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anisespice · 8 months

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tokyo revengers boys when their horny but their s/o is too busy to deal with their shit? (u can add bonten-)

aye aye, anon! 🫡 needy men are my favorite flavor 🤤 thank you so much for your patience, and requesting ♡♡♡

pairing: tr x gn!reader

warnings: mature language, MDI. cursing, vague descriptions of sex, teasing, mild nipple-play, empty threats, crack!fic coded behavior, a tiny pinch of barely-there angst in mikey’s with a hint of misogyny, and i think that’s it :D feel free to lemme know if i missed anything!

notes: something about this request screamed sano to me, and maybe even throw sanzu in the mix for a little treat ( ˘ ³˘). also may have strayed a little from the original plot of the request, but the premise is fairly the same >:)) hope you enjoy !!

tagged: @fantasycantasy , @illegalspacecow

“Get outta there.”

Though your tone sounded stern, your demeanor remained placid as you continued typing on your laptop, making no move to actually stop the hands from creeping inside your sweater. You were well aware of their destination, and it was anything but harmless. SHINICHIRO was latched onto you the moment he arrived at your place, excited to spend his day off alone with you, and away from the prying eyes of his siblings for once. Rarely did the two of you get alone time due to your conflicting schedules, savoring the moments you did get without outward distractions in the way.

Things were going great for the most part��until your boss decided to dump busywork into your email, last minute.

“…tell ‘em to go fuck himself, so you can focus on fucking me,” Shinichiro grumbled into your shoulder, calloused hands feeling up your chest with slow, deliberate touches. You chortled, masking the small moan that nearly slipped out when he gently grazed your nipples.

“Good idea, Shin. But wait, oh shoot, fucking you won’t exactly pay my bills, now will it? So, knock it off.”

“Who says it won’t? I’ll pay your bills for the next month, hell, the next six months, if it means you’ll let me just stick it in, baby, please..”

You hissed through your teeth at the small pinch he gave your sensitive nubs, dick damn-near throbbing against your lower back as he rutted against you. Should’ve known sitting on his lap while you worked would backfire, poor thing’s so wound up, you felt a little bad. It’d been nearly three weeks since you and Shinichiro had even a second to breathe the same air, let alone touch each other.

You weren’t immune, craving a taste of him just as much, there’s nothing you wanted more than to succumb to his persuasion. But, having been on bad terms with your tyrant boss one too many times, you couldn’t afford to procrastinate.

“Shini,” you spoke, breathless as he suckled on your neck, growing more bold with his touch, “a-as much as I’d love for you to do that for me… you don’t exactly have the funds to make such an offer.”

He huffed, nipping playfully at your pulse. “I’ll get another job. Good? Good, problem solved, can you take your clothes off now?”

“Tempting…but no. Appreciate the sentiment, though.”

Shinichiro whined in the crook of your neck. His hands slowed to a stop inside your sweater, slipping down to rest on your tummy instead. It sent a tiny shiver up your spine, but was ignored all the same as you attempted to resume typing, seeming to have put a damper on his resolve. Or, so you thought.

Not even a minute passed when you felt his fingers searching for something else to play with. Something that has been calling his name since he waltzed through your front door. “Shin…”

Your warning fell upon deaf ears. Shinichiro merely shrugged, feigning innocence while his hands breached the waistband of your sleep-shorts, stopping right at your pelvic bone. Leaning back in the chair, the ravenette spread his legs further apart, forcing yours to do the same, giving him even more access to your already accessible center. Despite his lanky stature, homie had grip—Try and close your legs all you want, you’ll pull a muscle before pulling out of it. Your heart was borderline going Macarena, focus jumbled up to the point there were more typos than words in the report you tried completing.

You huffed, though your tone sounded less stern compared to the first time. “Shinichiro. If you don’t let me finish my work…I’ll ban your dick from ever entering me or this house for a whole month.”

On any other given day, that empty threat would’ve done the trick, hands flying off you so fast you’d think he got electrocuted. But, this wasn’t any other given day. This was already a two-week long hiatus of his most favorite place to be, in between your legs, and the only thing keeping him from it was your lack of underwear beneath thin-cotten shorts. Threaten him if you must, but it won’t work.

You weren’t fooling anyone.

Playing hard to get could take you so far, but he knew you were mere moments from crumbling to your desires you tried so hard to suppress, no shot you’d last another day, let alone a month. He was determined, and you were being stubborn—An immovable object verses an unstoppable force. Eventually, someone had to give. And it wasn’t about to be you.

It went on like that for another few minutes, him feeling you up and you batting him away. It only worsened the second he went further in your shorts, teasing your sex until you soaked through the fabric. You could feel his smug grin against your shoulder, no doubt thinking he was winning this battle. However, Shinichiro wasn’t aware of your trump card, your Charizard, if you will.

It’s a dirty trick. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

By slamming your fists atop of the table, startling him right out of your shorts, you turned to look him dead in the face, and said, “Don’t make me call Mikey.”

The mechanic widely blinked. But, his shock was short lived as he fixed you a sarcastic look, bringing his slick-coated fingers up to the light and right into his mouth to be even more obnoxious. After pulling them out with a wet pop!, Shinichiro called your bluff.

“You wouldn’t.”

“And would. Emma’s probably dying to catch up with me anyway, since I haven’t been around as much lately. And we both know Mikey would come just to spite you.”

As you continued to hold his stare, not backing down or giving any indication that you were joking, the sardonicism began to melt off his demeanor, and soon realization took its place. Shortly after that, betrayal. How could you be so cruel? He was already competing with an inanimate object, he’ll be damned if his siblings get added to the list. Taking a moment to weight his options, or lack there of, his face soon resembled a kicked puppy with his bottom lip stuck out and everything; you could’ve sworn his eyes started to water. “t’s not fair…been waiting all damn day…”

“I know, baby. But I need you to hang on for just a little longer f’me, okay? And once I’m done, then I’m all yours.” You cooed, placing a small peck on his nose as an olive branch. It seemed to do the trick, his frown softening as he pointed at his lips, puckering them. You snorted, but happily obliged, even placing a few more across his face until you got a smile. Shinichiro soaked up whatever he could as he leaned into you for more.

When it seemed he was satisfied, you turned back to continue working…only for the ravenette to try his luck one more time. “Can I get one here, too?”

You peered at him from over your shoulder—Give you one guess where he was pointing, wearing that all too pleased grin from before. You deadpanned.

“…I’m calling Mikey.”

“NoOO—”

—

“That’s considered sexual harassment, Mr. Sano.”

If he could time travel, MIKEY would beat the breaks off his past-self for ever encouraging you to fill the role of secretary at his work. At first, it seemed like a fantastic idea—Standing at his side, his pretty little assistant, wearing a tight uniform that left nothing to the imagination. He’d bend you over his desk and fuck you anytime he pleased, you’d call him Sir, and walk around the office filled to the brim with his cum until time to go home, then he’d fill you up all over again—The perfect work-life balance.

However, the gangster didn’t account for one teensy thing—You, actually taking the job seriously, and setting professional boundaries the moment you were hired on the staff. No matter if you’d be practically all over him in the car moments prior to clocking in, the second your kitten heels touched the marbled floors of the lobby…he wasn’t your lover anymore. He was your boss.

And he hated it.

“Sexual harass—You’re my s/o, [______].”

“Not within these walls, I’m not.” You continued reading one of the files left on your desk to review for tomorrow’s meeting, only for it soon to vanish right before your eyes. After a long blink, you held out an expectant hand to the stubborn blonde. “May I have that back, please?”

“No.”

“Mr. Sano-”

“If you address me formally one more time, I’ll take you right here in the middle of this hallway. Try me.” He hissed, holding the file out of reach.

You pursed your lips, fighting a grin. Seeing him get so worked up over not being able to get his dick wet was entertaining to say the least, but you were well aware he wasn’t kidding. Clearing your throat, you attempted to tread lightly as your expression morphed back to neutral.

“Alright. Mikey,” his eye twitched, but you continued, “would you be so kind as to let me finish reading the material for your meeting tomorrow? I would hate for anything to be amiss because I didn’t do a thorough review.”

“Tch. Where’s Kakucho? I distinctly remember assigning this task for him. Not you.”

You raised a brow. “You sent him on an impromptu errand to fill up the time he was spending ‘idling at my desk’. You remember that?”

Mikey averted his gaze. “…Don’t recall.”

“‘course you don’t,” you exhaled. “Mikey, with all due respect-”

“Not that name either.” He commanded, slapping the file back on the desk before placing his hands upon it to lean forward, towering over you. You couldn’t fight the grin this time, tilting your head up at him, amusement in your gaze.

“That’s your name, is it not?”

Mikey glared. “You know that isn’t the one I’d prefer you to use.”

With a shrug, you easily replied, “It’s what most of your employees call you. And last time I checked, that included me-” Mikey was quick to grab your chin, forcing you to look deep into his dark, deranged eyes. Man’s was definitely toeing line of his limit, and you were pushing it.

“And last time I checked, you aren’t like most employees. You’re my partner who’s working on my last nerve, and should really consider dropping this whole ‘professionalism’ act before I remind them why they were hired in the first place. And no, it wasn’t for your work ethic and attention to detail, or whatever bullshit Koko told you in the interview.”

Ouch.

Not to say you didn’t figure there were ulterior motives behind getting approved for the job, especially under the circumstances that you were heavily under-qualified to work in their type of environment. But, you tried your damnedest to keep up, do your part, and not be a burden on the team. For him to call it nonsense and boldly confirm such suspicions outloud? You think he realized his mistake the second your face reverted back to its neutral state. Wiggling out of his grip, you leaned back in the chair with your arms tightly crossed to your chest.

“That so? Well then, Michael, how ‘bout I remind you why a man shouldn’t mix his business with his pleasure. Things could turn ugly for him, maybe even end up losing both a loyal employee and a lover all in one day. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Out of all the names, that one made him cringe the most. A clear indicator of his grandiose fuck-up, one that if he didn’t fix immediately, he’d soon suffer the consequences. And your wrath.

“Wait, I didn’t mean it like that. It came out wrong-”

“Oh, I’m sure it didn’t. You’re a man who speaks his mind, after all.”

Mikey, though subtly, panicked. This wasn’t at all how he expected the conversation to go. But, it’s not his fault! It was his dick doing all the driving. With you working for Bonten, his long hours became yours, and by the time you both got home, sex became scarce due to your exhaustion. He was immune to the taxation of the job, while it was kicking your ass. And to top it off, he couldn’t even cop a feel of his own s/o, in his own damn building, because of ‘power imbalances’ between a boss and secretary that was ‘socially unacceptable’, according to you…as you work for the biggest crime syndicate in all of Japan.

Flawed reasoning aside, it drove him insane.

But, no thanks to his lust-clouded brashness, if Mikey thought getting some action at work was difficult, his chances at home just got a whole lot worse. He’d be lucky if you even slept in the same bed tonight.

“[_____],” he sighed, reaching over to grab your hand, though you moved it away at the last second. “You do a fantastic job here, angel. Exceeded all my expectations, actually-”

“Well, based on the merits of why you hired me in the first place, that doesn’t sound like much.” At that point, you went back to reviewing the file he threw back on the desk, seeming disinterested. But, Mikey knew better.

He’d hurt your feelings. To be reduced to nothing but eye candy for him, when you were busting your ass off like everyone else, it stung. It was playful at first, but now the blonde had crossed a line. With determination, Mikey removed the file from your sight once more, rounding the desk before crouching down so he could level with you this time.

You allowed him to take your hands in his, still indifferent. Mikey spoke with a tenderness only reserved for you, one that never failed to melt any cold front you built to wane his efforts.

“I was being childish. I shouldn’t have diminished your role like that, and I apologize for making you feel like your work isn’t appreciated. I’m glad to have you as my loyal employee. Even if a visit in my office from my lover from time to time wouldn’t be too bad, either…”

His words trailed off, along with his gaze as he reminisced. You chortled, shaking your head. Mikey looked back at you, ghost of a grin on his face. “I’ll back off. Promise.”

You raised a brow, skeptical. “You mean it?”

“Mmhm. Under one condition.”

You groaned, “Mikey-”

“Manjiro.”

“Oh, is that the condition?” He lightly pinched you for the snark, resting his head on your lap. But, before you could reprimand him for his inappropriate position, your words catch in your throat.

His stare was intense as they gazed up at you with hidden hunger, the tenderness still swimming in the inky pools, but not as present compared to moments ago. Mikey licked his lips, nuzzling against your plush thigh.

“Work less hours. Don’t want you to run yourself ragged trynna keep up with the rest of us. We’ve been doing this line of work a lot longer than you have, baby. No need to overcompensate. I’m already proud of you.”

Steadily did those words make your heart melt, until your were practically mush once they’ve set in. To hear his pride in you almost made you kick your feet, for that was all you really wanted at the end of the day—Acknowledgment. Validation. Praise. And working less hours would definitely benefit in more ways than one, more so on your mental health. You won’t lie and say this new job hasn’t been a challenge, all the talk about blood, death and drugs, one could only handle so much.

“Thank you..Manjiro.” He lit up at the sound of his name spilling sweetly from your lips. “I greatly appreciate you saying that. But, what’s the catch?”

He hummed, hands releasing yours to caress your calves all the way back up to your hips. Mikey didn’t pull nor tug, more so just holding you in place as he continued to watch you like a hawk. Eventually he shook his head, tresses fluttering with him as they curtained the sides of his face.

“No catch. Work your hours, I’ll leave you be…But once those hours are up, you better be sitting pretty on my desk with your reports in one hand and your underwear in the other, waiting for me to choose between my business and my pleasure. Deal?”

—

“Pout all you want, I’m not sitting on your face.”

When you informed your darling SANZU that your Saturdays were strictly for housework, he honestly thought you were joking—What idiot in their twenties would spend the weekend doing that?

Evidently his idiot, that’s who.

Imagine his surprise when he showed up, unannounced, ready to have you on every piece of furniture, only to be threatened with a feather duster the second he went to grab your ass. “Paws off. I already changed the sheets on my bed, cleaned the bathroom, the kitchen, and mopped the floors, so unless you’re here to help dust or wipe windows, keep it in your pants, Haruchiyo.”

Needless to say, he wasn’t the happiest houseguest.

After the long work week he’s had, Sanzu was looking forward to locking the two of you in the back all weekend, going at it like rabbits with no other purpose but keep the neighbors up—Pretty much until the room stank. But, thanks to this cleaning ritual of yours, that wasn’t about to happen anytime soon. Especially not with the various scented candles you were burning to hide the potent smell of bleach and pine-sol. God, he was getting such a headache from overstimulation…and not the good kind.

“This is such bullshit,” he groaned into the couch, where you banished him after he tried to bend you over the washing machine while you were loading another basket of dirty clothes. “Why’d you even invite me over if we weren’t gonna do anything…”

You paused from folding, side-eyeing him. “I didn’t invite you.”

“You said you were staying in all day. That’s practically code for: I’m bored, come dick me down.”

Your laugh had snuck up on you, racking through your entire body to the point you had curled forward. The leap he took to draw such a conclusion nearly gave you whiplash as you attempted to regain composure. “Maybe for freaky-fucks like you, but the rest of us usually mean it as something mundane. Like, oh I dunno, doing chores.”

“On a Saturday?? What ‘re ya, 80??”

You shrugged, placing another item onto its respective pile. “You don’t have to stay, y’know. If you have something better to do, then by all means, don’t let me keep you.”

Sanzu abruptly sat up from his position, the clothes you had laid on his back flopping onto the floor, instantly losing their folded shape. You shot him an annoyed glance, but figured some of the blame was yours for using his skittish-ass for a table. The pinkette wore a pitiful look, wide cerulean eyes piercing right through you as he gave a defiant punch to the couch cushion, “Was ‘posed to be doing you! And you are keeping me from doing that!”

With a huff, you set aside the pile you were currently working through to gather up the clothes that he so rudely let fall to the floor. “Unfortunate. Now lay back down, and be a good table. Since you wanted to be chair so fucking badly.”

“Piss off.”

He absolutely laid back down.

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melodyidk · 4 months

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Thinking about Hanma coming home on his birthday, greeted by an over-bubbly you by the door. He lifts an eyebrow and asks what's got you smiling so wide.

You just giggle and respond innocently with a "You'll see later."

And when he's finally in bed after the diner you made for him he asks you again.

You just get up, turn around and lift up your shirt.

The moment he sees the familiar "Sin" and "Punishment" tattooed on your lower back he practically jumps up in bed.

"You like it?"

"Like it? I love it, dollface ♡"

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Just wanna be branded as his property. Imagine how hard he's gonna fuck you everytime he glances down at you bend over, all for him to use, and sees his tattoos on your body, showing the whole world who you belong to. Gonna grip your hips till you bruise and whine for him, praising you for being his good girl :(

"That's it, pretty. Best fucking gift I've ever received. Gonna fill you all nicely with my cum. You want that, don't you?"

The Hanma brain rot is real y'all

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k9wa · 2 years

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༉ 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐂’𝐒.

featuring mitsuya takashi, ryuguji ken, sano manjiro, hanemiya kazutora, matsuno chifuyu.

SYNOPSIS ︴ random headcanons i have for tokyo rev boys as boyfriends ◛ CONTENT ︴ gn reader (no referring pronouns,) bonten timeline.

T. MITSUYA

☆ always makes sure that you two have proper meals where you sit and eat together, since he can get tied up with work and other junk and can’t be around as much as he’d like to.

☆ adores it when you cook for him. he literally could Melt.

☆ very casually touchy when you guys are alone, like grabbing your shoulders when he walks past you or standing behind you and rubbing your back if you’re doing something at the counter or table.

☆ mitsuya is a hugger. he hugs you. all the time. in his sleep, on the couch while you’re watching a show together, in the shower, he’s a hugger.

☆ noises of confirmation when you tell stories or talk to him. (humming/nodding.) he doesn’t want to interrupt you, but wants to make sure you know he’s listening.

☆ takes candid photos of you all the time.

☆ HE BUYS YOU FLOWERS!! you always have a vase of fresh flowers on your countertop.

☆ he calls you pretty a lot. he thinks you are so pretty and makes it known.

“you look so pretty right now.”

“i’ve been awake for 30 seconds. i still have sleep in my eyes.”

“you look pretty.”

☆ sometimes when mitsuya is tired he’ll just rest his head on your shoulder and mumble or groan.

☆ he is a human heater. he is so warm to sleep beside. half the time you just ditch the blanket entirely and hug him. of course he doesn’t mind one bit.

☆ he’s like a grandma sometimes.

“do you need me to sew that for you?”

“theres a hole in your sweater, let me fix it.”

“want me to patch that for you?”

☆ mitsuya pick me. pick me pick me pick m

K. RYUGUJI

☆ teases you all the time and cracks tons of jokes. you two make so much fun of each other.

☆ always calls you on his breaks at work to ask about your day, he just likes to listen to you talk.

☆ like mitsuya he’s also very casually touchy, but not just in the confines of your own home. he likes to put an arm on your head when you stand next to him or pat and hold onto your thigh when you’re sitting together.

☆ get’s you to help him do his hair in the mornings when he’s way to tired to.

☆ speaking of mornings, if you live together, draken 90% of the time relies on you to get him up in the mornings.

he gets used to you sweetly waking him up, which eventually turns into him sleeping through his alarms and you drumming on his chest to get him to wake up and turn them off.

☆ sleeps like a rock, and is about as heavy as one too.

☆ god forbid you have somewhere to be on his days off. he is not waking up unless the world sets on fire.

“ken, wake up i gotta start getting ready.”

“….ken.”

“wake up holy shit you are literally crushing me.”

☆ he’s just shnooorrreee mimimi

☆ normally makes breakfast for himself when he wakes up before work, and always leaves you a portion of what he made in the fridge.

☆ love love loves taking you for rides on his bike. literally his favourite thing to do with you.

☆ not much of a date person? he’d much rather order food and hangout with you at home where you can both relax.

☆ i like to think you guys would try to invite everyone over every so often, and it brings draken a lot of warmth to see how well you get along with his found family around a table of food and far too many drinks.

☆ (also loves to watch you bicker with mikey.)

☆ draken is someone who most definitely treasures a somewhat domestic lifestyle with you. just waking up next to someone, eating dinner with them, and leaving leftovers for the other are things he never really got to witness outside of media growing up.

☆ (you are his first real home :sob:)

M. SANO

☆ this is in my own little world where mikey got to be happy post-tenjiku like everyone else ok.

☆ a relationship with mikey would not be something that happens quickly at all. it takes a lot for him to be open and vulnerable with another person in a way he generally never has been with anyone else.

☆ so when you two start going out, you’re already beyond comfortable with each other, and have an immense amount of trust.

☆ he’s not a sappy person whatsoever, so he shows his affection by teasing you or just random acts of kindness / gift giving.

“by the way i fixed that problem with the spark plug on your bike you mentioned.”

“oh, i went back and got you that sweater i saw you eyeing at the mall the other day.”

☆ mikey and you don’t go out to big restaurants or anywhere crowded. but he does take you out a lot.

☆ you two will race down the streets of shibuya to go to your favourite cafe, or hangout at your favourite park long after dark so you’re alone.

☆ (mikey will break every road rule for a parfait.)

☆ alternatively, you two go out to eat with his friends a lot. hot pot, barbecue, bar hopping, anything. normally its you, mikey, draken, takemichi and occasionally emma and hina.

☆ you two do however also do your fair share of staying at home.

☆ mikey really treasures his alone time with you, because thats his prime time to relax and let down his walls.

☆ he loves to lay with you and tell stories about his time with shinichiro as a kid.

☆ mikey always insists you guys should watch a movie and order in on lazy nights.

he then proceeds to eat his share of food (and a good bit of yours) in 5 minutes and falls asleep on top of you 20 minutes into the movie. his ass his not waking up, get comfy.

☆ mornings with mikey are a coin flip. he’s either grumpy and refuses to get out of bed or just sleepy. normally the grumpy can be subsided with a few extra minutes in bed of messing with his hair.

☆ overall, your relationship with mikey is a very special one and he is trying his very best. you’re helping him to heal.

K. HANEMIYA

☆ literally my scrungly.

☆ he is the sweetest bf i do not CAREEE my ass is not listening he’s amazing.

☆ like draken, he calls you on all of his breaks, sometimes will convince u to come down to the pet shop and see him.

“but theres the cutest kitten here you have to come meet him!”

so you go down.

“where’s the kitten?”

“aww you just missed him, he got adopted in the 10 minutes it took you to get here. lets hangout since you’re here anyway!”

☆ you’ve really gotta stop falling for it.

☆ he sweet talks you into eventually adopting a kitten with him. that cat is so spoiled.

☆ being in a relationship with kazutora is just…comfy. you guys are just used to eachother.

☆ you two make breakfast together on the mornings when you have time, and go back and forth on who gets to decide what you eat.

(kazutora just lets you decide most of the time.)

☆ kazutora’s rather clingy with you. sometimes he gets a little insecure about it, but a little reassurance and he’ll be just fine.

☆ always puts your legs on his lap when you sit on the couch together or kisses your cheek when your pass him. he loves to play with your hair, fingers, hoodie strings, he just likes to be touching you.

☆ he’s not the same way in public, pda isn’t really his thing, but he is aaaaalways holding your hand. his friends have most definitely poked fun at him for it.

☆ sometimes kazutora struggles when it comes to being a good partner, since he never exactly had a great example growing up. but he really does try his best, and wants to make things work with you as best as he can.

☆ id say he is doing a fantastic job personally! he’s always very careful with you.

☆ hugs you in your sleep, don’t you dare wake him up he’s comfy.

☆ takes notes of things like candles and drinks and snacks that you like so he can make sure you’ve always got them at home.

☆ lots of midnight gas station snack runs, and hanging out in the car in some empty parking lot.

☆ im starting to see a reoccurring theme here, but you guys stay home instead of going out most nights. he enjoys having you to himself, in the comfort of your little home together.

☆ you make dinner together, with some shitty soap opera you both make fun of playing in the background, bickering at each other throughout the process.

“no, tora, the heats too high it’s gonna burn.”

“im watching it babe its not gonna burn.”

“i don’t wanna have to remake it if it burns just turn—“

“i’m not gonna burn it im right here.”

“but—“

☆ you are very happy and gross and domestic together.

C. MATSUNO

☆ i think chifuyu would be your boyfriend and your bestie.

☆ you like to hangout, and chifuyu gossips. idc. that boy likes to dish. he tells u about all the wack job customers he gets.

“so this chick starts FREAKING the hell out when we tell her no, we can’t refund the cat food you bought and already used.”

“mhm.”

“kazutora is trying not to pop a vein, she’s banging on the counter, i have no fuckin’ idea whats even going on—“

☆ it’s the average dinner conversation in your house.

☆ chifuyu will get stuck working late a lot, when he comes home he just absolutely crashes onto you.

☆ except u have to go to bed with him for him to actually fall asleep. soz if you had something you had to do, chifuyu said its bed time.

☆ looking at chifuyu matured and living a normal lifestyle, sometimes you wonder how he used to be in such a huge gang.

☆ he is the biggest baby.

☆ you two have your own little schedule and routines. chifuyu makes breakfast, you make dinner, you do laundry, he does dishes, etc.

☆ he likes to take you out on your days off. local restaurants mainly. sometimes you just get drive through food and go on drives around the city while chifuyu steals your french fries.

☆ he’s clingy but not in the same way kazutora is.

☆ he’ll text you lots throughout the day, will poke at you to tease you, ruffle your hair, stuff like that.

☆ you guys have a pet together, and you let chifuyu pick the name of the stray black cat you adopted.

☆ he named him kei. (bawls my fucking eyes out.)

☆ i do not doubt chifuyu takes up all of the space in your shared bed. he falls asleep holding you on his side and wakes up horizontal, with you somehow still on the bed underneath him.

☆ you sleep in his clothes a lot and every single time he’ll say some stupid shit like “nice shirt, where’d you get it?

☆ i feel like chifuyu would associate songs with you. sometimes he’ll play a song in the car and say :

“this song makes me think of you.”

☆ kickin my feet a lil….

☆ life with chifuyu is a very good one, where you both relish in each other’s company and really are best friends.

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piichuu · 5 months

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♡ CAT CUDDLES - CHIFUYU MATSUNO

WARNINGS: fluff, gn!reader

WORD COUNT: 752

DECEMBER DRABBLES

something that doesn’t come as a surprise to you is when chifuyu matsuno brings a cat home after he’s found it out on the street.

it’s pouring rain when he enters your home with a black cat in his arms. it seems surprisingly comfortable in his embrace as he’s quick to go grab a towel to dry it. “i found it out on the street, i couldn’t just leave it there when it’s raining so much,” your boyfriend explains.

he has never brought a cat home before, knowing that none of you have the time to take care of a whole pet, but he knows that he’ll need to make time for this one, because his heart could never take leaving it outside for just anyone to take. he knew it would have a better home with the two of you.

“i know we don’t have a lot of things for it, i’ll run and buy some things for it after giving it some food. i think we should have some in the kitchen,” chifuyu explains.

he already has cat food in a cupboard that he feeds stray cats, one of many reasons as to why they keep showing up by your place, wanting more. so the fact that he already has some makes this all much easier.

you walk into the kitchen and grab a bowl as well as the cat food, placing it by the hallway so chifuyu can put the cat down onto the floor and allow it to eat. it seems rather comfortable even though it’s still wet from the rain and has probably been outside without much food for days.

“i’m sorry for just taking it in, but i really couldn’t leave it outside,” he sighs, leaning against the wall as he watches the small cat eating. you flash him a soft smile, wrapping your arms around his neck. “it’s okay, i knew it would happen one day or another. but i can go buy some things for it if you want, i think you’ll be better looking after it.”

chifuyu reflects your smile and places a kiss to your cheek. “if that’s okay with you. i can write you a list for what we’ll need,” you nod and follow him into the living room where your phone is resting on the tv table.

your boyfriend writes a few things down in the notes app and then hands you the phone back. “call me if you need help with anything. we’ll wait with buying a cat tree for a day or two because there won’t be enough space if we put it in the car today,” he kisses your cheek and strokes your hair.

chifuyu follows you into the hallway as the black cat is still busy eating as if it’s been days since it last did. “you’re taking the car, right? it’ll be too many things to carry,” he asks. “of course, and i’ll call you if i need help, i promise.”

the rain is still pouring down when you reach the pet store and thanks to chifuyu’s shopping list, it doesn’t take too long to buy everything you need for the time being. a couple of toys to keep it occupied, more cat food, a bowl for the food as well as a bowl for water, a litter box, sand for the litter box and even more toys.

after only half an hour, you’re back home in your shared apartment only to be met by the sight of chifuyu holding the small cat in his embrace on the couch. it is wrapped in a towel to help it dry from the rain and has its eyes closed as it’s relaxing in his hold.

your boyfriend looks up towards you and gives you a gentle smile, motioning for you to come over and of course, you do just that. dropping the bags of things for the cat on the floor and walking into the living room, laying down on the couch beside him and the cat.

“did everything go well?” chifuyu asks and you give him a nod, petting the cat in his arms. “it went well. the cat seems to have become comfortable with you very quickly.”

he smiles and strokes its head while it purrs. “it’s very friendly which is surprising since it doesn’t seem to have lived a very good life, but we’ll make sure it has the best life,” he kisses your forehead and sighs contently. “it’ll be our own little child.”

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lazypotaters · 1 year

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I forgot to upload this on here... Whoops 🤦🏾‍♀️

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angelltheninth · 5 months

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Shinichiro Sano Eats You Out for the First Time

Pairing: Shinichiro Sano x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, first orgasm, fingering, clit sucking, thigh kissing, biting, praise, toy use, orgasm encouragement

A/N: Smut commission! Sano is so good! Where are all my Sano lovers at?

8. “I’ve been wondering what it feels like…”

Shinichiro kissed up and down your belly, sometimes pushing his tongue out to tickle you, not even noticing how tight you got around his finger when his lips closed in on your pussy. "You don't need to be shy you know. Not with me."

"I-I know." You were both naked, many times in fact, shyness had long since left the building. "I've been wondering what it feels like... getting eaten out." Shinichiro paused inches from licking your folds. His midnight eyes glanced from your wet pussy to your face, "What? Is that weird? You don't have to if you don't want to."

"What's weird is that you just told me no one's ever done this for you before." He moved his finger in and out slowly before easing it out, "I can do that for you if you want." He closed in, kissing down your thigh and placing a soft kiss to your clit, "This pussy deserves some love too, after all it made my feel good so many times before."

Your eyes followed him and his hard cock when he stood up and walked to his closet. He turned around, holding a vibrating pocketpussy and pumping it up and down on his length. He returned back to the bed, angling his hips a little bit upwards so he could still thrust in and out of the slowly and quietly vibrating toy. When he pushed his mouth against you it was obvious why he did this, he was moaning directly against your clit.

His rough fingers spread your pussy open so his tongue could slide in between easily, from your hole to your clit. You could hardly keep your eyes open against the assault of his tongue, making your body melt against his. You draped your legs over his shoulders, allowing him to rock your body together with his when he fucked the pussy toy beneath him.

Shinichiro started sucking on your clit, moaning as you rolled your hips into his mouth. He pulled back and lay his tongue flat against it, teasing you before moving back down to your pussyhole and pushing his tongue inside, licking around and lapping up your horny juices into his mouth, completely getting drunk off your taste.

From your pussy to your thighs his lips spread your cum over your legs and then agonizingly slowly back to your clit which begged or attention. He would always provide. That's the kind of man Shinichiro was.

As much as he wants to fuck you instead of his toy he wants to make this all about you. He keeps closing and relaxing his jaw against you, licking his whole tongue over your pussy, from the entrance to your puffy clit, "Looking so fucking pretty. Tasting even better. Want you to come on my face, in my mouth." His finger pokes at your entrance, "My new favorite meal right here."

Your legs trembled around him, "Shinichiro!" You pushed his head between your legs, only allowing him to move his tongue and rut his hips into the toy, moaning louder, quicker, his mouth getting sloppy. As he opened them and pushed his finger inside you he came into it.

"Fuck, wish it was your pussy." Your back arched into him as you dug your feet into the bed, squirting all over his face as he kept pumping his finger in and out of you fast then slow to help you come down from your orgasm, "Easy, I'm here." Shinichiro whispered when he heard your hiccups and whimpers, "You'll get used to it don't worry. You did so well, my good, pretty girl." He should probably get up and clean out the toy but instead he kept kissing your pussy, clit and thighs. Just a minute longer, he wanted to taste you for just a minute longer.

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authorluvgxbby · 1 year

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Mystery Girl

A/N: hello my luvs! I am happy to say that I am finally back. I had decided to take a break from writing due to school being a bit overwhelming, but overtime I have come up with a lot of new stuff to share with you all! And for now, I'll continue to deliver current and future requests sitting in my mail cause i love doing those for ya'll so, by all means, enjoy!

Genre: Fluff, slight crack

Rindou x Reader

Everyone could agree that Tenjiku, along with its four heavenly kings, were made of the strongest and, quite literally, the most brutal gangsters of the S-62 generation. However, within the gang, everyone could only see each other as nothing more than a bunch of idiotic misfits.

For example, in the eyes of their fellow gang members, the Haitani brothers may be the supreme rulers of roppongi, but deep down they were just two siblings who got on each other's nerves and made it everyone else’s problem.

It was no secret that the older Haitani was a menace to his little brother and took every opportunity he had to tease Rindou. At first, it was annoying, but over time, it was like daily entertainment for Tenjiku to watch the two brothers bicker.

Today was no different.

Rindou was peacefully slouching along one of the beat up couches of their dingy warehouse hideout, eyes glued to his phone, while Ran stared holes into the back of his brother’s blonde and blue locks. The silent question bubbling in his mind: what is he doing so long on his phone?

This matter particularly disturbed the Haitani, since his brother was less of a socialite, especially when it came to social media. Yet, here he was, messages open, while texting an unknown individual that HE didn’t know about? This was indeed quite odd.

“Rindou,” he calls.

No answer, just the sound of his thumbs tapping against the device’s screen.

Huffing, he calls once more, “Rindouuu.” Still nothing.

“What could he be so fixated on?” Kakucho voices next to the older Haitani.

“I don’t know, but I don’t like how this person is getting all this attention from my little brother.”

That’s when the lightbulb goes off, sparking an idea from the older brother’s mind, his signature mischievous smile spreading on his lips. Sighing in pity, all Kakucho could do was watch as Ran carried out his usual wicked deeds towards his little brother.

One swipe was all it took to snatch Rindou’s phone from his hands, which he quickly responds with an empty grasp of air.

“What the fuck Ran?!”

Ran ignores his sibling as he takes a closer look at his current messages to the unknown stranger. He gasps, and there’s a temporary silence that swells in the air.

“Who is it from?” Izana questions, turning everyone’s curiosity to the brothers.

“R-ran, give it back dammit!” Rindou growls, trying to land a hit on his brother but failing miserably.

Squinting at the bright screen, he takes a moment to register the conversation. His eyes widened,“It’s…”

Izana raises a brow “It’s?”

Ran clears his throat, “….it’s from…a girl?”

The gang was silent, mildly in shock, as they turned to the currently blushing dual-colored younger brother.

“Wait Rindou…,” Mochi voices, breaking the intense silence, “since when do you talk to girls?” he questions.

“Damn straight!” Ran says. “And more importantly, why didn’t you tell your dear big bro?” he whines, throwing a puppy look in his direction.

“Cause’ it's none of your damn business!” Rindou groans, snatching his phone back from his menacing brother’s clutches.

“I always thought the dude was more on the other side of the fence…if you catch my drift,” Shion says in wonder, while Mucho nods in agreement as he glances at Sanzu.

“I AM NOT GAY!” Rindou shouts, heat growing to his cheeks. “And even if I was, I would rather take the information to my grave than tell any of you idiots.”

“That’s rather offensive Rindou.” Kakucho frowns, folding his arms and shooting him a pointed look. “We may have our differences, but we’re a gang. Comrades, actually. You could’ve at least said something.”

“What he said,” Ran interjects, throwing a thumb over to Kakucho beside him.

“So who is it you are talking to that has your undivided attention,” questioned Izana.

Ah, the big question.

Everyone stares, waiting for an answer from Rindou.

He sighs dejectedly as his shoulders slump.

“You know what…you guys already know too much anyway so I might as well…” pinching the bridge of his nose, he breathes in deeply. “She’s my girlfriend.”

Safe to say everyone was completely dumbfounded by the news.

Especially Ran.

“OH THE HORROR,” he cries dramatically, hand clutching his over his heart as he raises a hand over his head.

“Well…that was…unexpected.” Mutters Kakucho.

“Didn’t think he had it in him.” Mochi shrugs.

Just as fast as the comments swirled, so did the questions as well.

“So…what’s she like?” Shion asks.

Now everyone had huddled around the couch where Rindou had seated himself back on, as he continued to text you.

“An angel from heaven,” he quickly slaps a hand on his mouth.

“Gross.” Shion sticks out his tongue.

“You really are smitten huh?” Ran quips, grinning like a fool.

“Please, shut up.”

Bzzz!

y/n: you mind if I drop by? I wanna see you before I go home.

Rindou smiles.

Rindou: Sure babe, I’m at the hideout. I’d like to introduce you to the gang if that’s all right?

y/n: sure! On my way <333

“She’ll be here soon, so stop asking me about her already. You guys are annoying,” Rindou shoots glares at everyone before going back to staring at his phone.

“Rin rin? Are you here?” you called out sweetly, voice reverberating throughout the rusty walls of the warehouse.

Everyone pipes up at the new voice, with Rindou being the first to greet you with open arms and softness in his smile. You run towards him, crashing against him as your arms immediately encircle around his waist, burying your face into the warmth of his tenjiku uniform.

“Rin! I’ve missed you!”

“I’ve missed you too bubs,” he mumbles in your hair, planting a kiss on your crown.

“ ‘Bubs’?! Rindou what the fuck type of lovey dovey shit are you on dude?!” Shion cackles from behind.

However, it isn’t long before he is face-to-face with you, slack jawed at your beautiful appearance.

Before he could even hit you with one of his newest pick up lines, he immediately hits the ground, face smooshed into the harsh, dirt floor with an imprint of fist on his exposed cheek.

Meanwhile, you stood above him, your once soft gaze now darkened with a menacing aura surrounding you.

“Don’t you dare talk shit about my boyfriend you prick. You got something to say, you say it to my fuckin’ face.”

The sudden change in attitude was one thing, but having the ability to knock out Shion was different. Especially a girl.

“Did she just…knock out Shion?”

“Way to state the obvious Kakucho.” Izana mocks, grinning at the misfortune of an unconscious Shion.

“Rindou, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DUDE!”

Ran gasps, pointing an accusing finger at his little brother. “She’s beautiful AND can fight?”

“At least she isn’t like his previous relationships where he ends up getting used or dumped.”

The blatant statement wasn’t too far off either. Ever since Mucho had joined Tenjiku, he had taken notice to Rindou’s frequent change in women overtime in the gang.

Shrugging, he ignores the whole scene while continuing his game of shogi with Sanzu.

“Alright, enough you guys!” Rindou sighs, walking over to you and embracing you from behind.

“Sweetheart, please don’t worry about them, this is normal. No need to get upset,” he whispers, kissing the shell of your ear. You pout, turning to face your boyfriend. “Rindou, if I were you, I’d beat their asses, but since it’s fine with you then it’s fine with me.”

Nodding, Rindou kisses you on the forehead, smiling sweetly. “Thanks beautiful.”

“You two mind go getting a room, because I can’t stand that new couple shit. Makes me nauseous.” Mochi groans.

“Agreed,” everyone said in unison.

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itjazzbicch · 5 months

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The Finish Line

Pairing: Timeskip!Manjiro Sano x Fem Reader

Summary: Continuations of The Grim Future:

Tracking down Chifuyu and trying to leap back to the past to fix the horrible future that the reader is in, she's completely thrown off track when Mikey follows her without her knowledge, assuming things and she leaps back from Mikey's touch instead of Chifuyu, she doesn't expect the past she lands in, nor the future she finds...

Warnings: Manga Spoilers! Slight swearing, Use of a gun (in other words someone gets shot), a MxF slap. It is Bonten Mikey in the beginning! (But that's about it!) The rest of this fic is so sweet I swear!

Word Count: 2.7k

It took some sneaking around, but in a relatively short time, I tracked down Chifuyu. He owned a pet shop in the city, and I had to lie to Mikey, but I needed to see Chifuyu.

There was no way I could live like this. Yes, I was with Mikey, but he wasn't the Mikey I knew. I didn't know exactly what I had to do in the past to change our future, but I knew that this wasn't meant for us.

The store Chifuyu owned was impressive, and it was nice to know that my friends did something with their lives. I didn't want to approach him directly as just being there had my emotions running wild, and when I saw Chifuyu step out of the back and to the register to help one of his employees, an exchange of glances was all we needed.

The longer I stared into his eyes, the more tears I felt swelling up. He nudged his head toward the backdoor, so I rushed outside to meet him in the alleyway.

"Y/N, it's about time I ran into you-"

"Chifuyu-" I panted, silencing him as tears streamed down my face, shaking in the knees as I cried, "I need to go back. I need to go back now."

"Why? I know that we couldn't save everyone, but-" Chifuyu was only confused but quickly learned why I was panicking as I cried harder:

"It's so much worse than you think, Chifuyu."

"Try to calm down, okay?" He was only trying to help, holding my shoulders and trying to help ease my cries so I could talk, "Just tell me what's going on."

"Have you heard of Bonten?" I didn't need to ask; the expansion in his pupils showed that he knew of Bonten, nearly breaking down completely against him as I whispered, "I'm second in command of it. Mikey is the leader, and they all do such horrible things. How did this happen, Chifuyu? How did I fail again?"

"Oh my gosh," He whispered in shock, holding me up as I collapsed in his arms, looking up to him:

"Please, Chifuyu-"

"Hmm, this is what you've been hiding from me, Y/N?"

Fear never struck me as hard as it did when I heard Mikey's voice behind me; I whipped around to see Mikey and Sanzu behind him.

"No, Mikey! This isn't what you think!" Panicking, I fell to my knees, even bowing to him to show that I wasn't lying, "It will sound crazy if I tell you the truth, but I'll do so if I have to, just please-"

"Shut up," He growled, leaning down to snatch my wrist and pull me away from Chifuyu, "Sanzu-"

"I got this," Sanzu snickered, my heart falling as he pulled out a pistol with a silencer, making me scream out:

"No! Mikey! PLEASE-"

Before me or Chifuyu could react, Sanzu had already pulled the trigger, crying so hard that I couldn't breathe as Chifuyu's body fell to the ground.

"Oh my god-" I choked out, trying to break Mikey's grasp, "Chifuyu!"

"You've been acting weird, suspicious too," Mikey murmured, gripping my wrist even tighter, pulling me so we were face to face, never seeing such a dark look in his eyes, "You think I wouldn't find out?"

"It's not what you think!" I yelled out of sadness and anger, trying to break free just for him to slap me.

I never knew Mikey's strength till then. My head was ringing as I dropped to the ground like a ton of bricks, just from a slap. As much as it hurt my heart and made me cry even worse, I needed to save Chifuyu, crawling to his body, but before I could reach him, Sanzu snatched me by the shirt:

"We have to get out of here. Think you two can handle this somewhere else?"

"Oh, we will," Mikey growled, my hand smacking Sanzu away.

"No! No! No! No!" I sobbed, screaming one last time as Mikey took my hand, "Mikey, stop!"

"So, how's she ride, Y/N?"

Huh? What happened? Where was I? To go back to the past, I needed Chifuyu, but for some reason, it happened when Mikey held my hand.

"Hey! Be careful! You're swerving!"

I was on a motorcycle, and that voice; it was so familiar. Looking to the left, I saw short, black hair flying with the wind. They finally looked at me, and it was Baji?! But he was younger.

Still accelerating, I stared at him in shock. It was really Baji. Not paying attention to the road till he yelled out:

"Y/N! Watch out!"

"What?" Looking ahead of me, I slammed right into a telephone pole, hitting the ground hard.

"Are you okay?!" Baji came to a screeching halt, parking and running to my side.

The pain wasn't even that bad. I picked myself up and stared at Baji, shaking because it had already been so long since I last saw him on Bloody Halloween.

"Say something! You're weirding me out!"

"Hey, what happened?!" Kazutora. He pulled up next to Baji's bike, running over to check on me, "Y/N crashed?!"

"Yeah, and she won't talk!"

"B-Baji. Kazutora-a-" This was real. I went back much further than twelve years and, with them in front of me, live in the flesh. Looking at my reflection against the metal pieces of my bike, I was much younger, too and I just started bawling, "Baji! Kazutora!"

"Let's get her checked out," Kazutora recommended, helping me stand. I hugged them tightly, like I'd never have that chance again.

"C'mon Y/N. I think you hit your head," Baji exclaimed, trying to pry me away, so I nodded, limping over to his bike:

"O-Okay."

The crash wasn't that bad. I could tell that I wasn't injured or anything, but they were all so confused as to why I wouldn't stop crying.

In the hospital bed, I kept trying my best to calm down, but if I was this far in the past, how would I be able to fix things and go back to the future? Was Mikey my pathway back now? I had so many questions, overwhelmed with more emotions as I heard another old, familiar voice:

"You said that she won't stop crying?"

"Yeah, but nothing's seriously wrong with her! Just a few scratches," Baji was explaining something to that voice, shaking again with silent tears flowing as Shinichiro walked through the door into my hospital room:

"Maybe she's just upset about her bike."

Shinichiro didn't even cross my mind. He was alive too. Trying to help me with a soft smile:

"Hey, girly. It's not like you getting into an accident. You ride better than all the boys!"

He was only trying to raise my spirit, but I started sobbing again, holding out my arms:

"Shinichiro!"

He was such a kind soul, hugging me and reassuring me, "Hey, don't cry. You're okay, and that's what matters. Don't worry about your bike either. I'll fix it. It'll look like nothing ever happened to it."

"T-Thank you," I panted, needing to breathe just to freeze again as Draken came in next with Mikey:

"Y/N! You, okay?"

Picking my head up, my eyes locked with Mikey's, and I could feel this zap between us.

"The doctor said she's okay. She's just a little spooked," Shinichiro explained, standing and patting my head, backing up as Mikey ran and hugged me.

I was going to run out of tears with all the crying that I was doing, trying to keep my whisper to Mikey as quiet as possible:

"Do you remember?"

"I do," He whispered back, swallowing a breath as he was fighting tears of his own, too, "I remember everything."

Squeezing him hard, I was shaking like a leaf, and Mikey noticed everyone's confusion, whispering quickly:

"Relax. We'll fix everything. I promise."

Finally, I grew a grip on myself and stopped crying. It did feel good to know that everyone I cared about was alive and that I had one more chance to make things right.

Knowing that I probably wouldn't get another chance, I didn't want to live through another hellish future after all the ones I'd already gone through.

Since we were young and Toman wasn't formed yet, Mikey and I decided to create Toman again, but this time, bringing everyone, even the people we were once enemies with. This wouldn't be a gang, more so, a path. A path to a better future, where we all do something meaningful with our lives. No more violence and death.

It took a long time, but we got everyone we needed on that path, standing alongside Mikey as the time finally came, his voice commanding out:

"Toman is now disbanded!"

Everyone was confused by this, but that quickly faded and led them towards the light of a bright future as Mikey encouraged:

"Go on and live your lives to the fullest. Accomplish your goals and dreams. There is more to life than we think. So please, think deeply about these words, and most importantly, don't let me down."

Something in my heart made me feel so good inside as they all saluted Mikey one last time, going their ways, smiling brightly as some talked about what they wanted to do in the future. Chifuyu wanted his pet store, Smiley and Angry wanted to open a ramen shop. Mitsuya planned on becoming a fashion designer.

I wanted to see all those dreams come true more than anything in this world, gazing at Mikey as I heard him sniffling:

"We did it, Y/N."

"Yeah," I sniffled back, wiping my eye, "I'm pretty sure we did."

Nodding and offering his hand to me, my heart started racing. We truly did not have anything to fear about, but I was so nervous.

"I know what you've gone through, Y/N. I wouldn't do this if I didn't know we'd succeeded."

"I agree, but it's just so scary to me still," I admitted, taking a deep breath before smiling softly, "Even so. Even if I have more to do, I'll do it."

"You've done it all," Mikey smiled, tears of happiness falling down his cheeks, "I'm sure I'll see you as soon as you get there."

"C'MON! YOU'RE SO CLOSE!"

My gosh, why was it so loud?!

Covering my ears, Draken was standing next to me, wearing a headset and yelling. In front of me, a wire fence and motorcycles were racing. We were at a race?

"YEAH MIKEY!" "YOU GOT THIS MAN!" "MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Shinichiro. Baji. Pah. Kazutora. Mitsuya. Takemichi. Everybody. Everyone was here. Quickly looking at a sign, this was the Grand Prix, and as the bikes raced by, I just knew it was Mikey, in black and yellow, neck and neck with another racer, trying to get to first place and win.

We actually did it! The happiness took over me, with tears and a smile, jumping as Mikey started to get the lead, and I started screaming:

"YOU'RE GONNA WIN IT, MIKEY! YOU CAN DO IT, BABY!"

Right as I got out my last word, Mikey crossed the finish line, and I jumped for joy, screaming and cheering, shaking Draken:

"HE DID IT!"

"HELL YEAH!" Draken yelled back, Mikey coming to the pitstop, and we all started losing it. There was confetti, bottles popping, all of chanting:

"MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Once Mikey was parked and had his helmet off, he ran to me, hugging me tight and spinning.

"That was so awesome!" I smiled, finding his gaze, and as he smiled back, he started sniffling.

He didn't need to say anything. I knew that he realized that I was back for the last time. No more time leaping. No more struggles. Just us, our friends and family, together with no more worries.

It was obvious how much his blood was pumping, everyone whistling and cheering as his lips smacked into mine.

It took a long time to get to this point, but for the first time, I felt true happiness. Kissing him back, I didn't want to stop but hurrying to back away and squeal as they dumped a keg of water over him, presenting his trophy.

I hurried to take out my phone and take pictures as Draken put Mikey on his shoulders while Mikey raised his trophy high, everyone coming down to celebrate with him.

The sight of all of us together was something I'd never forget.

Not much later, things settled down so Mikey could handle the business aspect of the race. There was a party planned too, so till it was time to go, I talked with Emma and Hina, my smile not leaving my face for even a second.

"It's time to party!" Hina was chanting and dancing with Emma, everyone leaving the stadium, offering my hand to Mikey:

"Ready to go celebrate some more?"

"Oh yeah," He smirked, holding my hand and watching everyone go, "I'd like to talk to you first, though."

"Oh," I wasn't sure what he wanted to discuss, but I agreed, "That's fine."

"Follow me," He instructed, leading me to the racetrack.

There were so many tire marks, and I'd never been on a racetrack before, so I was in awe as he led me to the field in the middle, admiring him:

"I knew you were good on a bike, but I can't believe how fast you were going. It was awesome, Mikey."

"I got skill," He smiled back at me, and it was the first pure smile I'd ever seen from him; a little nervous as I asked:

"So, uh. What did you want to talk about?"

Taking a few steps, his back facing me, I could hear the emotions that he was fighting:

"I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. I wouldn't have won that championship either."

I had a gut feeling this would get emotional, my heart skipping and beating harder as he continued:

"You have gone through so much. I put you through so much. Every future you saw, I kept choosing the wrong path, did so many horrible things, and despite all of that, you still loved me the same. You never gave up on me."

"Of course not," I sniffled, tears forming as I saw the ones in his as he turned to look, "I've always loved you, Mikey. You went through hell every time I leaped. That wasn't the real you. I wasn't going to stop till I changed that. Even if there are more challenges for us in the future, I'll never give up."

"I know, but don't worry. I know there are no more challenges for us," He smiled through his tears, coming to stand before me, "I only need you to know how much I love you for that, and I need to know one last thing."

"Yes?" I wasn't sure where this was going. I nearly fainted as he got down on one knee, pulling out a diamond ring from his pocket:

"Marry me, Y/N?"

I had to cover my mouth to stop the cry that almost shot out of me, crying as I nodded frantically, fanning my face with both hands as I gladly accepted:

"Yes! Yes, Mikey!"

Taking my hand and putting on the ring, he quickly hugged me, kissing me hard and squeezing me into a warm embrace.

Hugging his head, I wanted to stay there and kiss him forever, but I needed to breathe before I passed out, both of us heaving but smiling as I whispered:

"I love you, Mikey. So so, much."

"I love you too-" He smiled back, eyes shooting up towards an exit in the stands as we heard a sharp, echoing squeal:

"GUYS! GUYS! MIKEY JUST PROPOSED TO Y/N!"

Hina and Emma. They must've been looking for us and saw what happened.

"DID YOU SAY YES?!" Hina yelled out; Mikey and I laughed at first, but he picked me up as I yelled back:

"I SAID YES!"

"WOOO!" All the guys came over too, cheering and yelling:

"BOUT TIME!"

That made me laugh even more, snug in Mikey's arms, our future secured and only great things ahead of us.

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mitsuyeaah · 10 months

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requested by @ask-the-insect-hashira ♡

souya being such a shy individual in front of pretty strangers like you at the gym; it’s funny because his physique does not match his personality at all, such a great contrast. his eyes—like the skies above, avoid your own when you converse with him. the way his fingers fidget with the hem of his shirt, the way he bites the bottom of his lip in nervousness, and the way he stands almost perfectly still which makes him look a tad awkward. but it’s okay, he’s cute.

although, cute isn’t the word you’d go for after you’ve seen his physique. you eyes never seem to leave his line of direction after he’s taken his hoodie off to reveal his toned arms, and the way his shirt rests against the expanse of his chest—the silhouette of his muscles leaving no room for imagination. it intrigues you because under all those layers of muscles, souya is just a shy man who can’t seem to hold your lingering gaze. nonetheless, that’s what makes him interesting.

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headintheclouds-posts · 9 months

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You wanted to remember everything about this kiss, like the way his lips tasted like sweet wine and the way his hands tangled in your hair, gripping you closer.

Unfortunately you couldn’t focus on any of that, you couldn’t think at all. It’s like your brain had melted and you were left with no thoughts, just action. You followed his kisses with your own crazed hunger, desperation pouring from your fingertips as you clasped on to his jacket not wanting him to stop.

You can’t fathom how many times you had imagined this moment, finally kissing the guy you had crushed on for years, the guy who had flipped your entire life upside down with a smile. The thing is, he had always just been a friend and because of that, you never wanted to ruin things with something mediocre like your feelings.

You both had just left a small party held by mutual friends. He offered to walk you home, again with that explosive smile that you couldn’t say no to. Nothing was abnormal or out of ordinary on this walk. You talked movies and music, the usual drivel to stop yourself from spouting out the words you really wanted to say to him, it was as normal as two friends talking could get.

Once at your door, you did the usual awkward hug and followed it with an “I’ll see you soon”, then quickly turned on your heel to leave. What did you didn’t expect what a strong hand grabbing on to your wrist, nor did you expect the blazing look in his eyes.

An animalistic hunger grew as you stood staring at each other.

“I can’t hold back any longer” was the last thing you heard before his lips connected with yours.

That brings you here, to this moment directly, the flinging of clothing and tripping over objects in the dark as you clamber yourselves to the bedroom, craving to see and discover more of each other.

The friendship you had done your best to protect was now changing course, because let’s be honest, friends really don’t make each other feel like this.

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universal-imagines · 1 year

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❀ ﹝ hands & touches ﹞

i. hanagaki takemichi

out of everyone else in the group he has the softest touch

his hands aren’t as familiar with the calluses that come from ripping a metal pipe out of an opponent’s hand, or the splinters of a broken a bat, his fingers aren’t stiff from throwing one too many punches either

they also aren’t that noteworthy if you’re being honest, but they’re warm. the kind of warmth that makes you feel secure, like no danger can come to you, they feel like home

his one scar gets all of your attention though, you like to trace it with your fingers not only because you admire him for going through that and still standing his ground, but because it always earns you a cute blush from him

if you throw in some compliments you’ll even get some tears, which he fails at hiding because he’s sniffling like a child

but you find it endearing, it’s the main reason you fell for him, seeing how open he is with his emotions

ii. ryuguji ken aka “draken”

just as you’d expect he has big hands with long slender fingers, the kind that can engulf your whole hand in a fist

but he’s always careful not to hurt you and he does it with such tenderness you wonder if he thinks you fragile, you reassure him you are not by intertwining your fingers with his and holding his hand firmly in place, so tightly it feels like you’re trying to dig your nails into the back of his hand. it usually results in him chuckling and squishing your hand playfully

one time he put a bit too much force into it and you got a taste of his strength, the yelp that parted your lips was more dramatic than intended and you almost felt guilty over the look that crossed his face but when he touched his lips to your knuckles you continued to play the role of the victim

but that’s only in the privacy of his room, outside of those four walls the closest you get to him is bumping shoulders as you walk, and the occasional ruffling of hair. it’s not that he’s not affection or doesn’t care to show how much you mean to him, but he figures you know how he feels so he doesn’t have to put on a show for everyone else

however, when you are feeling down or he notices your attention is elsewhere he pokes you on the forehead (with some force) to reel you back in, grinning when your head snaps back into place

iii. baji keisuke

the first thing you noticed of baji’s was of course his hair, it’s kind of hard not to when it’s so long and shiny. how in the world does it looks so nice, you will never know, but the second thing that called your attention were his hands

something about them was attractive, but it wasn’t their size because they weren’t that big in comparison to others and his fingers weren’t slender or long

what made them so special was how wide they were, it just made them look manly, like they could take a beating and still be just as strong

and boy did they take a beating with him resorting to violence to solve all his problems, they were even rough to the touch, definitely not the kind of hands you want a massage from and yet, they were perfect

you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve touched your hand to his to compare sizes, but also to get some kind of reaction out of him

back when he was giving it his all in his classes you took advantage of him asking you for help to take his hand in your and guide it over the paper. you got to know every scratch and mark he had, in addition to just how many words he did not know how to write out correctly

he didn’t like the teasing, but even though he didn’t voice it out loud he enjoyed your touch, so he still asks you to help him write the words he’s already learned. can’t outright ask you to hold his hand now can he?

iv. matsuno chifuyu

chifuyu’s hands are probably the smallest ones of the gang, and while that doesn’t mean they are tiny by any means, you have noticed that his pinky is smaller in comparison to the rest of his fingers. it is even smaller than yours even though all his other fingers are slightly longer than yours. and it becomes even more obvious when he wears gloves because his pinky doesn’t reach the tip. you think it’s the cutest thing

when it comes to hand holding chifuyu tends to hide away from it in front of others, he knows they’ll tease him for it but every now and then he’ll link his pinky to yours

it’s as close as he’s willing to go in front of the gang but it still sends both of your hearts into a frenzy. maybe one day he’ll get the courage to just grab your hand and show off to the others how happy he is

the fact that he reaches out himself makes you unbelievably happy though, it’s as if he can read your mind. every time you glance at his hand it is only a matter of seconds before he’s reaching for your pinky

sometimes you’re looking at it out of concern, more often than not his fingers are decorated with a mess of band aids. you’ve told him plenty of times that it’d be easier to wrap them, but he says the band aids look cooler and he can switch them out faster

v. mitsuya takashi

it’s as if mitsuya’s hands were crafted just as delicately as he crafts his designs, despite the amount of fights he’s gotten into his hands are still so smooth and elegant

maybe it’s because you’ve watched him work countless hours and have gotten to admire the ease in which his fingers move to get the perfect stitch, but his hands are the most beautiful things you’ve set your eyes on

his nails never seem to grow but you know it’s because he’s always cutting them so they don’t get snagged on any fabric, it also helps that he doesn’t have to worry about them breaking or chipping when fighting

of course you’re the first and only person he comes to when he needs to bandage them up, he doesn’t trust anyone else to do it. the one time he let one of the guys do it they wrapped his fingers a bit too tight and he wasn’t able to bend them, so it made sewing hard and annoying

but you know how to wrap them perfectly, it admittedly took several attempts and you weren’t that great in the beginning, but over time you got it down, you even massage his hands from time to time to help him release all the tension

in turn he takes any chance to hold your hand and give it a small squeeze to show his appreciation for you and it never fails to put a smile on your face

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