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notiddygxthgf · 1 year

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munch!

★ pairings: wakasa imaushi x f!reader

★ synopsis: waka loves his fiancee. especially when her legs are around his head.

★ content warning: smut, pwp, porn without plot, cute porn though, simp wakasa, oral sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, pussydrunk!waka, unprotected sex.

★ a/n: all my juicy bitches wya 😩😩 thought id do some fan service. enjoy!! mwah mwah xo

★ w.c.; 3.8k

mdni! smut beneath the cut

"YOU'RE SO FULL OF SHIT," Keizo hummed. "There's no way you actually, genuinely think that's a good way to live."

Shinichiro shrugged. "I'm just not a fan."

"Fan of what? Eating pussy?" Wakasa chimed in. The three men were lounging in the living room of Shinichiro's apartment, sharing friendly banter. "Don't be ridiculous."

"I like receiving better," Shinichiro retorted.

Wakasa couldn't possibly disagree more. "Just say you're bad at it, Shin."

"Shin, you sound like..." Keizo began. "You sound like one of those guys who just want to be included in the conversation, but you actually have like... no experience whatsoever."

"Eating pussy is so much better than getting blown, man," Waka mused. "I mean really, you're missing out."

"Take it from him," Remarked the largest of the three, who sat back in his chair with his legs spread wide. "He's a devoted munch."

"For enjoying giving my girl pleasure? Alright, dude." Wakasa rolled his eyes. "The way the girls' legs grip your head, the way she squirms... you're telling me you don't eat that up?"

Wakasa had a sort of reputation around these parts, although it wasn't like he didn't have anything to do with it. He adored his queen. His beloved fiance. It was no secret to anyone from one end of Tokyo to the other that she was the apple of his eye, and that he lived to please her to the furthest extent possible. However, in more recent times, he had made a name for himself. The name in question?

"You know what that makes you?" Keizo remarked with a sharp exhale. "A munch."

The two men were seated in the lounge shortly after a meeting. Their coworker and boss, Shinichiro Sano, sat just off to the side of them, watching the exchange with a shit-eating grin.

"What does that even mean?" Wakasa furrowed his brows. Sinking further into the couch, he reached into his vibrating pocket.

Shinichiro decided that now would be the perfect time to chip in with his own two cents. "A munch is, like, the male equivalent of a dickrider, obsessed," he answered, although it wasn't like anyone asked. "Someone who's all up in one girl's pussy – metaphorically and sometimes physically. Like you."

After a brief pause, Wakasa's weary lilac eyes scanned the illuminated text on his screen. "Rather be all up in one girl's pussy than be getting none at all," He retorted, holding the phone up to his ears. The tone of his next few words was virtually unrecognizable from that of his previous statement as he answered the incoming call.

"Hi, pretty baby," He greeted. "How are you?"

From the other end of the receiver, he could almost see the way her face scrunched together when she yawned. She paused, and then in that sultry, soft-spoken voice that drove him wild, she said, "Hi, Daddy."

Shinichiro's eyes widened as he leaned forward in his seat. Although Keizo's surprise wasn't as outward, even he couldn't hide the quiet chuckle that escaped when he dampened his lips with his tongue. Wakasa clutched the phone closer to his ear, turning away from the two men.

"I'm with the guys, baby, behave," he warned her, although his tone remained as soft as ever. "Is something the matter?"

He heard his precious girl sigh on the other side of the phone, followed by a quiet rustling sound. He wondered where she was right now. It sounded like she was in bed. If that was the case, he could already picture her in all of her sculpturesque beauty – tangled in the sheets of their queen-sized bed, heart-shaped lips parted ever so slightly, face dusted with a hue of pink that matched her pretty pink satin jammies. He wondered if, then, she would be wearing his hoodie. Fuck, just the thought of that had him squirming.

"Nothin's the matter, um..." His muse trailed off. He knew she was fiddling with her earlobe, just as she always did when she was deep in thought. "Jus... I jus' miss you."

If it were even possible, Wakasa felt his exterior soften even more. "I miss you too, princess."

"When are you coming home?"

If she asked him like that again – in that quiet, beautiful voice of hers – he would be coming home within the next few minutes, no questions asked. He didn't tell her that, of course. The two of you had spent the entire night indulged entirely in one another. His neck bore the battle scars of such an altercation; two small red hickeys which had been tactically placed by a devious little gremlin without his knowledge.

"Not sure, why?" He asked, fighting off his internal monologue which had memories of last night on replay in the back of his mind. "You need somethin'?"

"No," Was all she said. There was a brief silence, during which Keizo and Shinichiro resumed the conversation they had been having.

He heard her rustling around in the background again – his phone vibrated once, signifying a new message, but he didn't go to answer it – and then she said, "Look at what I sent you."

Wakasa obliged, like the munch he was, and opened the message. It was from her, of course. He'd expected that. What he hadn't expected though, was the image that awaited him when he entered the private message with her.

Immediately, he shielded the phone from his friends (who were, in hindsight, far too deeply immersed in their own private conversation about the politics of gender roles and derogatory nicknames to care ). Feeling heat crawl up the back of his neck and the corners of his lips twist into a grin, he fought to regain his composure.

"You took that just now?" He asked, a little more quietly than before. "Have you been waiting for me to come back all morning?"

"Mhm," The girl mumbled proudly. "And when you do come back, that'll be waiting for you."

That was all he needed to hear. Wakasa stood up from the couch and dusted off his shorts. "Be there in 15."

"Kay," you giggled, and that was the last thing he heard before you hung up on him.

Wakasa sighed, pocketing his phone, and then turning back to his two friends. "I gotta bounce," He called, interrupting their conversation to announce his departure. "I'll catch you guys later."

Keizo crossed one leg loosely over the other, throwing his arms along the backside of the couch. "The missus calls?"

The shorter man – who was already reaching for the doorknob – flashed a small grin. "What can I say? I'm like superman."

Shinichiro, who was now against one arm of his loveseat while his legs were thrown over the other, commented on Wakasa's choice of words. "More like Supermunch."

Wakasa ignored his comment, pulling open the door. "Suck me." .

"Oh fuck."

Wakasa groaned in response, although the noise was muffled by her thighs. Buried nose-deep in the world's wettest pussy, his grip was like a vice, strong hands digging into the girl's hips in such a manner that he knew his fingers would leave pretty purple bruises.

His thick, beautiful goddess. He loved everything about her. More than that, he loved eating her out. When he'd run his tongue over the most sensitive part of her, her whole body would twitch. Her hips, painted with stretch marks, were his handles. He adored the way her soft, supple body careened into his touch.

She tasted like heaven, and god, she was gushing for him.

He sucked gently on her clit, which was flushed red with arousal, watching in awe as the woman arched up off of the bed. He could see this show a thousand million times and he would still be just as enthralled as he had been the day he had taken her like this for the very first time. Pressing open-mouthed kisses to her pretty pink pussy, his tongue found its way down toward her dripping hole.

Leaving not a moment to waste, she gripped his disheveled ponytail by the root, pushing his head in deep enough for the tongue to slide right in – like it was meant to be there.

"Please," His fiancee pleaded, although he wasn't entirely sure what she wanted. She knew full and well that he wasn't planning on slowing down anytime soon. "Mnnnh-"

And, just to tease her, he withdrew, replacing his tongue with two damp fingers. "Feel good, sweetheart?" He murmured softly, just up against her red-flushed skin.

While he wasn't answered with words, the response he got was nonetheless gratifying. With a gasp and a desperate rut of her hips against his mouth, against the low vibration of his voice, she sent a message as clear as day.

He made no effort to stop her. Instead, adjusting his hands to grip the meat of her ass, he allowed the beautiful, frenzied girl to shamelessly ride his face. Her hips jumped up and down, rubbing her pretty little clit on his lips and his nose, smearing her juices all over his face. She shuddered, opening her legs even further, and arched into the warm, mushy mess he had created with his mouth.

She looked so fucked out like this, so ruined. Her head was thrown back, hair strewn haphazardly over the satin pillow, pink lips parted gently to make way for her trembling breaths. The little red babydoll she was wearing – what started all of this – complimented the undertones of her skin in such a way that it made his head spin. One of the straps hung loosely off of her shoulder, just barely exposing her breast. She was too much; he wanted to touch everything. To say he was enjoying the view would be an understatement. God, he could paint it if he could – on some Van Gogh shit, but if he were a porn addict.

Her smooth legs clamped shut over his ears. He huffed a satisfied little laugh before prying them apart and continuing to make a ruin out of the poor girl in the open.

Unfortunately, as he was only one man, he had to pull away for some air. He plunged two digits back into her, curling them up against that spot that would make her purr. He knew her body like the back of his hand, having memorized every curve, every crevice. Moving forward to continue lapping at her clit, he tried sucking in more air without having to stop. He never wanted to. He could hardly breathe but, fuck, he wouldn't mind going out like this: squished between his fiancee's thighs, feeling her warm essence drip down his chin while she cried out for him.

He couldn't take his eyes off her. The way she took his fingers so well, sucking them in and then clenching around them like she never wanted to let go. The way she gasped out his name over and over like a broken mantra. He could feel the heat of his own arousal straining against the seam of his boxers, but he didn't care. Being able to see her like this was more than enough.

With a gasp, he pulled back. "Fuck," he breathed. "You're purring like a kitten for me."

She carded a trembling hand through his hair, taking some of it into her small fist and tugging on it. He arched into the sensation. He loved the pain.

"Please," She begged again.

Though his fingers never stopped, he paused his desperate licking to draw the moment out even longer. An hour wasn't enough. He wanted to be inside of her all day, in perfect tune with the rhythm of her body, every arch, every stutter of her hips spurring him on. He rubbed the point of his index finger over her sweet spot, pulling her apart from the inside. "Use your words, princess."

Judging by the way her walls were beginning to spasm around his fingers, fun time was about to be cut short. He wanted more. No, fuck, he needed more. But honestly, he wasn't so sure that she could take anymore. Her eyes rolled back, slurred words and broken moans pouring out of her mouth a mile a minute while she struggled to hold on.

Deciding she had taken too long to answer, he dove back into her, parting her lips with his nose and then forming a light suction seal over her clit. He had to readjust himself to fit his fingers and his mouth in such a small space.

She felt so good inside, so warm. He could die in this pussy.

His fiancee gasped, "Waka, stop, 'm gonna cum."

His lips departed from the woman's dripping wet cunt, but only to roughly slide her ass closer to his face. Then, completely disregarding her previous please, he devoured her. His hair was beyond disheveled, tangled in her fist, while the rest hung in damp strands around his face.

He peered up at her hungrily, pulling back and greedily licking her off of his fingers. "Say my name like that again," he'd practically moaned, running his hands up and down your trembling thighs. The poor girl was shaking like a leaf in the breeze and he was reveling in it. "Say my name while you ride my tongue, baby."

"Mmmfuck– wait," She gasped. Her body, however, sent a different signal. She yanked his hair – hard, too – and trapped his head between her thighs. Those pretty little noises she was making increased in pitch and became more frequent within. She was near the breaking point, broken pleas of his name tumbling from her devilish lips. "Wait, wait... Waka, baby."

He wasn't planning on obeying her, moaning against her now abused clit while his lips and tongue alternated applying pressure on it. The pleasure coursing through his veins was enough to drive him wild – fuck, if she kept swallowing him up like that he was gonna cream his pants. She was getting loud and, to be frank, that was turning him on like crazy. He wanted to reach down and palm the ache between his legs, rut his hips down against the bed – anything to release some of the tension that was building between his legs – but he was far too enamored by the sight of her to take any attention away.

Head thrown back, hand gripping his blonde (and purple) tresses like a vice, back arched up off of the bed while that red babydoll dress slipped further off of her shoulders... she was a sight to behold. He never wanted to stop, never wanted her to stop moaning his name. He didn't care if the neighbors heard – hell, the whole building.

His tongue swapped places with his fingers.

The way she was mewling for him like a cat in heat made his heart run wild with desire. She was beautiful, so fucking pretty. She always was. But nothing compared to the way she looked like this, spread open for him like a mouth-watering buffet. He whined, feeling her tug harder at his hair. Her guts were clenching around his tongue like she wanted more. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he got what he wanted from her, so he removed his mouth from the girl's dripping cunt, allowing his fingers to work her open – an obscene mix of her juices and his spit glistening as it ran down his chin. Somehow, he found the strength to utter the words, "I need you to cum for me."

He had power over her at that moment, he knew he did. He had her rocking her hips back on his fingers like a desperate whore, chasing that sweet release she so desperately craved. When she slapped her hand over her mouth to keep quiet – because she had gotten a bit louder, to say the least – he quickly grabbed her wrists, pinning them down into the mattress. "Let me hear you, baby," He panted. "Let the whole building know who's making you feel good."

And he continued the downright slaughter of your pussy with his mouth this time.

"Daddy," the girl mewled, curling into herself. He'd been edging the poor thing around for far too long. He knew that. He just didn't care enough to stop.

It slipped out. It must have... Yet, still, when his fingers curled up against a particularly sensitive spot with all of the ease of a harpist plucking at the strings of her core, her lips spilled praise of his name. "Daddy!"

His smirk grew in size. He licked some of her off of his lips, and then hummed, twisting his fingers around. "That's it, princess. Such a good girl for me."

And then he could see something in the girl snap. The coil of her release snapped with all the power of an oncoming freight train, slamming into her in such a way that had her back arching up off of the bed. Her hips jolted up against his fingers and his tongue, lips chanting his name like a mantra while savoring the slow strokes of his long fingers against her gummy walls. He could feel the shock tear through her in waves, ripping trembling gasps from her lungs while she clenched around him.

"Baby," she mewled. "Oh, fuck, baby."

He slid his fingers out of the girl slowly, savoring the way her pretty pussy clenched over his fingers one last time before pulling out. Taking the soaked digits up to his lips, he sucked them clean. God, he would never forget how she looked right now, even if he'd seen it a thousand times before.

"Fuck, I wanna feel you," He shuddered, pushing himself onto his knees and then reaching for his tee shirt. Seeing her cum on his tongue like that was enough to drive him mad, dick straining hard against his pants. His lips found their way to hers in a messy clash of tongue and teeth, slick spreading from his face to hers while juices dripped down his neck. He pulled back, "Wanna feel you so fucking bad it hurts."

His beautiful fiancee sat up with uncalled quickness, small hands grabbing at his wrinkled shirt. That was all he needed to push the girl onto her back, promptly tugging the damp fabric over his head and tossing it somewhere to the side. When he turned back around, he caught the way her eyes studied the linework of his tattoos with newfound hunger.

She reached a pretty manicured hand out to rest on his abs, fingers splayed open, roaming the expanse of his ink. She traced the lines down to his abdomen, down to the junction between his hip and his pants – where his v-line was peeking out. He felt himself twitch beneath her touch.

"Don't be a tease," He breathed, although that breathless smile never wavered. He had to make a conscious effort to regulate his breathing. If he didn't restrain himself, god, he didn't even know what he would do to her. He had spent the whole ride over here fantasizing about her, about his pretty girl. He could do so many things, but there was so little time to do them. At least, that's what he'd been thinking before he felt her hand cup his erection through his sweats.

He let out a pent-up gasp that turned into a breathy chuckle. "Ah, fuck."

And then he pulled the girl into another bruising kiss, gripping her ass in his hands and pulling at the flesh like he was tearing into Thanksgiving dinner. Her hand pressed further into his crotch.

She parted from his lips to mumble, "Want you..."

"Yeah?" He breathed. It was getting hard to keep his composure when her hand was palming at him through his pants. His hands slid over her waist and gently cupped her face. "Where do you want me, princess?"

She laid back against the bed, arching her back down. Her legs remained folded against his waist. He quietly observed her, mesmerized by the woman and the way she welcomed him with open legs. Sighing blissfully, he lowered his hand to the warmth between her legs, which had begun to drip

Wordlessly, she brought her legs up onto the table. The man quietly observed her as she did so. He was mesmerized by the girl and the way she welcomed him with open legs. He hummed, lowering his hand to the warmth between her legs. "Right here, baby?" He asked.

Instead of answering, she reached for the waistband of his pants.

He left no time to waste, sliding them down over his hips with a hand at her back and letting her tug his boxers down below his thighs.

Immediately, she pushed her hips back against his, rubbing the head of his cock between her drenched folds. Something in him snapped, or rather, something was about to snap.

"Put it in, Daddy," she whined, and, fuck, when she was getting his cock wet like that he had no right to refuse her. The way she was so desperate even though she just came... he was going to get her pregnant one of these days.

He sighed, adjusting her legs around his waist, running his hands down her stomach – which rose and fell with every ragged breath – to rest on her hips. He let one hand move down towards his dick, wrapping around the leaking tip and then lining it up with her entrance. She was dripping all over him.

Before he could put it in himself, the girl slammed her hips back, sheathing the entirety of his cock in her heat.

"F-Fuck," He gasped, although it came out more like a whine. He let her set the pace at first, sliding back and forth in a way that had his head spinning. Her walls were so wet, so warm, so gummy. Fuck, it felt like he was melting.

Fucking into his dripping-wet fiancee, he couldn't fight the strangled moans that were ripped from the depths of his soul. "Fuck," He whimpered. He slowed down to savor the way her pussy sucked him in, and then pushed him out, and then sucked him in again. It made him dizzy. "Fuck, fuck."

"Mmm," the little devil chuckled. "Feel good?"

"So warm," he panted in response, sounding like a bitch in heat. "Oh fuck, I–" He angled his hips upward, bringing his hand over her cunt to roll his thumb over her clit, relishing in the way she cried for him. "I'm not gonna last long."

He'd never put it in so soon after eating it before. Fuck, the sensation was indescribable. He wanted to die like this – buried eight inches deep in her warm, wet cunt.

"Kay," she giggled. Then she moaned, "I want you to cum inside, okay?"

He knew that if even thought about getting to paint her insides right now he wouldn't last much longer. Hell, this would mark the fifth time he'd done it this week, even if it was only Tuesday. But, shit, whatever the princess wanted?

"Okay, baby."

Princess would get.

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benkeibear · 1 year

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☰ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟐

⧫ Characters: Shinichiro, Takeomi, Benkei, Wakasa

⧫ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB

⧫ Summary: How they react when you tell them that you're pregnant

⧫ WARNINGS: mentions of pregnancy and childbirth

⧫ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! (This is a repost from my old blog)

☰ Shinichiro:

ꕤ Shin was on cloud nine with you anyways and you two already had “the talk” so you knew He wanted a family with you

ꕤ You told him by giving him a baby onesie with a cute motorcycle on it

ꕤ “Did that shrink? Or don’t you know my size?”

ꕤ when no answer came He shook his head, completely at loss of words as He fell to his knees, clutching onto the baby clothing

ꕤ “Am- am i gonna be a dad?” He asked with tears in his eyes, hugging you when you confirmed it

ꕤ Oh He was so happy, immediately asking you all kind of questions

ꕤ wants to name the child after his parents

ꕤ He tries his best to help you with everything, joins to every appointment and cries every time

ꕤ Makes the whole house baby proof far before it's even born because he's just too careful

☰ Takeomi:

ꕤ You knew of Takeomis rather… Wild past but you also know that he’s more than ready to settle down

ꕤ you didn’t actively try to get a child, it was more of a “let’s not use protection and see if something happens” situation

ꕤ so when you started to feel sick in the morning you immediately took a test, screaming when it came out positive

ꕤ Takeomi came running right away, thinking you got hurt

ꕤ “well… I guess we’re gonna be parents” He chuckled when He saw what the fuss was about, hugging you tight

ꕤ He was so happy, letting everyone know right away

ꕤ You won’t need to lift a single finger anymore

ꕤ suddenly wants to move places, thinking your current place isn't fit to have a baby

ꕤ Master of the overthinkers so please tell him to calm down and reassured him that everything will be just fine

☰ Benkei:

ꕤ can you hear me screaming??

ꕤ Benkei always wanted a big family and also said so on your first or second date

ꕤ so when you handed him a little pair of baby shoes He needed exactly one second to start bawling his eyes out

ꕤ He was just so happy that you - his beloved - want a family with him, that you're in fact carrying a child, HIS child Inside of you

ꕤ prepare for him to get even softer with you, wanting to protect you even more now

ꕤ lets his friends know the very same day, screaming at them that He is a dad

ꕤ talks to your belly every night before going to sleep, letting your child know just how much they're loved already

ꕤ if He can, He always has a hand on your bump

ꕤ dies of cuteness when your baby punches or kicks “my child is coming after it's father”

☰ Wakasa:

ꕤ Tricky one. You never really talked about having children so it was a surprise to you when the test came out positive

ꕤ Wakasa was there too, watching all three tests turn positive and it was dead silent for a while, waiting for his reaction

ꕤ He eventually cupped your cheeks and kissed your forehead “thank You” He mumbled, feeling a weird mixture of feelings wash over him

ꕤ But He was grateful that you chose him, that you thought He would be fit to be a dad

ꕤ He was also so clueless, secretly educating himself on how to take better care of you and how to handle a baby

ꕤ Really thoughtful as well, stocked up on all of your weird cravings

ꕤ He got his child mini boxing gloves as a joke “they have to come after me” He joked

ꕤ he's a bit worried but also looking forward to meeting his child

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #shinichiro x reader #takeomi x reader #wakasa x reader #benkei x reader #keizo arashi x reader #shinichiro fluff #takeomi fluff #wakasa fluff #benkei fluff #shinichiro sano #takeomi akashi #wakasa imaushi #keizo arashi #repost ♡

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buccini555 · 9 months

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≡ Skipping class with Wakasa Imaushi ♡

↻ x r e a d e r !

⋆ 𝑭𝒕. Wakasa Imaushi ˖ ࣪ !

⋆ ⚠︎!! ˖ ࣪ degradati♡n, overstimulati♡n, masturbati♡n, petnames (baby, beloved), virg♡nity loss, unpr♡tected sex, mas♡chism and crempie... I think that's all.

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The night before, Wakasa had asked you to go to his house, that day, he wasn't going to go to school either, he was used to skipping classes, and he called you to do the same, you immediately accepted the request, since you didn't want to miss the opportunity to spend time with the boy you liked, the next morning, instead of going to school, you went to the oldest's house, you and Wakasa had already shared a few kisses before, even he had touched you more intimately at times, but he had never called you to his house, Wakasa Imaushi was the most feared delinquent in that neighborhood, everyone feared the "White Leopard", as he was called, but you, on the other hand, were in love with that dangerous boy, he's handsome and kind, even though he's almost always high, he's totally smart and skilled, being only one grade above you, despite having failed a few years due to missing a lot.

As soon as you arrived at the oldest's house, the boy received you with a warm kiss, making you shiver.

— "I'm glad you came!"

He was smoking a cigarette in the middle of the morning, inviting you to come in, you went to his room, where you could be more comfortable, you knew what Wakasa wanted just by watching his look, he looked at you with desire, after the kiss, you can notice his dick marking his pajama, that made you horny, you insinuated yourself to him, making him notice you even more.

— "I've waited so long to touch you again baby, I never forgot how hot you are!"

He held your waist, making you sit on the bed, he started kissing you again and unbuttoning your clothes, leaving your tits at his disposal, he began to caress and run his tongue through them, giving you light bites, he noticed you squirming with pleasure, it made him more and more excited, just hearing your little moaning sighs, he already knew you wanted to be his, you were totally surrendered to Wakasa at that moment.

— ... You're so beautiful, you drive me crazy, baby.

He stopped what he was doing, just standing next to you and looking into your eyes as he stroked your hair, gently, you kissed him again, Wakasa started kissing your neck and press you against the bed, making you feel his cock between your legs, soon, Wakasa put his hand inside your underwear, realizing how wet you were already he started touching your clit, making you let out short moans, he made quick movements, making you enjoy even more in his fingers, which after a while, were inside you.

— "Your pussy is wet for me, isn't it? My beloved is so horny, I thought you were more innocent but you're behaving like a bitch!"

He was masturbating you while filling your tits with hickeys, then he just took off the pajama shirt he was wearing leaving his defined body showing, that made you even more excited and you almost begged him to fuck you.

— "You want this, don't you? You want me to make you my little bitch"

He said opening your legs and getting between them, taking his cock out and passing it on your wet pussy, you just moaned begging for that cock, so, it didn't take him long to full of thrusts, he was careful in the beginning knowing that you had never been fucked before, although he already gave you several fingerings, you were still too tight to receive a dick as thick as his.

— "B-baby, Mmm... You're mine, say you're my whore!"

He slapped you in the face while he fucked you, he didn't feel sorry for your pretty face, he knew you were a bitch and he liked that, after a few hours of non-stop fucking you, he was holding himself back from coming, but he couldn't take that warm pussy on his cock anymore, he ended up cumming inside you, you felt that hot liquid being poured inside you, Wakasa didn't really care about that.

When they realized, it was time for you to go home, Wakasa gently helped you to get dressed, taking you home, on the way, he gave you some kisses and you just felt something still oozing down your pussy, you were embarrassed but loved that feeling.

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kallikrein · 1 year

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AFTER CLASS DETENTION

— with sano shinichiro, akashi takeomi, arashi keizo (benkei), and imaushi wakasa.

genre. fluff and crack, i guess?

contains. gn!reader, school au maybe, profanities, definitely ooc, grammatical errors and not proofread!

word count. 2.3k.

note. just a little smth i wrote for the anniversary of the og black dragons. can you believe we won't get another content for the og bds ever again? we wanna know more, wakui-sensei ;; and also, thanks for @novelbear for the wonderful prompt!

SANO SHINICHIRO

His eyes traced the massive letters in front of him. It looked rushed, edgy. From the first letter up to the last, it screamed ‘I am livid’.

Detention, it said to him. In enraged capital letters too.

He thought an hour had already passed, but a quick glance away from his admiring session with the chalkboard proved otherwise. He still had ample time to spare. 55 minutes to be exact.

Damn. Shinichiro rubbed his face with his hands. He had other plans for this afternoon. Plans with his guys, with his siblings, with his beloved motorcycle. Being detained like a prisoner at school wasn’t in his schedule. And it wasn’t in his plans to get stuck with one of his classmates either.

Now, that made him ponder for a bit.

What in the world were you doing? Sitting all prim and proper, and two seats away from him?

“Hey,” he couldn’t help but ask, “what’d you do?”

To his surprise, you squeaked. Like you’d been caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

His eyes turned wide when you started fixing your hair, hiding them behind your ears, and clearing your throat. Was his question that invasive? He quickly stammered, “Ah, you don’t have to answer.”

“N-no...”

“Right. Sorry.”

Shinichiro slumped back on his chair. He could guess it’s because you took another student’s punishment. That’s how you always were. But as far as kindness went, that’s just wrong. Even a rowdy delinquent like him wouldn’t go that far. But of course, he couldn’t speak for everybody else.

“Sensei got mad,” he started. “He got mad ‘cause I always go to school with bruises. That and I’m always late in the mornings.”

For some reason, the words just came out. He didn’t know what to do with the soft silence. It wasn’t that strange. It’s quite comfortable, as surprising as it was. But he needed to be busy with something, to focus on something, to take his mind off this awful hour of punishment.

He started to tap his desk with a slim finger in sync with the ticking of the clock in hopes it would tick faster. When it didn’t work, he sighed and groaned, and sighed again for the millionth time. And when he lost all hope, he hummed a tune.

“Isn’t that an anime song?”

Hearing your question, he faced you and found you looking slightly amused. “Oh, yeah,” he agreed once he realized, “I think it is. My little sister makes me watch her shows.”

You beamed, “That’s kinda cute.”

He quickly pursed his lips, aware not to retort back with something like ‘No. You’re cute’. At the back of his mind, he could easily imagine Takeomi making a disgusted face at his strategy. Instead, he asked the question that’s been bugging him, “Why did you get detention?”

“Pushy, are we?” You answered back, avoiding his gaze.

He shrugged, careless and strangely confident. “Well, I think it’s because you just wanna see me.”

And there went his self-preservation. He honestly didn’t know where that came from. Blame the silence! Blame the silence! His mind told him. He rubbed the back of his neck, laughing in the purest form of shame, “I-I don’t mean that. Don’t mind me starting from now on…”

When he peeked your way, his breath got caught in his throat.

You were frozen. Your eyes spoke of panic and embarrassment and truth, and it took you a long time to say something.

If you even wanted to say something, anything; to reject his arrogant words — at all.

In an instant, he started making a sound that resembled a dying man’s cry for help. “Ahhhh…! Aaaahhhh…!”

“Shinichiro-san!”

AKASHI TAKEOMI

To say that Takeomi was a studious person was a delusion.

Even so, he worried about his falling grades every now and then. No one in the prime of their youth would want to fall back a grade. First, it’s a hassle. Two, and perhaps the worst case to ever happen, he didn’t want Shinichiro and the others to boss him around like a true kouhai.

Never in his life would he allow that to happen.

He deemed a passing grade and an acceptable ranking would suffice. Yes, that’s what he thought. He should be safe if he punctually comes to class, hands out his homeworks, and achieves decent test remarks.

Yes, that would be enough. So with a will made of steel, starting today, in this almost empty classroom, he would become studious.

Collecting his textbook and a pen, he began to lay out the materials for his self-study. It wasn’t until a few minutes of measly concentration he felt someone burning holes on the sides of his face that he threw a look at its source.

“What?” He scowled.

“What? What do you mean ‘what’?” You screeched. “You’re studying! Studying!”

“And? Do you see the world ending?” He went back to his reading but the words were now all jumbled up in his head. He couldn’t believe all the times he got into detention, this one time you just had to be in one as well.

“Yes?” You scoffed. “What happened to ‘I can buy this whole school if I want to pass’ Takeomi?!”

“Shut up. You’re disturbing me,” he gnarled. He swore he just needed a quiet time, a peaceful one to get this subject done, and he would be free as a bird.

“Nope. Not gonna happen.” Seeing how you dragged your chair closer to his, with your eyes sparkling with mischief, it’s easy to say you weren’t bothered at all to be reprimanded.

Unlike him.

“Get out of my sight,” Takeomi warned.

“What are you studying?”

“I said ge—” Before he could finish his second threat, you had already snatched the book he was just reading. You hummed in recognition, speaking out loud its contents.

“Ah, this is boring,” you tutted after a while. “Wanna ditch detention with me?”

“No.”

“Wanna ditch detention with me?”

“No. And give me back my book.”

“I’ll give it back if you ditch detention with me.”

“I won’t ditch. Give it back,” Takeomi insisted. He stood up from his seat so he would easily tower over your sitting form, but you too were quick on your feet. Jumping to get away from his hold.

“Now, this is starting to get fun.” Smirking, you ran to the other side of the room, near the exit door, and did a little taunt, “If you catch me, I’d teach you how to easily memorize this!”

“No way in hell you got that memorized.” He said that but he wasn’t too sure. Even though you’re a culprit on your own, you’re still book smart. Always have been. You have always been a great help when his procrastination becomes too extreme. “Get back here,” he grunted as he darkly inched forward.

“You need saving, Takeomi,” you mocked.

“No, I don’t,” he drawled, as a devilish grin formed on his lips. “You’re the one who needs saving.”

With that, he started chasing his book.

ARASHI "BENKEI" KEIZO

“Oh, wow. Uhm, hi…”

Benkei looked up to find one familiar face standing by the door, bag and books in their arms. He gave them a customary nod, “Hm.”

“May I sit?”

Another nod, “Hm.”

Silence passed and you were still a fidgeting wreck around him. He took a glance at you. “First time?”

“Y-yes!”

Well, not that he could be much of help for first timers anyway. He’s already used to spending his afternoons in a barren classroom. All the students that got detained with him for detention always opted for counseling or community service instead.

It seemed he scared most of his schoolmates simply by his appearance alone, so the less interaction the better.

Not that he minded, to be honest. It’s more tolerable to have people be terrified of his wordless tenacity than to have his head fuming and his blood boiling from all the idiocracy they possessed. It’s more favorable for everybody that way.

Although, he has his moments of loneliness too. Just like now, he thought the flowers below the window panes looked a bit miserable. They were one of his reasons for not listening to class. How a flower, something so gentle and fragile, gives beauty to the world around them. How delightful they exist for that reason alone.

But today, they looked poignant. And it made his heart feel a tad bit blue.

“Benkei-san? Can I call you Benkei-san?”

“Hm?” Upon realizing he wasn’t alone, Benkei gave his fullest attention to you. “What’d you just say?”

“Ah! It’s nothing super important! I just wondered if I can call you Benkei-san!” You sounded as if a soldier was asked by his superior if he had understood his orders. It was that formal and alert.

“Chill out,” he noted. “I’m not gonna bite your head off.”

“Ah… haha… then… Can I call you Benkei-san?”

“Sure. Whatever.” He might sound dismissive, but he didn’t care much if he was called Benkei or Keizo. Then again, he’s already used to being evaded by people like he’s the plague.

The thought brought him back to his senses.

“You didn’t get counseling?” The words came out of his mouth in a rush, before his mind could even comprehend what he’s inquiring about. “Community service?”

You smiled sheepishly, “No.”

“I wonder why,” Benkei wondered. Not knowing he had uttered it out loud.

“It’s not because I wanna get to know you more, Benkei-san!” You explained. “Sensei told me there’s a… a… a missing lunch box! Yes! A missing lunch box in this classroom, a-a-and I should return it to her! ASAP!”

Suddenly, you’re on your feet scrounging the tables, lifting the upturned chairs as if it could hide a lunch box underneath. And then you started checking the drawers, the windows — hell, even the freaking doorways.

“What does it look like?” He asked, standing to his full height to help.

“Erm… a yellow flowery thing… I think?”

“I think I’ve seen it somewhere,” he added. He turned his back on you, looking atop the drawer beside the teacher’s table, as he hid a playful, knowing smirk from you. “Is it Sensei’s?”

“Erm… yes? Yes. If you can find it, that would be great.”

Turning around, he had his palms facing up, showing that there’s clearly nothing in his hands. His expression could only be phrased as fun yet lighthearted, a boyish grin when he proudly chuckled, “I spy with my little eye that you lie.”

“No! Sensei… she— I didn’t want to stalk you, I swear! NO, THAT’S NOT IT! I mean—”

“Yes, you can call me Benkei,” he beamed.

IMAUSHI WAKASA

Many times in his life he was bored. Simply and excruciatingly bored. And most times when he was bored, he didn’t know what was happening or what’s gotten into his head.

He thought maybe it’s one way to keep him entertained. To do something out of his character, or perhaps to learn something new about himself.

Much like what he was doing at the present.

“Tell me,” he started, “when was the first time we talked to each other?”

To him, the question wasn’t out of the ordinary. It’s merely a subject he felt tackling at the moment. But unfortunately for you, his victim of the day, just so happened to be stuck in an afternoon detention with him.

“I wonder when it was,” he continued as he fiddled with the keychain in your bag. “I couldn’t remember. Help this poor guy out?”

“Imaushi-san…”

“Nope,” he held a pale hand out. “Just a clue. Don’t give me the full details.”

You sighed, your waning determination to ignore him going down straight to shambles, “It was Valentines.”

“Valentines, huh? Did you give me chocolates? Did you confess? Did I turn you down?”

He kept firing those questions, seemingly uninterested with whatever your reply would be. But then, he suddenly wondered, did you really give him chocolates? He must admit he had one too many every Valentines, and most of those he didn’t even want to accept.

Maybe you were one of those girls he respectfully turned down, and now you just had this desperate notion to follow him around like a cat lost its owner, needing that affection from whoever worthy they choose to be.

“I get it,” he dramatically sighed. “I really do.”

Without looking up from your homework, you asked, “What is?”

“So, I have another question.” Wakasa let go of the suddenly becoming cute keychain of yours, and he creeped his face closer to your desk, almost becoming one with your notebook, just so you’d look him straight in the eyes.

His ruffled hair fell across his forehead, and surprising as it was, he smiled. Sweetly. “Would you humor me?”

You stared at him, almost as deadpan as the thin line across your lips, “No.”

“Hmm,” he pouted. “But I feel like we’ll be good together.”

When you lost your grip around the pen, he knew he finally had your attention. “Say,” he whispered, looking at you from underneath his lashes, “would you go on a date with me?”

“What the fuck are you on about?” You quickly shut your mouth from the sudden slip of profanity and glared at him instead. “I won’t go on a date with you.”

“Why not?” He reached out a hand to brush your hair behind your ear, and seeing how you shivered, he sat up right. “I think I’m a nice boyfriend.”

“Yeah, right,” you scoffed, dragging your notebook away from his reach. “Shooting down my best friend’s heart on Valentine’s Day would make me do exactly that.”

He paused, “Wait…” Wasn’t it you who gave him chocolates? Oh damn, they were all blurry faces in his memory. But through the hazy recollection, he could recall someone aiming at him with a sandwich.

A sandwich.

Surely, that wasn’t you? He would remember that person’s face back then seeing how comical it had seemed.

That was you?

“Yes. You did. And I threatened you for it,” you prattled on. “I have never given you chocolates. In fact, I almost killed you with a half-eaten sandwich. That’s how I can remember our first talk.”

Well, Wakasa was certain about it now. You learn something new about yourself when you’re bored.

taglist. @baji-san and @gwynsapphire.

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mizppa · 5 months

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zᶻ﹒🛵 𝓕.𝐄𝐋𝐋 ✩ ₊˚﹒꒰ tokyo revengers ꒱

── ❪ Where [name] receives the news from her Husband that Emma, her husband Shinichiro's little sister, is in the hospital for an attempted murder when he was hit by a motorbike, with all the stress of her boy fighting her other boy being brothers and their baby girl is in a state that she could die at any moment, everything collapses under her feet due to extreme stress her 6 month pregnancy ruptures, the premature birth of her little girl becomes chaos, just like heaven and Earth fell without being able to get up ❫

✦ ۰ -ᣞ ⊹ ǁ Various Tenjiku Arc x Adult reader ִ° ⋆

part one, part two

zᶻ﹒🛵 𝓕.𝐄𝐋𝐋 ✩ ₊˚﹒꒰ I was so afraid of losing three and I ended up losing my little girl and in the end Kisaki's mother felt what it's like to have a son for a son ꒱

— Shinichiro what do you mean? I heard that wrong, right?

The woman with [hair color] hair asked her husband Shinichiro, making the same look at his grandfather and then looking at his wife worriedly, he knew that [name] couldn't handle such stress like that, so there are thousands of ways to explain the situation crossed the mind of the married sane

Emma is in the hospital because she was hit by a motorcycle, no….. too direct and what about Mikey and Izana? well they went to fight in Yokohama against each other and both were going to kill each other in a fight, this only made the situation worse, well [name] your little girl Sano is in the hospital with a life-threatening risk……….

The sensation of the throat becoming completely dry and painful even when swallowing saliva was present throughout the older Sano's mouth and throat, but this did not stop the sore and dry mouth from coming out.

— Emma is in the hospital with a life-threatening condition because she was run over and Mikey and Izana will fight each other

Shinichiro had never in his life made a movement as fast as he did at that time, his beloved wife's sweet expressions of confusion turned to shock and sadness at the news while she remained quiet and looked at Grandpa Sano and her husband, the woman pregnant woman looked at both of them in shock

— My sweet girl had nothing to do with it, and the two of them will fight

[names] felt her tears fall from her eyes along with the thousands of thoughts involving misfortune, how would she give Emma a funeral? the girl she considers her daughter and even as she would have to stop Mikey and Izana her children from fighting, among the three brothers one would end up dying, the guilt along with anxiety and worry will enter her body preventing her from resting

— This will end in deaths, my poor girl and how will my boys turn out Shini!? one of them is going to die and I'm not ready to have a funeral for just anyone!

Panic entered the pregnant woman's veins and the thought and stress, along with the shock, felt like more than a thousand trucks running over [name] for her to wake up to life, the thought of having one of them in a coffin due to a fight between The gang was too much for her, after losing the one she loved, she didn't want it to happen again but everything was falling apart, she felt the ground falling in front of her feet, which were now shaking.

At that moment Shinichiro gathered his old friends Wakasa, Takeomi and Benkei in the hope of being able to intervene in the fight and prevent deaths from happening between Toman against Tenjiku, Mr. Sano approached his grandson's wife when he was talking to his friends about ways to try to end with that, only to hear a mini scream of pain aimed at his wife, all eyes turned to [name] who was in shock

Pregnant Sano's hands lifted the skirt of her black summer dress only to feel a liquid with a metallic taste descend between her legs, she wanted to be sure and a conclusion only for it to be the worst and gently touched her private part to grunt in pain , when she took her hand out from under her skirt and saw her palm and fingers covered in blood, she raised her head and said:

The baby is coming

The tears flowed from her only to hear curses from her husband's friends who looked on in disbelief, everyone was surprised that [name] went into labor when she was only 6 months pregnant, she was far from finishing her pregnancy and still went into labor at that time. state

— It's too early for the baby to come Shinichiro

— Wakasa is right, even though I have 2 younger brothers and I saw them born, they reached nine months

— You!-…..aren't fucking helping!

[name] shouted, silencing them as she leaned shakily on the counter, the pain consumed her, the dilation had started as a natural process for the woman who was going to give birth but not in this state, Benkei and Takeomi placed their arms gently on their shoulders leading to Sano to the hospital, when she entered the room and was wearing a simple white dress to give birth

The screams and curses came from the pregnant woman's room, they couldn't stop it, for idiotic reasons and what an excuse about the doctor being on something else important. Faced with pain and suffering, contractions and increased dilation, she ordered the nurses to bring the ex-black dragon's group to the room

They arrived and saw [name] pressing the door on the wall while holding the edge of her skirt and screaming in pain and anguish, sweat was dripping from her forehead and her body which was becoming worn out, it had been at least an hour or so. even 1 hour and a half and nothing from your daughter came

― A……..Tenjiku is fighting against Toman!……hell…….go there and stop deaths from happening!

She said in intervals of pain trying to find a better way to compose herself and asked her friends and her husband what to do in the face of this madness, but her legs betrayed her making her fall to the ground holding her belly and screaming in pain and deep agony before the pain

The motorbikes' engines accelerated, Shinichiro was willing to fulfill his wife's request and thus be able to return and perhaps see his daughter and little sister. When they arrived at the scene they saw the group of young people and between the blood and snow they could see Kisaki pointing a gun at Kakucho

Shinichiro saw his world stop, the sound of his wife's screams of pain hit his ears making his adrenaline spike and his legs move on their own to walk in the snow, the others understood the message and did the same when Kisaki was going to shoot Kakucho and Izana would enter the front, the sound of the bullet was present as well as a strong grunt of pain

The married Sano's fist made extreme contact with Kisaki's cheek, the black-haired one took out so much accumulated strength that Tetta's cheek bone could be heard crunching as she fell to the ground and her weapon fell away from him only for Benkei to catch it. there and throw it into the sea causing the weapon to fall and sink into the ocean

— Do you think you are the son of a bitch!?

Shinichiro's scream was on the same shelf as [name]'s painful and panicked scream was present in the hospital room once again, the despair of pain and panic entered her mind and body making her want to die to this pain pass

Izana and Mikey looked shocked at their older brother, unaware of the gravity of the situation in a gang fight.

Izana and Mikey looked shocked at their older brother, unaware of the gravity of the situation in a gang fight. — Get out of here! leave me alone in peace!

[Name]'s screams and pleas fell on the nurses' ears as they looked on with pity and whoever was a mother looked on with sympathy at the scene, the room was hot with all the screams of pain and agony it was almost impossible to find calm and comfort there

A pain passed through her fingers as she desperately grabbed the edge of the bed breaking a nail in the process but that pain was nothing compared to everything she was feeling from her sweet girl Emma and her little beautiful daughter Haru could never have a happy ending

— Mrs. Sano, please let us help you!

The young nurse screamed as she saw the suffering of the woman with [hair color] hair, the blood stained the white hospital gown along with the floor, the sweat soaked her hair and the fabric making her focus on the agonizing pain of all the women. They shouted for them to help, which they refused

A shrill scream of pain made the room silent as a moderate amount of dark red liquid came out like water released from her vagina staining the floor, the young nurse stared in horror and turned her face away crying, [name] supported her shoulder in bed and pushed

She felt her little daughter come out of her womb, blood was dripping from her vagina like a transparent liquid, the head with hair was coming out more and more until in an attempt to speed up the birth, she held her daughter's head and began to give birth. use this force to remove the baby from your womb. The blood-stained hands along with the screams of relief but pain were present, it was finally over, even so her daughter's little body slipped from her belly, finally falling to the ground bloodied by [name]'s blood.

A sigh of relief came out of the Sano woman's mouth, as her body fell to the floor from exhaustion, she used her own dress to pick up her daughter who had just been born stillborn, her hair was like Shinichiro's and her small face looked calm. and sleepy as if they were at peace while [name] suffered to bring her into the world

See you in the next chapter from somewhere

#tokyo revengers x reader angst #tenjikuarc #shinichiro x reader #emma x reader angst #mikey x reader angst

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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Inspo: @stygianoir gave me the idea to continue this with kisaki and sanzu (baji was already done), but what if we added wakasa, ran, rindou, smiley and dearest souya? Pairing: None! just confessions and fluff today! Notes: vague mentions of violence, fluff A/N: this is legit SO FUN to imagine and write 😭🫶

Kisaki:

okay regardless if you're dating, he is showing off your talents

"hanma, you know that y/n does that daily, right?"

i don't honestly think he realizes that he does it

forms a liking for you from it lmao

THE ONLY TIME YOU EVER GET TO SEE HIM THAT EMBARRASSED IT'S ADORABLE

"uhm... would you like me back y/n? hypothetically, of course."

don't underestimate him, he will show you off 10x more if you start dating oml

Sanzu:

he's high most of the time, how is he supposed to know he's kissed you already before?

it takes him a while to realize that he likes you tbh

a little oblivious

and high

but the point is that he's all over you regardless

and if you do date????

he demands cuddles a lot

hc that he won't go to bed without you next to him

Wakasa (underrated hottie):

will have to ask benkei how to ask you out despite his rather bold nature lol

might have a hard time wrapping his head around how to do it right, but he will get it eventually

brushes through his hair a lot as he confessed, def nervous

is bold enough at the end to kiss your cheek tho

is quite lovely and a great bf if I say so myself

Ran:

an odd thing to mention, but I feel he would wait to date you until you were both 18+...

He just wants you and him to be prepared for it yk?

anyways, he is oddly formal with his confession

little did you know, he had first asked his brother.. and then practiced it.. and then said it to himself...

all before telling you, and not even saying the same thing might I add

is legit in a tux and looks like he is going to marry you

intoxicates you with his cologne

8/10, too much smell lmao

Rindou:

doesn't panic on the outside, internally freaking out

has rehearsed multiple times before telling you

is a little worried but doesn't show it

doesn't really sweat it that much since he waited long enough to see that you show your feelings towards him too

is very affectionate too like???

9/10, his hair was a mess

Smiley:

his smile might fade a little when he is nervous

but..... if you say yes, he lights right back up

he laughs awkwardly a lot to fill in the silence lol

is freaking out when you take too long to consider his love

will cling onto your arm afterward as he walks you home

legit loves you sm... omg

the next morning he will leave you a little gift and it's just AHH

Dearest Souya my beloved angel:

is very quiet

so nervous, but he knows it so Smiley is right next to him

fiddles with his hands a lot

stutters :((

he changes if you say yes tho! He gets much more confident in himself with you :)

will sling his hand around your waist, but he will never make eye contact with you cause he might crumble right there

10/10 ofc??!!!!

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goteique · 1 year

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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

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reallyromealone · 2 years

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So Shinchiro lives, grandpa Sano dies at some point but they moved on emotionally and such

Omegaverse

If there was something Shinchiro feared more than anything it would have to be his beloved mate pissed.

(Name) was angrily cutting veggies as he had Mikey, Izana and Emma set the table and to make juice as the teenagers glancing at one another awkwardly before Emma took the step to ask her brother in law what was wrong.

"He just told me two days before that he's going to a bike show claiming he forgot to tell me until now"

Ah.

That was it.

"Do you guys remember what's happening in two days?"

The teens looked between themselves before Izana spoke up "your heat?"

"Exactly duckling! I understand he was probably over excited because we all know he loves bikes but I would have hoped he remembered my heat!"

(Name) was now on the verge of tears, the three alphas in the room had long claimed the Omega as their Dam and seeing him cry made them panic as they practically swarmed the Omega in a hug.

(Name) had long subconsciously claimed the pups as his own, knowing them all since they were just tiny little things.

"Let's finish dinner yeah? I have a special treat put aside for dessert"

The special treat was Taiyaki from the bakery, Mikey starry eyed as he gobbled his and everyone noticed one thing.

Shinchiro was late.

(Name) was tidying up with Izana when the doorbell rang, Izana wiping his hands to open the door to reveal wakasa holding a drunk Shinchiro basically passed out "he got into a drink off with Benkei... He lost"

"Bring him to the couch"

(Name) was incredibly upset at this, normally he didn't care if his mate went out for drinks but he always called to make sure he knew where he was.

Fidgeting he grabbed a blanket and covered the now passed out Shinchiro before thanking wakasa and storming to his and Shinchiros room, a decision made after grandpa Sano passed.

The room was tense as he left, Mikey pulling out a sharpie as he drew dicks on his brothers head as a form of revenge since he knew (name) wouldn't want them physically fighting.

He respects (name) to much.

"Care to fill me in?"

"Shinchiro is going to the bike show and it falls on (name)s heat"

"Oh that dumbass"

"(Name) is furious"

Morning came with a hang over, Shinchiro groggily getting up as he cracked his back as he was sore from the awkward sleeping position when a calendar was thrown at his face "shit --!"

"Shin what's the day after tomorrow?" Mikey said seriously, staring at his brother with a look one could describe as 'youre really stupid and it's making me mad'

"The bike show...?"

"AND?"

Shinchiro looked at the calender and paled considerably as he looked at the red ink that said HEAT for roughly four days "oh shit..."

"You have so much ass kissing to do"

(Name) was in the beginning stages of preheat, still a day or so until his heat so he was just bit more tense than usual as Izana and Emma gave him their pillow sheets, Emma grabbing one of Mikey's "my little pups are so sweet!" (Name) cooed, his heart was still sore from Shinchiro forgetting such a crucial thing but he was glad his little in laws were so sweet, if Shinchiro did go he knew he would have them because you see there's two types of heats:

The first is a typical one with two or more mates, usually in the goal of reproduction

Then there's the second, cuddling and scenting when pups are present as the omegas instincts recognize that their baby is present.

If Shinchiro is gone while he's in heat, he will most likely steal away his pups and cuddle and scent them and essentially baby them through instincts.

Shinchiro stood awkwardly at the door to the bedroom, Izana and Emma huffing at him before giving the couple space "shouldn't you be getting ready for your bike show?"

"Baby I'm sorry... I completely forgot"

"It literally says in bold print on the calendar!"

"I know baby I'm sorry"

Shinchiro let (name) rant and get it out of his system before looking at him teary eyed "alpha..."

And with that Shinchiro pulled him close and scented him, unable to handle his mate so upset"shhh baby I'm sorry, I was dumb" he whispered and kissed his mates head "I got you baby"

Shinchiro felt like a total idiot as he cared for his beloved mate and made sure he knew he wasn't going to the bike show.

In the end his friends and Draken went to the show as Shinchiro helped (name) with his heat and honestly? Be wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

#tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #Shinchiro x male reader #shinchiro x reader #omega male reader #omegaverse

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orchid3a · 2 years

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ARIA MY BELOVED !! let me add fuel to the smut thoughts 🥴

either rindou or wakasa + 35 ?? hehe

ask game!! (CLOSED)

PLEASURE - H. RINDOU

✦ pairing ↷ Bonten!Haitani Rindou x f!reader

✦ tws ↷ NSFW, oral sex (f receiving), edging, hair pulling, mention of face sitting, pet names, lazy very lazy beta-reading

✦ note ↷ mh... what can i say? rinnie is hot yep, also he is the type to make his face the throne of his gf

Rindou loves two things in the world, one is his brother Ran, and the other is you; yes he loves money and power, but nothing can be compared to you.

He loves you and everything about you, from the way you talk to the little things you do, like preparing his coffee without too much sugar and pancakes, or when you stroke his hair when he is sleeping in your lap.

However, nothing can be compared with the sensation of your soft thighs, crushing his head when he is eating you out.

And the sight he has whenever he is between your thighs, that makes everything hotter. Your eyes clouded with lust, your moan and whimpers, your chest full of his hickeys, thighs marked too and chest heaving, makes Rindou so proud of his work.

If he could spend hours between your leg without worrying about work, he would do it in a heartbeat, without even thinking.

Seated on the couch, legs on Rindou’s broad shoulders, his face deep into your pussy,

“R-Rin!? P-Please! Ngh–! Please make me cum!” You moan breathless, your hand finds itself tugging unconsciously at his fluffy violet hair.

When he feels your hand on his head, his eyes widen, and he stops in his tracks, looking straight into your orbs. The pleasure he felt when you tugged his hair, it was his first time, feeling something so… He didn’t even know how to describe it.

“Rin?” Your soft whimper wakes him up, as he notices your worried gaze, a soft smile grazes his face, before he blows a kiss over your glistening folds.

“Nothing princess… No… There is something.”

“What? Tell me Rin.”

“Pull my hair, while I eat you out.” His tone is so serious, you look at him confused. He can’t be serious? Why you should pull his hair? It will just hurt him.

“Pull my hair or I’m going to stop.”

“Y-You can’t do it! You can’t be that petty!” You whine as he removes your legs from his shoulders.

“I can princess, so you better pull my hair or no cumming for you~” He teases and when he sees your frown, he smirks because he won.

Rindou knows how you despise not getting what you want, and as soon as your hands grab his strands, he returns to his position.

He doesn’t even give you the time to react, that he already starts eating you out. Moans and curses leave your lips, as you pull his hair, pulling his face closer to your cunt.

And the more you pull his hair, the more Rindou gets greedy, nose deep in your pussy, his calloused hands gripping on the soft flesh of your thighs. He feels like Adam when he was in the Eden, and closer to the forbidden fruit, a fruit worthy to sin for.

His tongue slurping and licking, bullying your puffy clit, as he earns choked moans from you, Rindou drinks of your expression like a thristy man in the desert.

After years of being together, Rindou knows your body perfectly and when he sees your eyes rolling back, mouth open in a voiceless moan and your thighs crushing his head, he knows that you’re close to cum.

He will give you the best orgasm and even more today, since you behaved like his good princess, he thinks it’s right to spoil you a bit today.

Screaming his name, you came on his tongue, dirtying his chin and lips, weak you fall on the couch, Rindou still between your leg as he catches his breath.

“Fuck princess, you were so fucking hot… Wanna do more.” He murmurs, getting up and kissing your lips, and you can taste your cum mixed with his saliva.

Suddenly you find yourself seated onto his chest, Rindou now laying on the couch as a malicious grin appears on his beautiful features.

“Baby, c’mon sit on your throne… I want to feel your pretty pussy again.”

“But you just did a few minutes ago!”

“It’s never too much.” He remakes as you sigh, knowing that in the end he will win, as always.

#✒️ - aria writes #🎀- vitium #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokrev smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #tokyorev smut #rindou smut #rindou x reader #rindou x y/n #rindou x you #rindou haitani smut #tr smut #tw.edging

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em1e · 10 months

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okokokok. picture this.

chifuyu who loves to read his manga with you. he cuddles up to you as you two read the pages, and looks away where some kind of suggestive panel comes up. you giggle and tell him he doesn't have to do that, yet he doesn't care. your pictures are the only suggestive ones he dares to look at

baji who loves baths with you. he never makes them sexual, and they're always so sweet. he washes your pretty hair and rinses it, all while making sure no soap gets in your eyes. of course, it wouldn't matter if he did. he buys the tear-free stuff <3

tattoo artist!wakasa who loves practicing on his baby. their body is like a canvas ready to be explored. tries every new trend on you. his personal favorite tatto though? his initals on the back of your neck. he knows you two will be together forever, and so do you. that's why you have it, and he has a matching one on his collarbone with your initials.

bonten!koko who puts up with too much bitching and whining from the girls at his work, so he's always so relieved to come home to a warm meal and tell you about his day. You know your spot as number one in his heart, so you never feel jealous

-p.s, i will come back whenever i can with these if you enjoy them <3 feel free to give me a name, and i will happily go by it!

i am absolutely picturing these and im going to cry they are so fucking cute !!!

chifuyu probably makes it a point to look away or change the channel when something a little too suggestive comes on the tv because !!!! he doesn't wanna see that !!!! and he pouts and hides in the blankets when you tease him for it !!

and i learned baji canonically uses 3-in-1 for his own hair 😭😭 poor guy didn't know body wash and shampoo shouldn't be combined in the same bottle until he met you !! and DEF buys the Good Stuff now that you've shown him just how soft leave in conditioner can make his hair.

imagine so many matching tattoos w wakasa god im gonna puke. you see cute little designs online and show him and he's already setting up new needles and getting a pair of stencils ready <3

bonten!koko my beloved <3 probably adores being able to come home to you and the after dinner cuddles you provide, how you pull him to bed after he showers and just lay with him to tell him about your day until you're drifting off to sleep in the middle of talk of the show you'd started.

i haven't gotten a named anon yet i'm gonna cry !! how does 🧸 anon sound !! i'd love for you to keep coming by <3

#salmon rowe #chifuyu matsuno x reader #baji keisuke x reader #wakasa imaushi x reader #kokonoi hajime x reader #🧸 anon #? <3 #i absolutely adore all of these

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yusax · 1 year

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shinichiro x fem!reader • hurt/comfort • fluffy ending

Most times when Shinichiro got rejected, it was because the girls he was crushing on were infatuated with Wakasa, one of his closest friends.

Obviously, Shinichiro was sulking about it a lot but got over it rather quickly, especially once he had met you. He had fallen head over heels for you and had never been this set on making someone fall for him too. Yet, once he saw his friend talk to you more often and hanging out with him more than Shinichiro had liked, he could feel his heart crack at the mere sight of you smiling at his friend.

Shinichiro grew more quiet, more isolated, interacted less with others and was rarely seen smiling. He knew how much he had liked you, but never expected a heartache to be so gut-wrenchingly intense. Despite you not even having rejected him, he couldn't bring himself to eat, to sleep, to take care of himself properly anymore, which caused everyone around him to grow more and more concerned for him. This must be what a real heartache feels like.

It became that bad that he didn't even come to school anymore, now no longer having to see you smile next to someone else. Someone that is not him. Someone that will never be him. Tears pricked his vision as he covered his eyes with his arm. He tried to muffle his sniffles as much as he could, but to no avail. His siblings' and grandpa's hearts stung at the current state of their beloved Shinichiro.

Eventually, his friends got fed up with his act and wanted to know what was wrong with him. They could already sense some issue being there, especially when he grew even more quiet when Wakasa had approached him at school.

His friends bursted through the door. Even though their act was quite violent and made Shinichiro jump up from his laying position, he could clearly read the concern that was suffocating his friends.

Suffocating. Right. That word might fit for how he feels right now. Suffocated by the crushing weight that pushed his heart to break more and more until one day it will completely fall apart. Shinichiro tried to hinder that. He wasn't coming to school anymore. Every time he saw you his heart stung tremendously and not even his hand clasping over it could have soothed any of the pain he had endured. How could a smile so sweet like yours, eyes so bright like the stars, an expression angels could only envy. How could all that be the reason of his misery. How could that have led to such a sorrow.

Shinichiro forgot that his friends were still in his room, asking him questions as to why he hadn't come to school for two weeks. Shinichiro sat up on his bed, his eyes not meeting his friends' but the floor.

"Shinichiro." a stern voice. But it couldn't reach him. He felt lifeless. Empty. "Shinichiro!" Shinichiro raised his gaze to look up at his friend. He didn't look healthy. Obviously. He hasn't slept in days. "Why aren't you coming to school anymore? You've been here for ages, don't you want to see Y/N again?" Shinichiro's gaze hardened. "Oh, so you knew I liked her." he turned his body towards Wakasa, the latter only staring back in confusion. "Yeah, you aren't really subtle with your feelings for her." Shinichiro stood up, walking over to Wakasa. "And yet you still do this to me." "Huh?" Shinichiro grabbed Wakasa by his collar. "If you knew I liked her, why would you do this to me." it didn't seem as if Shinichiro wanted an answer. It seemed more like he wanted an affirmation that the hatred he had felt for his dear friend was valid. But to Wakasa and everyone else, it seemed accusing. "What are you talking about?" "You knew I liked her, yet you stole her away from my grasp before I could even reach my hand out." Wakasa's eyes widened at Shinichiro's glassy ones. His clasp loosing strength as his knees weakened and slowly gave up on him. "Why.. why would you- everyone. But why her? Why was it her that you got close to. It could've been anyone. Anyone." Shinichiro's voice began to tremble. His quiet sobs escaping his chapped lips as his body quaked. His friends stood over his cowering form, speechless. Wakasa couldn't even understand what he meant. Stole..her?

A sudden revelation arose in Wakasa's head. Still clutching onto his lovesick friend, he kneeled down to his level, putting a comforting arm around him. In a soft voice, he spoke, "Is that what had put you in this condition? Why you don't come to school anymore?"

Even though he didn't get a verbal answer, he took his silence as one. He led out a humorous sigh. "Shinchan, there is nothing between us." the sobs stopped and turned into silent sniffles. Wakasa took that as a sign that his friend was listening. "She was only hanging out with me because she wanted me to help her." Shinichiro lifted his head, looking at his friend incredulously. "The reason she wanted to talk to me so often was because she was too scared to talk to you" Shin's eyebrows furrowed, not understanding what his friend is trying to say. "She is an idiot, just like you." ignoring his friend's insult, he gestured him to continue. "She likes you too, Shinichiro." his eyes widened, glossing over with tears again. "That's a cruel joke" it took him all his remaining strength to let out a laugh while saying that, but his words were laced with a silent plea that his friend was not just kidding around. "I'm serious. She liked you this whole time, but thought it was better for her to wait until you lose feelings for whomever else. She was afraid you'll reject her so she asked me for help. She prepared a lot for you, but you weren't coming to school and now she worries about your wellbeing." shin felt embarrassed. Not only because he had accused his friend but also because the one that had caused him so much pain was the same one that pulled him tight into an embrace as he let out more and more sobs, staining his friend's shoulder with his tears as he sat there in silence, giving Shinichiro the comfort he needed. You could think, with his action he was actually asking for forgiveness for putting his friend through such pain, even if it wasn't actively his fault.

Days have passed and Shinichiro felt better than ever. With a flower in his hand, he made his way to you. He arrived at your classroom door. No one was there except you, sitting peacefully at your desk. A soft smile graced his lips. "Y/n" you looked up, eyes widening as you caught sight of him. "Shin! Where were you, I've missed you!-" realizing what you had just said, you tried to overplay it, but his cheeks already tinted rosé though he was never flustered. His eyes still gazed at you softly. Lovingly. "Do you feel better now? Wakasa told me you weren't feeling well." despite feeling bad for concerning you that much, he couldn't help but smile even more at how adorable you were. "Yes, I'm doing better now." he reached out to take your hands in his and lifted them to his face, as he placed both of them on each one of his cheeks. You looked at him confused, the blush on your face growing more evident. "What's wrong?" he shook his head, "nothing. Would you do me a favor?" you nodded, anticipating what favor he was talking about. "Would you.. make me yours?". You looked at him, astounded. "Wha-" "I've liked you for a while now. I like you so much, that it seems ignorant to me to use a word so insignificant. Even if you don't stand in front of me, you are still all I see. These few weeks I've actually realized how important you are to me and I might sound silly having said this, but it won't change the significance behind my words.

Will you be my girlfriend?"

You were at a loss for words. You could tell by the look in his eyes how this was not just empty sayings. He truly meant what he said. He wasn't joking around and opened his heart only for you to have.

"Are you.. confessing your feelings or proposing?" you laughed, he smiled and kissed your hand.

"Let's leave that to the future."

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #sano shinichiro #shinichiro sano #tr shinichiro #sano shinichiro fluff #sano shinichiro x reader #sano shinichiro x you #i got carried away

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