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tokrxv · a day ago
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BONTEN TRIO — RANDOM SCENARIOS !
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random headcanons about bonten members as the sweetest boyfriend on this planet! — fluff
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RAN HAITANI :
Ran, who loves to shower your beautiful face with a plenty of little kisses until you wake up!
“Ran, no stop!” Your giggles fills the chamber, soft rustling of silk bed linen whispering in the background, as you wiggle in the matters, trying to escape his strong grip — not that it helped. Ran was strong, big palms wrapped around your wrists firmly, he had you secured on the matters, barely allowing you to move. and his soft kisses landed on your face, showering every little spot with sweetness, his plump lips, strawberry red, felt like butterflies, creating a ticklish sensation on your skin. “Fine, Ran, I’m awake! I’m awake!”
RINDOU HAITANI :
Rindou, who loves it, when you sit on his lap, stroking his locks after an exhausting day!
“Hmm” he hums as he feels you settle yourself on his lap, legs hanging on each side and hands placed on the sides of his neck, you begin to spread little pecks all over his bonten tattoo. “I love you so much, you know?” Your words don’t pass a whisper, landing like a warm breath on the ink craved on his skin and you snuggle your face in the crook of his neck, beginning to stroke his lavender locks gently. It was moments like this that made Rindou realize how grateful he was for your closeness — your touch, something he seemed to never get enough of, Rindou pulls you closer to him, caressing your hips with the pads of his thumbs. “But not as much as I do.”
SANZU HARUCHIYO :
Sanzu, who compares the feeling of your tender fingers passing his scars to heaven!
“Haru, why are you so pretty?” Your voice — angelic, that’s how Haruchiyo liked to describe it, echoes in the room, Haruchiyo closes his eyes when he feels you brush the pads of your fingers over his diamond scars. ‘Pretty’ — that’s what you called him whenever your orbs landed on those marks and Haruchiyo’s couldn’t seem to get used to the simple word — six letters, yet a big meaning hiding behind them, just hearing the word escape your lips created sparks in his heart. It was unbelievable — magical, how you turned his biggest insecurity into heaven, Haruchiyo felt like he was in a whole different world whenever he felt your soft touch on the corner of his lips.
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HEADCANON BY TOKRXV — DO NOT REPOST!
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izubabes · 8 hours ago
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OMG YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW MUCH I ENJOY READING YOUR WRITING (WILL STAY AS ANON BC THIS IS AN NSFW REQ AND IM SHY :')) and since your requests are open here i am (◠‿・)—☆
scenario: them hooking up one time and her denying she liked it and avoiding him for weeks. then they run to each other in the campus, him dragging her to a vacant room smirking, she says "need something, haitani?" "you know exactly what I need”
and when it gets 🌶️🌶️ please add a scene where she says panting "this is a one time thing" he smirks while licking his fingers "liar."
THANK YOU BEFORE DHSKAK <3
𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝: 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝? 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞
𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧! (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥
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The hot gossip on campus? Ran Haitani never goes after the same girl twice, no matter how much pleasure she brought him. As soon as he's satisfied, it's onto the next gorgeous gal who'll let him into their bed. He's known as a walking sex god; anyone would be blessed to have him stick his dick inside of them at least once. Charismatic and overwhelming handsome and Roppongi’s local celebrity? He was born lucky.
Rumor has it he fucked an entire sorority house, leading to their messy disbandment in which he was the sole reason to blame. He became the university’s resident fuckboy, the top dog who could anyone at his feet when he came calling. Word on campus always spreads like wildfire especially when it comes to the popular crowd and their colorful activities.
“Ran Haitani knows how to work those hips… He made me squirt all over him! He likes it messy.”
“Ran can last way longer than my ex did! I would ride him again, no questions asked.”
“Ran is such an animal in bed! He nearly broke my back, but it was sooo worth it. Rindou's dick game is just as powerful.”
“I heard Ran likes it rough, I would die for a chance to get in his pants, I know for a fact he’s packing!”
Ran Haitani is a menace. You never cared for the delinquent nor hearing the details of his vibrant sex life. You had shared a couple of classes previously, but you hated the way he had blatantly stared at you like he wanted to eat you. He never bothered to speak to you either, clearly too focused on other matters than to introduce himself properly despite the way he constantly ogled you.
If he wanted to waste his college career by fucking every set of pretty legs that caught his attention, let him do so. You promised yourself that you would never cross paths with either of the Haitanis, opting to indulge yourself in your studies in order to graduate on time rather than doting on men who would never want more than to hit it and ghost you afterwards.
Your roommate, Kana, interrupted your thoughts as she showed you an incoming group text on her phone. "Hey Y/N, did you hear the news? Ran and Rindou are having a kickback party at their place this weekend. Practically everyone on campus is going, girl! We should go enjoy ourselves for once instead of wasting our youth."
You rolled your eyes at the alluring suggestion, an overwhelming feeling of disgust arising in your gut. Any explicit mention of the Haitani brothers rattled your bones with pure distaste. "Kana, I could care less about what Ran Haitani does in his free time. The bastard is a walking petri dish of STDs... I do not want to associate with him if it isn't required."
Kana clung to your side, teary and pleading eyes burning a hole into your wavering ones. She could be incredibly convincing with her signature pouty expression and relentless begging. "Come on, girl! It'll be fun, I doubt we would run into them anyways, they have their own inner circle of friends. We're just going to blow off some steam."
"I guess it wouldn't hurt... What could possibly go wrong?"
Call it a momentary lapse in judgement, a lesson from the godforsaken universe, a form of cruel karma that would serve a humiliating reminder of your actions. Alcohol was not a factor in this situation, considering the fact you hated the bitter taste and the way it lingered in your gut like a sick feeling you couldn’t shake off. Kana had disappeared minutes after entering the house, claiming she would come back with a couple of drinks for the both of you.
Yeah, right.
The air in the living room was thick with perspiration, drunk bodies swayed to the beat of the music as People shamelessly made out against the walls, groping each other for the world to marvel at. It was too much, too noisy, not enough room for a single puff of oxygen to pass through your lungs and it was becoming increasingly overwhelming. You pushed through the crowd in an attempt to find Kana or a bit of space, desperation crawling up your spine as the area became more and more condensed, the grip you had on reality was spinning at a ridiculous speed and loosening further and further. You bumped into someone’s chest, knocking their drink onto the floor, as you immediately began sputtering apologies. “I’m so sorry!”
“Woah babe, are you okay?” Ran had struck up a conversation with you, noticing how uncomfortable you seemed in the crowd of drunk partygoers. He offered to help you find a quiet place to relax no matter how many times you tried to brush him off during the encounter. Despite how innocent his intentions may seem; you kept your guard up as a means to keep yourself safe.
You panted, frantically trying to calm the way your heart ravaged your body, threatening to burst out of your chest. “J-Just peachy, Ran. What do you want?”
Ran put the pieces together in a matter of seconds, tilting your chin up to gaze up at him. He was clearly worried, glancing over your features for any sign of injury or distress, which caught you off guard. “You’re not much of a party person, are you?”
“I am!” You scoffed at the statement, becoming more and more self-aware of how the crowd of guests kept growing by the second, practically pushing you against his body. “It’s just too noisy… Kana should be around here.”
“Come with me,” Ran said, tugging on your hand before you could object. His tender grip was soothing as he effortlessly weaved his way through the masses, practically parting the seas with his presence. "You're going to pass out if you stay here."
Reluctantly, you agreed after so many incessant requests, following him upstairs and disappearing into the sanctuary of his room, ignoring the lewd hollers coming from his friends down below. Ran gently ushered you in, closing the door and muffling out the sounds of the mayhem from downstairs. He began picking up the stray clothing littering the floor, kicking away notebooks and readjusting the furniture in his space.
“Sit anywhere you like, sorry about the mess. I try to keep it clean, but Rindou always wrecks my room when he’s—”
You crossed your arms over your chest, sitting on the farthest end of his room, refusing to acknowledge the concerned glance he gave you as you spoke up with a stern tone. “I’m not going to sleep with you if that’s what you’re thinking about. I just came up here to catch my breath, I just need a minute.”
“Chill out, babe. I’m not gonna touch you.” Ran laughed, holding his hands in the air as he seated himself on the carpeted floor. Your scrutinizing gaze lingered over his figure, His orchid irises skimmed over your body, curiously sizing you up before landing on your face, a mischievous grin creeped up his cheeks. “Unless you want me to.”
You clicked your tongue at his comment, narrowing your eyes at him before shaking your head at the thought. Sure, he was attractive but you would rather stick your hand in a blender than become one his new sexual adventures. “In your dreams, Haitani. God knows how high your body count is.”
He placed a hand over his heart, feigning being gravely wounded by your words. A flicker of genuine hurt washed over his eyes, quickly replaced by a mischievous one in its stead. “You’re so mean to me, Y/N. I’m just trying to be nice. Let’s get to know each other better, yeah? I promise I don’t bite, cutie.”
An hour later you discovered that Ran Haitani is actually a fun person to talk to once you get used to his childish antics, he’s easygoing, speaks his mind freely but he will push your buttons with little comments and banter here and there. He refused to leave your side despite the many times you reassured him you were okay, arguing that he would be a rude host for leaving a lady alone.
You found yourself nearing his space, scooting closer and closer to his side as the conversation picked up momentum, Ran was currently sharing stories about Rindou’s most embarrassing moments throughout the semester. Particularly the time his brother accidentally keyed the wrong car on campus. “Oh my god, no fucking way. He did not!”
“Yes, he did!” Ran cackled, holding onto his stomach as he fell back onto the ground. His deep voice was melodic, a fine tune that you wanted to hear more of as the time passed. “Our professor was so pissed, he threatened to report him to the Dean of Student Life for damage of private property unless he helped cover half of the cost.”
“You know, I may not like you but you are nice company to have around.”
“Ouch,” Ran mused, pinching your cheek in return for the brutal remark. “You may be adorable but you’re vicious, Y/N.”
You slapped his hand away, continuing the relentless teasing unaware of the predatory glance Ran kept locked on your figure. “Aw, poor thing. Did I hurt your feelings, Ran? Are you going to punish me?”
Ran pinned you onto the ground, his towering figure hovering over your powerless one. He had trapped you so easily, it would be pointless to resist or fight back. His lips tugged up into a smug little grin at the way you squirmed underneath him. “You shouldn’t play with fire, sweetheart.”
"I'm not afraid to get burned, Ran."
It was supposed to be a teasing little peck, a tiny shred of revenge for the stunt he had just pulled moments ago. However, Ran Haitani’s soft lips are a sickly sweet drug, one that you craved the taste as soon as he pressed them against yours. He pulled you onto his lap, cock growing hard at the way you rutted your hips over his thigh. He pulled away, catching his breath before lightly squeezing on your waist. “How far do you wanna go, babe?”
You gripped his hand, bringing it under your skirt to rub at your clothed slit, panties dripping with your arousal. Ran groaned at the heat radiating on his fingertips, ready to blow his load into his pants right then and there. You licked a wet stripe on the shell of his ear, hot breath tickling the sensitive skin. "Does this answer your question?"
You found yourself in the stranger's bedroom, practically having the daylights fucked out of your body. Wet kisses and high pitched moans were drowned out by the blaring music coming from the raging party downstairs. Here you are, sleeping with the one person you swore to stay away from, what a fucking hypocrite. "Take it, baby! O-Oh fuck, this pussy is so tight for me, yeah?”
Ran Haitani was definitely not splitting you open with his cock, mumbling endless praises into your delicate skin, rubbing your sensitive clit just right when you were on the edge of an earth-shaking orgasm. He was different from all of your previous hookups, the ones who simply focused getting their dicks wet and left you unsatisfied in return. Ran had made your pleasure his priority, he treated your body like fine art, appreciating every curve, every sweet cry of his name, every delicious moan that escaped your mouth. "Make me cum, Ran. M'close, please, please... ah!"
Ran had gently cleaned you up afterwards, helped you put your undergarments back on, placed sweet kisses on your blushing cheeks and softly cradled you in his arms. Exhaustion made it impossible for you to fully process what just happened, choosing to lull you into sleepy trance. You had nearly believed what had happened was a twisted dream until you woke up with both of your limbs entangled with one another.
Ran’s sleepy breaths tickled the nape of your neck as you carefully slid out of the bed, piecing together the memories from last night. “No, no, no. This cannot be happening… not with him.”
The dim light of your cellphone illuminated the corner of Ran’s bedroom. You silently raced over and retrieved the device, skimming over the notifications that appeared on the screen as the dread from last night began to sink in. You slept with Ran. You fucked Ran. You hooked up with Ran. You were in Ran's bedroom.
15 missed calls from Kana.
50 text messages from Kana.
10 missed FaceTime calls from Kana.
The soft pads of your feet echoed the room as you gathered your belongings, being careful to not wake the sleeping figure that once laid next to you. Last night was never supposed to happen, especially with someone like him, the horny bastard who slept with anything that breathed. You contemplated what excuse to give Kana for not answering last night, knowing she would demand details regarding your whereabouts.
"Leaving so soon, gorgeous?" Ran's sleepy yawn cut through your thoughts, a lazy grin occupying his face. His raging bedhead was a beautiful sight to see, his dual-colored strands framed his face perfectly, free of the iconic braids he normally sported. A pair of grey sweatpants hung dangerously low on his hips, the dark ink on his chest was on full display contrasting against his porcelain skin. “We should spend some more time together. I had fun last night.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Haitani.” you muttered. It was too early in the morning to handle his merciless teasing as the embarrassment began to pool in your gut. The lack of light in the room made it nearly impossible to find your shirt, you settled on a nearby sweatshirt that could cover your exposed chest. There was no way you would admit to someone as prideful as Ran that he was the best man you had ever laid with. “You could barely make me cum. I had to do all the work.”
“Oh?” Ran's curiosity spiked at the statement, his inflated ego bruised from your verbal assault, it would be awful of him to leave you so bothered with his actions. Honestly, he really wanted you to stay so you could both talk things out properly. “Give me another chance, see if that changes your mind.”
“No thanks,” You replied, stalking towards the door and leaving him in the dust. “I have better things to do than fucking you.”
Ran has never been left more stunned and frustrated in his entire life.
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Shit, where did she go?
Ran caught glimpses of you in between lectures but you always skittered away too quickly as soon as the class ended. His legs couldn’t keep up with the sudden turns in direction you made once he caught your trail. He begged Rindou for help on searching for you to which he immediately declined, citing the previous times he was bitched at by his brother's past flings. The utter desperation on his older brother's face eventually made him cave into his wishes, knowing he could never leave him to hang dry.
“This is fuckin’ stupid,” Rindou grumbled from his location in the bushes, he had already wasted twenty minutes of his life helping Ran with this idiotic situation only to receive no results. "Have you ever thought about... Oh, I don't know. The fact that she's not into you?"
Ran shushed him, rebuking the foul idea that you didn't reciprocate his feelings. Call it a spark, or something similar, but he knew there was a hidden motive behind your avoidance. Ran knew you had enjoyed your time together as much as he did, why were you so quick to deny it?
"Quiet, Rindou. I need to see her again. I can't explain how or why but she definitely stole my heart."
"Whatever you say, bro. Better be worth it if you're chasing after her like this."
The brothers hid in the bushes for three hours, declaring defeat after university police threatened to arrest them for loitering. Rindou could have sworn he caught a passing glance of you discreetly walking out of the residence hall as they were scolded by the officials and escorted to their own building. He shot you a pissed off glare while you picked up the pace, subtly flicking him off in the distance, Ran was too busy sweet talking the officer to notice.
Ran can go to hell...
You had begun escaping the dorms at odd hours in order to avoid running into Ran, knowing he would surely come knocking on your door. You hid in the library for hours until you were sure he wasn’t lurking around campus after classes had ended. You avoided the dining hall despite how hungry you became, opting to walk to the shady convenience store nearby for some food.
It was pure agony to have one stupid decision ruin your life like this. What does he want? You have nothing to offer him.
You learned a painful lesson over the past few weeks: Ran Haitani never gives up when he finds something he wants. He learned your class schedule and waited near the doors to see if he could catch you on the way out. When you failed to appear he decided to head back, until he recognized one of the students as your roommate, who had left you for dead at the party. “Hey, you.” He called out, catching her wrist as she paced faster at the sound of his voice. “Is Y/N in your class? Was she here today?”
“She’s not feeling well,” The girl lied through her teeth, unwilling to entertain the older Haitani's antics. Ran wasn't buying it, noting the way she fidgeted under his piercing gaze. She spoke again, adding more details to her explanation. “She’s missed the last three days of class.”
Ran sighed, caving into defeat once again for another day. He would stop by your dorm again tonight to confirm if you really were sick, ready to receive radio silence from the other side of the door once more. He turned his back to her, waving as he walked away before adding, “If you see her around, let her know I need to talk to her.”
“He’s gone,” Kana whispered into the classroom, scanning the hallway once more for good measure before calling you over. Your panicked head peeked out of the side of the doorframe, “It’s okay to come out, Y/N.”
A relieved breath of air escaped your lips as you stepped out of the classroom. “Thank you, Kana. I owe you one.”
“No worries, girl.” She smiled, leaning in close to whisper in your ear. “I wouldn’t want Ran Haitani on my tail either. He’s bad news.”
The words she spoke held truth to them, but they left a bitter taste in your mouth. Sure, Ran Haitani doesn’t have the best reputation, known for owning Roppongi, carrying a menacing baton with him at all times, and being a member of the notorious S-62 Generation.
Even so, he had a gentle side he had given you a moment to relish in.
Hiding from Ran was a feat you knew you couldn't keep up forever. Unfortunately, the following day was the destined date you were meant to run into the menace. You had spotted him heading towards the same building as you, presumably for a class around the same time, before stopping in your tracks and dropping your books onto the concrete. "Oh my fucking god, not now."
The abrupt noise caught his attention as he raced over to your panicking figure. You violently picked up your textbooks and speed walked towards the steps leading to the entrance. His long hair flowed freely in the wind, reminding you of the time you woke up next to him, he must have gotten up late this morning considering the fact he only had on sweats and a loose tee shirt.
“Y/N!” Ran called out, chasing after your distant figure before completely catching up within a couple strides. He was over the moon, the subtle giddiness in his voice gave it away. “I've been looking for you. You free tomorrow—?”
“Busy,” you replied curtly, ignoring the way he instantly pouted at your words. He opened his mouth to speak again just as you ruthlessly cut him off. “I’m late for class.”
Playing hard to get? Two can play at that game.
The lecture hall’s doors opened, signaling the end of the class period. Ran was leaning against the wall, violet eyes scanning the crowd of departing students until he locked his gaze with you. He could the hear the melodic sound of your voice piercing the air as you made conversation with one of your classmates.
“The final project is worth twenty percent of our final grade? I wish we could work independently instead of having to— Hey! What’s—!? Ran, let me go!”
He tugged on your arm, dragging you through the hallway before pushing you into an empty classroom, discreetly locking the door behind him. He freed your arm from his grip as you backed several feet away, embarrassed as hell from the stunt he just pulled. You narrowed your eyes at him, displeasure evident from the way your lips pursed at his growing smirk. His intense stare reflected nothing but pure unadulterated bliss, damn maniac. “Need something, Haitani?”
“You know exactly what I need, baby.”
Instictively your mind raced to the only possible conclusion: He wanted one more chance to hook up with you. Surely that was the reason he was seeking you out so desperately. Public humiliation must be some sadistic kink of his considering how much he loved to toy with your life. The thought of it ignited a blazing fire in your bones, manifesting as pure venom in your words. “If you want some quick pussy, I’m not the only girl on campus—”
“You haven’t left my mind since the night of the party,” Ran stated, cutting you off just like you did earlier. “I miss you, baby.”
A frustrated sigh escaped your mouth, he didn’t make an ounce of sense. “For all but pure reasons, I assume?”
“Sit on the table, we need to talk.” Ran ordered, biting back a sinister smile at the way you obediently followed his instructions. “Admit it,” He demanded as he stalked towards your shorter figure, caging you in between his arms and peering down at your flustered face. “You’ve been avoiding me, huh?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you answered. The standoffish front you had so meticulously put up was beginning to crumble under his domineering aura. Ran Haitani was a notorious playboy, you knew that by heart, it would be ridiculous to believe he could actually be bothered by someone ghosting him after a quick hookup. “We hardly know each other.”
Untrue, Ran had first noticed you in a previous class of his, he nearly failed the course because he too enthralled by your beauty to focus on whatever the professor was babbling on about. He admired the way your notes were always neat, the way you always walked in with a sweet smile, the way you apologized when you ran late, the way you offered to send notes to absent classmates who needed to catch up with the material.
Unbeknownst to you, Ran had always admired you from afar, silently waiting to find the right moment to approach you. A secret crush that weighed heavy in his heart until he mustered up the courage to properly confess. Unfortunately, skirt chasing had become his rumored profession after a previous fling of his caught feelings and wanted to spite him for not reciprocating. Ran had overheard your conversation with Kana in the hallway about the party, he was secretly hurt knowing you viewed him in such a negative light.
“That’s the issue, babe.” Ran said, cupping your cheek, stroking the supple flesh with his thumb. “I wanna get to know you better, Y/N. I want you to get to know the real me, too.”
You examined his alluring features; it was second nature to be able to spot of lie from a mile away. Ran was being truthful; his orchid irises bore into your eyes with such a lustful craving that it drove you absolutely insane It was difficult to tell who had made the first move but the tension between you two boiled over in an instant. Ran’s lips trailed down your neck, teeth nipping at the skin ferociously in order to leave long lasting marks. He wanted to make sure the next person who had the chance to touch you knew you had belonged to him. “Do you want this?”
As if the incessant nodding of your head wasn’t enough to send a clear message, you crashed your lips against his again. “I need to hear you say it,” Ran said, pulling away from your needy mouth to hear some kind of verbal confirmation. “Do you want to keep going?”
“This is a one time thing,” You panted in between heated kisses, removing your shirt and bra as fast as you could. Ran’s hands roamed your body finding solace until they reached the fabric of your shorts, tugging the material and your panties down before sliding in two of his slender fingers, scissoring you open as your rich moans tumbled past your lips.
“Liar.” Ran smirked, licking his glistening fingers coated in your dripping arousal. He knew you had become putty in his hands, willing to do anything he said in order to selfishly chase after your own high. “Wanna take my time with you, but we gotta do this quick,” He said, leaning down to lap at your cunt, the sensation of his tongue invading your body made you delirious.
“Right there,” You whined, craving more of the delicious feeling, his fingers curled inside you, hitting the spongy bundle of nerves that has your vision turning white and babbling nonsense. “F-Faster, oh fuck!”
“Say this pretty pussy is mine,” Ran hummed breathlessly, detaching his hand from your twitching clit, slowing his pace enough to edge you on the brink of release. “Or I won’t let you cum.”
“You’re such an asshole,” you whined, bucking your hips up in an effort to receive some necessary friction. His fingers stilled inside you, refusing to move unless you did as you were told. The ache in between your legs begged to be taken care of, you could feel the stings of your incoming high fading away as the seconds passed. “Fine! It’s all yours, Ran! Fuck, s’all yours.”
“Good girl,” Ran muttered before diving back into your wet folds as his skilled tongue continued its assault on your aching core, coaxing you into your first orgasm of the afternoon. He eagerly drank up your sweet release, loving the way your gummy walls constricted around his mouth. His violet irises peered up at your pleasured expression, engraving the sight into his mind. “That’s right… You only cum for me, princess.”
He gave you only a minute to recover as you watched him free his thick cock from the restraints of his sweatpants, lining up with your entrance. His thick head prodded at your cunt; he slowly pressed the tip inside, stopping as soon as he saw your eyes screw shut in pleasure. Ran's hand harshly gripped at your chin, tilting it upwards to face him. “Keep your eyes on me while I fuck you properly.”
“Feels good, so good– oh god!” You gripped his toned arm, head swaying side to side as he stretched you open with his girth, bottoming out as your walls fluttered around his pulsating length. Ran kissed you with a burning passion you had never experienced before. It wasn’t needy, it was loving, sensual and sweet.
“You’re so beautiful,” He praised, setting a steady pace with each snap of his hips, watching the way your pretty tits bounced up and down as he sank his cock into your folds. Ran's self-restraint was out the window as soon as he bottomed out inside, ramming into you mercilessly as your nails dug into his back. "Gonna make a mess."
“Ran! Oh yes, Ran!”
He clamped a hand over your mouth, muffling the erotic cries of pleasure erupting from your throat. The angelic symphony of his name brought him closer and closer to his high, grunting and groaning as your gummy walls clenched around his length. Your whimpers echoed within the classroom as Ran's warning penetrated your ears. “Keep quiet, sweetheart. We don’t wanna get caught.”
Having someone walk in and find the both of you in this comprising state didn't sound half-bad, if anything it only you more insatiable. The tight coil in your gut snapped without warning, allowing you to gush all over Ran's dick as he marveled at the sight. “I’m close, darling… shit, stop squeezing like that. Need to pull out!”
Ran sprayed his cum all over your thighs and tummy, in love with the image of you marked with his seed. He reached for nearby cloth to wipe you down, muttering apologies about how he made a mess. At the moment, you were too fucked out to care about whatever the hell he was going on about. The room kept spinning in circles, the air was thick with sex and sweat, his words barely sounded coherent in your mind. “R-Ran, hang on. I... need a minute.”
You both basked in the afterglow of your highs, uneven breaths becoming stable after a couple of minutes. The light in your eyes finally returned after what seemed like an eternity, consciousness clearing enough to form proper thoughts, realization hitting that you had just fucked inside an empty classroom on campus.
“Hey there,” Ran whispered, slowly grounding you back into reality. His hands rubbed soothing circles into your twitching thighs, massaging the skin with his palms. It was a sweet gesture after he brutalized your body in a span of twenty minutes. “Are you good, sweetheart? I went rougher than I thought, sorry.”
“You did so well for me,” He pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead, heart leaping at the way you wrapped your arms around his neck, craving his warm embrace. Ran indulged your neediness, nuzzling his warm cheek against yours, adoring the way your chest felt pressed against his, heartbeat erratic as he calmed you down. “You’re so cute.”
“Let me help you get dressed,” He said, reaching for the stray clothing before coming in contact with a white sticky substance staining the material. It was then that he noticed it was the same cloth he had used to clean you up earlier. “Your shirt’s covered in— oh, my bad.”
“Are you serious, Ran? You’re buying me a new one.” You snapped, snatching it out of his grasp, irritated with the fact he had just ruined one of your favorite tops. “I have a sweater in my backpack, can you please get it?”
Ran recognized the oversized clothing, it was the one he had spent the past few weeks wrecking the entire house for. He had ultimately blamed Rindou for losing it despite his constant denial he always shot back regarding the godforsaken clothing. “Is this my hoodie?”
You had forgotten that you had stolen it the first time you fucked Ran. Of course, there was no way to lie out this situation without looking completely stupid. You jerked the material over the upper half of your body, ignoring the way his devilish grin grew wider by the second. “D-Don’t get the wrong idea, Haitani. I was going to return it.”
Ran shook his head in response, admiring the way it found its new proper place on your figure. He wanted to see you in more of his clothes, practically drooling at the thought of it. “Keep it, sweetheart. It suits you.”
“Your hair’s all fucked up,” You mumbled, focused on his tousled strands as a way to ignore the blazing heat rising in your cheeks. A curious hand reached out to toy with the strands around his face, it was soft to the touch, silky and smooth. “Can I braid it?”
“Go for it,” Ran grinned, eager to receive more of your attention as he pulled up a chair. The words you had muttered earlier lingered in his mind, eating away at his bleeding heart. “Did you mean what you said?” He asked as your eyes sent him a curious look, “About this being one time thing, I can respect that.”
“No,” You admitted, gently running your fingers through his hair, beginning the styling process. The bittersweet expression on his face tangled your heartstrings more than expected. Pushing him away did you no good, it only hurt both of you in the end. “I don’t know why I said that. People talk, you know? I’m scared of what rumors I’ll get roped into.”
“I like you,” Ran blurted out, slightly surprise with how quickly he was confessing despite constantly fighting back the urge. He always crumbled under your presence; it was difficult to think clearly when all he wanted was to have you at his side. “Can we try to work something out? If you want to, of course.”
“I like you too, idiot.” you laughed, securing the final braid with an elastic hair tie. You placed a fleeting peck on his cheek, avoiding the stunned expression on his face. “All done. Wanna watch a movie at my dorm?”
Ran leaned in close, an unsettling glint flickering in his captivating orbs. “One condition. Can I cuddle you?”
“Wow, you're such a softie!” You squealed, pinching his cheek as he rolled his eyes at the very true statement. Ran laced his fingers with yours, bringing them up to his lips and placing a soft kiss on your knuckles. “Just for you, sweetness.”
You slid off the table, stumbling a few feet forward as your legs attempted to stabilize themselves after being brutalized by Ran's passionate lovemaking. There was no way you would be able to walk properly without getting a few questionable stares from fellow students and staff. "This is your fault, Ran."
Ran fought back a laugh, leaning down and positioning himself to receive your body weight. "I know. Hop on my back, pretty. I can piggyback you in style."
A scarlet blush adorned your cheeks as you rejected the offer, a mix of self-consciousness nipped at your spine along with pure humiliation. "Oh hell no! You're going to break your back hauling me halfway across campus."
“How else am I going to take you to your dorm?”
"This is embarrassing..." You whispered, hiding your face in his neck as he lead you out the doors while you were perched on his body. A couple of students stopped in their tracks to get a double take of the scene in front of them, pulling their phones out to record and share amongst the others. “People are staring, Ran!”
"Relax babe." Ran smiled before sprinting across the pavement as you let out a surprised scream. His large hands kept a secure grip on your thighs, reassuring you that he wouldn’t drop you. His amused laughter rang in your ears as he ran across campus like an idiot in love. "I was born with long legs for a reason!”
The hot gossip on campus, you ask? Ran Haitani has a girlfriend.
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matsunosan · 13 hours ago
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Hi can i request facesitting with Ran?
FACESITTING WITH RAN! - RAN HAITANI X READER
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A/N: You have no idea what this man DOES TO ME OMG- I had so much fun with this. I hope you enjoy!! Leave more asks in the ask box loves!
Prompt: Facesitting with Ran!
Summary: You weren't exactly a fan of facesitting, anxious that you would hurt Ran in the process. However, after pushing his buttons, you don't have a choice.
WARNINGS: NSFW, facesitting, pet names, literally pure smut
Word Count: 1,140
Y/N = your name
Y/N/N = your nickname
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          The steam from the bathroom slowly crept into your and Ran’s shared bedroom. Your aching body opened the heavy door after a long day at work, deciding to strip yourself of your work clothes and join Ran in his shower for a nice surprise. You quickly unbuttoned your shirt, tossing it to the ground and kicking off your shoes as you made your way to the master bathroom. As you entered, the heat of the steam hit your face. Finally. You desperately wanted to relax, to unwind the tensity of every sore muscle in your body. You took off the last bits of clothing and without a second thought, stepped into the shower. 
          Ran was busy rinsing the soap out of his hair to hear you step in the shower behind him. You took this moment to admire his toned frame. The way that every muscle would flex as he ran his hands through his hair made heat pool down into the depths of your core. You needed him. And you needed him now. Deciding to scare him a bit, you reached a hand out to give Ran’s ass a gentle squeeze as he finished rinsing the suds out of his locks. Ran’s eyes immediately shot open as he whipped around to see who the culprit was. “Jesus Y/N,” he chuckled, letting out a breath. “Don’t scare me like that baby.” You giggled, wrapping your arms around his torso and hugging him close. “I missed you,” you whispered against his skin. “So much.” Ran smiled, knowing that you probably had a rough day at work. He returned the embrace and you took the chance to squeeze at his ass again. “Princess,” Ran used the name to scold you. “If you keep misbehaving, I’ll have to punish you.” So, you squeezed his ass again. 
          Ran told you that your punishment would come after the shower, but it felt like it had already begun. His long fingers traveled swiftly across your body as he washed every inch of your skin delicately. He massaged the knots in your back and shoulders, spending extra time on the spots that made you wince in pain. “My poor baby,” he cooed, hands burning fire through the flesh. “Work’s got you so wound up.” You sighed in response, wishing that the moment would never end. But to your dismay, Ran turned off the shower head once you were clean and stepped out of the shower. He handed you a clean towel to dry yourself off, and as you stepped your way back into the bedroom, he grabbed your wrist. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked slyly, a mischievous grin on his face. “I was just going to grab something to wear,” you responded, tugging lightly at his grip. Ran tightened his hand around you, “Not so sure about that, doll.” You shot him a bratty look before being tugged into his arms. Ran’s chest was flush against your back as he leaned down to whisper in your ear, “I’m going to make that pretty face of yours beg for mercy.” And he did. 
          Your legs shook nervously as your slick hovered over Ran’s mouth, his hands clasped around your thighs. Ran knew how you felt about facesitting. He fucking knew. You were embarrassed, afraid of losing strength and crushing his handsome face. He would bring it up every now and then, telling you it was a fantasy of his. Ran was desperate to have you sit on his fucking face, and you were always too scared to let it happen. Now, you didn’t have a choice. He told you it was your punishment for misbehaving and you knew what would happen if you disobeyed any further. So here you were, a rambling mess as Ran smiled underneath you, his head resting on a pillow on your shared bed. ‘“R-Ran,” you whined. “Please.” “Please?” he smiled. “Please what? Use your words Y/N.” You didn’t want to give in. You wanted to stand your ground, but you wanted to feel him inside you so fucking bad. “Please let me s-sit on your face,” you said barely above a whisper. You knew that wasn’t good enough. Why in the hell would you even try? Ran loved hearing your sweet words and delicious moans. “Oh my,” Ran’s fingers slowly started to leave your thighs, their support quickly fading. “I couldn’t quite-” “Please let me sit on your face Ran!” you cried. “Now we’re talking.” 
       Ran had never seen you so vocal before. When you begged  him to sit on his face so loudly, he laid there in shock for a moment, his mouth hanging open. He loved having you at his mercy, and his cock twitched violently at the sight. You kneeled there, folds nice and wet from the shower and your slick. Your hair clung to the sides of your face from sweat and each breath shook in anticipation. You were so fucking beautiful. Ran didn’t waste anymore time as his hands returned to your thighs and he harshly brought you down to his mouth. “Fuck Ran,” you sobbed. He gave you no pity, his tongue working its way around your bud like a starved animal. Immediately, your face went numb and you began to lose control over your legs. Ran took note, not stopping his actions as he helped hold you above his head. “R-Ran,” you whined. “It’s too much!” Your shaky hands reached down over his own, holding him in place. As if your words were encouraging, he shifted his grip to replace his tongue with his thumb and his wet muscle switched to dive into your sticky hole. 
          Your breath became labored, the knot in your core tightening at a terrifying pace while Ran ate you out. The room around you spun, vision going blurry from pure pleasure. This man knew how to drive you absolutely insane. You’ve never come undone so fast. One moment Ran has you quivering in his hold, and then you’re screaming his name while your juices coat Ran’s chin. He licked up everything you gave him, not daring to waste a drop. “Look at you princess,” he smiled up at you, panting while he caught his breath. “So fucking gorgeous.” “That was amazing Ran,” you wheezed. “We should have done that sooner.” “I know love,” he replied, helping you down from your perch above his face. “You have no idea how fucking addicting your pussy is.” You blushed heavily at his words, as if you weren’t just getting the life sucked out of you moments before. Ran looked like he was in heaven, his hands at your waist while you sat there on his chest. “I hope you’ve got another round in you, doll,” Ran grinned from ear to ear. 
Shit.
You were really in for it tonight.
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cherry-cher · 2 days ago
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Doddle test: Rindou Haitani (Bonten Ver.)
Art by me: @/NiccoShenpai On insta!!
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thank you for coming! it've been a while since i posted anything. i promised to post some tokyo rev x reader shenanigans but i got some sort of writer block (fml) anywho. i hope you like my silly little doddle for today!
please feel free to comment if you want any of your fav character getting drawn next!
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thatdeadmikey · a day ago
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bibbim-nim · 20 hours ago
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Limited Edition Baji Keisuke doll ft. Simp Chifuyu
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kairos-adventures · a day ago
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Could you do Mikey with a noble, aristocratic, wealthy reader who comes off as harsh, critical and possibly cold at times because they were sheltered all their life and do not have a real grasp of the ‘real world’. So they may be slightly conceited and pompous?
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What an asshole
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Pairing : Mikey x harsh aristocratic reader
Summary : what happens when the invincible Mikey starts to have feelings for an aristocratic person?
Character(s) : Mikey Sano (Manjiro Sano )
Warning(s) : None
Note : Hi hi ! Thank you so much for the request, I tried to make this light hearted but also a little harsh. I hope I did your idea justice! Likes and reblogs are appreciated
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★:∙━ At first, Mikey thought you were stuck up. And he didn’t like you for that at all. He hated that you always acted cold and never like to do anything with anyone simply because you were harsh to them.
★:∙━ Before he got to know who you were he didn’t really want to even be around you because you were so cold.
★:∙━ He would definitely always try to play pranks on you, like putting a farting cushion on your chair when you aren’t looking or even making your own combust. He knew you didn’t like it, but he just wanted to break your coldness to everyone and make you laugh for once.
★:∙━ You guys were definitely an enemy’s to lovers type cliche, you both hated each other, but some how one way or another you guys got together.
★:∙━ Even before you guys got together, and he knew he had feelings for you, he would just stare at you for some reason, no matter what your doing or who he is with his eyes are always on you.
★:∙━ He was kind of protective over you. He would always defend you if someone was speaking bad about you.
★:∙━ When he finally learned the truth about the way you acted, he wanted to do something to people that caused you to be this way, but he knew he couldn’t, so the best course of action to him was to show you everything you have been missing out on.
★:∙━ When you guys are together, it looks like you two don’t even belong in the same vicinity. Not with him being laidback constantly, and you always being pompous.
★:∙━ His friends thought he was joking when he told them he liked you, they all thought this was another prank to come, but once they finally learn that he was for real, they all laughed in his face, he just stares at them while they all laugh their ass off at how he could fall for someone that was definitely his polar opposite.
★:∙━ He follows you around everywhere, sometimes you’ll know he’s there other times you won’t. He’s just curious about what you do in your free time is all. Even though he does it every day….
★:∙━ Not only that but he always leaves you little snacks on your desk because of how much you study, he worries about you, so he wants to make sure you eat properly.
★:∙━ Later on he thinks your non existent grasp of “the real world” is a good thing, he doesn’t want you to experience the pain of it ever, so he literally wants to just keep you to himself as to not damage your view on everything yet.
★:∙━ When you guys are still in school, he takes you to toman meetings all the time, he wants to show you off. He’s proud of you.
★:∙━ He always drags you out of class to get doroyaki with him and Draken.
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manhuagum · 7 months ago
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↬ ҂ 𝗪𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗽𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗿 @ 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚖
𝗕𝗮𝗷𝗶 𝗞𝗲𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗲
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ladyoftheheart · 2 months ago
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Are we really sure Mikey is the big boss of Toman?
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You got all these boys looking dapper in their outfits
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And then there’s Mikey who’s pissed he’s not wearing any pants 😅
At least he’s got his basket full of taiyakis
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rin-haitani · 3 months ago
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REBLOG golden mikey for good luck ✨
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idk lol dis statue just radiates good luck,,,, let see if something happens
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claire-melon · 5 months ago
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Just....Merry Christmas!🥳🎄
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tokrxv · 2 months ago
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KISSING THEIR TATTOOS!
REQUEST: Hii! Can I request kissing their tattoos with Rindou, Ran and Kazutora
CHARACTERS: Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Kazutora Hanemiya x reader
CONTENT: you kiss your boyfriend’s tattoos! - fluff!
NOTE: thank you so much for this request! I had a lot of fun writing it. Enjoy :)
RAN HAITANI ::
“What’s up gorgeous?” Ran chuckles, as you climb on his lap lazily, wrapping your arms around him — your face finding a place in the crook of his neck. “Nothing, just missed being in your arms” You mumble the quiet words against Ran’s skin, his masculine scent filling your nostrils, making you snuggle yourself into your boyfriend even more. A grin appears on Ran’s face, as he grabs your hips gently, his hands skimming your back — pulling you closer to him. “I missed you too, Angel” He whispers against your ear, leaving a peck in your hair before laying his head on top of yours. A wave of silence fills the room, your soft breathes barely audible, as you and your boyfriend relax in each other’s arms.
The silence is cut off by a sudden sigh escaping Ran’s throat. Leaning back in his seat, Ran melts in his place as he feels your cotton lips brush against the skin of his neck, leaving gentle kisses all over him—higher and higher, until you reach your favorite spot—his bonten tattoo. “Baby, I really need to work” Ran whispers, his eyes closing shut, hands squeezing your flesh. His words however does not make you stop— encouraging you to leave more kisses instead. Your boyfriend chuckles. “You really drive me crazy, you know that?” Ran leans his head back, half closed orbs searching for yours. “I just love you so much!” You let out an embarrassed giggle, flush painting your cheeks as you hit Ran’s chest playfully.
KAZUTORA HANEMIYA ::
Feeling the beams of sunlight enter your chamber through the window, a groan escapes your throat as you squint your eyes. Wiggling in your place, you turn around to find Kazutora laying next to you—his lips parted slightly, eyes closed shut, the beauty mark under his eye glowing as if made of gold. Watching your boyfriend sleep so peacefully, your lips curve into a smile, making you bring your thumb closer to his face, the pad of your finger tracing his smooth skin gently. You don’t miss a place — brushing against his forehead, cheek, lips, chin, until you reach his neck, stopping at Kazutora’s tattoo. Your finger starts skimming the ink slowly, studying the art on his neck, before you lean in—snuggling your face in it. “What are you doing, angel?” Kazutora lets out a whisper, opening his eyes slowly, as he feels you pepper his tattoo with soft kisses. “Good morning pretty boy” you smile against his skin, placing your other hand on the side of his neck — pulling him closer to your lips. “Mhm, I love you” a whisper escapes Kazutora’s throat as he leans his head back, his tattoo now more visible. “Can you say that again?” You pull out of Kazutora’s neck, lifting your head — you eyes searching for his. “Say what?” Kazutora propers himself in the bed, leaning on his elbows. “That you love me…” you mumble shyly, failing to hide the smile on your face. Your boyfriend’s eyes soften, his arms finding a place around your waist. “Come here.”
RINDOU HAITANI ::
“Rin, come closer I want to kiss you” a needy whine leaves your lips, as you lay your head on Rindou’s lap. Stretching your arms for your boyfriend, you place your hands on Rindou’s cheeks, pulling him towards you, attempting to bring his lips closer to yours. “Angel, we literally kissed a few minutes ago.” Rindou chuckles against your mouth, rolling his eyes playfully before attaching his lips to yours. Giggling, you pull away from your boyfriend, drawing lazy circles on his thigh with your finger. “I know, I just can’t get enough of you.” You mumble, puppy eyes locking with his. Lifting your head from his lap, you quickly fix your position— your body now straddling him. “I want to try something, can I?” You ask Rindou innocently, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. Rindou only hums. “Take off your shirt” You say, your sudden words catching Rindou off guard, his cheeks turning rosy. “What?” He lets out an awkward cough, making you roll your eyes at him. “Stop complaining and do it already” you groan, bitting the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from laughing. Rindou exhales in defeat, shaking his head as he removes the material covering his skin. “What are you scheming?” Your boyfriend raises his eyebrows as you lean in, you face now meeting his chest. Bringing your thumb to his skin, you trace the ink on Rindou’s chest slowly before replacing your finger with your lips. “Does it feel good?” You mumble against Rindou’s chest, leaving kisses all over his skin. Rindou hums as he leans back — relaxing to your touch. “Don’t do this too much, don’t want to get used to it”
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izubabes · 2 months ago
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Hey, Hey Lover!
Pairing: Bonten!Sanzu x collegestudent!reader, petshop!Chifuyu x collegestudent!reader
Genre: Fluff
Background: While ignoring your pushy classmate’s requests for a date, you run up to the first guy you see, claiming him as your boyfriend. Will he play along?
Author’s Note: Hello, loves. I apologize for my lack of activity. I am back from my unannounced hiatus. I will still continue writing for My Hero Academia and I am now opening up requests for Tokyo Revengers as well!
I may write a second part to this scenario if it’s requested! 💓
Previous/Next Chapters: 1 2 3 4
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𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨
“Fuck, knew I should have been high for this shit.”
When Sanzu’s sober he’s more docile and easier to get along with, having the mental clarity needed to hold a decent conversation. However, it means he can feel his true emotions at full force as well. Feelings he found irrelevant and unnecessary when his only mission in life is to hang onto Mikey’s every word.
Ever since he started selling at this particular university, Sanzu felt off for some reason. It was too mundane, too calm, too normal for his liking. He would never admit it, but he often wondered what his life would have been like if he had never been involved with Bonten.
Would he have attended this university like the rest of the students here? What kind of person would he have become?
Yeah, right.
Bonten’s number two has never been known for his kindness to strangers. In fact, it was the exact opposite. Dealing Adderall pills and other illicit substances at a university was the best idea he had ever come up with. Money came in quick and the demand for more was constantly growing by the day. Sanzu never minded the delicious eye candy that manifested in the form of young college girls, it was a bonus to selling product.
“Haru!” A soft voice rang through his ears before he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist. The scent of a floral perfume invaded his nose as he felt a weight push against his body. He stumbled a few steps backwards for a few seconds before coming back to reality. “I missed you, baby.”
Who the fuck are you?
“Listen, little lady,” Sanzu lightly pushed you away, starting down at your shorter figure. He examined your features, sober enough to know you had a pretty face, but not one that he recognized. “You have the wrong person—”
“Oh come on, Haru!” You cut him off before latching onto his arm, ignoring his ongoing protests. Sanzu's heart leaped at the way his name fell from your sweet lips in such a begging tone. He still kept his guard up, not knowing what exactly your motive nor reason was to cling onto him.
“We’re supposed to have our café date today, remember?” You grinned up at him, but your pleading eyes told another story. Sanzu could feel the tension radiating off your body as a fuming figure approached the both of you. He barely heard you whisper under your breath, “Please, just pretend you know me.”
“The hell, babe,” Your classmate scoffed, narrowing his eyes at Sanzu who returned the favor. The patience inhabiting his body for once was beginning to boil down fast, no pills needed. “You know bubblegum boy here or something?”
Motherfucker wants a bullet in his skull.
“I am not your babe,” You cleared your throat, turning to face the unrelentless suitor. He felt the grip on him grow tighter as you begun to shake with anxiety. Sanzu immediately put the pieces together regarding the situation. “Kaito, this is Haru.” 
“And?”
“I’m her boyfriend, fucker.” Sanzu stated, azure eyes piercing through your classmate’s soul. Pulling down the mask on his face to show off his diamond shaped scars, making note of the gasps falling from both you and Kaito’s lips. Sanzu leaned forward, inches away from the pest's face. “Now back off, ‘ya hear?”
Kaito’s expression morphed into from irritation to pure fear, muttering a half assed apology before speed walking away from your spot. He glanced back at you two quickening his pace as Sanzu discreetly flashed him his Bonten tattoo which he was sure to recognize. It would serve as a warning for him to continue to stay from you.
Sanzu had forgotten you were attached to his side until you began to speak again in a softer voice. “I am so sorry,” You apologized, pulling away from his body, much to his dismay. He noticed the way you avoided making eye contact with him, clearly embarrassed by what had just happened. “I wanted him to leave me alone. My name is L/N Y/N.”
Cute.
“Sanzu Haruchiyo. Lucky guess, girly.”
“Who was that guy?” Sanzu questioned, running a hand through his baby pink strands. He was ready to head back to the Bonten base as he was exhausted from being out all night without any rest. Yawning, he continues the conversation. “Your friend?”
“God no. We’re in the same department,” You exhaled, letting your body relax after the encounter. Sanzu discreetly looked you over as he heard the shaky breath escape your lips. “He’s like my stalker.”
Sanzu’s eyes widened slightly at the statement before he became pissed that a pretty thing like you was being harassed. The urge to pull out the gun he had hidden grew by the minute until he heard you speak once more. “Let me buy you lunch, please?”
“No need.” Sanzu answered curtly, aware of the disappointed expression that occupied your face. A pang of guilt tugged at his heartstrings as he couldn’t resist the pout you showed him.
“Well… I could go for a coffee, I guess.”
This is how Sanzu found himself seated across from you at a café, silently enjoying your rambling about how he saved your life. You had such a cheerful aura around you, easily oversharing your whole life story with a criminal. He wondered if you were always so kind to random strangers you bumped into.
“What’s your major?” You asked, glancing up at his face before having a bite of your pastry.
“Huh?” Sanzu was confused as to what you were referring to. You giggled, finding his lack of understanding to be adorable. “You know, your degree?”
“Oh,” Sanzu sipped on his Americano before continuing to speak. “I’m not a student, lovely.”
“Really?” Your head titled to the side, indicating your curiosity towards his answer. Sanzu thought each of your little movements was insanely cute. He couldn’t help but stare at your lips while you spoke, wondering what they would feel like against his. "Why were you on campus then?"
Totally not selling drugs.
“I was waiting,” He lied, fabricating a decent enough story in his head to cover up his true reasons. “For a friend.”
"Nice," You glanced down at your watch, gasping at the fact you only had fifteen minutes before your next lecture. Sanzu smirked at the way you became flustered as you gathered your things and excused yourself from the table. "Damn, I have class. Maybe I'll see you around sometime?"
“Sure thing, pretty.”
Sanzu caught the rosy tint on your cheeks at the pet name he had used, smirking at how his words affected you so easily. He had enjoyed your company for the short time it had lasted, internally hoping for a chance to be able to see you again when he wasn’t out murdering delinquents.
“Corrupting the youth, I see.” Ran’s voice cut in from behind his back, violet eyes followed your distant figure, a sleezy grin growing on his lips. Sanzu knew the older Haitani thoughts towards you were far from innocent. “What a cutie, perfect for Rindou huh?” 
“Fuck off,” Sanzu couldn’t help but feel irritated that Ran had his sights set on you. What does he care? You’re just a stranger to him, some college student he ran into on accident.
"Oh?" Ran’s phone buzzed, most likely signaling a message from of the other Bonten executives. He glanced at Sanzu before heading towards the door, “Mikey needs us. Grab him a pastry or two on your way out.”
Sanzu stood up, ready to carry out Mikey’s incoming orders. He was ready to depart before he noticed the objects in the chair that was next to you.
You had left your books behind.
Guess he has another reason to see you now.
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𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨
“Yo, Matsuno!” Chifuyu was no stranger to being greeted by the university students walking by. He normally hung out on the campus before opening the pet shop to enjoy the bustling atmosphere of students and professors hustling to their lectures. Occasionally, he would make conversation here and there with a couple of guys on campus or grab a snack for Kazutora and himself.
"Ah, this is nice,” The warm summer breeze brought him some comfort as he lounged under a tree, bangs swaying along his face. He had about another hour before he had to meet Kazutora in order to open up the shop, deciding to kill time by having some quality time reading his newest shoujo manga.
Meanwhile, a young woman was fighting off the advances of her lovesick classmate.
“I said no!”
“Come on, please?” Mizuki whined, wrapping his arm your shoulder and bringing his lips to your ear before whispering. “Just one date, lovely. I can show you a good time.”
“Oh my god,” You shuddered in disgust, pulling away from your aggravating classmate. He had bothered you all morning with endless love declarations and requests for a date. Spotting the raven-haired boy near the tree, you quickly came up with a plan hoping it would go smoothly. “Hands off, for the last time. If my boyfriend sees you, he’s going to be pissed!”
Chifuyu was too enthralled in his manga to notice the pair coming closer to his spot. He eavesdropped for a couple seconds and started packing up his things as soon as he noticed how heated your argument was getting, unaware of the fact you were making your way right to him. It wasn’t until he met your panicked eyes that he paused his movements and gave you a confused expression.
“Mizuki,” You sighed, turning on your heel to face your persistent suitor, lightly tugging on Chifuyu’s sleeve. He stiffened as soon as he felt your head rest on his shoulder. Chifuyu’s face was on fire at the fact a girl was actually touching him so intimately. “For the hundredth time, I have a boyfriend. See? Say hello, babe.”
“Um, I, uh— hey there?” Chifuyu was at a loss for words, head empty, no thoughts, all the poor flustered boy could do was nod stupidly.
What was he supposed to do? Who are you? What would Baji do?
“Please Y/N, I can tell by the look on his face that he doesn’t know you.” Mizuki reached out towards you, but Chifuyu pulled you into his arms. He was glaring down at the boy in front of you, bothered by the growing smirk on his face. Chifuyu wanted to speak and argue in your defense but he was too flustered by the fact he was actually holding you against his body.
“He’s just shy,” You huffed, latching onto his sweater even tighter, Chifuyu could sense your confidence wavering as your voice became quieter, hands shaking slightly. “Right, baby?”
Mizuki threw his head back in laughter, amused at your attempt to convince him otherwise. “Come on, man. You can go, I know you are not her boyfriend.”
Chifuyu wanted to kick this guy’s fucking teeth in for the way he kept trying to make a pass at you. It was clear this 'Mizuki' has been after you for a while considering how fed up you were. If he wasn't needed at the petshop in forty minutes he would have definitely jumped this guy.
“If I wasn’t would I do this?” Chifuyu said as he stared deep into your eyes, silently asking for permission before capturing your lips in a sweet kiss. He was sure he was going to faint when he heard you whimper at his touch. Wrapping your arms his neck, you returned the action hoping it was convincing enough to deter your classmate.
God, your lips were pillowy soft and Chifuyu knew he could taste the strawberry chapstick you were wearing. Chifuyu had read about these things in his manga but he never believed he would be experiencing it now. He never wanted this moment to end, he wanted to enjoy this feeling forever — Wait, he doesn’t even know you!
“Baby…” You panted, pulling away from the kiss and nuzzling your face into his Chifuyu’s chest, dizzy at the fact you just kissed a handsome stranger. “Warn me next time, will you?”
“Fine, I get it!” Mizuki groaned at the sight of your affection. He stormed away from the both of you, muttering under his breath, “Eat each others fuckin’ faces off.”
Oh fuck, he just kissed a girl.
A cute one too.
“I’m so sorry,” Chifuyu said as turned away from you, avoiding your lingering gaze. He backed up a few steps before mustering up the courage to face you, worried you would slap him for kissing you. "A-Are you okay? I should have asked before, uh... kissing you."
“No— I mean yes! It’s okay, really.” You laughed, hoping to brush off some of the awkward tension. Chifuyu noticed the pink hues coating your cheeks and the way you fiddled with the strands of your hair, how adorable. “I was the one who got you involved in this mess. The way I clung to you was borderline sexual harassment.”
Chifuyu shook his head, reassuring you that he was fine.
You held out your hand to him, properly introducing yourself to him after the incident. The warm smile on your face made his stomach flip in delight. “My name is L/N Y/N, and you are?"
“Matsuno Chifuyu, everyone just calls me Chifuyu.” He replied, taking your hand and returning the same smile. He noticed how you nervous you sounded as you asked, "Can I buy you a coffee? As my thanks for helping me out with my stalker, let me treat you!”
Chifuyu spent the rest of the time chatting about everything and anything with you. He knew what your area of study was, how long until you graduated and what your hobbies were. You found out his love for manga, his cat Peke J and he spoke quite a bit his friends.
It was your turn to ask a question, “Have you ever read NANA?”
“Yes! You know that series?” Chifuyu questioned, eyes full of pure admiration. “I literally have all of the volumes at—!”
Ding!
“Give me a sec,” He said, pulling out his phone and glancing down at the interruption. A text message from Kazutora asking where he was cut the conversation short. He explained the crazy situation he had gotten into earlier — leaving out the important details about kissing you — and turned to meet your curious eyes. “Sorry, I have to go. I have to open up the pet shop.”
“A pet shop? How cute!” You squealed, eyes sparkling with pure joy. Chifuyu held back the urge to blush at the sweet sound of your voice. He found himself staring at your lips again remembering what he had done earlier. “I definitely need to stop by sometime, huh?”
“You should,” Chifuyu agreed a bit too fast, eager to push his luck with a girl for once. He regretted saying anything as soon as he noticed the way your eyes widened. “I’d like to see you again…”
“Here’s my number, pretty boy.” You winked, sliding a piece of paper over to him. You motioned for him to come closer, cupping your hand against his ear and whispering into it. Chifuyu swore he fell for you at that second, becoming even more flustered at the next words that left your lips. “I still need to get back at you for that stolen kiss.”
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kryannoy · 3 months ago
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tokrev boys walking in on you changing
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genre: fluff
characters: mikey, draken, chifuyu, baji, kazutora, mitsuya
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“y/n! what’s taking you so long? i thought you were gonna show me your new outfit”
when you didn’t answer him back, he was a little worried if something happened to you
so, he went to check
he opened the door to see you half-naked, in your panties and bra
he blushed so hard that he’d probably get a nosebleed
stood there for a moment with a blank mind whether to leave and give you privacy or stay and stare more
but when you sounded him, that’s when he snapped out of his trance
“ah! right! i’m sorry, love! i swear i didn’t mean to!”
he frantically tries to explain so you don’t get the wrong idea while he closed the door
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he acts like nothing happened but after closing that door, the only thing on his mind is you
“are you done?”
when it felt like an eternity, he really thought you’ve finished changing and so he went to check
cause he don’t got all day
the door flung open revealing you in only your underwear
he stared at you for a moment before realizing that he should give you privacy
“it’s been awhile and you still haven’t changed?” he says before closing the door
it’s just that he’s used to seeing women in underwear at where he lives
but with you, it’s wayyyy different
after the door closed, he was blushing as the image of you can’t be faded in his mind
he just wanted to act cool and not make you feel ten times more embarrassed that’s all
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he was sooo embarrassed he could die!!
he was more embarrassed than you
when you haven’t gotten out of your room for awhile, he was worried that you might’ve fallen sick and suddenly fainted or something
“y/n? you alright in there?”
he did softly knock on the door but you didn’t hear it so you didn’t reply, and so he opened the door to see you half-naked
his eyes widen and his face went red like a tomato
“i-i’m sorry! i didn’t see anything, i swear!”
yeah, he said he didn’t see anything while he was obviously staring at you with his hands frantically waving around
made you a hot chocolate as an apology afterwards with hugs and kisses, he really felt guilty about it even though you said it was nothing
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he’s an asshole about it
he genuinely accidentally walked in your room when you were changing
he apologised to you many times as he leaves the room
however! he spied on you through the crack of your door that he left open purposely
when you noticed his stupid long black hair, your first thought was a ghost but then you screamed his name as you throw a pillow at the door
“ah haha! okay! okay! i’m sorry! i won’t be a peeping tom”
will laugh it off and tease you afterwards
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very shy about it too
he may love to see women in bikinis at the beach but seeing in underwear is just—🤤
it’s just he never saw you in a bikini so when he saw you in underwear, he was blushing so hard
“hey, y/n! what do you want to eat—oh god! i’m sorry, i’m sorry! i didn’t mean to walk in! i’m sorry i didn’t knock!”
but he wasn’t complaining the view though
however he did get a nosebleed and tried to act like nothing happened
after you’re done changing, you had to tend to his nose
but during the whole time, he can’t stop thinking about your image every time he sees you
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he made you a whole new cute outfit
so he was excited to see you wearing it
“but if you don’t want to do it now, it’s okay”
he was being very sweet to not disturb you if you’re busy at the moment
though you were also excited of his outfit for you that you grabbed the clothes and immediately went to your room to change
at about ten minutes later, you still haven’t come out to show it off
he got worried if anything happened to you but it was a habit of him to knock and immediately open it
“is everything alright, love? you haven’t come out—eh?! ah! i’m sorry!”
his heart panicked but his whole being is trying to keep calm and act normal so you won’t feel embarrassed
when you come out and show him the outfit he made, his mind is still stuck with your previous image
so he came to hug you to bury his blushing face in your shoulder
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m0draw · 11 days ago
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Mikey 😺
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yuumayn7 · a year ago
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Tokyo Revengers
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kokkomelon · 9 months ago
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tokyo revengers manga spoilers‼️
can we talk about this? 💀
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ghostierwho · 8 months ago
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tokyo revengers manga icon recolor by me ( ꈍᴗꈍ)
Like or reblog if u save
I’m joelmustdie on redbubble if u wanna support my art, would you be interested in some stickers with this icons??💕
also I'm opening manga icons recolor and layout requests !!
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ladyoftheheart · 11 months ago
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Get You A Man Who Can Do Both❤️
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