#tenjiku rindou

[soubi122]

heyy I have a request!! so I really loved reading bite my tongue! it was great!!! it gave me kinda teenage vibes yk? party, sex and just fun. could u write a rindou x reader smut? yk 18 y/o RI doi with his 16 y/o gf? would that work? tell me if not. so I imagined that the reader has it's first te with rindou on rans house party (tenjiku or kantou manji time-line)!!! it would make my day?!! love u <33 !!!

Hello! Sorry it took so long to respond. Unfortunately, I cannot write minor content, though I know some countries consider 16 to be an adult. I will age the reader up to be 18. 

WARNINGS: alcohol, smut, virgin reader, unprotected sex, sex, f!oral. oh he's is so soft, i really do love him. IT IS CANNON THAT HE IS VERY SWEET/NICE. (pazuribe shibuya event confirmed lol)

They know you love him - one shot - request.

Having a super popular boyfriend makes it difficult to escape the scathing questions that people ask. How good is he in bed? What's he like in bed? Is it big? How long does he last? It was rather annoying and intrusive. Either way you couldn't give them an answer. Regardless of Rindou’s reputation, he was quite the nice guy - unlike the elder Haitani, Rindou was gentle. You’ve yet to lay with him, or better yet, you have yet to lay with anyone. 

Tonight you were going to face those questions again as the Haitani’s were throwing a house party. Of course Tenjiku members were going to be there and you expected quite the crowd. Not to mention the amount of females who were going to be like vultures and circling around your boyfriend. 

“Shion and I will be buying the booze - do you want anything in particular?” Ran asks you while you help Rindou set up the DJ booth and lights. “Hmm…what can your brother handle?” You say teasingly knowing that Rindou was within range. The hard smack of his lips made you both turn around and face Rindou - he was smirking. “I don’t know babe, I’ll have you crawling out of here - you can’t out drink me.” Challenging him for drinks was a mistake, but you had something up your sleeve. They’ve tried a lot of liquor before but you wanted to try something new. “Get me the Añejo Tequila, the one that’s in a twisted bottle and the cap looks like it was dipped in black wax.” You say mischievously. We’ll see who will be crawling by the end of the night. You think to yourself. 

After finally setting up everything, the first wave of people started to flow in. They brought booze and other things to the mix. Amongst them, the number of chicks slowly increased and began to circle around Tenjiku’s men. Before you knew it, the place was crowded and the music was blaring. Haitani parties were always like this - it was the talk of Roppongi. If you weren’t there, then you weren’t cool or important. Kakucho’s nervous smile always made you laugh, he’s the youngest out of all of them and from what you could see - he has zero experience with women. Shion had two girls on his lap and a third pouring booze in his mouth. Mochi and Mucho were in the crowd with their girlfriends. Izana was making conversation with the girls that were flocking around Kakucho, teasing him and also smooth talking to some of them. Ran, of course, had dozens of girls around him, each of them trying their hardest to snatch his attention with their skimpy outfits or pouty lips. 

That left you with Rindou behind the booth. You made your way back and forth between the booth and kitchen. Bringing him drinks and other things he needed. It went on for a few hours, but you never complained. While he was mixing music, he told you to go have fun, just don’t dance with any guys. As much as you liked their parties they threw, it was always hard to enjoy them when he was always behind the booth. “I want to dance with you.” You say in his ear but the crowd kept requesting songs and made it hard for him to leave the booth. “In a little bit. Gotta give the people what they want.” With that he went back to mixing. It made you feel rather ignored. Instead of protesting, you stepped down and went to the kitchen in search of some liquid courage. 

“Aw, did he blow you off?” One of the girls said as you poured yourself a drink. “gOtTa GiVe ThE pEoPlE wHaT tHeY wAnT.” You say mockingly and drink. They bursted into laughter, your friends knew the answer but they weren’t expecting you to mock him in such a childish way. “So…are you planning on getting your cherry popped tonight?” Someone asked. Their question made you giggle, there was no way, he was too busy and by the time the party's over - he always passes out. “The only thing that is going to get popped are my eardrums.” 

Throughout the night you drifted between the crowd and the kitchen, dancing and drinking. As much as you hated to admit it, he was a fucking great dj and played the best songs, sneaking in some of your favorites. Even though you felt as if Rindou wasn’t paying attention to you, his eyes followed you. Each sway of your hips had him mesmerized, he wondered if there was anyone stupid enough to lay a hand on you. Those who got a little close were met with an elbow pushing them away. You kept your distance and knew that Tenjiku’s men wouldn’t hesitate to start a fight. 

There was one song that he played that had people dancing close and sensual. The heat that radiated off of the crowd made you dizzy, they were close and personal. Some were beginning to make out with each other, others were leading each other out of the party or into the bathroom. Even your friends were slowly getting swallowed up by the sounds and their new boy toys. From the looks of it, you were the only one without a dance partner and it made you feel out of place. Yet the pheromones emanating off the crowd had you feeling more than just the effects of the alcohol. 

Everything looked like it was moving in slow motion with the flashing lights. “What's wrong? You look lost.” A familiar voice says right in your ear. Turning around you see the tall figure and signature braids. You chuckle and respond “The DJ needs a break.” You say with a smirk on your face. Ran wrapped his arms around your waist, gently pulling you in and moving to the music with you. He was close but not close enough to feel his heat. You were surprised, it wasn't like Ran to do something this bold with you - especially in front of Rindou. As long as he wasn't touchy with you, you shrugged and said what the hell. You needed a dance partner since your boyfriend was too busy to give you attention. This will surely bring him to her. Ran thinks to himself as he glances at Rindou, he is met with furrowed eyebrows and a glare so heavy that a chill runs down his spine. 

What followed was Ran spinning you around rather frequently while dancing so that almost the whole floor saw your lace panties. Tenjiku's single men, along with others, only titled their heads down a bit to get a better peek at you. The way you giggled and held on to Ran made it look like he was your boyfriend. “Izana… Isn't she Rindou's girlfriend?” Kakucho asks and gets worried about a fight breaking out. Izana laughed and continued to drink, “That's the point… she shouldn't be alone anyways - he's drawing Rindou in.” Ah, so that was the plan. He was doing you both a favor. 

After a few songs, Rindou still didn't come down from the DJ booth. “Ran, I need a break.” You pant and giggle as he continues to move you around. This man was seriously going to give you a workout. “Nuh-uh, you're my dance partner tonight. Besides, Rindou is still busy right?” Ran chuckles and pulls you in, he was close - a little too close. Oops… He thinks to himself when he feels your figure tightly against his. You quickly pulled away from him, this wasn’t an ok thing for him to do - even if you were close friends. Now he knew for sure that Rindou was going to stop the music, however the music continued without interruption. When Ran looked up at the booth he felt a slight sense of panic, Rindou was nowhere in sight. “Finally.” Izana says to Kakucho when he spots Rindou in the crowd. It took him a few minutes to come down from the booth, he needed to set up music so that he wouldn't have to go back up to the booth for a while. 

In the blink of an eye, Rindou was now standing in front of you - his face was calm, a little too calm. You knew all too well that he was seething on the inside. “Oh, little brother – don’t take my dance partner away…” Ran kept egging him on and you felt a sudden wave of worry when he placed his chin over your shoulder, he was too close to your face. “Ran, don’t tease him like that.” You say and pull away from him, you reach out for Rindou's hand in hopes that he isn't going to start a fight. Gently, he took your hand and pulled you away from the crowd - he was leading you somewhere. “Rin… Wait, where are we going?” You questioned him and struggled to keep up. 

Soon you were pushed through a door and the familiar space felt a little more threatening than welcoming. Strong arms spun you around and now you were facing your boyfriend. Those amethyst eyes were hazy and had a glint of jealousy in them. “It looks like I'm gonna have to claim you right here, right now so that they know you're mine.” His tone was low, his hands were snaking their way around your waist and the heat that radiated off of him was making your core throb. “Wait, Rin…your brother was only keeping me company.” You manage to say before he pushed you on the soft mattress. It didn’t matter, Ran was another man so of course he’d get jealous. The moment he got on top of you, you squeezed your eyes shut and prepared for the worst. 

The gentle kiss on your lips made you open your eyes, Rindou was smiling softly and chuckled. “Babe, I’m not gonna hurt you - I only wanted to take you away to spend time with you.” The sincerity in his voice made you feel warmth in your cheeks and butterflies in your belly. “You’re not mad?” You ask him carefully, you weren’t sure if he was tricking you. The tender kiss he placed on your lips answered your question. The sweet taste of liquor that danced between your tongues had you both panting and roaming your hands around each other. He was taking his time and slowly unbuttoning your shirt. The moment you felt his hand try to go between your legs, you stopped him. “What’s wrong darling?” Your hands were shaking, and your heart was pounding. You hid your face under his chin, you didn’t know how to tell him. 

He pulled away a bit to take a look at your face but you pulled him in and kept hiding your face. “Babe, hey - look at me. What’s wrong?” Rindou asked and managed to get you in front of his face. The worried look on your face made him feel bad for messing with you earlier. He asked you if you were mad at him for what he did or if you were frustrated with him for not paying attention to you during the party. You shook your head no and blushed even harder. “Rindou, I’ve never mentioned it before but I’ve never been touched by someone else nor slept with anyone before.” You whisper and bite your lip, you were expecting him to make fun of you or get turned off by your confession. Rindou snickered and cupped your face, his expression was loving and comforting. “You think I didn’t know? Baby, we’ve been together long enough for me to know you inside and out. Just for the record, I don’t care about that - whether or not you’ve done this before, you’re with me now and that’s all that matters.” Oh sweet baby cthulhu, this man was truly a prince, a king, a fierce god with a gentle soul. 

Looking into his eyes, you could feel a wave of relief wash over you. “A-Are you sure? I thought that-” You barely managed to say before a finger was placed on your lips to shush you. “I already told you, what matters is that you’re with me now. So…can I take care of you?” His words managed to make you let go of your nervousness and fear. With a soft nod, you allowed him to continue. “I promise, I’ll make you feel good. If at any point you want me to stop, just tell me, ok?” He whispered in your ear and began to trail kisses from your cheek to your jawline, and down to your neck. It was giving you goosebumps and making your body tremble beneath him. Soon his kisses trailed down to your chest, leaving open mouth kisses and unhooking your bra and latching on to your nipple. This was nothing like before, you and Rindou never really went beyond kissing, gentle touching over your clothes and dry humping - this was a whole new experience for you. 

You covered your mouth with your hand when you moaned a little too loud. However, Rindou moved your hand away and looked up at you with a devilish grin. “The music is loud enough to cover for us. I want to hear you say my name.” A chill ran down your spine, he was totally a different person. He was sweet and malicious at the same time. He went back to sucking on your nipple and rolling the other hardened bud in his fingers. You could feel the way his tongue licked and swirled your nipple, when he pulled away ever so slightly, he blew on to it. The cooling sensation had you arching your back and panting. Your hips were now rolling into the mattress and you felt your cunt ache - the slick was pooling between your legs. The sensation building up inside you felt like heaven and this was just foreplay. 

Soon his right hand was under your skirt, teasing your pantyline with his fingertips - you clenched in reflex. “Rindou…” You moan his name and feel your heart pounding against your chest, he was so close to touching your honeypot. Having you like this only made him fall for you even more. It was never his goal to take your innocence but he couldn't help having his pride swell up, he was going to pop your sweet cherry. He's heard stories before about how your first always leaves an imprint… he wanted to make sure you will always remember him. 

Once his hand went past that line, he slid a finger through your slit and groaned at how wet you were. “Fuck, darling…” He looked up at you with a mischievous smirk. “I need to taste you, can I do that baby?” He asks and starts to leave open mouth kisses down your chest and belly. Right before pulling your panties down, he looks back up at you and waits for your permission. Your face is dusted in pink and your eyes are hazy, biting your lip you nod a yes. “Use your words pretty girl…” Oh sweet baby Cthulhu… his tone was low and made something feral bloom inside you. This was different from before, he was making you needy and you loved it. “Rin… I want you to taste me.” You pant and grind your hips into his hand. He didn't waste any time and stripped you, those amethyst orbs drank in your bare figure - he basked at how beautiful you looked underneath him. 

Positioning himself between your thighs, he teased you with kisses, slowly getting closer and closer to your core. Your essence was dripping and he couldn't help but feel his member throb under their restraints. Your thighs trembled as he got closer, you could feel his breath fan your cunt and you clenched around nothing. Rindou's tongue took a long and slow swipe between your folds, tasting your honey for the first time had him feeling something he never knew existed. It was ecstasy or maybe even bliss to him. “Ngh… oh god, your tongue… it feels s'good!” You barely manage to say before he rips another moan out of you. Lithe fingers glided through your folds, two fingers prodded your entrance and you felt a jolt of electricity. 

The deeper his fingers went, the tighter you clenched and felt a throbbing sensation around your entrance. The mild stretch was to prepare you for what's to come. Your walls sucked his fingers in and it felt so different from your own hands - curse your small hands for not preparing you better. Once his fingers began to thrust slowly in and out, Rindou focused on your puffy clit and gently teased it with his tongue. There was a tingling sensation that was beginning to build up in the pit of your stomach - it was faint but you knew what it was. Knowing what could come next only made you drip even more. Now his whole hand was coated in your essence. 

“You're gonna take me so well baby…” He pants and continues to eat you out as if it were his last meal on earth. His blonde and blue silky strands were now tangled between your fingers. Rindou took his time, thrusting in his fingers sensually to the point where you were begging him to go a little faster. His lips curled into a smile when he felt you grind your hips into him. He was building up your orgasm little by little, giving your body so much love and affection that you didn't know what to even think anymore. All you knew at this point was that you wanted to feel him, feel his cock between your legs and you wanted him to cum inside you. To feel that close to somebody, to feel that close to him - it was all you wanted. 

He could feel how your thighs were beginning to tremble, you were close and as much as he wanted to see you come undone - he stopped. Rindou wanted you to cum on his cock, he wanted to see your pretty face from up top when you hit that perfect O. Pouting and whimpering, you take a moment to catch your breath and ask him why he stopped. “Rindou… I was so close…” The chill that ran down your spine when he sat up and zipped his pants, oh. Oh indeed. His heavy cock sprung out and dripped precum onto your slit. He was panting and pink dusted his face, those glossy orbs of his reflected nothing but love and desire. 

Your lips began to tremble when he stroked himself, earning him more beads of precum that dripped on you. Absentmindedly, you spoke and admired his member. “It’s so…big.” Already having an idea that he was well endowed when innocently teasing him before, you thought you’d be able to handle him. However, actually seeing it made you feel as if you were going to be impaled. Removing the rest of his clothing, your eyes feasted on him - his broad shoulders, those gorgeous tattoos and that perfect V cut… oh it had you in a daze. You didn’t even notice the little drool that began to run down the corner of your mouth. The sound of his chuckle made you snap out of it and you looked up to see the alluring look on his face. “You like what you see, baby?” That low and husky tone made your heart skip a beat.

Leaning in to position himself, he placed a passionate kiss on your lips and cupped your face. Rindou was a true gentleman, he never gave you a reason to mistrust him nor to question his loyalty to you. Pulling away ever so slightly from your lips, he whispered “Tell me if you want me to stop…” Too enthralled in his affection, you didn’t realize this was his warning to you that he was going in. Your breath hitched the moment his tip prodded your core and slowly stretched you out. The burn was getting more and more intense as he pushed past your walls. Screwing your eyes shut, you grip his shoulders and moan in pain. Rindou placed tender kisses on your lips and wiped the tears that trickled down your face. “I know it hurts, baby. Do you want me to stop?” He asked and paused his movements. You kept your eyes closed and shook your head no, you didn’t want to stop half way - you didn’t want to disappoint him. “Hey, hey…look at me.” He says sweetly and smiles. Opening your eyes, you were met with those beautiful amethyst orbs - they were glossy and his face was dusted in pink. For the first time you see him, the real him…

“No… please. I-I can take it.” You pant and bite your lip. What you just said and the way you said it, lit an even greater fire inside him. “Good girl…fuck.” Rindou said and proceeded to bottom out in one thrust. The pressure between your thighs and hip made you dig your nails into his shoulder and back. Shaky breaths were all you could hear along with the sound of your hearts pounding against your chest. “Breathe baby…” Rindou rests his forehead on yours and slowly gives you shallow thrusts. His member was so thick, that you could feel him throb and pulse inside you. Slowly the burn of the stretch subsided and was replaced with gentle waves of pleasure. “Ngh…” You moan and rock your hips with his. “Such a good girl…” He moans and crashes his lips into yours. The fire that burned between you two had you whimpering and moaning louder and louder with each thrust. 

The high you felt here was nothing like you’ve ever felt before. Your coil was already tightly wound due to his previous actions. He was making you feel special, as if you were truly the love of his life…wait, love? This is what was happening…you were making love. It wasn’t just sex, it wasn’t just a fling or a one time thing - this was love. You couldn’t help but moan out his name and the next words that rolled off your tongue set his heart on fire. “I love you…I love you…” You repeated those words like a prayer. Rindou buried his face into your neck and quickened his pace, the way his cock would kiss your cervix, it made your eyes roll back into your skull. The sound of your slick and skin colliding started to get louder. Such lewd sounds would make anyone’s core throb. For him to hit sweet spots you didn’t know existed had you writhing beneath him. His husky moans in your ear and his warmth on your body brought you closer to bliss. “Rin-Rindou! Ahn-I’m gonna cum!” You scream and clench around his cock. 

He slowed his pace and proceeded to sit up on his knees, those slow but deep thrusts had you clenching the bed sheets. Your beautiful nude figure captivated him. His hand reached to pinch your nipple, he couldn’t help but touch your tits while they were bouncing. “...so perfect.” He groaned and ran his hands down your waist. True to his own words, he wanted to see you come undone and wanted to have the perfect view for it. The hand that was toying with your nipple traveled south and landed right on your clit. His fingers place pressure and move in circular motions on your puffy bundle of nerves. Rindou had your back arching and your screams could be heard to anyone who was close to this bedroom. Slamming his hips into you, he focused on how your pretty face was filled with pleasure. The way your lips parted and said his name as your coil snapped made him reach his peak. His hips stuttered and his pace got sloppy, thick white ropes filled you to the brim and you felt him throb inside your velvet walls. 

Rindou leaned in and gave you the sweetest kiss, “I love you too.” He chuckles and rolls over to pull you in. His scent made your eyelids heavy and your body felt drained. Both of you were on the verge of falling asleep, well that is until a knock on the door disturbed the peaceful bliss. Rindou yells out loud, a little annoyed. “WHAT?!” What followed was Ran peeking through the doorway with a sheet eating grin. You couldn’t see him as your face was pressed against Rindou’s chest. “The music stopped a little while ago…that is all.” Ran said and closed the door. The sound of what you could only assume were Tenjiku’s men giggling like a bunch of school girls could be heard on the other side of the door. “Oh… OH!” You yell. For a moment you could have sworn your soul left your body. No wonder you two were about to float off into a deep slumber. Rindou proceeded to laugh and snort at the expression on your face. “At least they know you love me…”  He says teasingly and pulls you in for another kiss. 

END

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𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦. - 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘨𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳

tenjiku rindou haitani x reader

Tenjiku Rindou stretches you out as you wince in pleasure. Rindou is, indeed very flexible. Ever since he's become your personalized yoga teacher and part-time husband, you've always wondered if your beloved yoga teacher is putting you through such lengths for sexual gratification. The stretches you were doing, it almost seemed like Rindou had always wanted you to stretch this way. Perhaps, stretching you from the inside out. He stretches your legs in the widest position. His blue and blond streaks of hair swaying along with the wind as he smirks. Tenjiku Rindou is in a squatting position facing you, as you and him were stripped off clothing. Tenjiku RIndou's game is to play "Not Losing Your Guard" meaning no distractions, otherwise he'd catch you and pound you so relentlessly there's no going back. If you were to win this staredown, you'd be the one to take control and try to get him down. But one look away could have Tenjiku Rindou's jujutsu useful.

A distance between you and Tenjiku Rindou, whom he is waiting for you to make a move as he smirks. His eyes are watching your every move, the clock chimes, almost enough to make you look but not quite. All of a sudden the home phone rings, as you accidentally look back at the phone. Gasping at the response.

Tenjiku Rindou swiped through you as he smirked and chuckled. “You lost your guard~” He quickly puts you down on the ground as he chuckles even more. Stretching your legs wider as he inserts his cock deep inside you hitting your wildest spots as he starts to thrust leaving you speechless and a moaning mess.

“You lost Y/N~ Now I’m going to fuck you and make sure your hole mesmerizes my shape!~” Tenjiku Rindou yelled out as he starts thrusting fastly. He’s all around your body, you can’t tell what’s even going on, your legs being stretched, your back as Rindou lied on the floor, mindlessly thrusting into you with his groans as he licks his lips and smirks, then he begins to chuckle. His groans paired with your moans and screams were a symphony nobody can compose. He keeps thrusting deeply into your tight hole as you keep moaning in pleasure.

"You're so fucking tight for me hm?~ Was this hole made for me?~ Heheh~ Say it~ Say who you belong to hm?~" Tenjiku Rindou said as he grunts and groans. "SAY WHO YOU BELONG TO!~" He pounds mercilessly harder than before, as you yell out his name, chanting it like a spell Tenjiku Rindou uses to keep pounding and thrusting inside of you. He moves to a new position. Tenjiku RIndou sits on his knees as his arms to the back as he leans back, with your legs spread out besides him as Tenjiku Rindou grits his teeth, not thrusting into your walls, but thrusting IN your walls.

He kept thrusting as his arms uses his support for him to thrust up at your tight hole's walls, as you laid back, legs spread out, arms quivering as you lean back as he kept thrusting in his knees. Tenjiku Rindou kept groaning as he chuckled slightly, mixed with a couple of "Fuck~"s and "Shit Y/N!~". As you were having the perfect time of your life with this cat and mouse trap game. Moaning and screaming so hard, your vocal chords reached a new high as his cock reached deeper into you, fucking you up and making you moan more and more, gradually saying his name in different pitches of your voice.

"I'm gonna fuckin' cum~ TAKE IT Y/N!~" Tenjiku Rindou yelled out, "TAKE EVERY LAST DROP!~" as Tenjiku Rindou stopped thrusting in your walls as he grabs you up, and now shoves his cock further down your hole, this time thrusting into you again as he does it in one single motion, and pounds. All you can ever think about was how high your voice reached that time. "FUUUCKKKKK AAAAGH!~" Tenjiku Rindou moaned out, he starts to burst, his warm and hot cum filling you up, as he kept thrusting and squirting deep inside of you. Legs shaking from both him and you, as he covers your mouth tightly with his hands and chuckles while moaning more.

"I believe I'll plan out another yoga session with you hm my love?~ Hehe~" He chuckles. "Haaah.. you're adorable~"

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[airbendertendou]

hello! how are you? can you make something fluff or comfort with tenjiku rindou? thank you so much ❤️

TINY KISS! [of appreciation] ♡ rindou haitani

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the darkened sky greets you as you clock out, jacket slung over your shoulders and drink for the day half-empty in your hand. you blink, letting out a yawn as you venture to the car waiting for you. the backdoor opens, "[name]."

"hi, honey," you crawl into the car beside rindou, planting a kiss on his cheek. tired eyes look to the front, soft smile still painting your lips. "hi, boys. good day?"

ran turns in the drivers seat to grin your way. "all good with us, future-in-law!"

shion sniffles in the passenger seat, rubbing under his nose. he pouts your way helplessly, "gettin' sick, [name]! need your tea."

"hmph," rindou puts an arm over your shoulder, bringing you as close as the seatbelt would allow. he narrows his eyes, "you'll survive without it."

ran sneaks a glance at his brother with a teasing grin as he starts the car. the plan is simple - mucho is making dinner and, as rindou's partner, you've been invited. the tenjiku crew had always been nice to you anyways — you never minded spending time with them.

you stretch as you exit the car, your stuff still occupying your seat. the work shirt [technically your uniform] has been taken off, leaving you in regular clothes. you let out a small groan as your arms pop. rindou holds his hand out to you, "good?"

"tired," you send him a smile, lacing your fingers in his. you plant another kiss on his cheek, leaning into the responding one he leaves on your head. "a little hungry. ready to see everyone, too."

rindou hums against your temple, "think they like you more than me."

you grin, "maybe!"

kakucho answers the door, allowing the four of you in stiffly. he waves your way before leaving to the kitchen, mumbling a recipe to himself. mochi waves at you as he samples a piece of food, leaning away from mucho as he swats at him.

you feel eyes bleeding into you one second and then the leader is in front of you the next.

“bad day?” izana leans forward at the waist, wisteria eyes planted on you. they widen a bit, venegeful malice coloring them. “want me to have a talk with anyone?”

“no,” you grin at the threat. with a small, delicate hold to his hand, you squeeze it before dropping it. “i appreciate the thought, though.”

izana watches you for a second more before nodding. he lifts his nose into the air, "just say the word."

"i'll keep that in mind!" your grin doesn't fade as you spot the newest addition, kokonoi, keeping to himself. you wander up to him with your boyfriend in tow. "hi, koko. doing okay?"

the boy nods, face controlled and centered into a dull expression. "doing well." his gaze flickers to rindou before coming back to you. "that looked scary though. boss threaten you or something?"

"never," you snort. you lean in to stage whisper — the right side of rindou's mouth quirks up at the comical view. "he likes me too much. they all do."

kokonoi only smiles for a brief second, but you see that as a win.

——♡——

you plop onto the couch beside rindou as you're finally back home. your stomach is full and sore from the amount of laughter you shared with your friends. you let out a sigh and pat your stomach as rindou sits next to you. he tugs at your knees, pulling your legs up so that they're slung over his own.

you flex your ankle, wiggling your foot from side to side. you tilt your head, “think my compression socks are sexy?”

“super hot, babe,” rindou plants a kiss to your head. he taps your knee a few times before sighing. "don't wanna get up now."

nodding slowly, you purse your lips, "same."

rindou clicks his tongue a few times before speaking. "shower time — you wash my hair and i'll rub your back?"

"…deal."

——♡——

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[pseudopeachy]

Rindou Haitani x gn!Reader: Lover

Genre: Fluff

Character: Rindou Haitani, timeline not specified

Warnings: none, i just blacked out while listening to Taylor Swift lmao not proofread, just me imagining Rindou as one of the best boyfriends that he is <33

Likes, comments, and reblogs are very appreciated 🖤

Rindou has always been rough around the edges; he truly believed that love and solace were never meant to be in his vocabulary as one of the rulers of Roppongi. However, seeing you — basked in sunshine, honey, and love — had him thinking otherwise. It was love at first sight.

Rindou was never bothered by the missing attendance marks and low grades, but when you approached him and asked if he was aware that the professor partnered you up for a final project, he thinks that showing up once in a while isn’t so bad.

Domesticity never had a place in Rindou’s life. All he’s known is violence and pain and control. But seeing you dote on him like a normal person when you invited him over to start on the project? Hearing you talk to him so gently, without any backhanded malice? It made him think that maybe, he can dwell in this peace and quiet.

Rindou has always seen himself as royalty, but he’ll gladly put down his crown if it means having you scold him as you treat his injuries after a gang fight. He’ll kneel and kiss your hand if it means having you near him, completing a project or not.

Rindou has never imagined himself to be so docile, but there’s something about buying your favorite snacks and stopping by a flower shop to get Carnations of all colors and Daisies, just to leave them beside you during lectures. He found himself memorizing how you like your coffee, both hot and cold, and to take notes which days would you prefer pastries over junk food.

He’s never done it before, but it felt so right for Rindou to make sure you get home safe. He’ll go out of his way and walk you to your classes, and read with you during every shared free time. He’s never been so addicted to someone’s smile and warmth, until he met you.

Rindou never knew how good it felt to have someone depend on you outside fights until he found himself holding you tight as you cried and sniffled and whimpered. His hands, known to create chaos, were weaving against your hair in hopes of calming down your storms. His words were not projected to hurt, but to soothe the wounds no one can see but you.

Rindou could cry right then and there when he heard you saying thank you; for being so accepting, for being so kind, for being someone you can cherish until whenever.

Acknowledging his feelings or even be publicly known to have one isn’t what Rindou is known for, but he’ll gladly read a million books and meditate on the highest mountains just so he can finally understand the warm feeling he gets whenever he sees you, or when you pull him in for a warm embrace.

Anybody knows a Haitani isn’t one to settle; they break hearts like they break bones, never been afraid to go ghost. But lately, Rindou would pale at the thought of losing you; not hearing your voice, not drowning in your presence- to never have the chance to drown in your eyes. His fingers would always find its way to your contact name with the wanton need to call at three in the morning.

Rindou knows he’s far from the perfect man he thinks he is, he knows his path of life isn’t the most ideal, like a patch of land too acidic and too dry for life to start on. And yet here you are with a small bluetooth speaker, asking him to dance in the deserted university parking lot.

Rindou barely knows how to dance, but you made sure to put his hands in the right places and he’d let you take the lead as the both of you slowly swayed around. He’d blush and look away, only to find his way back into your eyes, full of love and adoration that he hopes is reserved for him and him only.

A Haitani is never known to be a soft person, but Rindou found himself being careful yet so eager to kiss you. His lips felt so right against yours, his hands fitting yours like a puzzle piece. And when you pulled away, only to whisper the lyrics against his lips, he found himself saying yes to each one.

“Swear to be overdramatic and caring and true to my one and only lover.”

-🖤-

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[evergone]

Sleepless

Rindou Haitani x Reader

Warnings: 18+ content (allusions to sex), swearing

Description: The reader can't sleep because the Tenjiku members are being far too loud.

You had tried so hard all night not to disturb your boyfriend and his friends as they celebrated their recent successes in your lounge room, but as your eyes fluttered open for the fifth time that night, you knew you had to go and ask them to be just a tad quieter. Of course, you felt terrible because Rindou was being so considerate already. You couldn’t even hear the crappy rap music they were playing, just the echo of the bass through the walls, and both of the times that you were woken up by their chatter you heard Rindou frantically scrambling to hush them.

With a yawn and a small stretch, you pulled your throw blanket over your shoulders and shuffled across the carpet until you found your ugg boots in the complete and utter darkness. After a pained “fuck” slipped past your lips as you hit your knee on the edge of your bedframe, you slowly opened the door and stepped out into the lounge room.

It wouldn’t have taken more than a second before the boys noticed your meek, sleep-deprived frame cringing at the power of the lights while your eyes took their time to adjust. Most of them were strung out across the three grey couches in front of the television which was tuned into an MMA fight on mute, while the younger members (that Kisaki kid, his friend Hanma, Kokonoi, and Sanzu) were awkwardly sitting around the dining table behind them. Madarame offered you a short wave to which you responded with a tired frown, then you finally caught sight of Rindou sitting in the corner of the middle couch with his hand outstretched towards you.

“Rinnie…” You whined as you made your way into his lap with his arm lazily draped over your waist. Ran, your brother-in-law for all intents and purposes, snickered at the nickname, and the tone of your voice which was laden with exhaustion.

“Sorry, did we wake you up?” Rindou asked quietly, and then turned to the rest of the group, “I told these fuckwits to keep it down.”

Rindou wasn’t ignorant of the fact that you were wearing nothing but his shirt as pyjamas, and he knew well from the night’s earlier — and more private — events that your underwear were the barely-there kind. So, he was cautious to make sure that one of his hands was sitting firmly under your bum at all times, holding the shirt against your skin.

“If you guys stayed quiet I would’ve made you pancakes for breakfast as thanks,” you teased. Mocchi’s shoulders tensed in clear disappointment at your words. While all of them were fond of your cooking, Mocchi was always the biggest eater.

You pressed your lips against Rindou’s neck while they continued their discussion. His voice vibrated into each kiss you bestowed upon his neck and collarbone with a kind of intimacy that made you feel as though you were melting into one another. After a while of this, you began to doze off, your mind stuck in the in-between state of being oddly aware of everything around you, but not quite awake.

Rindou took one glance at the state of you, nearly asleep despite the volume of the room, and hooked his arms under your thighs to carry you back to the bed you shared. He folded the throw neatly at the end of the mattress, then placed you down on your preferred side, and admired the irritated look on your face which was made possible to see by the slightly open door.

As he made a movement to leave and rejoin his friends in the lounge room, you groaned, grabbed the cuff of his shirt, and pulled him back towards you. He was much stronger than you, strong enough not to be even slightly moved by your pull, but he was never the kind of boyfriend to fight your affection. He knelt down on the floor beside you with his hand rubbing circles on your cheek, already feeling terrible about how you couldn’t get to sleep because of him and his friends.

“What’s wrong, N/n?” He said lovingly.

“Come to bed. It’s cold. I want you in here with me.” You saw how Rindou’s eyes flicked back to the light emanating from the doorway, so you pouted in the sexiest way you could given how tired you were. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

The sleeve of the shirt you were wearing had — at some point, unbeknownst to you — fallen from your shoulder to reveal the lacy strap of a new bra Rindou had bought you. It reminded him of your underwear. Of how nice it felt to take them off earlier…

“You’re too tired for any of that, babe. Just go to bed, and I’ll come join you in no time, promise,” he said as he shook the images from his mind, knowing you were one blink away from falling asleep again.

“You hate me,” you huffed, and turned away from your boyfriend before adding, “You’re just gonna end up passing out on the couch like you do every time they come here. I’m gonna wake up all alone. You’re such a bad boyfriend.”

Rindou smiled softly, “Are you trying to guilt-trip me right now?” You turned back to make eye contact with him and nodded. “Fine.”

For a moment, he disappeared into the lounge room. You could hear Ran making fun of him for being “absolutely whipped”, and Izana telling him to “man up”, but you were already beginning to feel your eyelids getting heavier, so you didn’t care much to go out and defend him. When he returned, he took off his shirt and pulled on a pair of trackpants, and then crawled into bed beside you.

Content to have gotten all you wanted from Rindou, you traced the tattoos on his torso until you were so exhausted you could no longer hold your hand up.

“I will make it worth your while,” you yawned as you rested your head on his chest and let him run his hands over your hair, “Just… In the morning when I’m rejuvenated.”

You closed your eyes and Rindou felt your heartrate slow down along with the frequency of your breaths. You were snoring ever-so-gently, and he stifled a laugh at the irony of the fact that he wouldn’t be able to get even a second of sleep because of it.

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[skystreaka]

Every friend group has… a continuation. 

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[rainyrindou]

ran can never leave rindou alone i think

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[miniimight]

❝ I LIKE YOU... / I KNOW. ❞ your confession doesn't shock 'em one bit

with mikey, ran, rindou + very nervous!reader (toman timeline)

notes just a wholesome confession scene lol mikey's just as much as a nervous idiot as you are, ran is ... ran, and rindou is also an idiot . also i promise im working on requests i have like seven to work through sobs

it's not like it was hard.

he always felt your eyes on him: passing you in a hallway, in class (which he barely attended, but found himself showing up just to watch you suffer), randomly bumping into each other while out with friends... at first, he didn't care. he had a lot of attention going for him and he thought of you as another drop in the bucket.

but then he found himself paying attention to you.

when you weren't not-so-secretly pining over him, you were looking out the classroom window, a peaceful expression on your face that told him that you were about to fall asleep. or maybe you were with your friends, smiling widely as you exchanged snacks. or maybe you were giggling, your face on fire as your friends helped you craft some kind of candygram.

whatever he caught you doing, he found it endearing. and he couldn't escape it. but for reputation's sake, he tried to hide his adoration and amusement underneath his tough guy exterior. that quickly broke when you finally approached him.

your friends peeking from the hallway behind you both, you gently tapped his arm and your heart almost stopped functioning from nerves.

he cast an uninterested look over his shoulder, eyebrows raised. it was you. "hm?" internally, he was intrigued; he never thought you'd actually come up to him.

"i, uh..." you bit your lip, trying to shock yourself into calming down, but your heart still echoed in your chest.

"did you need something?"

"i'm sorry!" you exclaim suddenly, squeezing your eyes shut as you thrust the snack into his hand. "i like you!"

MIKEY

mikey's heart skipped a beat. "i know."

"uhm..." you whined softly, your body on fire. this was so embarrassing. "okay, bye!" you quickly spun around, hoping that he'd forget it the moment you disappeared around the corridor. he knew?! he KNEW? the fuck did that mean?? WHY DID YOU LEAVE SO FAST?

"wait," mikey's hand gripped your wrist. you squeaked and tried to pull away, but that only caused you to drift closer to him. his own face was dusted pink. "thanks for the snack."

you cast your eyes to the ground. "yeah, i know you're always eating it, so..."

mikey smiled, his grip softening into a delicate hold. he would never dream of giving up a chance to be with the one he'd been yearning for ever since he noticed your starry eyes on him. "wanna ride around with me?"

your eyes lit up and you sent a excited look to your friends. turning back to him as you both walked to his bike, you nervously asked, "so, you said you knew?" you asked, dreading the answer.

mikey smirked, his eyes lidded as he teased you. "yeah, s'not like you were good at hiding it."

"ugh, seriously?" you cringed, hiding your face in your hands. mikey's chuckle brought your eyes to peek over your fingers.

"it's okay, it was... cute." his voice grew quieter, like he was a little embarrassed to admit it.

you blinked at him before you truly processed his words, your heart bursting. "what?!"

mikey looked everywhere except you. "you—you heard what i said! just—come on." he grabbed your hand and ran over to his bike. his hand gripped the top of your head and you were so confused until he pulled a helmet out and slotted it over you. he clasped the buckle under your chin.

he stared at you for a moment before smiling with adoration. your face felt warm as butterflies filled your stomach.

"heh." he giggled, holding the sides of the helmet so that you couldn't hide your face from him. "cute."

as time went on, mikey wasn't so bashful when expressing his love for you.

RAN

he grinned. "ohhhh, i know." he dragged out his triumphant proclamation. "i know."

your face burned and you didn't know what to say to that. so, you bailed. "uh... okay? see you around!" you quickly turned. he knew? why'd he have to say it like that?

it took a moment to realize he was following you.

"so, where are we going?" he asked, tossing the snack package up in the air and catching it. "s'okay if it's far, i got a ride."

you stopped dead in your tracks, bewildered. "what?"

he cocked his head to the side, a calm smile on his face. "aren't we going out?"

you nearly screamed at the suggestion, not expecting this from him at all. "i—no??" you shoved your face into your hands. "i don't know!"

he laughed, captivated by how flustered you were. ran was a guy who liked to sweet talk and see his effect on others, and your reactions were just too good. "come on, i know you've been wanting some time alone with me for a while. you're not so secretive."

you groan and shy away from him. peeking from behind your hands, you meekly asked "was it that obvious?"

he grinned. "yeah. but all the better for me, right?" he put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side and leading you out the school. "knowing i got a pretty thing like you thinking about me all day."

you rolled your eyes, finally starting to come down from the high of your confession. "it wasn't all day."

ran smiled, so tempted to respond with well, that was the case for me, but he figured you'd probably faint. he'd save that for the next time.

RINDOU

"i know." he blurted out before he could think of something better to say. for all the bones he broke, rindou's resolve was weak. but he was good at faking it.

he could tell you were confused, not expecting his response.

you fidgeted with your fingers before you finally spoke up, your face burning. "uh... okay..?" how the hell is anyone supposed to respond to that.

rindou panicked internally, rubbing the back of his neck as he sighed. "are you free right now, or what?"

your eyes lit up as your downcast gaze snapped to look at him. "i am."

a smile cracked on rindou's face as he chuckled with amusement. "then, let me take you out."

"really?!" sure, it wasn't the most glamorous thing to say, but you couldn't help it. you were excited.

"yeah. i mean, you did buy me a snack, so." he held up the package proudly. "gotta return the favor, right? come on, i got a ride."

you tried to hide how triumphant you felt as you followed him diligently. he was awkward, not possessing the same level of finesse his older brother did. like, what does he say to you??

"so..." you started, taking the lead.

oh, thank god. he let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"you said you knew?" you mumbled, making a point to avoid his stare. "was it obvious?"

he smirked. "yeah, it was very obvious." you winced, but he continued. "don't worry. it was interesting."

you twisted up your lips in a cringe. "interesting as in a good way, or...?"

rindou racked his brain. ran was always good at thinking on the spot—what would he say? his lips moved before he could stop them. "interesting as in i couldn't stop thinking about you."

you both stared at each other—rindou in absolute shock of what just left his lips and you, completely flustered. your heads whipped away from looking at each other, lips pressed in a tight line as a million different thoughts ran through them. rindou was sure he creeped you out, but then he heard you giggle.

he looked back at you, reading every inch of your expression. you smiled softly. "that was so cheesy."

you kept on laughing to yourself, somehow enamored by his stupid line and he knew he was flying off the deep end.

© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3

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[doudouo]

goddamn they are feeding us tenjiku stans with full speed..

rindou is so mischievous i am holding back my laugh so hard

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[guav]

Hiii!!! Can I request a girlfriend Rindou reader, where Tenjiku doesn't even know he has a girlfriend like Ran doesn't even know, and so she meets Tenjiku, and she can fight really really good and she's like PRETTY PRETTY and like how...? Did RINDOU EVEN GET HER? And she stars to catch other members eyes ;)

ᥫ᭡ for haitani rindou and tenjiku, WAREHOUSE ROMCOM.

in which you insist on meeting your boyfriend's current gang and fuck, you definitely just knocked out one of their captains.

𔘓 it's my first time writing for some of these guys so i'm sorry if they're ooc D: you used she/her and mentioned girlfriend so i'll be using those for this fic :] around 3.1k words of chaos.

“rin, how come i’ve never met any of your friends?” 

the timing doesn’t allow for a deep conversation. rindou’s too busy messing with his laptop, one earbud immersing him in whatever program was running. meanwhile, a catalog resting on your lap took half your attention.

as expected, the question is around the fifth priority in rindou’s head. “buncha smelly thugs, you wouldn’t like ‘em.”

“and you’re not in that demographic?” you idly munch on some snacks you scavenged from his pantry. 

“no, i’m not.” rindou scoffs like you just spat on his entire bloodline. “i’m your handsome boyfriend who you love very, very much.”

oh, this sweater has a really nice discount. “what about your brother? i've never seen him either, i’m starting to think you’re actually an only child.”

he’s gonna pretend like his comment going ignored didn’t sting a little. 

“you should be grateful, once you meet ran you’ll be cursed with a killer headache for the rest of your life.”

somehow it doesn’t seem as bad, nor does it deter you in the slightest. whine all he wants, rindou loves his brother. he knows it, and so do you.

“rinnie.” a vein could very well pop out his head at the dumb nickname. “are you embarrassed of me?”

(you know rindou would kiss the floor you walk on. still? good leverage).

his typing halts, left earbud joining the right to hang around his neck. a thousand times of the same coercion tactics should have prepared him better. should have. be as it may, rindou’s heartbeat stops for a minute.

you’re the one good thing he’s got going on, why would he ne embarrassed of you? no, never, he loves you too much.

not like he’d willingly admit to it, though. “a little” his typing resumes, this time a little more attentive to the situation. safety measures and all that.

seems he’s not budging. the playful banter turns into a bitter taste in your mouth. “rude.”

rindou doesn’t like your sudden silence. it cuts at his facade like the dullest of knives—painfully slow.

he can’t win against you. if there's one more thing he hates more than sweaty gym equipment is getting on your bad side.

“i’m not embarrassed, you’re just too pretty for them.” it’s not a lie.

“flattery won’t save you from sleeping on the couch.”

he’s in his own home, it's his couch and bed. “if i take you to meet them once,” rindou emphasizes the word, “will you be pleased?”

you would, “a little.”

works for him.

rindou groans like the sore loser he is, yet hands you an earbud. “whatever, don’t come cryin’  when you realize they're actually lame."

secretly, he prays you don't like them better than him.

"they're your friends—or gang, i'm guessing—i would never think bad of them."

aren't you just a godsend? rindou breathes a chuckle, pressing play. whatever wrinkles remained on his face washed away when you bobbed your head to his mix. he forgives you for being a pain in his ass.

everything’s fair in love and war; you came and conquered with ease. as implicit as he fights to keep it, rindou's a big softie for you.

you lean over to kiss his temple, maybe you’ll buy that sweater you saw for this special occasion.

just this once, punctuality would be the death of you.

the only street light a couple meters away flickers every two minutes, you’ve got no service, and the run-down warehouse you’re leaning on is the shadiest spot rindou’s asked you to meet at. seriously, what’s his issue?

“little late for someone like you to be out alone, isn’t it?” couldn’t have said it better, voice you've never heard before.

..wait.

with a gulp, you turn to meet whoever was talking to you. it’s not the least comforting when you have to look up to see his face. tall, weird eyebrows, and overall menacing.

for once in your goddamn life, think!

“yeah—i mean, it must suck to be alone in the dead of night.” you laugh nervously, as if to quell the goosebumps rising in your arms. “not me though, nope.”

mochi squints his eyes. you can’t be serious, right? there’s no one else in the entire block. “‘s that so?”

one gulp to hush your anxiety. “yup, my boyfriend’s waiting for me, if i don’t show he’ll come looking,” great, now you’re shaking. 

he’s not gonna buy it. this is the end, death by two hands the size of your head. truly tragic.

“only a shitty boyfriend would leave you all alone like this,” he huffs. it’s true, part of him wants to wait and chew out whoever this man is. 

safe to say, you have to agree. rindou is a dead man as soon as he shows his face, and it won’t be at the hands of this monster of a guy.

blame it on your current hyperfocus on every little thing (something’s gotta make up for your obvious lack of fight or flight) you can’t help but notice he’s wearing all red—is that a gang uniform?

funny how hope goes out as quick as that.

rindou’s uniform is most definitely not red. the fight bound to unleash is already brewing inside your mind, you’re not even sure if rindou can take a hit from this guy. if he ever gets here, only one of these two would walk away. 

you have to act, fast.

“it’s not safe, what’s a thing like you gonna do if—”

he makes the mistake of looking into your eyes. they’re wide, like a deer caught in headlights; innocent.

mochizuki’s second mistake is not noticing the right hook you swing.

the light flickers again, and one of tenjiku’s heavenly kings falls unconscious.

it goes without saying you fucking panic.

“i didn't mean to—shit!” you’re kneeling beside his body, checking for pulse. of course there's still a pulse, there’s no way you could actually kill a guy like that. “i’m so, so sorry.”

he didn’t even try to hurt you. are you the monster here? 

initially, you were worried rindou would be the one to start a fight if he saw you cornered by the guy. never would you have thought the culprit would be none other than yourself.

quickly, your sweater becomes a makeshift pillow—the least you could do for knocking the living daylights out of him. though you do cringe when the brand-new fabric soaks up all the dirt on the ground.

it’s okay, surely once he wakes again you can explain you didn’t mean to hit him. you were aiming for… a fly? a mosquito? those can carry deadly diseases. sure, let’s go with that.

kakucho doesn’t know what he just walked into.

there’s a stranger kneeling beside mochi whispering in a fret to herself, something about the last recorded case of dengue fever in japan. right, he was also unconscious.

soon, you notice him too. particularly his red uniform.

there’s a brief pause in which you just stare at each other.

come to think of it, you’d probably kick the bucket in these clothes, and you wouldn’t mind. dying with these on would be something you can live with—or die, rather? idioms are dumb. point is, you picked a really nice outfit for your supposed date with rindou. 

rindou haitani, who somehow managed to be late enough to miss you picking a fight with another gang member.

the silence is deadly. 

“you’re… his friend, right?” cautiously, you’re the one to break it. “i figured he'd appreciate a pillow to enjoy his nap.”

so why was his cheek painted a raging red? god, that’s a nasty bruise.

kakucho blinks twice. then, he looks around, trying to discern any other lifeform in close vicinity. any possible culprit. anything to explain what the fuck is going on.

“are you alone?” the question is courtesy, he already knows the answer. 

“no.” maybe he didn’t know after all.

he narrows his eyes, and you rush to fix whatever mistake you made. “my boyfriend—and friends, so many friends, are waiting on me. they’ll know if i don’t show up.”

you’re nervous. kakucho steps closer, and you’re quick to jump on your feet. “you’re right, i should probably go—”

“did you do this?”

“do what?”

as if it wasn’t obvious, he waves his arm at his fallen friend. “this.”

it’s been a long night. you’re frustrated, terrified out of your goddamn mind, and you can’t help the panic tears that start to form.

“i’m so sorry!” you bow, trying to hold back from outright sobbing in front of the delinquent. “he—i was alone, and he came around and-and started talking to me and i just, i got scared!”

kakucho blinks, again. 

“i didn’t mean to hurt him, i’m sure he’s a great guy, i was just jumpy, and fuck i didn't mean to cause any trouble.”

tears run down your cheeks, mourning both your sweater as a breeze rolls by and your wasted last moments of youth. great, you’re making it awkward. 

sometimes instincts take over, and kakucho is unsure why he’s shrugging off his tenjiku coat. neither does he have an answer as to why he reached to drape it over your shoulders.

“c’mon, just breathe.”

you do. you take a deep, deep breath, and your problems start to lessen. not actually though, the other gang member is still very much on the ground. however, it's nice not feeling in immediate danger anymore.

kakucho settles down next to mochi, and pats the ground next to him. “sit.”

last thing he tasked you ended up helping, so you decide to listen once more. a respectable distance away from him, you sit.

he’s not sure where to start. there’s so many questions he needs the answer to.

(how did you take out mochi? how did you know the exact warehouse where the higher-ups were meeting tonight?)

but he keeps quiet. 

either way, any explanations coming from you would be interrupted by hiccuping, and he didn’t want to risk any more crying from you.

“am i in trouble?”

the answer should be obvious. kakucho knows you’re aware of the mess you’re in now. still, there must be something missing. “i can count with one hand the people who’ve been able to take mochi out.”

so that’s his name. your gaze lands on him, peacefully resting. it’s a nice name. 

“so i need you to be honest,” kakucho tries his best to speak gently. “did you do this?”

he takes in a sharp breath when you nod.

“...how?”

the strained chuckle that leaves your lips makes his heart skip a beat or two. “i just, y’know, hit him.”

“but, how?” the mere thought is baffling to him.

“i can show you if you want.” you bite back. it’s playful. now you can cross-out befriending a random delinquent from your bucket list.

“never thought i’d see kakucho flirting.” a new voice enters the array. “didn’t know he had it in him.”

white hair flows freely, unfazed by the unresponsive commander beside the two. his presence exudes commands without diction. explain, now.

kakucho’s posture stiffens, and he’s quick to get back on his feet. “i arrived and mochi was knocked out, seemingly by,” he pauses to look at you. “uh, what’s your name?”

you match his movements, standing up and completely ignoring his question. “i’m really sorry about that, i didn’t know he was—”

izana interrupts the meaningless spiel, “your name, what is it?"

shivers crawl up your spine. a phantom would be more merciful with the frighten. so you answer his question.

and just like that, poor mochi is forgotten. "i like your name, it's nice on the ears."

you know better than to grimace at the compliment (was it really?) "i should get going, i don't want to be in your hair any longer."

izana follows your every movement with violet eyes. not a word is uttered, just a plastered, quite unsettling smile on his face as acknowledgment. 

right, your idiot boyfriend. one quick glance at the no signal on your phone serves as a reminder you're stranded.

a jingle brings you back to reality. it's izana, tilting his head. "what's wrong?"

well, you're certain all trains back home stopped doing rounds about half an hour ago, and there’s no way you can catch a ride from either of these two.

(the guy with the scar would probably do it, he seems kind. the urge to squish his cheeks like a grandma would is intense.)

"actually," an awkward laugh makes up for the nerves rattling within. "i.. can't leave, not yet."

his patience is wearing thin, you presume. "is that so?"

from behind you, kakucho shifts. would they even go for a one on two? when you're the one wearing heels?

"i told kakucho—" you glance back to confirm you remembered his name correctly, biting back a smile when he looks surprised. "—i was waiting for my friends and boyfriend, specifically at this exact, dirty warehouse." 

izana doesn't look satisfied. 

"half of that was a lie, it's just my boyfriend i'm supposed to meet." this doesn't seem to be getting any better. 

he's thinking about something.

"i know i shouldn't have lied, but it's basic street smarts! can't blame me for that." 

he steps closer, seemingly having resolved whatever idea was brewing in his head.

you're close to going on another rant on street safety, or maybe going for another swing, but izana makes you stop dead in your tracks. "do you wanna be kakucho's girlfriend?"

smelly thugs was cutting it short, this guy was bizarre as fuck.

kakucho is grateful you don’t have eyes on the back of your head. tenjiku’s number two, overwhelmed with a barrage of embarrassment and murderous tendencies for his one and only king.

(was he that obvious? were his fleeting glances that easy to notice?)

izana on the other hand had only just begun his career as a salesman. “kakucho here is a great guy—the definition of a gentleman and a picture-perfect servant.” 

odd way of selling someone for a boyfriend. you’d have a few pointers and even additions to his pitch, except you literally have a boyfriend, and you’ve told him so.

you check for the hour. maybe you’ll consider his proposal if kakucho isn’t horrid with meeting on time. “go on.”

two heavenly kings have yet to show their faces, another is knocked out, and the last is close to digging himself an early grave.

“so you’ll date kakucho then?”

has he heard a single word you’ve spoken? “i have a boyfriend.”

“it’s a yes or no question, preferably yes or yes.”

it’s better if you ignore the vague implication of a threat behind his statement. “rain check?”

that seems to please him. “i’m izana,” he offers his hand for a handshake. “pleasure doing business with you.”

“cool.” you’re absolutely sure he’s missing a screw in his head, but it’s funny. 

“too late to join the roster?” to absolutely no one’s surprise, it’s a new voice joining this sick joke of a night. you’re amazed at the fact four men have managed to show up unannounced to your date, and none are the one you're actually going out with.

izana turns to meet the new addition, eyebrow raising at the fact it’s only half the duo. 

“he’s finding a spot to park, sent me to check on that one over there.” one hand points to you, the other toys with a dual-colored braid. 

he’s clad in a black uniform—just like rindou’s. everything's even more confusing now, hurray you!

kakucho, who’s more than grateful to leave the past conversation behind, begins to process the situation. “you know ran?”

“ran?” puzzle pieces are slowly coming together. “as in haitani? ran haitani?”

the man himself lets out a low whistle. “sorry man, only been here for at least half a minute and i’m already takin' the spotlight—nothing personal.”

that’s not how you meant it at all. “no-”

“kakucho gave her his jacket.” izana you are not helping. 

“that has nothing to do with this.” kakucho pleads to everything under the sun for his boss to just, shut up. just this once.

“ran, where’s ri-”

“see? already reeling back to me, i think i've got more game than you.” rindou was right, he’s a living headache. 

izana tugs at your blouse. “you already said yes on kakucho, no take backs.”

“that never happened.” kakucho, angel on earth, everyone.

something boils from within. "i have a boyfriend."

“you’re too pretty for him.” he blurts without an ounce of hesitation in his body. it’s amusing how ran said the same thing as rindou—they really are family. still, no. does he even know you're dating his brother? 

the situation is getting out of hand, your patience is being tested, and you just want to go home at this point. 

at this rate you’re sending ran home with half his braids in your fist, izana is getting his arm put in a cast if he utters another word, and kakucho is getting his jacket back and a pat on the head.

there are a few reasons you’re dating rindou haitani. among the perks lies the telepathic bond you two have—whatever you think, rindou is already doing. which is exactly why ran is suddenly getting his braid damn near ripped out by gloved hands.

“wanna say that again?” rindou holds the hair tightly in a fist, he’s fuming. “c'mon, don’t pussy out now.”

the three of you gawk at the scene. kakucho and you in shock, izana in awe. the man of the hour arrived, and everything took a turn for the worse.

the youngest haitani has always followed his older brother like a best friend and inspiration. it’s a relationship based on respect for the other and no one else. sure, they have disagreements, but rindou admires no one more than ran. 

the haitani brothers, joined at the hip by crime and blood, now tearing each other apart in the pettiest of ways.

ran, tallest, oldest, arguably strongest, hisses in pain by the harsh tugging. “why dontcha rip it out while y’re fucking at it? whatever got into you?”

izana pokes a finger into your side for the second time. “you know rindou?”

your eyes are glued on the brothers. ran keeps whining, rindou is professing his undying and very much ongoing love for you. “yeah, we’re dating.”

a pause. a long one at that. 

“...why?” he sounds puzzled.

rindou screams insults at ran and soon drags his hair-stylist through the mud too, for some reason. “what do you mean by that?”

izana blinks at you like the answer is obvious. “is he like, forcing you or something?”

“what?”

kakucho, who’s been silently witnessing the convo fights to stifle his laughter. it’s of no use, not when you’re throwing his jacket back at his face to shush him. it’s a strong throw, sending him backwards a step or two.

izana thinks you’re funny, too. “you are too pretty for him.”

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#ok i had fun writing this one #rindou x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tenjiku x reader #izana x reader #ran x reader #kakucho x reader #rindou haitani #izana kurokawa #kakucho hitto #ran haitani #tokyo rev x reader #tr x reader #tenjiku #ROGUEL1KE #fem reader #female reader

[kazutora-kurokawa]

NSFW headcanon. How would the Tenjiku guys react to their partner reaching back and spreading themselves open during sex?

Tenjiku x Reader: How They React to You Spreading Yourself Open for Them

♡ NSFW, Fem reader, degradation + praise, pet names, spanking, edging, oral/fem receiving, fingering, breeding kink, reader being manhandled, mean dom!Izana, reader is on all fours if you needed to know that lol ♡

Characters: Izana, Kakucho, Mucho, Mochi, Ran, Rindou, Shion, Hanma

note: thanks for requesting anon 🩷 I didn't include Kisaki, Koko, or Sanzu (I just don't consider them to be among the main members of Tenjiku) but if you desperately need them to be included just shoot me an ask (when I open my asks back up) and I'll write one for them

edit: I added Hanma specifically for @katkitkats

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Izana

🎴 Was confused for a second because he didn't give you permission to touch yourself

🎴 Smacks your hand away and starts degrading you

"Did I tell you that you could touch yourself you little slut?"

🎴 Edges you as a punishment

Kakucho

🩷 Gets flustered and just stares at your pussy for a solid minute

🩷 Takes it as an invitation to get as deep as possible

🩷 Praises you the whole time

"Such a good girl opening yourself up for me, so damn pretty ♡"

Mucho

🔷 Doesn't even give you a chance to spread yourself because he's doing it for you, he's trying to hit every nerve fr

🔷 He damn near has you hitting splits with how far he spreads your legs (this man is actively trying to breed you)

🔷 Despite him manhandling you, he's relatively gentle during sex because he doesn't want to hurt you

"That's it babygirl, you're taking me so good. You deserve to have that pretty pussy filled up~"

Mochi

🍡 He's quick to respond when you spread yourself open for him

🍡 Immediately grabs your hips and flips you over onto your back

🍡 Since you obviously want him so badly, prepare to not be able to walk in the morning

"You should see yourself right now, you look so perfect and vulnerable underneath me angel."

Ran

💜 You've done this before so he isn't surprised

💜 Spanks you with his baton

💜 Teases you about how needy you are

"You're so damn needy doll, presenting yourself like such a whore for me ♡"

Rindou

🩵 As soon as you spread yourself for him, he's leaning in to kiss your pussy

🩵 Eats you out til his face is drenched in your juices and you're overstimulated

🩵 Grips your thighs because he knows your legs are gonna give out on you

"You taste so fucking good princess, just can't stop myself from being greedy~"

Shion

🖤 He's speechless, at an absolute loss for words fr

🖤 You look back at him and he's just staring at your pussy, probably drooling too

🖤 Immediately drops the idea of having sex because he wants to eat you out

"You're so fucking cute, I need to devour you darling."

Hanma

🏵️ Teases you about how needy you are

🏵️ Threatens to punish you by slapping your ass til it's red

🏵️ Flips you over and fingers you even though he knows you want him to fuck you

"Your pussy is so pretty babydoll. I can tell you're aching for me to fuck you, but I don't think you've earned it yet ♡"

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@arlerts-angel , @i-literally-cant-with-this , @trevengersprincess , @happy-trenchcoated-impala , @giugiette , @katkitkats

#tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers headcanons #tenjiku #izana smut #kakucho smut #mucho smut #mochi smut #ran haitani smut #rindou haitani smut #shion smut #I love Izana but I'd probably cry if I was in a relationship with him 😭 #hanma smut

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Wait if ur taking requests can you do a street racer!reader x haitani brothers for example she was out her friends and suddenly some from her last match come up to her and challenged her for a rematch and tenjiku members were having a party or in a club and she peeks the interest of both the brothers (the rest is up to ya )

Hello! I'm so sorry this took so long to write, this is my first story ask and hopefully I did a good job for you! :)

NSFW - MINORS DO NOT READ. Warnings: Threesome, spanking, m!oral, double penetration, alcohol, language, use of pet names, etc

Can I keep you?

Restlessness began to rattle your bones at not being able to find anything to do for the night. You had all but given up on finding something as the streets were on lockdown due to an event that took place 3 days ago. The event in question? Oh yeah, you were the spark that set the streets on fire that had the cops on high alert. Luckily the deities were on your side that night. 

The sound of your phone ringing snatched your attention and you snapped out of your funk to take the call. “Hello?” My god you sounded miserable. “Get ready, we're going out and please for the love of god - don't bring you know what…we're going to a party not a race.” Your friend on the other line huffed and warned you before ending the call. “Gee…thanks for-ope, nevermind.” The words couldn't even finish coming out your mouth when your friend texted you the address for the party. 

Bitch, before you say anything...here's the address: Proud Roppongi Apartments Roppongi, Minato-Ku, Tokyo

End Message

She knew you all too well and knew what you were about to say. Witch… You say inside your head and smile as her timing was always eerily perfect. 

Jumping in the shower and getting ready, you are thinking about what to do about her request. I mean you could easily take the train or call a cab but what would be the fun in that? You wore high-waisted jean shorts with fishnet patterned nylons underneath and black combat boots. A black tank top that you tucked in and a black baggy bomber jacket completed your outfit. You looked like trouble already with a septum and lip piercing. Makeup was simple, black winged liner, mascara and a dark red lip. Oh how the men melted beneath you when you wore dark lipstick. It just added the poison cherry on top to your look. 

Within 20 minutes you arrived at the lux apartment and made your way through the parking lot. As your car strode by, the guests were staring at the custom blood red Lancer Evo 8 with tinted windows, your baby. You were used to it, whether the attention was on you or your car, it never phased you. Stepping out of your Lancer, you could hear the ooo's and aww's - they expected a man to step out of the car, not a woman. The cat calls began, as did the misogynist phrases of that car being ‘too much’ for a woman, that you can ride them instead. Those who recognized your spitfire stayed silent to avoid your wrath. You continued making your way to the party with a smirk on your face, it was best not to engage as you might just end up smoking them in the parking lot. 

The spacious apartment was crowded with people, alcohol, men and women. The music blared through the speakers and you were weaving your way through the crowd to find your friends. You were asked multiple times to dance or offered drinks but declined - some of the men here were known to do some shady shit. Finally, you found them, they were in a crowd of people who looked to be gang members. Their rowdy appearance and talk made a shiver run up your spine. This was Yokohama’s most ruthless and well known gang, Tenjiku. You should have known better, a party in Roppongi only meant one thing…the Haitani’s.

Word on the street was that they owned Roppongi, there is no club that doesn’t know their name. Promoters and club owners often send out invitations for them to attend their events. What's a party without a Haitani? If the public knew a Haitani was attending, it instantly boosted their numbers and profits. Even just one brother attending is enough to get a full house. In addition they also graced people with their presence in underground events. Some street racers made mad cash by just having a bet placed on them by the brothers. God forbid that they place a bet against you…you will lose money, street cred and potentially your car. You’ve attended a few races before when they were there but you didn’t approach them nor want to be seen by them. If they give you the slightest bit of attention, you know you are going to melt underneath them. 

“Hey (Y/N)! Over here!” Your friend called out when she spotted you. All eyes traveled in your direction to see who was entering their circle. She was speaking with Shion Madarame, the mad dog with a lion face tattoo and vertical scar on his lip. His eyes trailed along your figure and he couldn’t help but lick his lips at seeing the fresh meat wander into his space. You greeted him and your friend with a friendly smile. Slowly you were being thrown deeper into Tenjiku’s crowd, you were making small talk with Mochizuki and Mucho, for two tall beefy guys - they weren’t as scary as they looked. Your ridiculous sense of humor and sultry laugh had their interest peaked. What you didn’t notice was that you were catching the attention of a few others in the circle. Both Haitani’s were intrigued that a woman was making both hardasses puddy in her hands. 

Izana Kurokawa’s attention was snatched from his conversation with Kakucho when he saw you getting a piggyback ride from Mochizuki. He nudged the two Haitani brother’s and nodded in your direction. “Who’s the girl?” He asked with coyness on his tongue. “Hmm, don’t know - she looks like fun.” They had no idea that the person who made them lose money was right in front of them. 

You were hoisted up higher and were riding Mochi’s shoulders as a little friendly drinking game began. Beer pong but with a twist - for every shot your opponent makes, you must take a shot or chug half a beer and your ‘horse’ will spin you around on their shoulders for 5 seconds. The combination of alcohol and spinning motion was guaranteed to fuck up both players. Your opponent was your friend on Mucho’s shoulders. The crowd began to huddle towards you as the game continued. It was catching the attention of the two Haitani brothers. The moment they saw Mochizuki spin you around and heard your screaming over the music, they began to move closer to the table. Seeing your face and the glossy look in your eyes, it lit a fire in them. A few rounds in and you were just a few cups away from winning. Your friend was teetering on the other side and was trying to sit up straight but the amount of alcohol and spins on Mucho’s back had her forfeiting the match, making you the victor. The crowd cheered and Mochizuki gave victory laps around the table, the way your body bounced and swayed had each Tenjiku member’s feeling a tightness in their pants. 

Soon a loud voice called out your name, you turned to try and look for the person calling you but couldn’t focus with all the running around. Someone lowered the music and again the same voice called out to you. “(Y/N)! I demand a fucking rematch!” The male in question was pointing at you, his eyes reflected nothing but acrimony. “What’s he going on about?” Mochizuki asked as he helped you off his shoulders. When your eyes met the other person, you immediately knew it was trouble. The guy was a sore loser who couldn’t accept the fact that he lost a race against a woman. “(Y/N)! I told you this was a party, not a race! Did you seriously bring your spitfire??” Your friend’s slurred speech made you flinch, you were in trouble. “It’s not my fault he drives like a bitch and burned out.” You retorted and were ready for a fight, or in this case - a race. “This bitch owes me a rematch - there’s no way she could have won that race if my car didn’t burn out.” The male continued his insults and demands for a rematch. He was a rich boy who spent daddy’s money, he knew nothing about cars as he had others modify his car. It’s one thing to have a hobby of collecting modified cars but it was another to actually know how to modify and drive. 

“Oi oi oi…you didn’t tell me she’s the spitfire's driver.” Shion said with a smirk on his face. It’s not that he had anything against you but your spitfire cost him a bet, specifically the race that the other male was going on about. The bet was an event that the brothers were supposed to attend but had to send Shion in their stead. The Haitani’s ears perked up when they heard it involved money and racing. They were familiar with some of the racers but they weren’t aware of a female racer. “What’s the spitfire?” Kakucho asked as he wasn’t too well versed with street races, his scene was more for underground brawls. “She’s my baby…wanna see her?” You asked coyly and raised your eyebrows suggestively. “Oh no! You are not racing (Y/N)!” Your friend yelled out like a mother hen trying to keep her baby chick in line. Ran Haitani’s voice was now in your ear, “Show us dollface…” It made chills run down your spine. Turning to face him, his lilac orbs were gorgeous and sucking you in - that handsome fucking smirk and his long braided pigtails made your knees go week. “...oh fuck” You say as he cupped your chin. “You’re such a hog…give the girl some breathing space.” A second low voice said right above you, strong arms pulled you in and your back was flush against another male’s chest. You looked up to see Rindou Haitani’s lilac orbs looking right back at you. His body was toned enough to where you could feel his muscles on your back, it made you squeak in surprise. There are a few things you have a weakness for: cars, desserts and men. 

When the crowd made its way to the parking lot, they saw your spitfire in all its beauty. The moment you popped the hood, the race was over before it even began. Other street racers sided with you, they knew the other guy had no chance in hell of winning. They immediately declared you the victor. “See? I didn’t even need to race to win.” You say to your friend and wrap your arms around her like a child asking their parents for forgiveness. “Oh my…looks like she wasn’t all talk…” Ran says as he pulls you away and slithers his arms around your waist. He was sending shivers down your spine. You were used to the machismo but this…him? He was on another level. “Come with me princess… ‘want you to prove you can handle that machine.” He whispers in your ear and nips at the shell of your ear. “If you’re going to tell me that I can’t handle riding you - save it.” You say and back away. Ran was too cocky for his own good. Rindou caught the little interaction and smirked at his older brother getting shut down.

There was no need to head back inside the apartment, the party resumed in the parking lot - making the crowd get bigger and louder. Blending back into the rest of Tenjiku’s men, you could feel Ran’s heavy gaze on you. “What happened?” Rindou’s snicker made the elder Haitani scowl. “Princess needs to be put in her place.” Ran said as he downed his drink. This gave Rindou an idea, a rather malicious one but he just couldn’t help himself when it came to competing with his brother. “Tell ya what…if you could get her to bend over before I can, I won’t take any of your little playthings for 3 months.” As much as Rindou was a gentleman, he had a small part of him that loved to cause mischief when it came to Ran’s womanizing. “You’re on…” 

Your unsuspecting self was now caught between a brotherly feud. As your body moved with the music, you felt someone reach for your hand and you turned to face Rindou. He leaned in and asked for your permission to dance with him. This was a first, usually men would just grind themselves against your ass and think that’s permission enough. Charmed by his manners, you agreed and wrapped your arms around his neck. Without noticing, Rindou’s eyes darted up to meet Ran’s, oh god - it was one thing to make a Haitani angry but to make them jealous was a deadly mistake. “What’s wrong Haitani? You lost your victim?” Mucho asked with a hint of teasing on his tongue. “No, princess here doesn’t know what she just got herself into.” Ran says with vexation in his tone. 

Slowly but surely Rindou was leading you away from the crowd and making innocent gestures that kept creating sparks. You found yourself in his room and lip locked with him. His hands were wandering around the valley of your chest and gently tugging at your shirt, as if he was asking for permission for you to let him take it off. His touch was making you pant and grind yourself onto him. “I want you…” You say coyly as you begin unbuttoning his pants. Rindou was not expecting you to bend over this easily for him. The bad girl who was ready to set the streets on fire was becoming a desperate little slut for his cock. You both were interrupted by the sound of Rindou’s phone going off, someone had called him to come back out to the parking lot due to a fight starting. “Give me 10 minutes, beautiful…I’ll be right back. Looks like a fight is starting, I need to end it before it gets out of hand.” He said as he kissed your lips and fought back the urge to stay. His tone of voice was so gentle and soothing, the way he was making butterflies in your stomach caught you off guard. Within 5 minutes of Rindou being gone, you were already undressing and in your undergarments. You didn’t want to waste anymore time, your core was throbbing and your pulse was racing. His cologne lingered on his pillow and you couldn’t help but let your hands travel south. The sound of the door opening made you stop and pull away from the waistline of your panties. 

Turning to face the door, you were expecting Rindou but instead you were met with another pair of lilac eyes. Ran Haitani was standing in the doorway with a smirk on his face. “Oh? Expecting someone else?” The tone of his voice was heavy. You laid perfectly still and didn’t dare to move or flinch, you knew the moment you did - it was over. He walked in and closed the door behind him, eyeing your almost nude figure and the smirk on his face widened. “I’m waiting for Rindou…get out.” The venom on your tongue made his eye twitch. You were already declaring Rindou the victor of their bet without even knowing it. He inched closer and began to lick his lips - “He won’t satisfy you (Y/N).” Oh no…what was this? He was not letting up. His eyes were burning through you, you hardly noticed how close he was. His long and slender fingers lightly grazed your knee, moving higher up to your thighs. “Good thing I sent him away…” A lightbulb went off in your head, Ran purposely caused a fight to get Rindou out of the room. 

Slowly sitting up, you smirked and pulled him by his shirt to crash your lips onto his. It took Ran by surprise, he was too stunned to react properly. What happened to the resistance you had for him? Your tongue was exploring his mouth with such ease that it made his cock twitch with how assertive you were being. “You wanted to see if I could handle riding you? Hmm?” Throwing his intended words back at him had him grinning from ear to ear. Ran did not hesitate to pin you beneath him, he was devouring your neck and was drawing light and breathy moans from your lips, it was stroking his ego. Hungry hands began to grope and touch you places that had your breath hitching. He wanted to make sure you knew his cock was hard by how he grinded himself into your clothed cunt. Ran had size, no doubt about it but you were just getting started. As much as you wanted Rindou…Ran was also setting fire to your core.

You rolled him over and straddled him. Slowly you began to grind yourself on him, feeling how his cock twitched against your clit made you let out a sweet moan. Ran was ready to declare himself the victor. A charging cord caught your attention and you leaned in to place kisses on his lips, at the same time you reached over to take the cord. You asked Ran to raise his hands so that you could strip him, he happily obliged and obeyed. The moment you wrapped the cord around his wrists, he became alert but it was too late to react. You had already tied the cord against the bed frame. “What the hell (Y/N)?” The low tone in Ran’s words had you smirking. “I told you, didn't I? I’m waiting for Rindou…” Almost on queue, Rindou walked into the room and caught the last of your words. He almost burst out laughing at the sight in front of him. Not once has he seen Ran in this predicament before, regardless of the number of times he’s walked in on him before - this was a first. 

“Can you come and fuck me now Rin? Your brother said that you wouldn’t be able to satisfy me…” You pouted and motioned for Rindou to come and join you on the bed. This is where malicious compliance kicked in. No…she’s not seriously going to… Ran thinks to himself as he sees Rindou begin to undress. You got off Ran and positioned yourself between his legs, allowing Rindou to get behind you - giving Ran a full view of the scene that is about to unfold right in front of his eyes. With one quick motion your panties were torn off and your bra was flung across the other side of the room. The cool air made your nipples harden and Ran could see Rindou’s hands come from behind you to toy with them. You leaned back a little and let your head fall back into his shoulders. Ran was furious but he couldn’t help the tent that began to form in his pants. 

Spreading your legs a little wider, you allowed Ran to see how your core was dripping wet, “Fuck…” Ran cursed under his breath as your fingers traced light circles on your clit. “Now now beautiful, let me take care of that for you.” Rindou said coyly and tilted your chin to meet your lips. Seeing someone else touch you had Ran pulling on the cord, he wanted to join Rindou in breaking your body. Rindou’s hand slid down to play with your clit, the honey coated moans and gasps that dripped from your lips was making Ran buck his hips slightly. You led Rindou’s hands further south between your wet folds, whimpering as two thick fingers prodded your entrance. “Is this what you wanted baby?” he asks and smirks into your skin. You moan out a ‘yes’ and spread your legs a little wider for Ran to see his brother’s fingers bury themselves in your tight hole. Half lidded eyes looked down at Ran, you were in a daze and loved seeing the tortured and desperate look on his face. The obscene sound of his fingers pumping in and out of your pussy had Ran biting his lip. “Be a good girl and pull my brother’s cock out of his pants.” Rindou said loud enough for Ran to hear, the mischief in his eyes was making Ran regret trying to take you from him. 

You nodded and reached for Ran’s cock. He groaned as your warm hand wrapped around his shaft, lightly stroking it before tugging his pants down to set him free. It was slathered in precum and twitching as your hands ghosted over the length. Gently, your body was pulled flush against Rindou’s chest and he pulled his fingers out of your dripping hole. His attention was now focused back on your clit. “I want you to cum all over his cock, can you do that for me baby?” You figured he was going to let Ran watch as he fucked you, but to make you get off and have you squirt all over his cock was something else. It was a filthy little scene that Rindou set up just for Ran.

“That's not fair, little brother…” Ran retorted as he felt his breathing get a little unsteady. He didn't think Rindou had it in him to pull this type of shit. His train of thought was disrupted when a filthy moan echoed in the room, your clit was being played with at the same time as Rindou pinching your nipple - making your body overheat. “Fuck…fuck-Rin I'm so close.” You whimper and whine, that unmistakable tingling sensation was running down your spine. Ran could feel your thighs beginning to shake on the mattress as your orgasm was clawing its way out. His precum was beginning to pool on his stomach, every twitch of his cock made him drip more and more. Rindou's other hand stopped playing with your nipples and wrapped itself around your throat. “You're gonna cum for me, right baby? You're gonna show him how I make you cum?” Rindou says as he puts more pressure against your clit and makes your vision go white. He made you scream his name right in front of Ran. Not only that but he made your pussy squirt all over Ran's member and lower abdomen. Rindou could see how his brother's cock throbbed and twitched as your juices coated his length. He almost felt bad for Ran…almost.

As you were coming down from your high, your body almost gave out against Rindou. The built up tension and teasing had you on edge. You were panting and gripping Rindou's arms for stability. “Play with Ran's cock, princess…” Rindou whispers in your ear, your body stiffens a bit - a little unsure if you heard him right. “Go on…” His tone was so sweet and gentle. Trembling hands reached down to grip the base of Ran's cock, it made him whimper into your touch, Rindou was being kind. The moment you got a steady rhythm going, your body was bent forward and pulled back so that you were on your knees and your face hovered above Ran’s member. You looked back at the lurid look on Rindou’s face, the gentle nature he made you believe in was a facade. “Now open that pretty little mouth of yours and make him cum dollface.” It felt as if your brain short circuited, you felt your face heat up and the mad blush could be seen even from Ran’s point of view. The hesitation made Rindou land a harsh slap to your ass cheek, making you squeal and look at Ran with tears brimming on your lash line. He couldn’t help but twitch in your hands, you were beautiful and so fragile at the moment, he wanted nothing more than to have your puffy lips wrapped around his tip. You lowered your head and began to take him in slowly, inch by inch - bobbing your head up and down in the process. He tasted like sweet honey, you could also taste yourself on him, traces of your essence lingered on your tongue. “Ngh…untie my fucking hands-oh fuck…” Ran’s voice cracked as you hallowed your cheeks and stroked him. 

Rindou chuckled, he was enjoying every second of this torture. “Spread your legs open for me princess…” He said and you complied, arching your back to give him full access to your honey pot. Rindou’s hot tip prodded your entrance and just the tip alone was stretching you out, it made you whimper into Ran’s cock. Every moan and whimper reverberated through his member and it added to the pleasure that your mouth was giving him. Once Rindou bottomed out, he had to pause and take a moment to adjust to your walls. The warmth and tight sensation of your cunt was making his cock throb - not once has he been so close to melting by just bottoming out with any previous women. Slowly he began to thrust and grunt as your pussy was ready to milk him for all he’s worth, spasming around his length in pure bliss. 

A thick cloud of lust enveloped the room as you were being used as Rindou's personal flesh light. His pace quickened and you could feel how his tip kissed your cervix, almost in sync with Ran's tip kissing the back of your throat. The lewd sounds of gags, moans and grunts echoed in the room. Your hips were beginning to match Rindou's pace, it was making his eyes roll into the back of his skull - it was as if your cunt was made for him, the gods created you just for him to sink into pure bliss. Another harsh slap landed on your cheek, it felt like he almost broke skin this time - he made you release Ran from your mouth and made you scream. Your head was resting on Ran’s hips, you were gripping on him as if your life depended on it - Rindou’s pace picked up and almost pushed you back on to Ran. “What’s the matter princess? Can’t take me?” The wicked tone in his voice made you dig your nails into poor Ran’s skin - it made Ran’s breath hitch and he let out a whimper. Who would have known that this fucker turned into puddy with a few perfectly placed hands?

Seeing how you were so close to nirvana, Rindou stopped and pulled completely out - looking down to admire the mess he’s made out of you. That milky white substance dripped from your hole each time you clenched around nothing. “Tell ya what princess…give Ran a taste and then we will give you what your body really wants…” Rindou leaned forward and untied his brother’s arms, setting the older Haitani free. Oh no…you were in for it now. “On your back sweetheart…” Ran sat up a little to lean against the headboard and helped you roll over, placing you flush against his chest. “W-wait…I’m not ready-Ngh!” You moan as Ran hooks his arms under your knees, raising your hips and prods your back entrance. If you thought that Rindou was stretching you out, Ran was splitting you in half. Hot tears began to stream down your face as your body spasmed the more Ran buried himself in you. The more he thrusted into you, the louder your moans became - you were now saying his name. “Ran, I’m so close! ‘feels so good!” You slurred and gripped the bed sheets. The perfect little slut, that’s what you were to them.

Admiring the view before him, Rindou took out his phone and snapped a picture, one that he will come back to, to get off if you weren’t around. Leaning in to place a nipple in his mouth, Rindou’s fingers trace light circles on your clit - making you clench around Ran’s cock. There was no way you were going to be able to walk straight after this. “How does she feel?” Rindou asks right before he bites down on the pebbled nub. “She’s so tight…she-fuck-feels like heaven…” Ran praising you had you on cloud 9. Your mind was muddled with so many thoughts, could you keep them? Would they keep you? You couldn’t wait to see them again,  your body was missing them already. The thoughts in transit made you grip Rindou’s hair and reach for his cock. You wanted both of them and you did not hesitate to tell them. 

You lined up Rindou with your core and threw your head back into Ran’s shoulders as he thrusted his complete length inside you. The pressure on your hips was making even more tears stream down your face. “S-shit…she likes that. Keep fucking her, make her scream for us.” Ran said as he was reaching his peak, you did a number on him earlier when you went down on him - he was lucky that Rindou interrupted you. He was close to the edge and would have made you swallow his seed. Both of them were fucking you into oblivion, your body was going numb and your legs were beginning to shake again, catching Ran’s attention. “She’s fucking close…” Rindou said as he too caught on to your bliss. “Come for us dollface.” Ran whispered in your ear and snapped his hips into you, sending a shockwave of pleasure up your spine. 

Your body began to react on its own. Lithe fingers began to circle your clit, you didn’t even need the extra stimulation but your cunt was so greedy that it wanted all it could take. Moving your hips with them, you were desperate to reach that perfect high. Both brother’s husky moans were throwing you over the edge, you felt your cord snap and your sweet release coated their cocks. With a few more pumps, both Haitani’s filled you to the brim with their seed. You could feel their thick ropes of cum spill out as they continued to overstimulate both themselves and you. The pounding of each other’s hearts echoed in the room, you thought your heart was about to burst with how hard you were panting. Without even thinking, you spoke - “Can I keep you?” The silence in the room became overwhelming. They could not believe you were asking this question. “Which one, princess?” Rindou asked with a smirk on his face. “I-I want both of you…” You said shamelessly and smiled from ear to ear. There was no way you were going to let go, you wanted to remain lost in heaven. 

#tokyorevengers #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fanfic #tokyo revengers smut #tr fanfic #tr smut #request #ask #ran #rindou #ran haitani #rindou haitani #ran haitani smut #rindou haitani smut #tenjiku ran #tenjiku rindou #spicy #first ask story #hopefully i delivered

[lucifugousart]

Tragic, monopoly night gets banned in tenjiku

#i wonder why #I forgot i didn't post this here lmao #How could i #Tumblr is literally my shitpost art reign apparently #tenjiku #tokyo revengers #tokyorev #tokyorevengers #izana kurokawa #kakucho #shion madarame #ran haitani #rindou haitani #mucho yasuhiro #sanzu haruchiyo #kanji mochizuki #NOBODY WAS GONNA TELL ME THAT I TAGGED THE WRONG MOCHI?!??? #Betrayal #Go to monopoly jail

[girlrindou]

something quick for new years!

#I tried something different so I’m a little hesitant about this one but ..! #tokyo revengers #東卍fa #rindou haitani #東京リベンジャーズ #fanart #tokyo revengers fanart #haitani brothers #haitani rindou #ran haitani #sketch #tenjiku

[evergone]

Star-Crossed Lovers

Rindou Haitani x Reader

Warnings: 18+ content (Allusions to sex, drinking), references to underage drinking (I do not condone or promote these behaviours), angst to fluff

Description: Everyone knows that when Rindou and the reader break up, they always end up back together, but this time something feels off.

You and Rindou broke up every other week.

When people asked how long you’d been together, you’d argue for hours on end about which break-ups counted and which didn’t. You liked to say you’d been together five years — ignoring the break-ups that occurred in the middle. Rindou, on the other hand, was adamant that every little break-up counted.

Yes, that included the time you broke up with him because he wouldn’t let you buy two of the same dress just in case something happened to the first one. It included the time he broke up with you because you absolutely demolished him in Monopoly. It included the time you broke up with him because he didn’t come home for five days straight. It included the time he broke up with you because he didn’t want to see you get deep enough into his gang business that you couldn’t get out.

So, after five years of dating — or three weeks, by Rindou’s standards — it became relatively obvious to everyone including yourselves that no little issue could actually spell the end of your relationship. The two of you were invariably intertwined. Star-crossed. At any given point in time, the most important person to you was him, and to him was you. There was nothing, truly nothing, that you couldn’t overcome together.

Except this break-up was different.

You could taste it in the air. Bitter. Empty. Soulless. There was hatred there, between you and Rindou, and it seemed that star-crossed lovers were truly just a thing of fiction.

It started out as just a petty argument. You had pointed out an engagement ring at the local jewellery store that you thought was just the most gorgeous thing in the world. It was vintage, from the mid-nineteen-twenties, and it was perfectly your size. You suggested, only half-jokingly, that he buy it and keep it in his pocket for the right time. Afterall, you were twenty and neither of you were getting any younger. But for some reason, some stupid, stupid reason, he completely freaked out.

“I’m not ready for that, Y/n!” Rindou’s head whipped around so his cold, violet gaze bore holes right through you. “How am I even supposed to know you’re the right person for me?”

The very same eyes that had just sent a chill through your entire body then betrayed his composure. Like a mirror struck by bad luck, they shattered, softened, and tried to reason with you wordlessly.

“We’ve been together five years and you don’t know if you want to marry me one day?” You asked him, both furious and heart-broken.

“Three weeks,” he said. Muscle memory. That was always his response to the whole ‘five years’ accusation, it was supposed to be funny, but in the moment it reeked of this sense that he was sick of you — ashamed of you, even.

Rightfully, you stormed out of the store, but he was hot on your heel, pleading with you to just stop and listen to him. By the time you had your keys in the lock of the driver’s door to your car, he was practically on his knees. It was a mistake, he didn’t mean anything by it, you had to understand that he was just so caught off-guard!

“Caught off-guard?” You scoffed, “How could you be caught off-guard when we’ve been together this long?”

“We break up so often, Y/n, I just didn’t think…” He didn’t know what to say, or how to justify his reaction. Rindou knew that at some point in your lives the two of you would probably be married, but he hadn’t really thought too seriously about it.

You rolled your eyes, “Take your brother, and get out of my house.”

For the next month, Rindou and his brother, Ran, crashed at Madarame’s. Ran had been whining the entire time about how much of a downgrade their living situation was since Madarame’s apartment stunk of his horrible cologne, and none of them were as good at cooking as you. You’d received about a dozen phone calls a week from him, each one begging you to either forgive Rindou, or at the very least, drop a meal off for them.

“We aren’t friends anymore, Ran, Rindou has ruined everything. Don’t call me again,” you told him eventually.

Everyone was feeling the effects of the break-up. Gang violence in Roppongi was at an all-time-high because Rindou was beating so many people up just to expel as much of the anger as he could. In meetings with the rest of Rokuhara Tandai, he was hardly focused, and would walk out having no idea what had just been discussed.

Rindou’s friends had tried in vain to convince him that this break-up was just the same as all the others — that the two of you would be back together in no time — but even they weren’t sure it was true. The days were getting longer, they were being drawn out into an agonising picture of the proverbial end, four horsemen and all, and it was becoming increasingly obvious that you weren’t interested in getting back together with him. It had just been so long.

It was unsettling to Rindou when he saw you for the first time since the day he moved out of your house. You didn’t notice him as he took in the dark semicircles under your tired eyes, and the slight limp you were carrying yourself with, and he was glad you didn’t. He could tell you hated him — he could feel the hatred oozing out of your pores and spreading all across the grocery store you were shopping in. There was no chance of you ever getting back together. He had just fucked up way too badly.

The past five weeks had been hell for you.

You had sprained your ankle really badly when you kicked your couch violently only moments after throwing all Rindou and Ran’s things at them from your front porch. Daily living had become far too difficult to handle on your own. The shelves in your kitchen were always too high to reach, so Rindou would grab things from them for you, but with him gone you had to maneuver yourself onto the counter with your one good leg and pray to God that you wouldn’t fall. The doctor had told you not to drive for as long as it took to get full rotation back in your ankle, so you were having to walk everywhere. You’d been late to work almost every day.

Despite everything, it would’ve been at least helpful to have Rindou around. Whenever something like this would happen to you, he was always there. Once, when you broke up after he got put in juvie, and you were having a rough time adjusting, he sent some of his friends (goons) to help you cook, and clean, and stay on top of your homework. You sighed at how nice it would’ve been to have that kind of support.

Between the constant calls from Ran, you’d also spoken to Madarame and Kakucho on the matter. Madarame had called before he realised the severity of the break-up to ask when you’d be “having your boys home” because he was sick of not being able to bring girls back to his house. Kakucho, on the other hand, had shown up at your door in his Rokuhara Tandai uniform, disrespecting a rule you had put in place that they weren’t to bring their gang affiliations anywhere near your house.

“Walk with me,” he ordered, and ignored you as you started to preach about how he had no right to speak to you that way. Together, you walked silently through the city, your eyes stuck to the concrete rivers you navigated through.

“Where are we going?” You asked him eventually, bored of the awkwardness and of being told off by some kid.

“Whatever’s happened, you need to forgive him,” Kakucho said, “You know you’re going to anyway, so I really don’t understand what all this mess is about.”

You scoffed, “He hasn’t apologised.” He frowned, so you continued, “Kakucho, he hasn’t so much as called me! I’m terrified that I overreacted, or that I didn’t try hard enough to resolve it… I - I really don’t know what to do. I think he hates me.”

When Kakucho didn’t say anything in return, you left him in the middle of Roppongi by himself, and went home to drown your sorrows in the beers still left in the fridge.

The alcohol relieved some of the pressure of the tense break-up, and that was more than a good enough reason for you to decide to get drunk every night for the next three days. Some of your friends from high school invited you out clubbing that Thursday, and you hadn’t the mind to refuse them. So, you got dressed up in your shortest black dress, and your best pair of heels (you had to redo your makeup after remembering they were a birthday gift from Rindou), and you skipped the line at a club owned by an acquaintance of Mocchi’s.

Inside, you were passed shots by every guy who managed to get within a one-metre radius of you. Nothing like that had happened to you in so long since it was just common knowledge through Roppongi that you more or less belonged to Rindou. You supposed that everyone knew that you were completely, definitely single for the first time in five years, and were taking the opportunity presented to them.

As you threw back another shot of fireball, cringing at the taste, your arm was grabbed by an all-too-familiar hand. Violet eyes made contact with yours, and a spark of electric panic — or perhaps it was passion — jolted through you until you took in the rest of the person’s appearance and realised it was not, in fact, Rindou, but Ran.

“Y/n!” He shouted over the ear-destroying-ly loud music, but you couldn’t tell whether you were actually hearing him or just reading his lips. He was grinning with delight. “What the hell are you doing here? Are you here to see Rindou?”

You bit your lip and frowned as you stretched your neck to search behind Ran, “Is he here?” You asked.

“Yeah, duh, we always come here. I’m starting to worry that you won’t get back together at all, the rate this is going!” Ran chuckled, but you just stared at him, mortified, and stole the wallet from his pocket. “Wait — Hey!”

Turning back to the bar, you ordered another three shots with Ran’s card, and downed them all as fast as possible. By the time you were done, your eyes were beginning to water, and you could feel the last three, or four, or maybe it was eight shots starting to settle in.

“Oh… Princess… Come, let’s sit down somewhere,” he cooed and you tried to scrunch your nose at the nickname, but you were falling way too far and way too fast into the alcohol spiral to have full control of your facial muscles.

Ran carried your stumbling form to a circular booth on the side of the dance floor, and slid you through to the back, resting your head on someone’s shoulder to your right. He rubbed circles on your arm as a couple tears escaped the pool at the bottom of your eyes. Above you, you could vaguely hear the owner of the shoulder trying to quietly yell at Ran, so you pulled your head off of him to give him some space. As you did just that, you caught a glimpse of the shoulder-owner in question.

“Rindou?” You gasped, your voice so loud it was clear over the music.

A glance back at Ran who was sitting there with a shit-eating grin, then you were right back to looking at Rindou. His pupils were just as large as yours, and his eyes open so wide that his irises were just spots of violet in an ocean of white. His blue and blond hair was so gracefully framing his cheeks, neck, and collarbone that you thought you might faint just at the sight, and he was wearing an old Adidas tee that sat perfectly on his body.

“Y/n,” Rindou breathed. He reached a hand out towards you, and you let him stroke your cheek with his thumb.

“You didn’t call,” you pouted, and your tears started to pour down over his fingers.

Rindou signalled that it was time for the other people in the booth to leave, and they did so with an ounce of hesitance. Boys were always more nosy than they were given credit for, especially the ones Rindou was friends with.

“I thought you hated me,” said Rindou in a sombre tone.

The only thing keeping your head from rolling backwards was his hand holding you up, and you were glad for it, as it gave you the visibility to squint at him. After the many, many, many times you had taken him back, how could he possibly think that one fight about a possible marriage would make you hate him? You were angry, sure, but only for a couple days. It had softened to sadness so quickly that you’d given yourself whiplash.

You reminded him of a half-dozen of the past break-ups. The time he threw you into a puddle of mud right before a school assembly, the time he joked about sleeping with one of your closest friends, the time he forgot to get you a birthday present, and all the others. He was prone to mistakes, but he always learnt from them. He was always trying so hard to do right by you. And you always took him back.

“I could never hate you, you’re the most important person in my life, Rindou.” His face lit up. “When you didn’t call me immediately, I thought I’d completely overreacted and pushed you away! I thought you hated me.”

For every break-up caused by Rindou, another had been caused by you, you were a dysfunctional couple like that, and both of you always resorted to the extremities rather than just sitting down and talking about your emotions. When you were twelve, you misplaced the study notes for the maths test he had the next week; when you were fifteen, you would flirt with adults outside of liquor stores to get them to buy you drinks; when you were seventeen, you stood him up on your anniversary. He broke up with you each time, and each time you always ended up back together.

“I shouldn’t have said what I said. I do want to marry you one day,” Rindou explained.

You slipped your hand under his, and shooed him away from your face, “You had a point, though.” He tilted his head in confusion. “We break up all the time. We’re not exactly stable enough to be thinking of marriage… In truth, I think we’re a bad couple. Toxic, even.”

“Don’t say that. We’ve been together five years!” He said with a mix of anger and light humour.

“We’re not even together right now, Rin,” you told him matter-of-factly, though your words had slurred together a little, taking much of the authority out of them.

“Take me back, then,” he suggested, but you shook your head and then gagged at the motion.

Rindou helped you up and out of the club, and the two of you sat on the side of the building, feeling the vibrations of the music beating through your bodies. The streets were busy with people, but it was so quiet in comparison to what the last few hours had been for you that you revelled in it like silence. While you vomited a couple times (you got a bit of it on one of your heels which prompted you to vomit once more), Rindou held your hair back.

Once you were finished, you leaned against him, and his hand wrapped around your waist to hold on to you so securely that you could tell he was scared it would be the last time he ever got the chance to do so. You looked up at the sky, but the lights of the city were so bright that there were no stars up there to guide you.

“Do you think we’re meant to be together?” You asked Rindou, “Like, do you think that, in another universe or timeline or whatever, we’d be together as well?”

He took a deep breath in, “All I know is that if I got the chance to live my life all over again, I would choose to do it all the same.”

“You love your life that much?” You smiled softly.

“I love you that much.”

In a predictable turn of events, you would find yourself waking up in your bed the next morning, Rindou by your side. Your house would be full of his and his brother’s things by day’s end, with a letter of gratitude placed in your mailbox by Madarame, and the very ring that had caused the whole mess sitting on your breakfast bar. You would ask your boyfriend to explain himself, and he’d shrug and reply that it was just a promise. He was going to put it somewhere safe, and one day, when the two of you had been break-up-free for a sufficient amount of time, you’d get the chance to wear it.

But in that moment outside the club, you didn’t much care to think how your morning would be. The breeze was cold, but you could taste the air, and it tasted like bliss.

#rindou x reader #rindou haitani x reader #tenjiku x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #rindo x reader #rindo haitani x reader #rindou haitani #rindo haitani #haitani rindou x reader #haitani rindo x reader #tokrev x reader #rindou haitani x you #tokyo revengers #haitani brothers #haitani brothers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokrev headcanons #rindou haitani fluff #rindou fluff #rindou haitani x yn #tenjiku #bonten x reader #bonten #tokyo manji x reader

[rubyrins]

𖤐 I can’t move on - Bonten and tenjiku

𖤐 you broked up with them and a week later they come to you

𖤐this was originally supposed to be for ran 😍 but why not make another separate one but text

And yes izana will never admit he can’t move on…couldn’t write this properly since my right arm hurtsss so bad

Lovelotss—

#bonten #bonten x you #bonten x reader #sanzu x reader #rindou x reader #ran x reader #kokonoi x reader #izana x reader #takeomi x reader #kakucho x reader #tokyo revengers toman #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers tenjiku hen #tokyo revengers bonten #theycantmoveon #i need them in my life #im broke #i need food #i need to lose so much weight