya’s face with a handkerchief produced from the depths of your pocket, much to his chagrin. “At least tidy up before you come.”
“I’m clean enough!”
You rolled your eyes, ignoring his words in favour of turning to lead the way into the ramen shop, with Angry right on your heels looking much like a kicked puppy. “Come on, I’m starving.”
Lunch was a relatively quick affair, with the three of you eager to get on with the promise of a fun-filled day. It definitely helped that the chef was a grumpy man that both the Kawata twins were weary enough to thread lightly around - even delinquents knew better than to angry the hand that feeds them. Shuffling out back into the sunny afternoon with full stomachs and lively moods, you stretched, satisfied. "All right, where to next?"
"Don't you already have everything planned?" Nahoya teased, and this time Souya nodded along. They knew you never liked leaving home without a plan, and it seemed they were right again as you let out a laugh. They got you again.
"I did have plans to go to the arcade," you admitted, pulling out what looked like three IC cards, handing each of them one. "Topped it up as well, go wild."
Souya glanced between his card and the one you still held. "Can I have that one instead?"
"Already used it. Sorry, Souya."
Nahoya slapped his twin on the shoulder, before jerking a thumb and exclaiming. Everything suddenly made sense. "That's why your school bag's so fat!" If you hadn't been a second quicker in twisting yourself away and out of reach, the Toman Division Captain would have his grubby hands all over your bag. "Show, show! Whatcha win?"
"Your birthday presents okay?" Grumbling, you pulled out the two stuffed bears, one dressed in a duckie raincoat and the other a froggy raincoat, the two furry plush almost instantly being snatched up by the orange-haired boy. “Honestly, you two are more like my brothers than my friends sometimes.”
“Older or younger?” Nahoya hmmed and hawed, trying to decide between the two types. He liked them both pretty much equally, the delinquent mused, deciding to instead let his younger twin pick first. “I vote older. I always protect you at school.”
Souya agreed. "Older. We always fight off the bullies."
You smacked him over the head with yet another freshly won plushie produced from the depths of your bag. “Definitely younger because you sir are nothing but trouble.”
Nahoya sent a wink to his younger brother. But you weren't done yet, turning to smack the blue-haired boy as well. “And Souya, you too, don’t think I forgot you. Following this stupidhead into fights, what are you thinking? No one dares bully me to begin with.”
But turning away, it was hard for the two Kawata brothers to miss the smile that quirked your lips. “But happy Birthday to you boys, I suppose.” No doubt you certainly felt that on older sibling role some days more than others, having to look out for your two best friends and make sure they don't get themselves into too much trouble.
Nahoya grabbed one arm, and Souya the other in one smooth movement before you could react, and you blinked, gaping as the two begin frogmarching you down the street. "Enough moping about! Let's go!" Nahoya declared, his froggy-coated bear tucked firmly under his free arm. "I'll win something even bigger for you!"
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godisg4y · 2 years
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He's a 10, but-
Tokyo revengers
TMG edition
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A/n : please if u have any good ideas you'd like to add to my ones, pls reply them in the comments. I would LOVE to hear more of these, tyy
>Mikey, draken, mitsuya, chifuyu, takemitchi, baji, kazutora, smiley, angry, hakkai.
MIKEY
-He's a 10, but constantly bothers you to buy him food (mostly doyaraki)
-He's a 10 but talks about his motorcycle more like it's his gf than you 😭. "Ah, listen to my baby, isn't she so beautiful?" Mikey, it's a FUCKING BIKE.
-He's a 10 but sometimes he kills people and all his friends on a dark impulse lmfao
-sorry that was uncalled for, anyways
-He's a 10 but he falls asleep on you (or any surface really) CONSTANTLY. Like you just be ranting abt smth and realize you're not getting replies and when you look he's passed out next to you with a half eaten doyaraki in his mouth.
-it's a cute but seriously it's happened way too many times now, even in the weirdest places
- He's a 10 but almost burned down your kitchen trying to make ramen. Don't ask me how he managed that but he's not allowed in the kitchen anymore
-He's a 10 but makes wierd noises when he's bored. Like you just be chilling and this mf stars making pterodactyl noises???
-He's a 10 but you cannot watch a movie with him cause he constantly asks STUPID FUCKING QUESTIONS. Like idk if his brain just blanks or he gets sidetracked or what but it's irritating.
-"who's this one? Do we know him?" that's the Mc Mikey, it's abt him. "Didn't that guy die??" no that was his twin! "wtf there's 2 of them? Since when?" since the beginning-. "Oh, wait is that his gf???" no Mikey that's his mom "that's his mom?! No way, she's too hot" MIKEY!!
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DRAKEN
-He's a 10. Actually no, he's a 20. That's all. Thanks for comming to my Ted talk/ jk jk
- He's a 10 but has to constantly bend his body to walk through every single door in your place (or most places for that matter)
-He's a 10 but can't pick up on any social clues related to flirting. Like he immediately picks up on when his friends are sad or need help but try to flirt with this guy, all u get is a blank stare and a "wtf" reaction LMAO
-He's a 10 but his room sounds like a hanime at night 💀( it's Canon bc I say so now stfu)
-He's a 10 but enjoys jazz music??
-He's a 10 but went through a mid life crisis and decided to go bald at 27.
- DOrAkEgG-kun
-I can't think of anything else
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CHIFUYU
- He's a 10 but communicates his problems with his cat instead of you
- He's a 10 but rants to peke j about your dates with him like love struck schoolgirl (don't ask me how I know he does that, I just do)
-He's a 10 but cancels plans with stupid excuses bc he's scheduled his whole Saturday to reading manga. (me too bby.. Me too)
- He's a 10 but his favorite genre of anything is romance
- He's a 10 but only listens to breakup or crush related pop songs, not the passable ones, the kind that gets cringey af after you hear them constantly (like Olivia Rodrigo's)
- He's a 10 but sometimes he gives pick me Boi vibes, not the ones that would openly put others down but the type that like goes out of his way to seem likeable if he wants ur attention. Like he's only pick me-ish when it comes to you, not the vast majority.
-He's a 10 but despite being so cheerful and confident he's shy af when it comes to cute ppl / ones he likes. He has 0 game whatsoever likes he's super chill and fun with everyone but when it's his crush he goes braindead and awkward LMAOO
-He's a 10 but if he has a crush on you, he will 100% stare at you CONSTANTLY but never have the guts to talk to u.
- He's a 10 but religiously believes in big tiddie goth gf supremacy.
-unrelated to the post but I'm almost positive this guy is pansexual
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TAKEMITCHI
-He's actually like an 8 ngl, I don't make the rules. anyways
-He's a 10 but he got caught lacking TWICE
-jk jk, he's a 10 but sometimes he holds ur little brothers hand instead of yours 💀
-I'm sorry I'll stop. He's a ten but pretended to be a super hero all the way up till 8
-He's a 10 but he uses so much hair jel it's actually unhealthy
-He's a 10 but he thinks wearing baggy and sagging pants makes him cool
-He's a 10 but he accidentally called you mom once, we act like it never happened (not in a sexual way dw)
- He's a 10 but all his shoes look like they were popular in the 80's
-He's a 10 but his room gives the feeling of deadbeat father and a 5 yr old problem child in one (I can't explain this one)
- He's a 10 but he goes into a corner and plays that snake game on his flip phone in solitude whenever he feels socially awkward somewhere
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BAJI
-He's a 10 but tries to convince you to commit arson with him whenever he's bored
-He's a 10 but get random bursts of energy to litterally runs up to something then kick it. It's like this:
you're walking together
Monke sees action baji sees trash can
processing said trash can
*impulse activated*
run to trash can
kick as hard as humanly possible
niceeee
-He's a 10 but has a habit of doing the most regular things a little too aggressively, it's not really his fault cause it's not on purpose, it just happens. Like he accidentally slams doors and draws or places things down too roughly where it makes loud noises and ur a lil concerned ngl. (like glass bowls n shit)
-He's a 10 but uses two in one shampoo. Never does his hair either it just styles itself so perfectly like man.. fuck you
-He's a 10 but punches random guys for fun LMAO
-He's a 10 but pesters you for food like a 5 yr old, also he still likes his "Dino nuggies" but don't tell his friends that...or do, he doesn't care
-He's a 10 but his mom does all his, laundry and still tiddies his room whenever
- Not that he bothers her to do it for him, she just does
- He's a 10 but his mom is a fucking 20, don't @ me
- He's a 10 but he can't read...or spell. But we love him, precious dumbass <3
(Hey I'm baji, I'm 19 and I never fucking learned how to read)
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KAZUTORA
-He's a 10 but he constantly gaslights you for the most mundane things.
*takes off light*
*walks out and comes back in to se light on*
"Babe didnt I switch this off?"
"no it was just like this"
"Oh.."
-He's a 10 but if u mention his younger self hair style he'll threaten to hit u with a wrench (playfully ofc!...unless)
-He's a 10 but one time he accidentally killed his friends brother and went to juvie LMFAOO, life's just like that. It eez what it eez
- He's a 10 but uses the phrase "I went to jail once mother fucker I'm not scared to go again" almost everytime someone picks a fight with him
-He's a 10 but he's overly skeptical of ALL your friends and family. Like whenever u take him to your get togethers or family gatherings he just fucking sits there looking at everyone with the most judgmental expressions ever.
isn't that your "creepy uncle" who went to jail For smth?
Was it pedophilia?
Idk, he just looks like a pedo to me
WE GET IT BUT DON'T SAY SHIT SO OPENLY, PPL CAN HEAR YOU TORA 💀
-He's a 10 but gets genuinely upset when you borrow his jackets, like most guys find it cute and he's like "Hey that's mine! Give it back u rat!"
-He's a 10 but gives cringey emo boy/anime villian worthy speeches about life whenever you two argue
-He's a 10 but had a crush on one of his teachers a time
-He's a 10 but he has daddy issues... And mommy issues... And just issues in general
-He's a 10 but tells you the most weirdest conspiracy theories he has. About the government, aliens, lizard ppl, the pyramids, the Bermuda triangle, everything.
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MITSUYA
-He's a fucking 20+. Fight me
-there is litterally no fault in this man. He is perfection.
-OK fine, he's a 10 but somehow goes through episodes of depression and workaholicness in one like?? Pick a struggle, just one
- He's a 10 but his beard/ mustache started growing when he was only 14
- It causes it to grow very quickly now so if he goes a day without shaving u will see a little stubble there lmaoo
-He's a 10 but organizes your shit for you the same way he does for his sisters lmaoo. I guess it's just a force of habit
-Like he'll notice a few of your stationery scattered around your desk and he's already re-organizing everything.
-He's a 10 but he steals your plushies to practice his sewing skills.
-Makes mini sweaters and clothes for your them, and whenever you can't find them and ask, they're in takashi's room "modeling" as he claims
-He's a 10 but he makes your family love him more than they love you without even trying. Like fuck you omg
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NAHOYA (smiley)
-He's a 10, but he tries to "play" fight you every single time you two are left alone together.
-like the others would go inside McDonald's to order food and then come back out to find you two acting out some sort of fake karate moves on each other
-you also beat up eachothers shadows and act like ur getting hurt 💀
-He's a 10 but you have to LITTERALLY beg and plead with him to not murder guys who catcall you. He still throws hands left n right tho
-He's a 10 but he sends u the most random shit at 4 in the morning. And when I say random, I mean RANDOM
- He's a 10 but calls you "bro, dude and bruh" as affectionate nicknames
-He's a 10 but never wears matching socks. Like it's become a habit now to just grab whichever ones are closest and he honestly does not care. "whatever they can't see my socks anyways"
-they can. But according to him it's a fashion statement
-He's a 10 but brings his little brother to your dates sometimes
-then gets jealous when u give souya more attention than him. But who can blame you? We Stan our blueberry little bean. Must protecc
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SOUYA (angry)
-He's a 10...actually he's like a 12 tbvh
-He's a 10, but sometimes he treats you more like a mom or big sister than his actual s/o 💀
-He's a 10, but he gets lost easily, so he clings to your arm like a fucking koala EVERY time ur in public together
-he also follows you around like a lost puppy, EVERYWHERE. Mf waits outside the washroom untill ur done-
-He's a 10 but he MUST. ALWAYS. be the little spoon when cuddling, ALWAYS. (I see this as an absolute win)
-He's a 10 but he has a habit of stealing your blanket in the middle of this night and discarding his own? Or if it's one blanket he just hogs all in his sleep.
-mfs lucky he's so cute otherwise I would've started throwing hands for this shii long ago.
-He's a 10 but he just can't make decisions for himself istg. He will ponder everything for 10 minutes, not decide, ask your opinion and when u give him it he always goes with your opinion. I mean that's nice but sweetie... Think for yourself atleast sometimes T-T
-He's a 10 but he once thought his big brother liked you so he tried to ignore your very existence lmfao but nahoya thought it was his way of being awkward with you. Untill a day he found him crying about it and got the real reason
(proceeded to explain that he didn't like you like that and you're like "one of his homies". Also helped him get closer with you)
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HAKKAI
-He's a 10 but he's more romantically interested in mitsuya than you, his s/o
- I'm joking, I'm joking... not really we all know it's true
-Also he's not a 10, he's a 100. I will fist fight anyone who disagrees
-He's a 10 but he's super awkward around any other female or femmine like person except you (if ur a gorl) and yuzuha to the point where he seems rude
-He's a 10 but similar to souya he also can't really make desicions on his own so he just uses yours
-He's a 10 but he acts more like your lil bro that u look after rather than a bf. It just happens cause you're so close with yuzuha and u guys are always treating him like your precious baby that he just automatically reacts like that.
Walking together
-He's a 10 but he sees you kinda like a sugar mommy. Despite being rich, he just likes the feeling of when u get him the things he wants and he knows u like getting him things so there's no problem with asking, not that he ever has to ask bc the second u see him interested in smth ur already getting it for him.
Sees cute Keychain
Oh! Y/nn~ look at that panda chain! Its so cute
*immediately buys him said Keychain*
-He a 10 but he has actual mommy issues and needs you to take care of those needs for him. Which is why he feels so nice when u get him things and do stuff for him. Always making sure he's okay and showering him in affection. He feels the most loved like that.
-He's a 10 but has a, picture of his soulmate "best friend" as his wallpaper and not you
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lightupmyass · 29 days
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Drive Me Fucking Crazy
Pairing: Nahoya Kawata x OC (Unmei or reader)
Warnings: Slight aggression, little bit of angst, little bit of make up sex, established relationship, possessiveness, lots of dirty talk, slight breeding at the end, rough, Nahoya just being dirty and making her know she belongs to him
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It had been two weeks. Two weeks since he touched her. Her overly sexual boyfriend never went this long without kissing her, groping her, or pinching her to tease her. It made her scared that she might be the problem, maybe he just wasn’t in love with her, maybe she was ugly now or something like that. She’d looked at herself in the mirror a million times, wondering what it might be. Maybe he was bored of her? Maybe she was too plain looking? It could’ve been a million things, she couldn’t possibly pick just one thing. But, an idea formed in her head that she figured might work. She went out and bought the cutest little lingerie set, a pretty pale peach color with lace and a matching sheer robe with a silky ribbon to tie it together. She was sure this would work, make him at least look at her. She felt confident, twirling in the mirror and feeling good about herself. And when she heard the door open, she knew it was her chance, peaking out from their bedroom door as she watched him walk in, a smile creeping into her lips.
“Fuck!” He shouted, throwing his backpack at the wall before roughly tugging his hat of, trying to rip his hair tie on it and groaning in frustration when it got tangled, as it always did. “Dammit!” He yelled, trying to yank it out. Her smile faded, realizing that it was another fruitless night as she sighed, opening the door and walking over, dejected. “Hey, let me help. You’re gonna rip your hair out.” She said softly, reaching up to stop his hands. He huffed, going over to sit on the couch so she could carefully untangle it from behind, crossing his arms like a child as he grumbled. “Stupid fucking curls. Always get stuck in shit and ruin fucking everything.” He groaned. She finally got it out, patting the top of his head softly as he kept ranting about how much he hated his hair. At this point, she already knew her plan had failed, so if she was going to have to sit through another night of him either venting or ignoring her completely, she was going to get through it drunk. She grabbed some whiskey and two glasses, putting ice in them and setting them on the coffee table, pouring the amber liquid into them and handing him one as she sat down next to him, downing hers in one gulp and pouring more. He also drank it in one gulp, getting up and sighing. “I’m going to shower.” He said, the grin he always wore contrasting the dark, irritated tone in his voice as he left her by herself with the alcohol.
It was hopeless, no matter what, she knew tonight was not going to be the night, and she didn’t know what else she could do to get him to even look at her. He hadn’t even looked at the outfit she got, and it made her see red. She went through so much to look cute so he would at least acknowledge her, and he couldn’t even spare her a glance? The longer he spent in the bathroom, the more she was able to drink until the room started swaying a bit. When the bathroom door opened, she was already lost in a trance as she watched the TV silently, Nahoya sitting down next to her and huffing as he towel dried his hair. She was hyper aware of the fact he was shirtless, smelling nice and fresh from his shower, skin still warm as she unconsciously reached out for his arm, trailing her fingernails along his skin. “Mm…you smell good…” She hummed, resting her head on his shoulder. “Well duh, I just fucking showered. You’re drunk. You’re too warm.” He mumbled, pushing her off of him. Her jaw dropped, lips forming a pout as she put her hand over his, placing it on her bare thigh and moving it up and down. “Baby, just tell me what’s wrong. Every night you come home and you’re so mad, I just want to help you feel better. Can’t you just look at me at least?” She begged, pushing her breasts together with her arms, hoping that’d get his attention. “Jesus fuck, can I not have some time to myself? I busy my ass all fucking day at the shop, gotta cook all the food by myself, I just want some peace and fucking quiet when I get home. Is that really too much to fucking ask?” He huffed, tearing his hand away from her, still not even looking at her.
She was frozen. The shock and pain she felt from his words were enough to send her over the edge, jaw tightening as she got up. “Fine. I’m going to bed. Fucking stupid. Should’ve known better than to think you’d actually fucking give a shit.” She huffed, getting up and bending over a bit to grab the bottle and take it with her. Those words, that was the final snap for him, making him look at her and finally see what she was wearing, her ass on full display in front of his face. But, he couldn’t pay attention to that when her words struck a nerve. “The fuck is that supposed to mean?” He asked, titling his head to the side as he looked up at her. “Nothing. It means fucking nothing. Good night.” She sighed, turning to walk away.
“Nah nah nah, we ain’t doin’ that.” He tsked, keeping her in place, still bent over as he stood up, putting his hands on her hips. “Hoya, let go.” She grumbled, trying to stand up and wiggle out of his grasp. However, he put his hand between her shoulder blades and pushing her back down, her back arching as she pressed back into him due to her lack of balance. “What’s all this, huh? You put all this on to give me a little show? What, you go a couple days without my dick and you turn into a bitch?” He hummed, his eyes scanning over her back, watching the way her ass jiggled when he pulled it back harshly against him, making her yelp. “Let go of me! It hasn’t been days, it’s been weeks. Too fucking busy all the time to even look at me, so if you won’t play with me, I’ll go do it myself.” She huffed, struggling against him. He laughed loudly, pulling her up and turning her around. ‘You’re gonna go do it yourself, huh? That’s what you think? Fine, let’s go.” He taunted, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the bedroom, flinging her onto the bed. “Hoya! What the hell?” She cried out, scooting to the top of the bed as he leaned against the dresser, crossing his arms. “You wanna do it yourself, go right ahead. I bet you can’t even make yourself cum, let alone cum as hard as you do when I fuck you.” He said, his signature smile fading a bit as his eyes opened slightly, peering at her with slight malice. The fact that he had the audacity, that he could stand there so confidently, like she can only feel pleasure from him, that made her even angrier, making her get up and try to push him to the side to get into the dresser. “Move.” She huffed, nudging him. When he wouldn’t budge, she threw her hands in the air, engraved at this point. “Nahoya, move so I can fucking get my shit!” She shouted, the shit eating grin coming back. “Nope. You don’t get to use those. You said you’d go fuck yourself, toys aren’t allowed.” He told her, making her gasp. “That’s not fucking fair! Fuck you, Nahoya! Such a fucking ass!” She shouted, turning around.
“No, you know what’s not fucking fair? What’s not fair is that I have to bust my ass all day every day just to come home and have you instantly clinging to me! Do you know how fucking annoying it feels to just want to shower and relax and you’re glued to my side? When I come home, I just want to clean all the nasty shit off me and you won’t stop fucking touching me!” He admitted, her heart sinking as she sat on the edge of the bed. “What, do you think I just sit around and do nothing all day? I work too, you know. And when I come home, I wanna relax too, and I want to help you relax.” She told him, making him scoff. “Being Mitsuya’s assistant isn’t fucking work. That’s not hard. You sit around and watch him work and make coffee. You don’t actually do anything, that’s not a real fucking job.” He spat, making her gasp. “Are you fucking serious? I schedule events, I call people every day, I research, I do fucking everything except the designing in that studio! You know what? I’m fucking done.” She huffed, going to the closet. “What do you mean you’re done? I’m still fucking talking to you.” He shouted as she shook her head. “I’m done talking to you. If you wanna bitch and whine about me just trying to help you, then I won’t anymore. You can have your fucking alone time. I’m out of here.” She huffed, throwing clothes into a bag. She wasn’t sure where she was going, but she sure as hell wasn’t going to stay here and be told that he hated the way she tried to show him affection.
His head was fuming, his heart hurting as he watched her pack. He couldn’t let her leave, there was no way. How could he give her the attention she needs when he was too exhausted after each work day? How could she even think about leaving him after everything he’s done for her? He loved her, for fucks sake, and all he asked for was a couple of minutes to himself when he got home, and now she’s fucking leaving him over that? No way, he wasn’t going to let that happen. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew it’d been far too long since he’d had the energy to give her what she needed, but he had the energy today, and he was going to use it, especially now that blood was pumping in every part of his body, especially where he needed it to. Hands were on her hips in an instant, pulling her back as she dropped the clothes, her body jolting upright as she felt him pressing into her, his cock hard in his pajama shorts. “Let go.” She huffed, her chest heaving as she tried to ignore it and stay mad, the alcohol making her hyper focus on it instead. “Aw, what’s the matter? You’re just gonna walk out on me? Dressed like that? You really think I’m gonna let anyone see MY baby dressed like that?” He hummed, trailing his hand over the front of her body, starting at her throat to lean her head back against his shoulder and moving down, over her breasts and down her tummy until it slipped between her thighs, pressed tight together. “This is what you’re so mad about, ain’t it? That I haven’t touched you, that I haven’t been dicking you down every night lately? So, if I fuck you, you’ll shut the fuck up, right?” He asked, his lips right next to her ear, her eyebrows furrowing as she tried to focus not in the way the unusual baritone in his voice gave her goosebumps and more on the fact that he was still acting like an ass. “You don’t get it. Just let me go, Hoya.” She pouted, tilting her head to the side as she felt his lips brush over her skin.
Her words fueled him, they way she said to let her go even though he could hear the breathlessness in her voice, the way he could just know her eyelids fluttered shut as she trembled under his touch. “I don’t get it, huh? I think I do, though. Pretty baby’s just so fucking needy that she can’t handle a couple weeks so her man can start up his dream business? That right?” He hummed, moving them slowly to the edge of the bed and bending her over, his hand flat on her back as he rubbed against her. “Just so fucking cock hungry that she had to buy this little get up just so she could tempt me to stuff her little pussy so full, isn’t that right? It’s pretty. Like this lil ribbon.” He chuckled, pulling the silk out off and grabbing her wrists, holding them behind her back and tying them together. “Hoya, what are you-ow!” She squealed as his hand slapped against her ass, so hard it left a small print. “Fuck, you drive me fucking crazy, you know that? Piss me off one second and make me hard the next. Feel it? Ain’t this what you’ve been wanting, baby?” He taunted, rubbing against her core as she stood on her tiptoes, eyes rolling back at the friction. She couldn’t help the way her body shook as he brushed up against her just right, burying her face in the blankets to muffle the whimper she couldn’t hold back. “Yeah, this is what you fucking want. Just say it and I’ll give it to ya. Say ‘I was only a bitch because I wanted your dick.’ And you’ll get it.” He laughed, her eyes widening. “I am not being a-ah! Fuck!” She yelped, lurching forward as he thrust hard against her, hearing their skin slap as her backside bounced against his abdomen. “Fuck! Okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please, Hoya, I just wanna feel you, I wanna be close to you, wanna show you how much I love you. That’s all I wanted to do. Just wanted to love you.” She whimpered, holding back a sob as tears started staining the blanket. He stood still as he looked down at her, frowning as he heard the little hiccups. He moved them a bit, arching her back more and pulling himself out of his pants, lining up with her entrance and rubbing over it, thankful she gets wet when she’s drunk.
He leaned forward, slipping his hand around her neck and pulling her up against him and gripping her throat, gently as he pushed into her, hearing her moan loudly next to his ear as he sunk all the way in. He groaned low, his head falling forward as his fingers found their way to her lips, slipping into her mouth as her tongue swirled around them. He pulled out with a shaky breath before giving an experimental thrust, making her moan again as her mouth hung open with his fingers still on her tongue. “Fuck, that’s it. Pussy’s always so good for me. Feel so fucking good, baby.” He moaned, kissing her cheeks and he started moving, sliding in and out of her. Her brain instantly went numb, eyes rolled back and drool leaking from her tongue as she moaned uncontrollably. She knew she was needy, but she didn’t know just a few thrusts after so long would have her seeing stars already. He didn’t want to admit it, but he missed the way she clamped around him, the vice grip she always had around him, milking him for all he’s worth. “Okay, you’re right, it’s been too fucking long, shit! Ah, feel so good, baby. So fucking good. Love it when you, oh fuck, that’s it.” He moaned as she wiggled her ass back against him, squeezing tighter and sucking on his fingers. “Just like that. Doing so good for me, sweetheart. Always take this cock so fucking good, fucking takin’ it like a champ.” He groaned, licking behind her ear as he picked up the pace, the sound of their skin and the movement of the bed bouncing off the walls.
Nahoya let go of her, letting her collapse onto the bed in favor of watching the mesmerizing ripples of her ass cheeks as he slammed into her, gripping and massaging the flesh as he twitched inside of her. Unmei raised onto her tiptoes, knowing just how to get the best angle to have him hit the perfect spot inside and make her feel the best. This is exactly what she needed, after weeks of failed attempts to get off with her hand and the little vibrator they kept, all she needed was him, she always knew that. Nahoya wasn’t doing much better, already out of breath with sputtering hips. His moans were loud, Nahoya grabbing his shirt and pulling it up to bite down on the fabric, needing to get a better view of the way her pussy swallowed his fat cock so eagerly, the shaft coming out shiny and dripping in her arousal each time he pulled out. If he could keep this sight on replay for the rest of his life, he would. He felt a little bad that he went so long without touching her, but with the way she was pushing back on him, eager to please and take him, would it be so bad if he did it more often? Was he really that toxic?
“Hoya~! Feels so good. So good. Of fuck.” She babbled, shushing her face into the mattress to hide the loud whine she let out. He let his jaw go slack to drop his shirt, moaning and laughing. “I know, babe. Feels real fuckin’ good. Shit, pussy of yours is to die for.” He agreed, maneuvering her around how he wanted. He flipped her onto her side, one leg over his shoulder and the other dangling to the sides he spread her open, reaching up to pull the top of her dress down and expose her bouncing tits. She gasped and moaned, throwing her head back as he pinched and squeezed her breast, letting him take over the thrusts as she laid back and took it, the pace picking up along with the squelching sounds. “Pretty fucking dress. Pretty fucking pussy. My pretty girl. All mine, right? Can’t walk out on me, I’m all you fuckin’ need. No one else gets to see you like this ever. Right?” The possessive tone was driving her insane. She loved it when he got jealous, when he wanted her to know she was his. She gulped and nodded, looking up at him with lust and love swirling in her hazel eyes as she grabbed his wrist. “All yours. No one else. Promise. Just you. Only for you.” She assured him, giving him her signature sweet smile. He gave her the same, dragging his hand down her torso and pressing his thumb to her clit. “Damn right, all mine. That’s my baby.” He chuckled, happier than ever as her walls fluttered around him.
He was fast, rough, rubbing cycles into her bud until she could feel her body trembling, the waves of pleasure surfing through her and making her toes curl. “Oh fuck. Shit! Hoya! Go faster, ‘m almost, ah!” Nahoya flipped her back over again, moving her up the bed a bit so he could climb on, kneeling behind her and slipping back in. He grabbed her arms, pulling her up off the mattress so she only had her knees and his strength to keep her upright. “Faster? Want it fast and hard, huh? Just wanna be fucked dumb on this dick, that right?” He asked, keeping himself completely buried and not moving waiting for her to beg. Unmei nodded, choking on a sob as her high faded away, much to her dismay. “Please! Please, Hoya, wan’ it so bad. Just wanna cum, please, baby.” She whined, wiggling her hips again to encourage him to keep going. He smiled, dropping her back onto the bed and putting his hands on her back, making her arch more. “Alright alright, I GUESS I’ll be nice. Just make sure you cum hard and scream my name, kay?” He laughed, not wasting any more time before thrusting hard again.
The brutal pace had her vision going blurry, each snap of his hips making the headboard hit the wall, sure to deepen the dents already there. “Shit! Ah, fuck! That’s it, baby. Take it. I know you can. Gonna fill you up for being so good. Want that?” He asked, laughing when she babbled incoherently. She could barely even hear him, the pleasure too much and making her ears ring, the moans and whimpers the only sounds leaving her lips. “Dumb already? Guess you really love my cock that much. No one else can make you feel this good. Only me. I’m the only one that gets to cream these insides.” He couldn’t help it, just seeing her try to walk out earlier sent him feral, he had to make sure she knew no one else could make her feel the way he does. Even though she already knew it, he couldn’t ever let her forget.
He knew all the telltale signs, her walls clamping and fluttering around him, her hips rocking back shamelessly, pretty manicured nails digging into the comforter. She was leaking, her essence dripping down her thighs as the wet, nasty sounds of her pussy got even louder, driving him wild. It was making it easier to move faster, his hips snapping at almost an inhuman pace until her moans turned into loud gasps, screams as she reached back to grab his wrist. He watched as she turned her head to the side, her mouth hung open as she cried out, pussy squeezing the life out of him as she came hard. “Fuck! Holy fucking shit! Cumming!” He groaned, slamming into her one more time before he let himself go, slipping so deep inside of her he hoped it’d never come out. Maybe she’d learn her lesson then.
Nahoya collapsed on top of her, her legs falling as they laid together and caught their breath, his weight on top of her soothing. He sighed, rolling onto his side and spooning her, keeping himself nuzzled inside of her as he grew soft to keep everything from leaking out, wrapping an arm around her and kissing her neck and shoulders. Unmei’s eyelids fluttered shut as she smiled and giggled, placing her hand over hers as she relaxed. “Don’t ever make me wait that long again.” She breathed out, the vibration of his laugh making her heart flutter. “Aw, you really need me that bad, Angel?” He teased, Unmei slapping his hand. “I know, I know. I won’t, promise. Need you too bad for that. Love you, baby.” He cooed, kissing her ear lobe. “Love you too. Now, get off so I can go clean up.” She insisted, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. But, he kept her firm in his arms, clicking his tongue. “Nah, don’t think so. Wanna stay just like this.” He shook his head, only moving to have her face him while still keeping himself inside. That was the main thing he wanted, to stay snug and warm in her pussy, make sure all of him stayed tucked inside. Unmei didn’t really mind, she liked the intimacy of it, but Nahoya was definitely letting his toxic and possessive side get the best of him in that moment. If it meant keeping her around forever, one kid wouldn’t hurt, right?
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okkotsuus · 11 months
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for the event could you do #14 w Nahoya
kiss prompt #14 with smiley (tr) !
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features: nahoya k.
contents: kissing. strangers to lovers. fighting. bruises. harassment. tripping. 0.3k words.
three-hundred event
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nahoya sees you getting some crap from lower ranked toman members, guys who joined just for the clout. that's when he first meets you. he sees you getting ready to take care of it yourself, but he feels that he must step in himself, especially since those guys were a part of his division.
"now, now, what's goin' on here?" his voice is lilted in strained anger, though the close-eyes smile never once leaves his face. you watch as the group of delinquents immediately turn and begin to try to reason with him. pathetically.
"captain, they're on our turf!"
"they gave me a funny look!"
"i just don' like 'em."
nahoya just sort of stands there before lunging and punching all three of them square in the jaw in one fell swoop. it was pretty impressive. while they were running away, holding their newly bruised faces, one of them tripped you.
you surged forwards and nearly fell, if it weren't for a pair of arms catching you against a sturdy chest. you look up at awe, meeting his peach-like eyes, which had finally opened.
the two of you just stared at each other for a moment before his mouth split into another wide grin, breaking the silence
"this is the part where you're meant to kiss me."
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nxtsnw · 2 years
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LET'S RECREATE THIS PAINTING!
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♤ a.n.: hey! It's been a long time since my last post, I'd like to do an ask game but my block doesn't help:( BUT I came up with this idea, so I really hope you like it. If this doesn't flop I'm pretty sure i will make a pt.2 cause i loved writing this.
♤ characters: nahoya, inui, rindou
♤ genre: fluff
♤ warning: //
♤ summary: I think the title is self-explanatory. However, imagine being on a gallery date with them and suddenly you see that painting and end up recreating it.
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NAHOYA KAWATA
It took you weeks to convince Nahoya to come with you to the newly opened art gallery in your city. He decided to join you thereafter noticing how much you cared.
He'd never been there before, so he went to ask Souya for fashion advice. In the end, he wore light gray jeans and a turtleneck sweater, which he thought was both elegant and casual. On his brother's advice, he also added black nail polish and matching earrings.
It was lovely to see him standing in front of your house, with his trademark smile, ready to take you to the gallery for your date. You were dressed nicely as well, and he managed to make you blush by beginning to compliment you subtly.
It was a lovely spring day, and the scents of the blossoming flowers accompanied you on your journey to the gallery. You clung to his back as he went faster and faster because, having arrived late, you were running late. Fortunately, the location was not far away, and you were able to enter as soon as you arrived, as you had wisely reserved.
There were several people, including couples and families. Though Nahoya had the instinct to take you by the hand to prevent anyone from ruining your date, because, in his eyes, you remained the most beautiful work of art among all those contained there. 
Nahoya didn't know much about art, but seeing you smile and experiencing all of your joy was what made him the happiest. He listened intently as you described the features and stories behind the paintings. He nodded now and then, attempting to interpret what he saw in those works in his own words.
It was funny to listen to him speak and then tease him about the thoughts that ran through his head. After a few pieces, you came to a halt in front of the exhibition's centerpiece: Francesco Hayez's The Kiss.
After a while, Nahoya rejoined you and took your hand again, while you were enchanted to observe all the details of the painting.   You knew the story behind it, but seeing it in person was a completely different experience. Nahoya didn't understand what you saw as beautiful in that painting, but when he turned to look at you, he saw the sparkles in your eyes and decided to surprise you that day.
He gently took your hips in his hands, turned you towards him, and pressed his lips against yours. For a brief moment, his chapped lips met yours, and everything else about him vanished. You clung to him a little tighter to avoid falling for the sudden gesture, and he grabbed your face with one hand.
Then, all of a sudden, a click and a flash brought you back to reality. You'd been photographed by someone. You took a break and went in search of the one who had captured that magical moment. She was a nine-year-old girl on a school trip, and your photo was now in her camera, with the painting you were looking at as a background: and you, who perfectly imitated the subjects of the same painting. As your boyfriend approached the little girl to take her picture, you immediately blushed. But, before he stole her camera, you approached him, and luckily, you were able to speak with the teacher first, allowing you to obtain that photo as well.
It's still the photo that Nahoya keeps in the back of his phone, and every time he looks at it, memories of that happy day come flooding back, cheering the young peach-colored boy's heart.
INUI SEISHU
You two had a habit of going to galleries as soon as your schedules allowed. You and Inui had been friends for a long time, but on that particular day, your friendship took an unexpected turn. You were in the park beneath your house, as usual, and you were finally able to agree to go to that art gallery you had been looking forward to for so long.
Also, there would be a secret painting, so your curiosity won over you, so you bought your tickets, and a few days later you were waiting in line to enter. You two had a tradition of wearing matching but not obvious outfits, so you were perfectly matched even on that cold winter day. You wore a stunning sky blue ensemble, and his accessories matched; he wore red-hued clothing, and your accessories echoed those hues. Also, Inui was keeping your hand in his pocket, claiming that it would keep them warm, so everyone would have mistaken you for a couple.
There was no malice in his actions or your thoughts, but your hearts had almost inevitably sped up in unison and no one had opened their mouths until you entered. Despite your intense curiosity, you held off on going straight to the painting whose name had not been revealed as soon as you walked in. You came to a stop several times to look at different paintings, and you were almost always enchanted by Inui's voice as he spoke to you about paintings.
You may have focused on his rosy lips or his eyes, which lit up with every word he spoke, but I didn't give it much thought and carried on with the visit as if nothing had happened. As a result, you've arrived at the much-anticipated painting. You were holding hands when you got in front of it, and neither of you realized it. The painting was Francesco Hayez's Kiss.
You turned to Inui with a look of amazement on your face, and he did the same instinctively. Something like an imaginary force came up behind you and lightly pushed you, and your mouths locked in a kiss. Like puzzle pieces, your lips fit together perfectly. To make the kiss last a little longer, he took your face in his hands. He whispered that he loved you as soon as you left, and you told him too.
You would have stared at each other for years if a girl hadn't approached you shyly and touched your arm. She explained to you, in hushed tones, that you two had kissed just as she was photographing the painting, and that in that picture, you two were strikingly similar to the subjects of the painting in the background
She apologized if she sounded inappropriate, but it is thanks to her that that photo is still available on social media platforms, and Inui keeps it printed on his bedroom bedside table.
...hoping that one day you'll both be looking at it in your house together.
RINDOU HAITANI
It was now 6 pm and the art gallery would soon be closed, but you still didn't see your boyfriend and you hadn't received any of your calls or texts answered. Resigned that even that date would be ruined for your boyfriend's job, you were about to walk into the house when you heard a distant voice calling your name. Ran was driving a car and beside him was Kokonoi with an apparently annoyed look. Before you could ask anything, Koko explained that Rindou was in the back seat finishing changing for your date while Sanzu had been tasked with preventing the art gallery from closing before your arrival.
You were so amazed that you only opened your voice, and no words came out. Before you could even realize what you were told, Ran urged you to get into the car where you found Rindou who was clearly arguing with his tie as he didn't understand how to set it on. You smiled to see your boyfriend with messy hair, while he was concentrating on tying his tie, only wearing one shoe, and with his shirt still untied. You got into the car and sat next to him; when he noticed he looked up and his cheeks blushed. He tried to mutter something and looked away. Just then the car pulled away at full speed and you were there in no time. On the way, you also helped him tie his tie… Once again Ran invited you to get out of the car and then parked saying that he would wait for Sanzu.
Meanwhile, the pink-haired boy was arguing with the guard over not closing the tunnel. (I don't think we need to explain the manners, let's just say that he had succeeded splendidly in his intent of him.)
As soon as Sanzu saw you he smiled at you, winked at Rindou, and went to the car that was waiting for him.
You and your boyfriend haven't had a chance to talk since you saw each other, but before you could, the guard stopped you and asked you to hurry as closing time was long past.
You apologized as Rindou snubbed him and quickly entered the gallery. The place was entirely dedicated to you two. Not all the lights were on, but the paintings were perfectly visible. Rindou took your hand and gave him a kiss on the cheek hoping to be forgiven in this way. But you had already forgotten everything, in the end, you were having one of the most beautiful evenings ever.
While you were intent on observing the paintings he unconsciously continued to shift his gaze towards you. As you were fascinated by those works of art, he was fascinated and hopelessly in love with you.
Passing from one painting to another, you came to the masterpiece of that exhibition: The Kiss by Hayez. Rindou hadn't even realized it, but at that precise moment, you turned to him; while he was already looking at you. You started to approach, and he cut the distance between your faces and between your lips, which joined in a romantic kiss.
And although apparently, no one had taken a picture of you, only later did you discover that a camera had captured the whole scene and in Bonten's studio the whole group was celebrating for having managed to save your date. Nobody ever explained to you how Rindou had that picture, which he still keeps as the background of his phone, to always remember that magical autumn night.
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atarathegreat · 7 months
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After the Tokyo Revengers sibling headcanons, i’ve been thinking abt something. What abt the same characters you did the headcannons for(especially Takuya), but if their older sibling was ACTUALLY a gang leader??
The reader as a gang leader? Sounds like the perfect thing to me! Just know, a ton of these guys are obnoxious.
Ran and Rindou Haitani
Give up on free time
They want to hear all about the fight you were in
Was it a huge gang fight? Did you kill someone? Did you die?
Bring your kid siblings to work day every day that they don't have their own gang activities
Your guys know better than to fight with the brothers, either they'd get it from you or from Ran/Rindou
and god help them if they tried talking shit about anything you decided
they started an all out brawl during a meeting you were holding
you only watched, waiting until most of your guys were knocked sideways before you stopped them
It wasn't your proudest thought, but you knew you were the reason they joined a gang
Nahoya and Souya Kawata
Nahoya is trying to fight you all the time
sleep? No. Nahoya jumping from your closet to attack you when you relax
Souya, often times, is able to warn you and you can throw Hoya around a little
You're constantly helping them with tips on how they can be better captain/vice captain. Souya is the one whose asked, while Hoya pretends he isn't listening
you were there when Souya lost his cool, and you stressed to Nahoya every time they left "do not let him get overwhelmed."
of course you send your vice commander to check on them, it's a visit that Mikey and Draken know about and approve every time
Mitsuya Takashi
considers himself lucky that he has help with Mana and Luna, you didn't have any and you had the girls plus him to take care of
he didn't mind you running off when you needed, he understood the gang responsibilities
you often try to plan your stuff around his duties if you can, though sometimes there is a bump in the road
You used to give him rides on your motorcycle, you're the reason he rides often
Mikey allows you to show up for some of the meetings, since you like to be informed of what's going on in the turf next to yours, besides, it's good to have a relationship with the other gangs
if you're in the area of a fight between Toman and another gang, you make your guys stop and you all watch, making sure that once it's over everyone is okay and patched up
You scold Mitsuya while you wrap him up, slapping bandages on a little rougher than needed
"You do the same thing?" "I'm older! It's different!"
Please, for the love of everything on earth, ask him to mend your clothes after a fight. He wants to help.
Chifuyu Matsuno
He's trying to flaunt it in school
Drags you to see Baji, whose overly unimpressed
You like his friend, even though he's a smartass
your gang is never left alone, Toman always wants to fight
Not Draken though, behind the scenes he is trying to form an alliance
If Chifu needs help, you hurry to his aid. No one hurts him but you
Chifuyu had come home beaten once, you hunted the guys down and made them wish they never even crossed paths with him
he does the same for you, even though your gang had already handled it
you've definitely drop kicked Chifuyu while growing up
Draken
constant fights between you and the working ladies over your gang members coming around
growing up, Draken would try to keep you from arguing with them, but as a third year he'd come out of his room and just swing at you
that's a whole new problem for the brothel, aside from the cheers your guys are screaming
"Shut up, brothel boy!" "Says you, ya' titty watching bike rider!"
its funny to everyone but you two, who end up on the floor with bloody noses, he learned to fight from you after all
you'd do anything for him though, even dismantle your group
(OG timeline) when Kenny died you only slept in his room, only wore his kimono shirts, only visited his grave, there was no more of you being a leader
(Past) When Emma was killed you went with him to the funeral, gave Mikey your condolences, and waited for your brother. you even took it upon yourself to send guys to check on Toman turf and keep losers from moving in on it
You taught him and Mikey, alongside Shinichiro, how to fix a bike.
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smolstardvst · 1 year
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pfpanimes · 6 months
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⌕ tokyo revengers - ep 38.
like or reblog if you save/use.
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mitsuyeaah · 1 year
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POV: you’re looking at the best sibling duo in tr
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bananapapers · 8 months
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Lover Dearest
Nahoya Kawata x GN Reader
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WARNINGS: literally none, very slight angst like very very very slight, fluff, sweetness, like tooth rotting fluff, reader and Nahoya r so in love I'm sick. Nahoya grown is such a sweet boy. Not beta’d we die like men, no physical describers (i think), no pronoun use
Summary: When his sadness hits, what better to do than surprise your loving boyfriend with flowers - which are named after him.
w/c:1k
A/N: Aster flowers are a symbol of love, baby’s breath means everlasting love, and white carnations mean innocence and pure/sweet love :)  (i love flower language)
Its 5am. I need sleep. this is from my last ask :)
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Nahoya didn't often do things for himself you realized. Though you did adore the fact that Nahoya despite his abrasive personality he is very much a selfless person, you wished he would just do something for himself for once. 
Which is how you got here. At a flower shop. Your beloved had seemed down the last few weeks, and regardless of your semi-regular reminders that you're there for him as well, he didn't really open up to you. Nothing past a simple “I know precious, but I'm really just fine.” You, of course, understand that there are definitely some things he doesn't like talking about often, like his violent past or the less savory parts of his mind, but you think sometimes he doesn't realize that he isn't alone. 
Browsing through flowers you kept thinking about how these ones needed to be special. Something meaningful. Being versed in the old plant language was useful, but really only when the person receiving the flowers knows what they mean.. And bless your pretty boy's soul, he does not understand it at all. While you could give him a pretty bouquet of aster, baby’s breath, and white carnations, that is not special enough for your liking right now. And only you would understand what the meaning was..
While staring at the roses and tulips, you thought back to when you did a research paper on native plants in Japan. You got a sudden idea and grinned to yourself, thinking about how perfect your newly brewed plan is. All you had to do was talk to the clerk about something very special and then your plan will be in motion.
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When you got home, you immediately started setting up your little surprise for ‘Hoya, placing the small pot full of the pretty greenery that you had picked up and then filling up a vase for the smaller bouquet of baby's breath and lavender that you had also gotten. Setting everything up on the counter of your shared apartment kitchen  so when Hoya came home from the ramen shop he would see them immediately. You had also managed to get a bag of his favorite chocolates that you know he's been craving for awhile and set them up in between the pot and the vase. 
Stepping back you looked at your work and nodded in approval. The potted plant had waxy leaves and pretty pale pink flowers that grow in clusters similar to hydrangeas. The flowers were simple but they were shaped like stars, which made you smile and cheekily think ‘cause he’s a Rockstar.’ 
After admiring your surprise you went to go change in your shared bedroom, throwing on one of his old hoodies and a pair of comfortable lounge shorts. Faintly, the sound of a key turning the lock on the front door can be heard, then the door opening, “Precious? I’m home!” your lover's voice calls out. You could hear him pause, then you decide to head out of the bedroom.
The sight you were greeted with was heartwarming. Your 5 '7 beloved was standing in the doorway, a bag of groceries fallen out of his hands as he stared at the flowers and chocolates in front of him. He had small crocodile tears starting to form in his eyes, which made you slightly worry.
“Do you not like them..?”, you asked quietly, inching closer to him.
“You got me flowers…?” His sweet voice croaked out, his breath caught in his throat. He liked it. 
You smiled then nodded, going over to move the bag of groceries onto the other counter, then giving him a reassuring hug, wrapping your arms around his frame and squeezing gently, one hand rubbing his back ever so slightly.  
“Mhm, got them for you baby, thought you deserved something nice. Been working yourself to the bone lately,” you said gently, studying his face for any other sort of reaction. A small smile took over his features and he looked genuinely happy for the first time in weeks. “You got me flowers..” he repeated, more a statement than his previous sentence, simply affirming it in his mind. He wrapped his arms around your frame and laughed softly, burying his nose into the crown of your hair. “You got me flowers!” he said one last time, full of joy and slight laughter, it warmed your belly seeing him this happy.
“Yup!” you giggled out, returning his affection, “and there's something special about these ones,” you said gesturing towards the potted plant. 
“What's special about them, pretty?” he said gently, smiling at you with a loving look lingering in his eyes. You turned and smiled at him, “They’re named after you, Hoya..”
He furrowed his brow and tilted his head at you, “What do you mean they’re named after me baby?” His tone was confused but soft. He always refused to use anything but a kind voice with his pretty baby. You smiled, “This is a Hoya Carnosa, it's a native to japan and its named after you. At Least to me it is, haven't I always told you that you were my pretty flower?” your smile turned teasing then you laughed, “thought they would look nice on the front counter of the shop.. A little plant named after the owner?” you suggested, smiling towards him. 
His face went through a range of emotions, love, joy, then something unreadable to you. He was looking at you like you were his sun, his moon, and all his stars. Staring at you like you were the only thing in existence, “I love you so much, pretty baby..” he said while collecting you into a hug, one of his hands coming up to the back of your hand, caressing gently like you were fragile and he might break you. 
“Truly, this made all the bad stuff go away, please never change or leave me..” he said into your shoulder, his tone was not remorseful but more gently broken. He wasn't upset or anything, just thankful. That was the only way you could describe it, he was thankful he had you.
“Never. I love you too, Hoya.”
“Thank you”
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