#tokyorev drabble | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

betbeton · 2 years

Text

✃ Hug me! Kiss me!

Morning After With Various Tokyo Revengers Men

Drabbles

Warnings - Explicit/Non-Explicit Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Consumption

18+ Minors DNI

·GN Reader·

·Request·

·A/N- I have a beefy Wakasa smut in the works·

・❥・ Masterlist

⪧ Hanma Shuji

Groggily you rubbed at the corners of your irritated eyes, the make-up you had forgotten to remove in the heat of the moment coming back to bite you in the ass. Once you had fished a rouge eyelash from your eye a loud groan beside you dragged you harshly back to reality. Head jerking from side to side wildly you let out an equally loud groan to the man beside you once you realized who you had spent a drunken night with. The giddy little laugh leaving the man as a hand branded with 'Sin' curled around your waist tugging you down onto his lean chest. Your own eyes narrowed as they came face to face with Hanma Shuji, a man you had once been adamant on never sleeping with or more importantly never befriending. Alas though it would seem that when the two of you were drunk all walls and barriers were broken, nothing but debris under the two of you as your bodies intertwined in lustful intimacy. Though the large hand firmly settling on the top of your head as the menace to society tried to push you down towards his cock and away from the morning cuddle broke any illusion you may have been conjuring. Reaching a hand out you grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged on it harshly.

"You ruined the moment Shuji!"

All you received was a cackle and a rather wet kiss to your forehead as he laid back on his bed. Your head dropped back onto his chest and when the rapid beat of his nervous heart met your ear, the idea of spending more time like this with Hanma Shuji wasn't as bad as it had seemed yesterday before your night out.

⪧ Haitani Rindou

Sleepily rubbing your face against the back of your lover you curled your arms more tugging him into your front, chin hooking on his shoulder as a whispered morning greeting left your lips. The hand sliding down his lean chest met no resistance as he lazily threw a leg backwards to wedge it between your own, contorting his body at a slightly concerning angle. Though any concern you could have had brewing over his weird angle dissipated as he squirmed to face you lilac locks covering part of his face as those bored eyes you adored gazed back into your lovestruck ones.

With you missing several bets, due to gawking, Rindou took the initiative and snaked his own hand down to grope at your hips using it as leverage to shove you down slightly slotting his thigh harshly between your legs. The muscle of his long leg flexing as he bumped it into your sex again, hand moving from your waist to grope at your thighs as he fucked you against his leg. You should have expected this Rindou was never the most patient man around he always took the initiative whenever you took too long or were teasing him, but it still left your head spinning and moans spilling from your lips as you sleepily careened towards an orgasm. Hands greedily grasping at his back as you tried to anchor yourself to reality while your hips squirmed desperately chasing the release you desperately desired. Though just as you tipped over the edge and came against Rindou's thigh you were harshly jerked back to reality when he tugged his leg back from your sex and rolled away from you. A breathy chuckle leaving him as he stretched and grabbed his phone, side eyeing you as your flustered expression turned curious.

"Did someone call?"

Waving a hand dismissively he tossed his phone towards you, "Nah, Ran accidentally sent a picture of him getting head to a group chat."

And thus your morning escapade was forgotten as you and Rindou gossiped over the accidental message.

⪧ Wakasa Imaushi

It was no secret you found Wakasa intoxicating, after all you had found yourself limping from his flat on more then on occasion. It was practically a weekly occurrence at this point both of you repeatedly seeking one another out to get lost in blissful pleasure. What was odd though was the long arms and legs wrapping around your body preventing you from slithering from the warmth of Wakasa's bed. It made your heartache as you tried desperately to detach him from you, worried he would halt your ambiguous relationship for fear he had caught feelings. Just as you had successfully freed your legs you felt a shiver rush down your spin as warm breath tickled your neck and a deep raspy morning voice curled around your ear, the arms firmly wrapped beneath your chest tugging you closer to Wakasa's lean chest.

"I know you caught feelings too, so stop pretending and let me hold you."

It was odd and slightly jarring to hear him speak so causally about that topic as if he was completely certain you returned his feelings. You did return them, but the fact he blatantly called you out while the lingering sting of his hips bashing into your own still brewed between your thighs was almost nauseating. Though while shame warmed your insides you didn't need to be told twice as you relaxed into his hold, fingers curling into his blonde and purple locks as he shifted forward to plant a kiss on your neck.

⪧ Haitani Ran

As Ran stirred from his borderline coma like slumber he jerked back the duvet covering him as a smug grin settled on his face. Tucking a hand behind his head as he leaned back acting like he hadn't been momentarily panicking forgetting he had given you clearance to do as you please even if he's asleep. With you mouth full of his cock you couldn't tease him or call the man out so you settled for quirking an eyebrow and fixing an unimpressed gaze his way. As one of his large hands moved down to caress your face settling in to rub at your scalp as he gently guided you further down his length, his hips jerking upwards as a groan left him when you gagged harshly from him hitting the entrance to your throat. Eyes having slipped shut to focus on wedging him as far into your throat, despite the odd angle, as you could you hadn't noticed him taking out his phone. Nor had you noticed him flexing his stomach as he posed and held his arm above his head to take a picture. You did notice how ever when the flash went off, bright colours splotching across your eyelids just moments before you tugged off his cock. Finger curling around his spit soaked cock lazily rubbing at it you rested your cheek against his thigh, "Is that for you or. . . ?"

"I'm going to send it to Sanzu if that's alright with you."

The only response you gave was a hum as you moved to mouth at the side of his cock. Getting lost in your own cock drunk world you didn't notice Ran panicking until he smacked your head which caused you to jerk into a sitting position as you glared at him.

"I accidentally sent it to a group chat."

It is safe to say Ran did not even get pity sex for several days, he did however get a big bruise on his thigh from where you socked him out of shock and irritation more than anger.

#tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev drabble #tokyo revengers drabble #hanma shuji #rindou haitani #ran haitani #wakasa imaushi

2K notes · View notes

blueparadis · 1 year

Text

꒰ my mother's eyes + wakasa imaushi ꒱

+cw. — fluff, angst with comfort, suggestive themes, kissing, implied death by accident, established relationship, love confession. | +wc. — 0.5k

+syn.— on some days you remind him of his mom.

+notes. — repost from my other account so that all my writings are at one place :]

Wakasa sat beside you nudging his shoulder against your neckline. One of his hands curled behind you sinking the bed under pressure. He isn't looking at the album you're having on your lap, his eyes are wandering on your slim nape, on your cheeks that are cherry tainted due to the gush of memories you had while flipping through the pages of his family album. His mind is all mushy with thoughts of longing, heart all bruised with faith just because you talk like her, take care of his little things just like her; his mother.

“Oh look Wakasa!”, you beckon excitedly gazing in his way and it was as if he couldn't hold it in any longer. His emotions were already at bay. His lips dashed onto yours making you shut your eyes instantly. His arm wrapped around your shoulders pulling you close to his burning body while the other palms your face holding onto it as if you'd sublime if he let that go. Your lips skillfully take his letting him sink, the family album still open onto your lap as he breaks the kiss with a strong exhale against your mouth.

“Hey...”, you utter with a release of your breath looking at his lilac pupils that glisten with sadness, and loneliness. It's unfair, how he doesn't have the slightest idea how much you burn in his embers of emotions. He never knew he had all these erupting emotions for you, messy memories he always tried to push back at the back of his mind just to put a smile on his face, to never see you wilt in desolation. You were like a flower to him, that he took care of since always!

“I...I love you y/n”, he blurts out barely able to keep himself upright. Wakasa’s fluffy platinum hair brushes against your cheeks as he rests his chin on the juncture of your shoulders, like a child whining for his mother’s care. You keep the album aside rubbing his back. You could feel him relax, soft groans almost setting your skin on fire. “I... sorry...I just wanted to kiss you... wanted to feel you... I'll always be by your side. I would never leave you like I left my mother, on that day”, his voice fades.

“Shhhhhhhhhh! It wasn't your fault. It wasn't your fault. It wasn't hers either. It.was.just.fate”, you mumbled against his ears feeling his grip around your back grow stronger at each passing moment declaring his fear of being broken again.

You slipped your hands underneath his t-shirt. His skin was cold, ice-cold yet you could feel his flaming memories still haunting him. “I know...I know you'll never leave me.”, you murmur making him pull away from your hug in a flash. He was surprised, surprised at your courage to endure such morbidity. His lips part momentarily yet it was all in vain since you mumble, “I know you never intend to...”

His eyes flare up at the fall of your words.

“Oh god!”, he slips taking your palms in his kissing them as if he's never been blessed with such kindness.

He lets out a throaty chuckle noticing the photo in the album; of him with his mother; her eyes offering nothing but love, just like yours. He was in love, again. And he would be in love again every day, at each passing moment whenever he will gaze into your eyes, his mother's eyes.

—

@tokyometronetwork

345 notes · View notes

goteique · 1 year

Text

TOKYO REVENGERS

→ [ HEADCANONS ]

→ [ ONESHOTS, DRABBLES, FICS ]

+

SANO SHINICHIRO — cause i want you to like me

+

+

CHIFUYU MATSUNO — grayscale life | we're cooler than that |

+

KAZUTORA HANEMIYA — grayscale life | why do we lie to each other | his halo |

+

BAJI KEISUKE — my feral princess |

+

MITSUYA TAKASHI — settle down with me | home sickness | rock n' roll |

+

KEN RYUGUJI — settle down with me | happier than ever

+

RAN HAITANI — lavender gaze | i was 19 in a white dress | home sickness |

+

RINDOU HAITANI — vulnerable vows |

+

SANZU HARUCHIYO — a little death | taking care of your beloved | the girl in red | unexpected meet

+

KAKUCHO HITTO — rose bath. | 3:01

+

TAKEOMI AKASHI — city in rain | lucky encounter | dilf!takeomi

+

+

+

+

HANMA SHUJI — that's so peachy | wild games | mind games | adore you |

+

NAOTO TACHIBANA — cresent impulse |

+

TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI — city in rain |

+

SHION MADARAME — be my harley quinn

244 notes · View notes

white-poppie · 1 year

Text

Y𖦹u give me butterflies, you kn𖦹w !?˖˙

Synopsis: Attractive things the Tokyo revengers boys do. Song rec: Attention by NewJeans A/N: Even after a year, I am still basing these off-book men -sigh- Lets see if my type in men has changed TW: teeny-tiny bit of suggestiveness, bad author commentary at random places.

I wrote MHA and Haikyu versions of this back when I was 14: MHA boys as things I find attractive || Haikyuu boys as things I find attractive

He smells earthy. It's sensual and intimate like pine and aftershaves It gives a mature and domestic vibe like sweet moments spent with your family. His fragrance radiates a 'protective figure' vibe.

DRAKEN, Inupi, Kazutora, NAOTO, Mitsuya, SHINICHIRO, Takeomi, IZANA

He is comfortable in his masculinity. The concepts of gender stereotypes don't apply to him. He is okay with being vulnerable when needed, listen to someone in times of need. Stay silent when needed and treat everyone with respect. However, if you wanna talk shit, he isn't afraid to get their ring-clad knuckles yet at the same time freshly painted nails bloody.

INUPI, KOKONOI, BAJI , RAN , HARUCHIYO, Hakkai

Presses his tongue on the inside of his cheek. It's a forced habit he developed. His brows all scrunched up and concentrated, jaw taut and mind focused on the task before him. If they do it while arguing, you can barely form any words and are stuttering at how ethereal he looks even when irritated. The argument is long forgotten <3

HANMA SHUJI, Mikey, NAOTO, DRAKEN, Wakasa, Rindou, KAKUCHO, Taiju, Nahoya, Izana

Asks for consent before doing almost everything. His breath is fanning on your face, a trembling arm propped over your head and face barely inches away. Your eyes are fluttering close in anticipation only to be interrupted by a grave whisper of "May I?" Heat rushes to your ears and you are trembling. He knows what he is doing and how your voice is stuck in your throat. "Say it, baby." You just nod aggressively hoping he won't pester you further. You miss the dark smirk on his face as he leans in "there you go."

A/n: I was kicking my feet writing this oh my god.

KAKUCHO, Mitsuya (he fits almost everywhere tbh), RAN, SHINICHIRO, Takeomi, Hanma (surprising I know, but he is a tease)

Loves back hugs so much. You could be sitting, standing, or lying down, doesn't matter to him. He is gonna wrap his arms around your waist and nuzzle his head on the nape of your neck. Place a few ticklish kisses and randomly bite if he is feeling funny. There are days however his grip is harsher, meaner; his kisses are feverish, chaste and his fingers are digging into your flesh.

A/N: pg pg we keep it pg here woop woop.

KENNN~, Sanzu, NAHOYA, Ran, Kokonoi, Rindou, SHUJIIII , Taiju, Mikey, Nahoya

Tilts your face by your jaw. He tilts your pretty face towards him to get your attention. Its gentle nudge with his index and thumb, proceeding to caress your cheek oh so lovingly!

Draken, Shuji, Kakucho, Shinichiro, Mikey, SANZU

🏷 Tags: @denkis111, @jazzylove, @lordmypantsaresocool, @futuristicallykawaiiturtle, @kristaline2dmensimp,@rintaroubby @nanaseishiro @innerpurple, @cleaningfairylevi, @renster05

⤷‧₊˚ Tokyo Revengers (東京リベンジャーズ)

🥀 BYI/DNI ♡⌇ Request Rules 𓏸 🗝️ ₊﹒《 Join my Taglist •

186 notes · View notes

hoetani · 2 years

Text

| COLD NIGHTS |

Warnings: fluff, lil bit of jealousy (17+ Blog)

Relationship: Sanzu Haruchiyo x fem!Reader

Requested: Yes, see it here

The summer months are beginning to fade, leaving behind a distinct chill in the air. It’s something you should’ve accounted for when you were getting ready earlier as you slipped into a breezy dress. The jumper you debated bringing lays cosily at home, laughing at your regret.

Of all things to do after a nice dinner, you didn’t expect the Bonten executives to willingly indulge in a nightly walk around the city, but you suppose there’s a sort of thrill to appraising the streets of a city you own.

The hairs on your body stand to attention when another gust of wind brushes by. Your boyfriends eyes slide down to settle on your quivering lip before he barks out a laugh. Your grip on his hand tightens.

“H-haru,” you chatter, “I’m really cold.”

The teasing lilt to his tone is indication enough that the next words out of his mouth aren’t going to be helpful. His eyebrows move suggestively as he whispers, “I know a way to warm you up.”

“Does it involve giving me your jacket?”

He laughs, “You definitely won’t need a jacket…or any clothes for that matter.”

Not even his sly words can quell the unbearable coldness settling in the depth of your bones. Huffing, you wrench your hand out of his hold in favour of rubbing your bare arms. From the corner of your eye, you spot the younger Haitani in deep conversation with Kakucho.

“Haitani!” You shout, and he tilts his head to face you, “Can I borrow your jacket?”

His face scrunches in confusion, eyes flickering between you and Sanzu as he wordlessly follows through with your request. Immediately, the familiar presence of your boyfriend looms over you in full force, his aura menacing. His suddenly harsh voice makes you jump, “Put that back on Haitani.”

And before you can pull away and protest, a heap of material is dumped on your head. It’s warm, cosy and smells like shoe-polish and gunpowder…like him. Every whiff makes your heart stutter as you bask in his scent. As soon as you adorn the expensive garment, your hand is held hostage once again, but this time in a tighter grip. The warmth of the material seeps in and you sigh contentedly.

“You’re acting like I was about to sleep with him,” you can’t help the growing smile on your face but knowing his easily jealous nature, you squeeze his hand in firm reassurance.

He grumbles under his breath, but as soon as you press a gentle kiss to his cheek, the nasty scowl melts and he’s once again putty in your hands.

“You play dirty baby.”

And it’s true. You do.

308 notes · View notes

cyberparadis · 1 year

Text

Ran haitani is a man of exquisite taste and unparalleled calm demeanor. Nothing much fazes him. Life was boring when he was in his teens which is why Rindou had to put up with all his bullshit, even now nothing is changed. There are certain things that might earn you just a minimal raise of brows or the slightest possible upward curve along his lips when he is amused. Apart from that, it is hard to get a reaction from a man like him unless he sees his brother beaming like sun and all because of a girl. The girl who can take care of his brother and him. The girl who can be in between the haitanis yet not toy with none. And, that turns him on like crazy. He likes this feeling, he wants to keep feeling like this until . . . until she notices his silent affection.

#$nippet #ran haitani #rindou haitani #under one roof!yn #tr imagines #ran imagines #rindou imagines #ran haitani imagines #tokyo rev imagine #tokyorev drabble #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers ran #tokyo revengers rindou #tr ran #tr rindou #haitani rindou #haitani ran #tokrev rindou #tokrev ran

78 notes · View notes

bunnyyamor · 2 years

Text

{nah, you’re mine, baby.} - draken (ken ryuguji)

“how do you think i look?” you asked as you closed the car mirror after fixing up your gloss. you wore a tight, short pink dress, a sparkly pair of heels and some hoop earrings. you had tied your look together with a sweet, dainty scent of perfume. to your eyes it’s another day you looked good to ken’s eyes you were the woman that takes his breath away. every damn time, no hesitation, just blows him away.

ken was wanting to take his motorcycle to the fancy restaurant you both were dining at that evening, but you snapped your fingers and stomped your feet with no exceptions. you were not having your hair messed up in a wind nest and your makeup dried up by tears, “trust me, it’s not pretty.” you would joke. so ken had to settle for a car.

“well,” you raised your makeuped eyebrow. god the more he looked at your face the more he wanted to park there car any where near and just fuck you right there and then. your pretty eyelashes all crooked and hanging by a piece of glue. “how do i look?” draken had his hand on the stick and on the steering wheel, “you know what i’m gonna say.” he bit his lips. you gave him a deadpan look, “that’s it?” draken looked in his rear view mirror, acting like nothing. he was trying to hold in his laughter because he knew you were going to be pissed. “fine, you look good baby.” you crossed your legs and snarled your lips, “good? baby i am the best looking woman you ever been with.” ken chuckled, “how do you know what my other girls looked like, hmm? you stalked me?” you looked away, putting cream that smelled of vanilla on your skin. as you looked away ken really got a look at you. god were you gorgeous. he actually couldn’t believe you actually wanted to date him. everything about you made him just want to beg to be near you. he loved teasing you, however. as you applied cream to your legs, draken bit his lips to contain his grunts of appreciation because your legs were becoming shinny and your dress was rising higher and higher. he licked his lips and uttered, “god damn, fuck.”

you closed your cream bottle and put gum in your mouth, chewing on it with attitude. draken knew what was coming. “you mean all your hoes ken?” you yelled. “what? oh come on not this shit again?” ken rolled his eyes, playfully smacking the steering wheel. “yep all them bitches! let me see, what was her name again? oh yeah it was emma!” draken eyed you up and down, “did you get amnesia or some shit? you like emma.” you heaved a huge sigh as you crossed your arms over your chest, “she is the only girl i will allow then to have a piece of your past. but it sucks for you doesn’t it?” you whipped your head back and got close to ken’s face. he dipped down a bit to meet your level since he was way taller even sitting down. he smirked, “what sucks?” he quickly got a quick glance at your lips. he wanted to kiss those lips with every fiber of his body. “that i ain’t leaving.” you pointed your thumb to your chest with a low voice. “you are stuck with me oh fearsome dragon because i am the crazy one. the one that you leave me imma grab your ass and keep you in my dungeon forever.” you threatened menacingly. “oooh,” ken got closer, biting his lip, “where do i sign up?” you punched his arm playfully and put your white shades on. “imma put these on to forget you even said that.” draken laughed as he punched the ceiling of the car, “baby when i said yes to you i knew what i was getting into. what you don’t realize is i’m half your crazy,” draken laughed loudly. “okay okay you right,” you snarled your nose in annoyance. why was he such a pain in your ass?

well two could play it that way. “you know, i know who would want to play with this ass here? i know who would tell me i’m sexy, gorgeous all of the above? who would treat me so fine…mikey.” you gave an evil grin seeing kens exterior change so suddenly. he started grunting and his eyes turned into slits because he never likes it when any of the guys from toman flirt with you or look at you sexually. you were his all his! “hmm? no cocky attitude no more, huh?” you smiled in triumph but then draken put his huge hands on your thighs. “these thighs right here, belong to me. this pussy,” his hands went swiftly under your dress to your panties, “belongs to me.” then he put his hands on your breasts, “these tits belong to me. these lips,” his thumb gently traced your bottom lip, smudging a bit of your gloss, “belong to me. and this ass?” even with you sitting down he managed to push you on your side so your ass was facing him. “this beautiful ass,” draken gave it a smack as he squeezed your dress covered flesh, “is mine.”

you smacked your lips as you situated yourself to sit normally, “damn you didn’t need to take it that far. we are going to a dinner after all for our anniversary. besides i am not property i don’t belong to no one.”

ken stopped at a light and quickly unbuckled his seatbelt. his body towered over yours and he grabbed your face as his lips melted in with yours. the kiss was rough and needy. draken opened his mouth to let you explore while his tongue explored your mouth quickly. your lip gloss was becoming a mess but who cared plus ken was getting to wear some. you leant on his thick, strong shoulders while his hand then traveled to the back of your head deepening the kiss. he groaned as he bit your lip, dragging the skin a bit, hearing your squeak a moan, he then pecked your lip again and then sat down quickly to drive again. but then he grabbed your hand in his, your little one engulfed in his huge hands as he quickly kissed yours, “nah, you’re mine baby.”

ok maybe i’m toxic but how the reader is that’s how i am so 🤷🏻‍♀️ i am what i am! i hope u like my first draken anything cuz he fine and like idk he hits differently. and he has enough face for me to sit on so 😜

🏷:

@sailewhoremoon @tonaken

#tokyorev drabble #tokyo revengers x reader #draken x reader #ken ryuuguji x you #draken #ken ryuguji #ken ryuuguji imagines #ken ryuuguji fluff #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers draken #tokyo revengers drabbles #draken imagine #ken ryuuguji x reader #ken ryuuguji x y/n

219 notes · View notes

mochiswifey · 2 years

Text

THE BLAME IS ON YOU PAL

~REPOST FROM ANOTHER ACCOUNT~

SOUTH'S PART

He abandoned you and your child for his mistress. And now he suddenly wants to show up.

South didn’t just break your heart. He murdered you. You were left in a dark hole of rage and confusion after he left you for a woman he found more attractive and exciting. You spent your early pregnancy days depressed and you almost went through an abortion. But after you felt her and him kick for the first time you fell to your knees and apologized to the children growing inside you. You despised yourself for blaming the innocent fellows within you. That was 16 years ago. Money wasn’t a problem for you but it took you years to become a good mother. Now you watched proudly as your daughter and son perform. As much as you hate it your daughter and son got their love for classical music from their father. Your daughter is singing a classical opera while your son plays the piano. They remind you of South and the days you’ve spent together. The ones where he plays the piano while you hummed. But unlike the past, it doesn’t leave a bitter taste on your memory anymore.

Mina & Migo’s performance.

“You raise them well.” A familiar scent hits your nostrils and the rough hands you knew well landed on your shoulder. Your body stiffs and you knew it was the day you never wanted to come.

“South. Sit down you’re too big to be standing up in here.” He was surprised that you weren’t lashing out on him and you were surprised as well. Guess 6 years of therapy worked out. He went around and sat beside you. And for the first time in your life. You felt nothing for him. No rage even though you prefer to not be close to him.

“How are you?” He asks casually like he didn’t inflicted pain to you. But it’s on the past. You shrugged and continue to watch your daughter and son who noticed the giant man beside you.

“You wanna know their names?” You asked him and his eyes lights up thinking you have some feelings for him.

“I named my daughter Mina and my Son Migo. Mina is just like you but worst. Very competitive. Gets everything she wants. A competitive opera singer and a ballet dancer uh…. She’s a bad bitch. Migo is uh…. Your nice part. But don’t anger him. He’s violent and huge just like you.” He chuckles and took your hand. You let him wanting to know if he still feels the same and if you still longed for him. But nothing. No butterflies no desire. You pulled your hand away from him and you turn your attention back to your daughter and son. Your eyes glisten with pure joy as you watch your children and South though looks like his normal self is dying on the inside. Only if he weren’t dumb enough to pick pleasure over true joy.

“They are gonna win.” He says and you look at him with a smirk.

“Of course, they’ve never lost.”

The two of you was overjoyed when they announced that your children won. Mina was unfazed she knew she would win. After they received the award the four of you met on the after party.

“My babies! The two of you did very well!” You kiss your daughters cheek before hugging your son.

“We know. Plus there wasn’t really anyone who can be considered our competition.” Your daughter smirks as she waves her trophy. You laughed at her cockiness and pinched her cheek.

“And why is he here?” Migo points at the man whom can be considered as his twin. Their huge frame and blond hair are perfectly matching. The only difference they have is Migo has your eyes.

“Yeah mom. I mean. Is he lonely or something for coming back to us? Heard your gang got fucked up.” Mina says while she folds her arms in front of her chest with her eyebrow arched.

“You know that South is your-”

“We watch the news. And Migo being a carbon copy solves the puzzle. Plus, you always say “oh….. he’s still alive?” Whenever you saw him on TV doing street stuff and we were like SUS! Then I look at my brother and was like yeah he’s our father.” Mina explains while Migo takes a champagne from the server and taking a sip.

“Migo! You’re not old enough.”

“Oh. Yeah.” He says before handing it to his sister. She took a sip finishing the glass. You frowned and pat South on the shoulder.

“Well, you could try but lemme warn you. You’re gonna need therapy too.”

“BRUH! HIS HAIRLINE IS RECEIDING! THAT’S YOUR FUTURE!” Mina laughs as she points to South’s hair. Migo touches his hairline in panic making South flinched. He can’t believe that his children that he abandon are trolling him.

“Mina shut up or else I’ll tell mom-“ Mina punched her brother in the stomach making him groan.

“Mina…. What did you do now?”

“Look. Mom. It wasn’t my fault that my boyfriend cheated on me. I kinda was almost caught for starting a fire on his house but again. Not my fault.” You burst out laughing they are definitely insane. South on the other hand was enrage because his little girl’s boyfriend cheated on her.

“Is he still alive?” He asked ready to make the boys life miserable.

“None of your business. And- goddamn look at that ass heeeeeeyyyyy hottie.” Mina trails off as her eyes went to a hot guys ass passing by.

“And that’s my cue to go.” She says dropping the glass on the floor shattering it before going after the hot guy.

“And yeah. Fuck you for hurting my mom and my hairline ain’t gonna be like yours.” Migo calmly says before kissing you on the cheek.

“Congratulations babies!” You waved them goodbye before turning to South.

“Yeah. We don’t really need you South.”

“But I do.”

“Well that’s not our goddamn problem is it?” You raised your eyebrow as you place your hands on your hips. For the first in his life, he was out of comebacks.

“That’s what I fucking thought.” You spat out before leaving him on the entrance of madness like he left you.

THANK YOU FOR READING Reblogs&Replies are greatly appreciated.

Don’t copy

211 notes · View notes

tokyo-revengers-writings · 2 years

Text

Whatever (Rindou x GN!Reader Drabble)

A/n: Literally almost died last night (may make a storytime) but here I am! (I'm fine now)

Warnings: Fluff.

Nothing in the world is more comforable that Rindou's lap/ You got home after a long day, and once you saw Rindou reading on the couch, you knew what you had to do.

"...What are you doing?" Rindou set his book down.

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Not what I meant," Rindou chuckled, softly running his slim fingers through your hair, "Why is your head on my lap?"

"You have nice thighs."

Rindou had to restrain himself from laughing, "Really?"

You nodded, closing your eyes.

"I'm glad. You're a weirdo, but whatever."

~~

Masterlist

106 notes · View notes

rae-writes · 2 years

Text

wishes ‘n promises

Kazutora x reader

wc : 0.2k

synopsis : “oh, darling, my soul you know it aches for yours. and you’ve been filling this hole since you were born.”

a/n : Kazutora and I share the same birthday so I wanted to write a very self indulgent drabble for the occasion. Happy birthday to me and happy birthday to this precious boy <3

“Here.”

Golden hues peer down at an equally gold band, scanning the way light shimmers off the ‘infinity’ engraved inside. His lips part in question before he notices the exact same band on your left ring finger.

A gentle smile graces your features, “It’s a promise ring.” Your fingertips glide across his hand, running down and up his own left ring finger until the matching band is settled perfectly in place.

Kazutora inhales shakily, twisting his hand around to watch the ring glint prettily- but not as pretty as the smile you’re giving him. “A promise ring?” He blinks furiously, desperately trying not to cry when you haven’t done anything but give him a gift.

“Yes, a promise ring. It signifies my promise to love you, forever, under any circumstances.” your glassy eyes meet his wide ones, “You’ve always deserved love, Tora. Even if you didn’t believe it.”

His shaky breaths quicken, unshed tears threatening to spill over like a broken dam. “Y/n...” He can feel his fingers intertwining with yours, feel your lips ghosting over his own, but he can’t look away from your gaze. It’s full of sincerity and love and awe and it fucking burns through him like a forest fire and god fucking damnit, he couldn’t ever dream of living without it.

“I’m glad you were born, Kazutora Hanemiya. My life wouldn’t be the same without you in it.” Your lips met in a slow dance; sweet, but desperate, like your very souls were trying to tie themselves together.

“Happy birthday.”

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #kazutora x reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #tokyorev imagines #tokyorev drabble #tokyo revengers drabble #tokyo revengers imagines #kazutora fluff

107 notes · View notes

httpluffy · 1 year

Text

Imagine giving ran the best day of his life.

Ran:ughhh, fuckin' bad day*whispers*

MC:what happens?...

Ran:BAD DAY!

MC:Do you mind?..

Ran:what?...

MC:Do you want me to make yo-

HOY, HOY, HOY NAHHHHH IM JUST PLAYING JOKES

(pero gusto Kong ituloy.)

#hansome #i wanna cry #idk lmao #lol #idk what else to tag #tokrev smut #tokyo revengers smut #tokyorev drabble #𝒦𝓊ℴ𝓂𝒾'𝓈 𝓁𝓋𝓇 ℊ𝒾𝓇𝓁(𝒳𝒾𝒶) '𝓈 ℬ𝓁ℴℊℊ𝓈♥︎♫︎🌷

11 notes · View notes

tomansbaby · 2 years

Note

Hiii cute bloggg, was looking for angst but maybe also fluffy and a dash of smut~

I was thinking of Ran? Maybe reader having a crush on him since then but like them getting arrange marriage was Ran's not cup of tea, like she wasn't that stunning at all unlike the girls that parade around him.

But like yknow that goes down when he started to feel things for reader but like now she wants to leave, you could do any as you please honestly. I'm just having Ran here polluting my mind

"ghosting" -- ran x reader

warnings: mentions of sex, ran being a player ??? unreciprocated love idk its mostly fluff

who knew a harmless childhood crush could turn out this badly?

you've had the hots for ran for as long as you can remember. since diapers, even. you swoon over the little things. from the way he chews his bubblegum to the way he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before leaning down to whisper something to you. and it makes your heart race every time.

he's famous for the constant lingering touches and sly words; so much that you started to think he had the hots for you too.

i mean, you had no reason not to.

you grew up together, went through heartaches and heartbreaks together, got in trouble together, even shared your first kiss together.

"we're just friends. i want you to remember that," he sighed out as he pulls you in closer for another deep kiss, the third kiss that day.

it all meant nothing to him though. he constantly had a crowd around him, full of girls eager to give him whatever he desired. and of course you could never compete, so you watched from the side lines for a while.

years went by with you watching ran swap spit and get tangled in the sheets with different girls each week.

obviously, you were upset with him but it would never last long. because he always ended up coming back to you.

"i missed you," he would say in a whisper, caressing your cheek with the back of one hand while the other is wrapped around your waist. you almost want to cry; you missed him too.

he knows you're upset, but he also knows it doesn't take much for you to crumble into pieces for him all over again and forget why you were even upset in the first place.

"we're still just friends, right?"

"yeah.. friends."

you got so tired of hearing that word. it's like it conditioned you to trigger your flight or fight response every time you heard it. so eventually, you distanced yourself.

it hurt at first, but you decided it was best to prioritize yourself for once and start to properly move on.

ran seemed more persistent than before. mostly because he was confused as to why you disappeared all of a sudden. he assumed he must've done something really bad this time, so he started blowing up your phone.

ran: hey, you there?

ran: we haven't hung out in a while, wanna come over?

ran: i miss you

ran: a lot

ran: hello?

ran: idk what i did but text me back

ran: come over i wanna see you

he says this yet he'll have another woman in his bed by tomorrow. you realize what game he's playing and sigh, throwing your phone to the side.

days pass and ran's texts have become more sparse. unsure how to feel, you try to ignore it anyway.

its better this way...

you're putting away some freshly cleaned laundry when you hear a knock at your door. turning down the music playing on your bluetooth speaker, you walk over to the door and freeze in place once you open it.

ran stands before you with an unreadable expression. you wonder if he's gotten taller.

"hi."

"what are you doing here ran?"

"yeah, i missed you too. can i come in?"

"answer my question first."

he sighs and lowers his head for a second. "i just wanna talk. no funny business i promise."

moving to the side and locking the door behind him, you get a whiff of his scent, you missed him more than you thought. regardless, you shake you head and cross your arms, waiting for his explanation.

ran looks a mess and tries his hardest not to look you in the eye. he fails, however, when he notices how silent you both have become. realizing the aggravated look on your face, he takes a step closer.

"you seem upset," ran says.

you blink.

he looks away again and runs his fingers through his hair. "you know i'm not good with words y/n... i just.. want to know why you've been ignoring me."

"i moved on," you decide to be honest, lying to him never got you anywhere before.

"moved on? from what?"

"from you."

"what are you talking about?"

you groan. "i know you're stupid but there's no way you're this stupid, ran."

hesitantly, he looks at you again and stays quiet.

"i've liked you for as long as i can remember, but i'm over it now. i'm over your mind games and i'm over you using me. so, i distanced myself," you feel tears welling up in your eyes but you continue anyway. "no, i don't hate you but i'm just tired of being the second choice. but i've come to accept that and decided to move on, that's all."

with your vision blurry and mind fuzzy, you didn't notice ran had walked closer to you. not until you felt his arms surround you.

"i like you too," his voice nonchalant and calm.

you want to push him away and call him a liar, but there's something about the tone in his voice and the way he's embracing you that seems genuine.

"don't lie to me, ran."

"i'm being dead serious," he wipes your eyes and cheeks as you look up at him, a shit-eating grin on his face. "i told you i'm bad with words, right? i never knew how to express it to you, so i'm glad you said it first."

god you want to punch him so bad. but you smile back at him, your heart beating too loud in your ears to do anything else.

"how do i know that you're not messing with me?" you question.

leaning down and pressing his lips onto yours, he pulls you even closer, staying like that for a while. suddenly, everything comes full circle and you feel complete when he opens his mouth again.

"why would i lie to the person i love?"

-

hiiii thank you for requesting <33 im sorry i couldnt add the arranged marriage theme in there like you wanted but i hope it was still good enough !! :')

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #ran smut #ran x reader #tokyo revengers angst #bonten fluff #tokrev fluff #haitani ran x reader #ran x y/n #ran fluff #tokyorev drabble #ran drabbles #tokyo revengers

26 notes · View notes

blueparadis · 2 years

Text

▏nocturnal melody ▏i.seishu ▏

CWs—female anatomy, explicit smut, nipple play, branding, blood kink, established relationship. word count — 0.6k

notes — this is a part of sizzling sextember + halloween collab.

+ tap here for masterlists.

Seishu was a man of silence, stares, and smiles. It was kind of hard to decipher him, his minimal usage of words and once-in-a-blue moon smiles.The black dragons were up and rising when he joined the clan.

Taiju just had to bark out orders or finalize the decisions, the rest was handled by Kokonoi Hajime, the treasurer, and Inui Seishu, the advisor. Even with that position, he does not have a habit of barking orders, he had his ways to get what he wanted. He is a man of liberal decisions and unbiased negotiations.

Being a singer at a bar, you would occasionally see your boyfriend dropping by with his partner. He was a very professional guy. Even though his emerald gaze was full of lust and longing, he would disappear as soon as your performance was over. Sometimes, he would visit but maintaining various uproar among other clans made him busy.

But today, he was alone. You could not spot Koko behind him when he stood leaning against the door. He grinned when you peeked behind him with doe eyes, saying, “He went to negotiate with the Tenjiku clan” immediately making your confusion sublime.

“But I can’t stay long.”, your eyes darted to the ground as a wave of sadness washed over you and he took the opportunity to have you pressed against his chest with you facing the mirror. He started to graze his nose lightly against your nape making you shudder.

“Stop it Seishu, it tickles”

“It does huh?”, his hands roam near the hem of your top making your brows grow closer in confusion.

“Well, this wouldn’t” and he immediately squeezed your boobs roughly over the cloth making you gasp in rolls of pleasure and pain.

Your arms clung to the dressing table for support as he started to explore your moans and whimpers with his touch tormenting every inch of your needy skin. While you are drowning in pleasure he murmurs, “You look so very pretty. Wish I could show you” but with your eyelids drawn in, you could never have a chance to witness the beauty he speaks of.

You hum at his praise. His hands are now under your top, squeezing and playing with your hard nipples as he starts to trail kisses on your neck. “I... I can’t stand …Seishu… please”, and he hates that he does not have the time to drag you to bed and fuck in all positions till you are glowing in after-sex like pearls of the sea.

He slides his leg in between yours having you arched back. He tilts his head and his teeth dig in your soft neckline making you wince. He should not, he really should not but fresh human blood is nothing compared to your blood, it never will be.

His fangs penetrate your skin yet all you feel is his ravishing love for you. Your muscles feel a little relaxed. Your fingers ran through his blonde strands as a sign of reassurance. As Seishu sucks your blood gripping your waistline, you gasp in and out. Such a sweet melody to his ears.

He pulls away with your blood soaking his pink lips dark red. Before you turn around, you look at his reflection in the mirror. He was so out of breath with eyes drowning in lust and hunger. You grabbed him by his collar pulling him closer to kiss those lips. He moaned as your lips playfully tangled in your lips. You sucked his lips clean and as you felt his sturdy hands on your ass squeezing as he deepened the kiss, you bit his lower lip tasting his blood.

When you break the kiss, he wraps his arms around you resting his head on the crook of your neck.

“Seishu…?”, you cooed.

“I don’t wanna go. I wanna spend the night here”

with that status and power one would be blinded by fame and fortune that'll just make anyone bark orders yet his was a plea not an order.

—

network— @tokyometronetwork

288 notes · View notes

goteique · 1 year

Text

→ [ HEADCANONS ]

■ — n.sfw ■ — dc ■ — sfw ■ — sfw + suggestive

A TO Z PROFILE — manjiro sano ; shinichiro sano ; imaushi wakasa ; inui seishu ; kokonoi hajime ; kazutora hanemiya ; sanzu haruchiyo; rindou haitani; ran haitani ; kakucho hitto.

—

WAKING UP WITH HIM AT WEEKENDS - ONE ; TWO ;

WHEN THEIR HEART IS COATED WITH JEALOUSY AND MIND IS GREEN WITH ENVY - ONE ; TWO ; THREE ; FOUR.

—

THE FIRST DATE WITH YOUR CRUSH - ONE ; TWO

—

“SHH! DON'T MAKE A SOUND ! ” - ONE ; TWO .

DISOBEYING YOUR DOMINANT PARTNER – ONE ; TWO ;

WHEN THEY ACCIDENTALLY TALK DOWN TO THEIR ‘MUCH BETTER HALF’ - ONE ; TWO ; RAN ( cont. )

—

AFTER DARK

A LITTLE BIT OLDER, A BLACK LEATHER JACKET; for kinktober.

GETTING DRUNK WITH YOUR LOVER

GETTING READY SESSIONS.

"YOU LIKE THAT HUH?"

LONG DRIVES WITH YOUR BELOVED.

HOW WOULD THEY EXPRESS THEIR AFFECTION IN PUBLIC ?

"BABY PLEASE DON'T BE MAD"

HOW WOULD THEY REACT WHEN YOU WEAR THEIR GANG JACKET?

"IS THIS YOUR FIRST TIME ?"

single character headcanons

detective partner draken

bonten!izana kurokara

bonten!inui seishu

yan!bodyguard chifuyu matsuno

158 notes · View notes

joonipertree · 5 months

Text

Pro-racer Mikey that needs to do photoshoots and commercials every once in a while because he's famous and has a pretty face

He's put into his tracksuit or into lavish clothes to pose for the masses and a lot of people realise that Mikey has a presence on the camera that's unshakeable

And so....they decide to have him model for a photoshoot with one of the biggest models of the industry. Which works!! It's fine

They're just pictures.

But then the model posts a selfie of Mikey and her. and she says nothing but puts a heart in the caption.

And the speculations run WILD

Comments upon comments of shipping them together, calling them a power couple.

And you sit there, stuck in a doom scroll as you see one tweet after the other. You stare at your boyfriend, black hair neatly kept and smile wide like it always was, and you see the pretty girl.

And within seconds, you feel stupid for feeling insecure because Mikey had literally spent all morning peppering you in kisses, it was IMPOSSIBLE to pry him off even though he had a shoot and Draken had to come haul his ass up and out the door.

The man had texted you complaining how the food was blegh and how he missed your face.

There's no reason to be jealous.

So you turned off your phone and when Mikey came home, exhausted but very happy to see you....you let him smother you in kisses.

And it's forgotten

Until an unofficial bonus picture was released, on the magazine's Instagram page.

Him and the model, her leaning down as he sits on a chair...his hand wrapped around her wrist while their faces are inches close to each other.

It took three seconds to switch your phone off, throw it away and break down sobbing with whatever rational thought you had leaving your head.

You didn't need to read the comments to know what they were saying. You didn't need to wait until your friend's message you to ask if you're okay, out of pity. You didn't need his friends to call you in defense of him. You didn't need him to realise what had happened.

It was all a PR stunt so why would he even need to apologize. It was just a picture. Two people who were attractive being in close proximity to each other, being ogled by millions...being perceived as perfect for each other. As 'pleasing to the eye'

Now, Mikey was filming a commercial when this happened. He'd been chatting with the co-star while the cameras rolled when he noticed Ken-chin whisper into his phone.

The man looked annoyed, ready to argue but going rigid before sighing.

With a whisper to the director, everything paused as Ken waved his phone and said it was for Mikey. That it was Emma.

There was immediate panic because there's no way it wouldn't be an emergency. And he was right, his eyes widened and body grew stiff in seconds hearing his sister berate him.

For being a bastard, for breaking your heart like that.

She demanded he fixed it and when he was about to ask what was going on.....Draken shoved another phone into Mikeys hand...the instagram page of the magazine opened.

Oh. Fuck no

"I'm leaving." Mikey yelled out, startling everyone in the room, his years of being a gang leader coming out.

"What do you mean---"

Draken blocked the director's view, hands behind his back as he went back into the position of the second in command.

"You heard him."

"He has a contract--"

"He doesn't give a fuck."

#a lil drabble cuz im stressed and #this fic has been brewing #ill write it out properly soon tho!!!!#mikey x reader #tokyorev headcanons #tokyo rev fluff #mikey headcanon #mikey imagines #mikey x you #tokyo rev x you #mikey fluff #mikey sano headcanons #mikey sano x reader #manjiro sano x reader #sano manjiro x reader #manjirou x reader

901 notes · View notes

hoetani · 2 years

Text

| DATE ME |

Warnings: an annoying guy and some kissing ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (17+ blog)

Relationship: Ran Haitani x fem!Reader

Notes: I forgot the fake dating trope existed so now expect me to shove it down your throats 😘

Your brow raises at the large bouquet of pink flowers on your desk. Fiddling with the perfect packaging to fish the note out, you grimace at the barely legible letters. The contents are overly sappy – it’s off-putting especially when from a guy you barely even know.

“What’s with the long face?” Your deviously handsome colleague Ran Haitani asks. He’s perched on the edge of your desk, head tilted in a playful manner, “Flowers not to your liking?”

You sigh forlornly, “They’re nice, I just don’t like the person who sent them.”

He raises a brow as you wordlessly hand him the note. His eyes trail over the words, squinting at some of the letters. Your skin burns in embarrassment when his face cracks a smile. When he hands it back, you pocket the damned thing so that nobody else would have the chance to read it.

“Masaru? The guy that works the desk downstairs?”

Your shoulders slump as you plop into your soft chair, “The one and only.”

You had met Masaru on your first day at Bonten headquarters, he’s the receptionist for the first floor so he was hard to miss. Everything was fine, and the relationship was normal until it wasn’t. The lines blurred as he kept trying to make a move on you, greeting you with gifts and such even after you wished him to stop.

“He seems to be convinced that we belong together, no matter how much I try to resist.”

Ran runs a hand through his neat hair, “Nothing like a bit of workplace drama to start the day.”

You send him a withering glare and he raises his hands in mock surrender, the cheeky glint in his eyes never leaving. You roll your eyes and turn to the computer, logging in and then preparing the client list for Sanzu. It’s quiet apart from the clacking of keys until he opens his mouth again.

“What if you date me?”

It takes you a second to process his words, but when you do, you nearly drop the mouse on the floor. Swivelling your chair to face him, you cross your arms against your chest, “I’m not one of your toys Ran, go find someone else to annoy.”

“Just listen,” he insists, getting closer with every step, “Masaru’s going to keep pestering you unless you show him you’re taken. And who else is better than the notorious Ran Haitani?”

“How humbling,” you mutter, but as you ponder the idea your eyes light up, “Fake dating might work…you love yourself way too much to ever actually fall for me.”

His eyes narrow as he leans down, face inches away from your own. His hair falls over his lidded eyes that stare at you so intensely you’re scared he’s peering into your soul. Nevertheless, the proximity and company cause your breath to hitch.

“W-what are you doing?” You whisper, fighting the urge to get lost in him completely. Your body and mind battle it out in their most fierce fight yet.

“Giving my girlfriend a real good morning sentiment.”

And with that, his lips slot against yours like two pieces of a puzzle. He’s gentle at first but when he delves deeper, your hands reach for his tie and tug. The guttural groan he releases is intoxicating and your knees go weak – thank goodness you’re sitting down. He tugs on your lip before pulling away slowly. There’s nothing but soft pants for air as you try to wrap your head around the mind boggling kiss.

Suddenly, he straightens, fixing his tie and smoothing the creases of his shirt. He shoots you a smirk, “See you later babe.”

Giving a half-hearted wave, your fingers rest on your tingling lips as you relive the moment. The loud clearing of a throat snaps your attention back to reality only to see Masaru watching with a glare. He stomps over to your desk, dumps a wad of files in the tray before turning on his heel.

The crazy idea worked. You Guess Ran Haitani is good for something other than his pretty face (though you’ll never admit it to his face).

250 notes · View notes