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Mitsuya as a boyfriend

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˖ ݁𖥔 ݁ KABEDON W TOKYO REVENGERS

TOKREV BOYS CAGING YOU AGAINST A WALL. ft. izana kurokawa, takashi mitsuya, & shuji hanma x f!reader

sfw. 1K wc. i’ve been sooo excited to write for izana !! & my head’s been buzzing w so many ideas after seeing a bunch of maid-sama edits back on my fyp <3

IZANA KUROKAWA. mild jealousy & possessiveness

You wonder if Izana can hear the rapid thumping of your heart as his arm comes to rest against the doorframe, his eyes looking intently into yours.

“Who was that guy you were talking to?” His voice breaks the silence, tone laced with the faintest hint of curiosity that sends a shiver down your spine.

You swallow hard, trying to compose yourself even though the proximity has heat rising all the way to the tips of your ears. “I don't know,” you mumble, your voice barely above a whisper. “He just asked for my number. And i said no.”

There's a moment of silence as izana processes your words, his gaze never leaving yours. You hold your breath, waiting for his reaction, unsure if you should add that you mentioned you have a boyfriend too.

“That’s all?” Izana finally speaks, his voice low and steady, but there's something in his eyes that betrays his calm exterior.

You nod. “That’s all.”

He exhales deeply, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he moves closer to you. His fingers brush against your cheek, lingering on your jaw for a brief moment before gently tilting your head to the side. “Izana?”

“Mhm,” he hums softly, his breath warm against your skin as he presses gentle kisses along your collarbone. “That sounds right.”

His lips move with a deliberate slowness to cover every inch of your skin, and you can’t help but melt into his touch as his lips ghost down your neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses along your skin. His arms wrap around you, pulling you closer to him, and you sigh. “That’s good.” He repeats to himself.

“Don’t pay them any attention.” Izana reminds you, his voice dropping to a soft murmur against your skin. “You’re mine.”

HANMA SHUJI. recreation of that !! scene from maid sama (he gives u a hickey on your back), reader wearing a backless dress, ‘pretty thing,’ ‘princess’

“That’s a tiny dress you got on.” Hanma muses, long arm resting just above your head as he cages you against the wall, his face coming to hover mere inches in front of yours.

“Where’s a pretty thing like you headed tonight?”

“Well, yeah,” you pout, adjusting the thin strap of your dress. “I’m going to my friend’s birthday party tonight.”

You struggle to read the expression on his face, amused eyes lingering on the simple design of your dress, ignoring the way you huff impatiently.

“Backless?”

“Yeah, backless. I’m leaving now.” With a quick tilt of your head, you try to gauge his reaction again, a part of you skeptical to whether or not he’s planning something this time.

He only responds with a slow hum, chuckling a bit when you rudely swat his arm off the wall, gaze following the natural sway of your hips as you mumble something in annoyance and walk away.

Backless…he thinks.

That’s right— backless.

An idea pops into his head, his lips curling into a mischievous grin. Without a second thought, he reaches out to roughly tug at one of your wrists, pulling you back towards him in one swift motion.

“The hell are you doing-” you snap, your voice trailing off into a sharp intake of breath when you feel his lips press against the middle of your back. “S-shuji!” You protest, heart racing as you feel the warmth of his lips press against your skin.

There’s a pop when he pulls back slightly to look up at you, a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips.

“Oh? You’re going? With that hickey on your back?” His voice comes out low, tinged with too much amusement for your liking.

“Hope you have fun, princess.”

TAKASHI MITSUYA. he takes care of you when you’re feverish

“You shouldn’t be out of bed right now.” Mitsuya’s voice breaks the silence, and you stop dead in your tracks.

There’s an exasperated groan from you, your hand coming to rub at your temples. Of course he would be awake— you really thought you had waited long enough before trying to sneak downstairs.

“I want cake, Mitsuya.” You whine, arms folding over your chest. “‘M not sick anymore. The fever’s gone down.”

“Is that so?” Mitsuya’s tone sounds both amused and skeptical as he steps closer, watching the way you start to fidget with the sleeves of your shirt. You give him a quick and desperate nod to confirm, and it’s all a little too suspicious for his liking.

But before you can protest further, his arms come around you, caging you against the wall, and you suck in a sharp breath as he scans you up and down. His gaze is focused and intentional— and you feel your heart rate pick up.

“Interesting,” he whispers, warm breath grazing your skin. It sends a violent shiver down your spine. “Let me check.”

“W-wait you shouldn’t—” your protests are halted as he leans even closer, until his face is just an inch in front of yours. He thinks it’s cute the way your eyes slam shut involuntarily, your heart pounding against your chest at the proximity. His forehead presses gently against yours, and you can feel the subtle warmth of his skin.

“Liar.” He murmurs softly, his lips brushing against yours so gently you almost miss it. “You’re burning up.”

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(🐉)² ; happy birthday, draken ! <( ⸝⸝•̀ - •́⸝⸝)>

draken tag: @manjibunny ♡ / tokrev collab w @half-baked-biscuit

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random texts #2 || tokyo rev.

synopsis: more shinanigans lol pairing: mitsuya x fem!reader, chifuyu x fem!reader warnings: mature topics ahead, MDI. suggestive language, reader is just being unreasonable for the sake of entertainment (it backfires) (NOT CLICKBAIT)!!!!, mild bullying, vulgar language (pussyyy), kindaaaa toxic behavior(?) and I think that's it :) note: hear ye, hear ye - yet another attempt at fighting writer's block woooo

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Mitsuya as a boyfriend

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Mitsuya Takashi top 10 looks!

10. Toman tracksuit, he looks cute here especially with how big the jacket looks!

9. Handcrafts host club, baby Mitsuya dressing up to help Yasuda out! He doesn't even seem to realise how enamoured those girls beside him are

8. Hairstyle with his dragon tattoo fully showing, love seeing his tattoo! It's just a shame when you remember why he had this hair...

7. Handcrafts cardigan, love his soft look here!

6. Wedding guest suit, not much to say about this one he just looks good!

5. Toman uniform, ok the typical toman uniform is good but this one below deserves a specific shoutout, the patterns are just so pretty! (Though he should do his jacket up before he catches a cold or something)

4. Alternative cover, the colour's here are just so cool!

3. Exhibition outfit, the colours, the patterns, the hidden dragon, everything about this is just wow.

2. Designer Mitsuya, he looks so good with his glasses on while he's concentrating on work like that. Also the clip in his hair!!!!

1. Dark haired future Mitsuya, does this one need an explanation? I think most of the fandom is slightly in love with this Mitsuya

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𝙻𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢

(𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝙼𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚢𝚊 𝚇 𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

The last thing Takashi expected when he walked into your shared apartment was the view of his beautiful girlfriend collecting toys and pillows off the ground, placing them in a woven basket within her hands.

"Taka, I'm so sorry," you said quickly, standing up fully and gazing up at your newlywed husband with wide eyes. "Your mom brought your sisters over while you were at work and I said I could handle them on my own, but they went to bed later than I thought they would so I had no time to clean the apartment. "

As you rambled on, continuing your various cleaning of the living room, Takashi couldn't help but grin at you. The sight of you rambling and explaining your day, wearing one of his old shirt and boxers, hair a mess and makeup gone made his heart swell. He had never really understood the idea of falling in love all over again, but as he saw you now, he understood it completetly.

"And now I'm like, crazy hungry, because I didn't have time to make us dinner. So I was thinking we just make some mac and cheese and have our own little dinner together. How does that-" You halted your rambling when you noticed Takashi gazing at you with a wide and fond smile on his face. You furrowed your brows at him, a look of confusion crossing your features, which only appeared to make Takashi's smile grow wider. "Why're you staring at me like that?"

"You've never looked more beautiful," Takashi stated softly, dropping his bag beside the front door and approaching you.

You let out a light scoff at the compliment, but couldn't help the flush of your cheeks. "Our wedding day? Nah, nothing compared to the messy look of your wife in boxers and with bags under her eyes," you said sarcastically, letting your arms drape lazily over his shoulders as he tugged you towards him by the waist.

"What can I say? You always look beautiful," he shrugged, nuzzling his face tiredly into your neck. "You look especially adorable in my clothes." You chuckled and watched as he bent down, picking up a few of the toys.

"You're in a good mood," you giggle at him, watching as he cleans the living room.

"I'm always in a good mood when I'm around you," he said, looking over his shoulder at you with a gentle smile on his face. You tilted your head at him as he gazes at you with that content expression. "I could stare at you all day."

"You spoil me," you scoffed, wacking him lightly with a stuffed animal.

"I would argue, you deserve to be spoiled," Takashi chuckled, standing up and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

You rolled your eyes at him but leaned forward, inching closer to his lips.

Just before you met in the middle, a small voice called out.

"Y/n?"

You both turned to see Mana standing in the doorway, eyes obviously heavy with sleep and a small stuffed fox from your childhood in her arms.

"Aren't you supposed to be asleep?" you said softly, kneeling in front of the eight year old.

"I got scared," Mana stated, looking up at you with wide eyes. She looked around you to see her older brother. "Can you come stay with me and Luna?"

"Yeah, I'll be right there-"

"No, Y/n." Mana pouted up at her older brother, quick to cut him off, much to his surprise. "I want Y/n."

Takashi looked at you with an apologetic look. "Mana, Y/n's been taking care of you all night," he said softly, approaching his sister slowly. "I'll put you to bed. Let her rest."

Mana's tired lip jutted out before she began to open her mouth in protest.

"I can do it," you said softly, taking the girl's hand. Takashi frowned slightly as his sister's eyes lit up. "I'll be back when she falls asleep," you said, allowing the pink haired child to drag you back to the guest bedroom where she and her sister were sleeping. "Why can't you sleep?" you asked the younger of the two as you helped her climb into bed with her sister, who was conveniently sleeping soundly.

"I don't like the dark," she stated gently, shifting under the covers. "I think the grim reaper is gonna come and reap my soul."

You blinked in surprise at the girl's fear, mentally reminding yourself to scold Takashi for allowing his sisters to indulge in such media. "Well, I happen to know an excellent song to scare away the reaper and protect your soul," you said, kneeling beside the bed to look at the girl.

"You're lying," she said, narrowing her eyes at you.

"Wanna bet?" you whispered softly. "I'll sing you to sleep and if you wake up with your soul intact you know it works."

Mana hesitated for a moment, narrowing her eyes at you before nodding.

You smiled at her before beginning to sing softly. You index finger began to gently stroke her nose, starting from her forehead to the tip of her nose slowly. A trick you had learned working with other children. As you sang and gently stroked her nose, her eyes began to flutter closed.

When you heard her gentle snores and even breathing, you took that as your sign to stand and creep out of the bedroom.

As you entered the living room, you were met with the soft snores of your husband. You smiled softly at the sight of him sleeping on the couch, limbs sprawled out lazily, and a bit of drool slipping from the corner of his lips. You quietly approached him, kneeling beside his head beside the couch.

"Taka," you whispered, bringing your knuckles up to brush against his cheekbone gently. "Taka."

Takashi stirred slightly, letting out a small groan as his hand came up to hold your own. "Hi," he said tiredly, his eyes opening in a thin eyed squint as he looked at you. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah," you said softly, brushing your thumb over his knuckles with a smile. "Taka?"

"Yeah, Y/n/n?" he hummed, forcing his eyes to stay open as he shifted to face you.

"Let's have a baby."

That woke Takashi up real quick. You stumbled back at how quickly he sat up, a massive grin spreading across his face. "What?"

"Let's have a baby," you repeated with a grin of your own. "I wanna have a family with you, Taka."

"You have no idea how happy that makes me," Takashi grinned, pulling you against him. It was an odd angle but he needed to feel you close to him. "Let's do it right now. The girls are asleep?"

Your eyes went wide as you nodded. He quickly scooped you into his arms and began to carry you towards your bedroom, his lips never leaving your neck. "I'm going to fill you up so well, princess."

Border by @saradika

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I wanna check if the TRV fandom is alive or not

Reblog if you are a part of the Tokyo revengers fandom and consume TR content

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Hakkai: Why are your tongues purple?

Mitsuya:. We had slushies. I had a blue one...

Y/n: I had a red one~

Hakkai: oh.

Hakkai:

Hakkai: OH.

Luna and Mana:..

*Mana looking at the two with the eyes purity*: You drank each other's slushies?

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Take Care of You | Mitsuya Takashi x Fem!Reader (NSFW/18+)

it was no secret that your fashion designer boyfriend was a an absolute workaholic, but on this day you decided to gift him with a few moments of pleasure to help him relax.

content warnings: MDNI, explicit smut, established relationship, oral (male receiving), explicit language, praise kink, pet names (love, sweetheart, baby, darling, princess, good girl), mitsuya gets a little rough (with reader’s permission ofc), cum swallowing wc: 1.8k a/n: happy birthday to my favorite lavender lover 💜 who gives and gives and gives, but when does he RECEIVE? here, he does— it’s just a small piece of what he deserves for being the incredible man that he is! 🤭 not proofed to filth ;

special shout out to my sister wife in smut, @bertholdts--butt ! this was kind of a collaboration for Taka’s special day. please go check out her fic !!

You always knew where to find him— that same old drafting table in his studio, working on yet another design for his next show. Either sketching, researching textiles, or hand sewing intricate details. He was meticulous, focused, and definitely overworked. 

But for Takashi, everything was a labor of love. He loved his blooming career, the long hours, creating beautiful garments with his hands. He had silent pride for making the founding members of Toman their first gang jackets, and relished every chance to fix a rip or tear in one of his sisters’ dresses. He has made you countless pieces, tailored to perfection. From gowns to comfy cardigans, and the lingerie sets he adored to see you in— you were his muse, and he gave you the best of everything he could muster. 

It was also no secret that he was the domestic powerhouse of your relationship together. For your boyfriend, household tasks were second nature, having to act like an adult at the ripe age of ten. He did everything around your home without so much as one complaint, and politely refused most of the help you offered him. You couldn’t lie and say that your relationship didn’t feel… unbalanced. 

That’s why you came up with the idea to give something back to him today. You watched as he hand-stitched some tulle onto another piece of fabric, habitually bouncing one of his legs to a beat of a song you couldn’t hear. He was so damn cute when he was working on his fashion stuff. But you knew how to make him even cuter-looking.

You waltzed into the room and placed a gentle hand on his back. “Just how long have you been in here today?”

Takashi briefly glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and then tilted his head back to you. “I’m guessing five… six hours?”

“Takashi, why don’t you take a break? Relax for a little?” You wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek.

He chuckled, “Sorry, my love. I have a deadline next week.” He put down the sewing needle on the table in front of him and placed his hand in your arm, giving it a gentle squeeze. 

“You work too hard, Taka… I worry about you sometimes.”

“I’m fine, I promise,” he resumed his concentrated hand sewing. “Just let me finish this part here.”

You released your arms from his neck, feeling a bit defeated in your attempt to pull him away from his work table.

Then you came up with an even better idea.

You walked around to the other side of the table, feigning interest in some of the works in progress and sketches on the surface. When you were directly across from Takashi, who barely noticed you hadn’t left the room, you crouched down and ducked your head under the table. 

You crawled on your hands and knees over to him perched in his rolling chair. Your hands touched his knees and you heard a small yelp from above. When Takashi rolled back he was sucking on his thumb like he pricked himself with the needle he was working with. “What are you doing down there?”

“Well, if you won’t leave this table,” your hands crept further up, rubbing along the crotch of his pants. “I can help you relax right here.” Your fingers moved deftly to his belt and began undoing it.

Takashi let out a somewhat nervous laugh. “Sweetheart, you don’t have to do that.”

You playfully tugged the button of his pants open. “Yeah, but I want to. Wanna take care of you, Taka.” You began undoing his zipper, maintaining eye contact with him. “You keep working… if you can,” you said with a wink.

Takashi’s lavender eyes widened a bit at your jesting. He was still holding the pieces of fabric on the table, almost frozen watching your movements as you gingerly freed his quickly hardening cock from his boxers.

It only took a few tender strokes of your soft hand to get him at full attention. As focused as he usually was on his work, he couldn’t deny that you aroused him faster than the drop of a pin. He closed his eyes and let out a small sigh, feeling the effects of your hand movements almost immediately.

Takashi had a very pretty cock– impressive length, a pretty pink tip and a nice vein that ran down the underside. You stuck out your tongue and gave the vein a wet lick from base to tip, and a gasp left his lips. You placed a kiss to his head and wetted your lips before taking it into your mouth, giving it a gentle suck.

You couldn’t tell, but Takashi was gripping the fabric he had been working on with one hand, and gripping the table in front of him with the other. A barely audible groan hummed from his chest. 

“Mmmph– baby…”

You quickly worked the rest of his length into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down until you felt his dick hit the back of your throat. He was big, and you struggled to fit the entirety of it into your mouth, but for his sake you pushed on. 

Takashi’s breathy moans were progressively getting louder as you took more of him in. Your tongue running along the bottom of his cock felt like heaven. His head kissing the back of your throat was pure ecstasy. Your pretty soft lips wrapped around him was one of his favorite things he had ever felt.

It wasn’t often he allowed you to pleasure him directly. Most of the time, it was him that took the lead, and he was always focused on you over himself. He could make you cum several times before even penetrating you with his cock. His sheer dedication to your pleasure was undeniable. But every so often, like now, you were able to get him in a position where you had control over his pleasure.

Takashi placed a gentle hand on the back of your head, not giving you any push or pull, allowing you to set your own pace as you hollowed your cheeks around his length. 

“Fuck– so good to me, aren’t you, love?” 

You pulled his dick for your mouth with a little pop and replaced it with your hand, giving him a few wet strokes. 

“‘Kashi, you can be rougher,” you batted your eyelashes a few times and bit your bottom lip that had remnants of spit laying across it.

“Dear, I– ugh– don’t want to hurt you…” his voice was already strained. He was always a bit timid with being too rough with you, but you thoroughly enjoy when he actually gets carried away and focuses on himself.

“Dammit, Taka, use me. I want you to.” 

The affirmation was like a song to him, the aggressive tone coming from your adorable lips nearly pushed him over the edge, groaning as you resumed your ministrations with your mouth.

Takashi then took a handful of hair from the back of your head, and pushed you as far down his length as he could, feeling his tip push past the opening of your throat. You were absolutely gagging on his cock, nose pressed flush against his abdomen, placing one of your hands on his thigh and giving it a firm squeeze. He knew that until you were tapping your hand against his leg, you were fine and he didn’t have to stop.

He pulled you back up and watched as your lips dragged slowly up his cock, your tongue swirling around his tip that earned a stiff groan from his agape mouth. He then began to bob your head up and down at a rougher and faster pace, chasing his high that he knew was approaching soon. His hips started to buck upward, desperate to feel himself as deep into your throat as he could. Tears began to prick at the corners of your eyes.

“F-fuck, my darling knows how to take my cock, huh?”

You moaned in time with his thrusting of your head meeting his pelvis. The vibrations from deep within your throat eliciting a reaction from Takashi, tossing his head back with a louder, pleasured groan, continuing his neverending praises for your mouth.

“Mmmph– princess… s’ good… ‘m a– lucky guy… my–my good girl, ugh–”

He was absolutely babbling, drunk off the slickness of your tongue and your plump lips. This is what you wanted– for the love of your life to think of himself instead of others for a change. He deserved this for all of the incessant work he did for the both of you to live a happy life. You alway want to do more for him, give him his own selfish satisfaction and please him like he always did for you.

His moaning was growing desperate, increasing in pitch and the pace of his hip thrusts started to grow faster. You blinked back the stinging tears in your eyes, keeping the firm grip on Takashi’s thigh so he wouldn’t stop.

“Look– up here, baby.”

You looked up to meet Takashi’s blown pupils and blushed face. His fucked expression and hot breath fanning down across your cheeks was making you a dripping mess under the table. He was so fucking gorgeous like this.

Takashi then held your head down in place, opting to reach his orgasm by fucking his cock into your throat with his hip thrusts alone. 

“My– my fuckin’ princess gonna… take my cum like a good girl, yeah?” 

Your tears fell from your lashes at the question, the only response you could give was a weak nod in between his thrusts and another squeeze to his thigh. 

“Fuck– Fuck! ‘M cummin’, baby–”

He then thrusted his cock into your mouth one last time, a growl rumbling deep within his chest, before you felt his hot ropes of cum at the very back of your throat, doing your best not to gag while he finished and keeping your throat open.

With Takashi panting above your head, you allowed a few moments for him to ride out his orgasm before you lightly tapped on the side of his leg, asking him to let you off. He obliged and let you slide off of his length, leaving a little kiss to his tip.

“Show me how good you did, princess.” Takashi asked through shallow breaths.

You were more than happy to stick out your tongue for him, having swallowed all of his load with enjoyment.

He let out a sultry chuckle from his chest and helped you to your feet to wrap his arms around your waist. You leaned forward and placed your swollen lips onto his, kissing him deeply and feeling him sigh into your mouth. When you pulled away, he weakly chased your lips as if he needed more.

“How are you feeling, dear? Relaxed now?” you ask him with a giggle.

“Mmm, I could relax some more,” he left a few open-mouthed kisses to your jaw, and you melted into him.

“Care to relax more in the bedroom then?”

“Lead the way, my love.” xx

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Daddys and his friend

SoftDom!Mitsuya x BabyGirl!Sub!Reader x SoftDomKakucho

MDNI! MINORS DO NOT READ!

Masterlist:

a/n: This one is caused by some random thought that went out of hand. i wrote it in one session and am glad it came out HALFWAY okay.

Synopsis: Takashi Mitsuya and you are a couple and he wants to reward you with a nice playsession, that involves his friend, Kakucho Hitto

Trigger warnings: afab-reader , mentions of unprotected sex, fingering, mutual Masturbation, Anal, petnames: Good girl, Baby, Perfect girl, Sweet girl, Princess, treasure, Angel and Dear

word count: 2,326

Once you stepped through the door of your shared apartment and heard the door close, you felt Takashi hands wrap around your body from behind and his nose press against your neck. His hands went up, and he began to fondle your tits. His fingers began to rub over the area where your nipples would be. It was a hot day, so you only wore a crop top, sweatpants, and as underwear, a thin bra and some random panties. "Ahhh~" you moaned "T-taka~? What are you doing~?" You leaned your head back, so it's on his shoulder. He took the access to your neck as an invitation and began to bite and suck on your neck. "I can't help it, baby. You are just so fucking pretty. I love those tits. They are so fucking beautiful. I wanna suck them so badly. Will you be a good girl and let Daddy suck on them?" He didn't even wait for an answer. He pulled up the crop top and yanked down the bra. Not only that, but he began to draw circles around your nipples and squeeze down on the meat. Your nipples stood hard and perky, ready to be messed with. He pinched them, rolled them between his fingers, and pulled on them. Your moaning became louder. He gasped and cursed again. Then he turned you around and leaned down to push his face between your tits. "Could fucking die between those tits. So fucking precious." He grabbed onto them, cupped them in his soft hands, and began to kiss the two mountains. Then he gave one of your nippels a flat lick, and you whimpered. He wrapped his lips around your left nipple and began to sloppily suck on it. He swirled his tongue around it and sucked like no tomorrow. Your hands found their way into his hair. Once your nippel was red and puffy from the sucking, he swapped to the other one. You could already feel how unbelievable wet you were. His fingers massaged your tits and held them up so he had a better angle.

He took one of your hands and placed it on his crouch, so you felt his hard cock. He threw away your top and the bra right after before grabbing the back of your neck and forcing a kiss on you. The kiss was messy. Wet and sloppy. Drool was running everywhere. You helped him take off his shirt and unzip his jeans. He pulled down his jeans and boxers, just enough so his cock would be freed. You loved his cock. It was large and long. It had some pretty veins on it, and the tip had a cute share of pink. You don't know what came over Mitsuya. He was so rough that day, but you loved it.

He grabbed your hand and brought it to his cock, and you instantly understood what he wanted. You wrapped your fingers around his cock and began to give him long and intense strokes, which earned you a long groan from him. 

He locked your lips again, and you felt his hand slide down your stomach into your sweatpants. His fingers went past your panties and brushed over your little bundle of nerves, which caused you to moan into the kiss. It took him no time to slide two fingers into your already drooling cunt and pumping, in and out. He leaned back and looked you directly in the eyes while you two touched each other. You couldn't stop looking at him, your hand still pumping his cock. He licked his lips, a third finger in your pussy, the thumb rubbing your clit. You felt close. You were almost there, and he could feel that. "Don't close your eyes, baby. Let Daddy see those pretty eyes when you cum over my fingers."

He grabbed your hips to keep you steady on your feet when you began to shake. Your eyes locked onto his when you were almost at the sweet, sweet climax. 

"Cum for me, baby. Cum for Daddy. You are doing so fucking good for me. Fuck….cum. Cum, baby!"

And you did. You came all over his fingers. You fell forward against his shoulder, and he steadied you. Your hands never stopped pumping his dick; you could hear him moan and groan because of that. "Such a fucking perfect girl...baby...I have a surprise for you. Because you've been such a fucking treasure to me. I have something for my sweet girl."

You looked up to him. Completely delirious. You stopped pumping his cock and leaned back. He then pushed down your sweatpants and panties and after that his pants and boxers. Then he led you to the bedroom. You thought you two would just fuck on the bed and that would be the end of it, but when the bedroom door swung open, your jaw just dropped. 

At the edge of the bed sat Mitsuya's friend, Kakucho Hitto. He was completely naked, his cock in hand. He was stroking his rock-hard cock and smirking at both of us. "You weren't lying when you said her moans are Devine. Fuck. Had me hard just from hearing her....And her body….shit….I could bust just looking at her…" Kakuchos eyes went up and down your body. Your head turned, and you looked at Takashi, who just smirked at you. "She really is my perfect little angel. … what do you think, princess? Do you like your surprise? ...tonight we will make you feel good, baby. It's all about you. You will be a good girl and let Kakucho use your body, right? Be a good girl for Daddy too, hmm?"

Your brain shut down, and you just nodded. "Then go on, princess. Show our guests some love." 

You kneeled down between Kakuchos legs and looked up at him. A smile was on your face when you took his hands off his cock and began to replace them with your own. He was slightly bigger and girthier then your partners cock so you needed both hands. You leaned down and licked the tip, which caused him to groan. You looked up to see a tint of pink on his cheeks, which made you smile. He was so cute. You felt his hands grabbing onto your hair. "Can I be a little rough with you, angel? Gonna let me fuck your mouth?" and you nodded. He slowly thrusted upwards and your head downwards, which caused you to gag and tear up. He groaned as he wiped off your tears. "What a cute fucking girl! Her throat is so perfect. Keep going, baby. You can do it. We know you can." you tried to focus on breathing to take his cock as good as possible when you suddenly felt something cold on your ass. Mitsuya poured lube on your hole, which caused you to shiver and moan against Kakuchos cock. "Don't worry, baby, this will feel so good for you" Takashi said. You felt his fingers rubbing your asshole, which made you whine. You never done anal before, and while you talked about it before, you weren't expecting it now. You felt his index finger pushing into your virgin asshole. Your eyes rolled back as Kakucho kept fucking your mouth. Takashi was gentle, slowly pushing in and pulling out, stretching your hole out before adding a second finger and eventually a third. At that point, you were just a drooling mess. Your pussy was clenching around nothing as Takashis fingers moved faster and faster in your ass. "Is she ready already? I don't think I can wait much longer. I really wanna cum in her pussy." kakucho stated. Takashi chuckled and gave him a nod before pulling his fingers back out. "Baby we will make you feel so good now." Kakucho pulled your head off his cock and kissed your lips. You then felt your almost limp body pulled on the bed. Kakucho was lying against the headboard on his back, and Takashi was still behind you. He kissed your shoulder before whichpering "Go ride his cock, baby. Make Kakucho feel good with your pussy, okay?" 

You nodded and climbed on top of Kakucho. You used your hand to position the tip at your entrance and then lowered yourself onto him. He was big, so you had to go slow, and while his hands were on your hips, he didn't push you down. "You do so fucking good, princess. Taking my cock in your tiny pussy nice and slow. Feeling all stretched out by me. God. You look so gorgeous, stuffed with my cock. I can't wait to cream the insides of your pussy."

Your face blushed when you heard all the praise. When you were fully bottomed out, Takashi stopped you from moving. "Wait a second, baby. Now it's my turn to join in." You looked back in confusion when you felt his cock against your asshole. You whimper, but he just kissed your neck and shoulder before whispering, "Shhh. Relax angel. You can take it. I'm sure you can. This will feel amazing. You are such a precious girl, baby. My little baby girl." he then slowly pushed his cock into your asshole. You whined a little in pain, but then felt Kakuchos fingers against your clit, rubbing it. "Relax baby. Let him in." he said. You tried to take deep breaths to relax your body as he pushed inside your hole. Once he is fully in, you three just sit there for a moment. "You're doing so fucking good, baby. Fuck....Your ass is so tight…..it's so fucking good." He gave you more and more kisses all over your neck and shoulders. 

A few moments pass before Takashi asked "can I move angel?" and all you could do was nod. Then you felt them move. One went in, and one pulled out. They alternated, and all you could do was rip your eyes open. Your upper body fell over against Kakuchos chest and held onto his shoulders. One of his hands was still rubbing your clit while the other held onto the plush of your hips. Takashis hands found there way on your tits, cupping them and playing with your nippels. "Doing so fucking good for us~ such a perfect little girl." "Yea. I can feel her squirm every time you thrust into her ass." Takashi leaned in now, pushing you deeper onto Kakucho's chest. You were pressed into a sandwich position as they both kept thrusting into you. The pace was increased and your vision went blurry. Your lips found Kakuchos and you began to make out, his tongue invading your mouth, fighting for dominance. You felt your core tighten as your pussy got violated more and more. Kakucho broke the kiss "Are you close, baby? Will you cum for us?....do it. Cum for us, baby girl. Cream all over my cock. I want to see you make a mess on me, dear." His hands both grabbed onto your hips as his hips pistoned upward more aggressively. You whined and pressed your face into his neck. As they kept chanting for you to cum. You came and you body began to uncontrollably shake. "fuck she is milking me for all I have. What a fuckinh good girl….such a good….fucking...girl…"

He kept fucking into you until his breath got heavier and heavier. "I'm gonna cum, baby. Can I cum in that pretty pussy? Can I ruin the inside of you? You want that, right?" You were so fucked out that all you could do was frantically nod. He groaned like an animal before he pumped into you a few more times before emptying his balls inside your pussy. "Fuck...fuck, fuck…fuck…."

Takashi laughed as he kept fucking your tight asshole. "Such a fucking good girl...does Kakuchos cum feel good, baby? Hm?....don't worry, angel, I'm almost there…..almost….fuck…….moan for me baby..beg for Daddys cum...beg for Daddy to paint that little asshole of yours white…" he was teasing you as if he wasn't balls deep in your hole. Tears ran down your cheeks as you tried to form a sentence but you just couldn't bring one out. "Common Mitsuya….she is completely fucked out...no way she can even talk right now. Don't bully our little girl. She did so well….she deserves a reward, right angel?" and you nodded. You heard Takashi chuckle behind you as he grabbed onto your hips, lifted them up a little, which caused Kakucho to slide out of you. It made you whine before you felt Takashi thrust even deeper inside. You had the feeling he was rearranging your guts. He wasn't talking anymore. He was only grunting and growling. The thrusts grew more and more aggressive. He bit your shoulder before he gave you one final thrust. He shot his hot cum deep inside your ass….it felt do fucking good. He let go of your hips and you fell back onto Kakucho. He wrapped his arms around you and Takashi fell to the side next to you before cuddling up to you too. "Wow….fuck…..that was better than I expected and I already expected it to be insane…." Kakucho laughed. Takashi was still panting and your brain was empty. "You two need a break?...you okay?" and you both just nodded. Takashi pulled you between them and hugged you, tight and kissed you face and rubbed your back. "You did so well, princess... So good for me....for us...I love you so much." you held onto him and smiled. He never forgot to give you the aftercare you needed. Then you felt Kakucho cuddling up from behind and kissing your shoulder "mhm...very good job, baby. We are so proud of you."

At that moment, you felt like you were in heaven…..two men taking care of you in such a sweet way. You kissed Takashi's lips and felt him wrap your leg around his hip. It was all soft and sweet until….you felt something hard rubbing against your belly.

"Again?!"

He laughed.

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Carl: You can’t make everyone like you, you’re not Y/n.

Michonne: What? Not everyone likes Y/n.

Rick: Who doesn’t?

Michonne: Well-

Rick: *pulls his gun out* Names. Now. Give me their names.

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Fiending for Daryl x F!reader at the point where they're super domestic and sexually comfortable with each other. Like making jokes like "I'll do that thing you like if you take Dog for a walk ;)" and just being super teasing and playful with each other

lazy mornings w/ daryl

daryl x f!reader

wc: 1k

warnings: teasing, slight allusions to sex, mdni

a/n: omfg i adored this idea. thinking about daryl finally super comfortable with you, able to relax and just be himself is just🥹 i hope this is close to what you wanted!! i kinda got carried away in my imagination with this one lol. alsooo, i have a few other requests i’m working on, i promise i’m not skipping anyone’s i just take forever to write:,)

daryl would absolutely love to tease you. he just loved to see that little spark flash in your eyes, reminding him that you want him and he has you.

he was incredibly shy initiating anything sexual during the first couple years of your relationship. and still to this day it’s not often that he’ll outright vocalize his lust, but rather use his actions and subtle, playful remarks that’ll have you ready to pounce on him the first moment you get. the little sanctuary you call home is his favorite place in the world, and it was only ever you who got to see this goofy, mischievous side of him.

and he found he couldn’t help himself, watching you around the house, so casual and domesticated.

you’d play quiet music often on the little record player he’d found, hair tied up in some messy knot, loose shorts and a small t-shirt the only things adorning your soft skin as you read, or cooked, or whatever hobby was interesting you at the time. it brought out intense feelings inside of him, ones he never imagined he’d ever feel and it almost made him giddy. so happy he could provide that safety for you to simply be, and ravenously hungry to devour you whole any chance he got.

it must’ve been sometime in early may he figured. the sun was bright in the sky no later than 6am the past few weeks. mornings still brisk but afternoons hot and nearing swim-worthy. you both rose late that day, having spent a little extra time in bed where the light flooded through the cabin windows, glowing across fluffy sheets and warm skin, simply too soothing to move from right away. he always woke before you and always had to drink you in for a while, admiring how the sun danced through the strands of your wild hair across the pillows. your chest rose so fluently and calmly it made his own tight. he’d ingrain that picture deep in his memory; your vibrant, lively body something he’d protect till his last dying breath.

you had a leg propped outside the blankets, tossed close to his body subconsciously and he brought his fingers to the soft skin of your exposed thigh, painting invisible shapes. it only took a few minutes before you started mumbling sleepily as he dragged them upwards, towards your inner thigh.

“mmm, good morning,” you breathed softly, eyes still shut but a lazy smile gracing your features.

“mornin' sunshine,” he drawled, leaning down to press light kisses over his artwork. “sleep alright?”

“mhm, you?”

he nodded against your skin. he always slept well next to you, especially now he had you all to himself; your little hole in the woods providing much-needed peace and solitude after all the years without. just you, dog, and acres of tall green trees.

speaking of which, he noticed the door creaking open behind him as he placed more nips and kisses, paws padding across the wooden floors at the sound of your voices finally awake.

his tongue dragged up, grazing over the hem of your panties. your hips shifted beneath him as you moaned softly. “can we make it an agreement that you always wake me up like this?” you gasped when his hands joined in, massaging your plush hips with strong hands.

he snorted at that, “i already always do.”

“mm, right,” you muttered quickly distracted as your hands found purchase on his soft brown locks. your morning brain never failed to amuse him. you’d mutter nonsense half asleep, sure to barely remember when you fully came too.

his fingers were just slipping under the waistband when dog whimpered quietly behind you both. a smirk cast over his face, already hearing your whines of dismay at what he was about to do.

“think somebody needs a mornin' walk,” he pulled away with a kiss to the little bow at the hem. a low groan followed in suit just as he expected and he chuckled slightly.

“D… just a few more minutes.”

but he was already dragging his body off the mattress, grabbing a random strewn shirt and pulling it over his head.

“such a tease, dixon,” he heard from the bed, turning to see you propped up with a phony pout. the corners of his eyes crinkled in a grin at your state, hair wild from sleep, and cheeks flushed pink.

“how bout this,” he bargained, leaning back down to peck your ankle and slowly up your calf. “we take him out quickly, and then i’ll bring ya right back here and let ya have yer way with me… sound fair?”

he watched as you feigned contemplation.

“come on, look at that face,” he pointed to dog, who sat patiently at the foot of the bed, tail wagging.

“never thought i’d get cockblocked by a dog, but, alas,” you sighed, trying your best to cover the grin on your face.

daryl bent over, shielding dog's ears. “hey! he can hear ya y’know,” and there was so more hiding your grin, giggles escaping your lips in fit.

he’d never seen you move so fast after that, speedily throwing on a top that barely covered your ass and rushing to the front door.

“come on doggy boy! your dad and i have a date, we gotta make this quick,” you mused loudly through the house, dog chasing after you.

he couldn’t help but shake his head in laughter, following after his family blissfully. this was definitely his favorite place in the world.

sorry i’m so cheesy byyee❤️

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Daryl’s feet felt heavy on the stairs and across the porch. You heard his boot steps inside and were immediately up, rushing toward the front door. A heavy sigh escaped the archer as he reached for the doorknob. He was weary. It had been an entirely crappy couple of days. They’d barely been able to find any useful supplies on the scavenge trip.

Before his fingers could even touch the brass of the knob, it pulled inward and you were standing there with tousled hair and a grin on your face that seemed brimming with sunlight. His eyes drifted over you. You were wearing your favorite pair of socks, surprisingly soft wool ones that were clearly too big and folded and bunched around your calves. You were wearing one of his sweaters, also far too large. The hem was brushing your bare thighs.

“Hi,” you greeted him, still beaming.

Some of the pain in his shoulders and back seemed to diminish just at the sight of you. “Hey,” he drawled, stepping in toward you across the threshold. He tugged the door gently from your hand and shut it behind him and that’s when you barreled into him, your body flush against his, your arms wrapping around him tightly. You ear came to his chest and you closed your eyes as you listed to the steady whoosh of his heart. Daryl let out a low chuckle, some of the fatigue falling from him now too. His arms hugged you back tightly.

“I missed you so much,” you breathed.

“Missed ya too,” he murmured, tucking a kiss into your hair. “Can’t imagine I smell too good…” he murmured.

“Shut up,” you retorted, pulling back. “I don’t even care.”

Daryl let his pack and his crossbow slip from his shoulder and hardly had any notice before you looped your arms around his neck and jumped to wrap your legs around his waist. You tucked your face in against his neck and breathed in his smell. Musky. Wood smoke. Leather. Autumn air. Grass after a rainstorm.

Daryl had to shift to regain his balance and laughed as he brought his arms up to loop around to support you. “Christ, woman… Can’t even hardly let me get in the damn door,” he said.

“Nope. I can’t.” You pulled back to look into his blue eyes and brushed some of his wavy hair out of his face. “I missed you.”

Daryl smiled. This is what he fought for. This is what he did everything for… He hugged you more tightly and carried you straight toward the bed you shared.

Prompt: “Sometimes you have to go home to remind yourself what you’re fighting for.”

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“I gotta get up, babe. ’M s'posed to go meet up with Aaron,” Daryl drawled, sleep still coloring his voice.

You only moved into him more tightly and nuzzled your face in against his neck, pressing your lips softly to his skin. Daryl’s eyes closed and he let out a sigh that made you smile.

“Why’re ya doin’ this to me?” he said, a smile in his voice. His arm looped around and pressed you into him.

“Because,” you said, kissing his neck again, “I’m tired of being the sensible one all the time. It’s my turn to be unreasonable.”

Daryl laughed lightly and you could feel it reverberating in his chest. “I see. Well, you can explain to Aaron why ’m late then.”

You shook your head. “Nope. Not my problem,” you said with a grin, moving over him and running your fingers through his wavy hair.

Daryl chewed on his bottom lip, looking up at you straddling his hips, that mischievous smile crinkling the corners of your eyes. “Ahh, I’ll come up with somethin’,” he said, gripping your hips.

Prompt: “I’m tired of being the sensible one.”

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“You’re going to have to take your shirt off so I can see properly,” you said, pulling a pair of gloves on.

“Huh? Nah. S'fine. Just the stitches on my hand is all.”

“Daryl…” you said sternly. “I can see the blood soaking the back of your shirt. Please let me look.”

“’M sure it’s nothin’!”

You sighed and crossed your arms. “I’ve already seen all your scars, so it can’t be that. You still just have a hard time letting people care for you?”

He chewed on his bottom lip nervously for a moment and then nodded. “I guess.”

“Well, tough shit,” you said, stepping closer to him again. “If you won’t take the shirt off so I can at least have a look, I will rip it off you.”

He looked stunned for a moment and then vaguely amused. “Yer a pain in my ass, ya know that?”

“I’m a doctor.”

“Yer a damn menace!”

“I can be both…” You cocked your head. “So, are you undressing yourself or do I need to—”

“Fine! Damn…” Daryl growled, but you could see a spark in his blue eyes and he couldn’t quite hide his smile.

Prompt: “I’m a doctor.” / “You’re a menace.” / “I can be both.”