#TOKREV imagines

[mitsuyeaah]

"go to sleep. . ." sanzu's gruff voice cuts through the still silence of the night. you suck in a sharp breath, it startled you a little—you've been tracing sanzu's pretty features with your eyes as he lays on his back next to you. his side profile never fails to amaze you; the way his thick lashes curl upwards, every dip and curve of his cute nose, his rosy lips.

"or, you can keep looking." despite the tiredness in his tone, there's an evident tease. sanzu turns to his side, giving you a full view of his face. he had his arms loosely crossed over his chest, eyes sealed shut, and forehead slightly creased from his knitted brows.

bringing a finger towards sanzu's face, you ghost it over his face; along the bridge of his nose—causing him to scrunch it a little at your soft butterfly touch—to the dip of his lips, and over the ridged skin on the corners of his mouth.

"you're so pretty, haru. . .”

sanzu's heart pounded against his chest. thank the heavens for the moonlit room because you couldn't see sanzu's creeping blush. pretty. no one calls him that. the rosy-haired man lets out a little scoff before turning his back to you, hiding the fact that he's flustered.

you let out a soft laugh before wrapping your arms around him, tightly -his back flush against your chest. his scent engulfed you, immediately putting your body at ease.

"so beautiful, my haru."

sanzu lets out an absent-minded hum, taking your hand in his. naturally, he'd snap at other people calling him those words but it's different with you, it always is.

[kakuchosearring]

i like shiny things, but i'd marry you with paper rings, uhuh! // manjiro sano headcanons.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ final timeleap/final timeline!mikey as your boyfriend headcanons ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

━━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ this ofc contains spoilers of the ending! ✩°｡ ⋆ ) ━━━

✧ let's face it, mikey has a whole different outlook on life now. because of this, he's determined to make everything right, and he starts with the person he's been crushing on for years. he's spent so long trying to keep you away from him because he's been so scared of his dark impulses & what he could become that now he can't even wait. one of the first things he's doing is convincing takemichi to come with him to your house to introduce himself (and shoot his lil kid shot) so he can weed his way into your life quicker. you're stuck with him whether you like it or not.

✧ you asking him who tf he is and why he's banging on your little eight year old self's door at 5 pm on a tuesday definitely humbles him but mikey's just so happy to see your face that it's all worth it.

✧ his eight year old self 100% proposes the idea of 'getting married and being together for ever and ever'. you obviously go along with this idea and you two have silly talks of emma being at your wedding and all your lil barbies and shit will be there too. it's all innocent and so sweet and mikey cannot believe he took all of this for granted the first time.

✧ once you two are considerably older and actually a couple this time around, mikey is HUGE on touch. like, mikey's constantly wrapping his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind, grabbing your hands, etc. he's gotta hold you constantly b/c it's a nice reminder to him that you're real and you're HIS, finally.

✧ actually, as a matter of fact, i would bet my life on saying he never even technically made it official. you two started hanging out romantically and one day he just referred to himself as your boyfriend and you went along with it. you're the person he wants to be with for the rest of his life and he's gonna make damn well sure this happens.

✧ because of everything he's gone through and how scared he is to lose you (even if you don't quite understand it) he's super protective. he's giving every single person who even has the audacity to look at you the nastiest glares he can muster up. if someone's flirting with you, he'll walk up to you, wrap his arm around your shoulder, kiss your cheek and play super dumb. 'whatcha talkin' about?' cute puppy head tilt and all. this, somehow, scares people off more than his nasty glares.

✧ mikey can't stop talking about you to other people. like, i'm sorry to say, but draken is definitely sick of hearing your name because you come up every other sentence. takemichi hears about how beautiful you are and how you and mikey are gonna go to the park later or shopping or whatever -- and, of course, this honestly makes takemichi happier than anyone, because in this timeline, everyone has finally gotten the happy ending they deserve. you and mikey are no different.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ wanna request smth? feel free, my ask box is open !! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

[sie-rui]

❀ SISTER, SISTER (REWRITE) | TOKYO REVENGERS 🤍 sano family 💿  female reader, second pov (you/your), angst and fluff, hurt / comfort, family, platonic relationship, implied soulmates, tw: canonical character death, au - canon divergence, timeline: pre-canon (headcanon), timeline: pre-moebius (imagine), headcanon + imagine 📅 july 21, 2021 🎙️ i accidentally deleted this. i had to rewrite… if someone has the original copy, please i beg of you, SEND it to me. i don’t really care if you plagiarized it or something, just give me the copy i beg. I had a breakdown because of this. 🔗 masterlist ,, parts: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05

Sano Shinichiro’s best friend isn’t just his platonic soulmate, they’re also his younger sibling’s older sister.

☆ Sano Shinichiro has a lot of tight-knit relationships (4lifers, some may say), but there is one that everyone unanimously agreed was his closest one.

☆ It was a wonder to some how the two of you become such close companions. To some, after seeing Sano Shinichiro with you, they easily understood.

☆ Meeting in school as his underclassman, it didn’t take long for you to get roped into his gang’s bullshit. It wasn’t that you were an official member but you were definitely someone. Someone to Sano Shinichiro. Someone.

☆ Sano Shinichiro is batshit crazy, especially during his younger years. It just so happened that you were crazy as well.

☆ In high school, you guys were definitely uncontrollable. Whatever Shinichiro did, you tagged along.

☆ As you grew older, the both of you were definitely calmer, outgrowing that childish recklessness the both of you had always shared.

☆ It was love. Not romantically, but it was love. The kind of love that Shinichiro was sure that in some other universe, the two of you were together as well.

☆ When someone tried insinuating that the two of you could start dating each other, the response was instant.

“With this asshole?” “With this bitch?”

☆ Shinichiro wonders if the reason why he’s always getting rejected by girls is because you’re always with him. You scoffed.

“Trust me, it’s not me. They just don’t like you.” “I have a great personality!” “Well your face isn’t that great.”

☆ Once Shin introduced you to his family, it was all over.

☆ Mikey had no reaction to your presence in the house at the start, blatantly ignoring you, giving you dead-eyes. You coddled on him, to his chagrin.

☆ Emma, on the other hand, adored you. To the point that Shinichiro and Manjiro wondered if this was really their sister.

☆ You managed to bribe Mikey with sweets. Not that you needed to because when he saw you picking on Shinichiro, he loved you already.

☆ As much as they want you to be a part of the family officially, they begged you not to marry their brother.

“Honestly, you can do better, Y/n-nee.” “Yeah. Shinichiro isn’t worth it.” “I’m right here?!” “We know.”

☆ Shinichiro thinks that they love you more than they love him. He doesn’t quite mind.

☆ Keisuke is Manjiro’s… friend, if you can even call him that. Mikey beats him up for fun. (In his defense, Baji asks for it.)

☆ It was only when you saw Manjiro literally kick a guy twice his size on the face, knocking them out cold, did you realize that this kid could literally kill you.

“Is Manjiro safe?” “Why are you saying that as if he’s some dog?”

☆ You love the kid, either way.

☆ You’d defend him from whatever happens. But if it’s a fight, you’re dropping out. Fuck no. Mikey can fight for himself. (If anything, you’re the one getting beat up.)

“Y/n-nee, Shinichiro hit me!” “Shin, don’t hit him! That was too hard.” “Why are you taking his side?!” “He brought home snacks for me and you’ve been pissing me off lately.”

☆ It does weird you out how he laughs at horror movies when the four of you watch at home, though. Everyone is screaming. You don’t know if he’s laughing at the gory scene on the television or at everyone’s reaction.

☆ Movie nights with the Sano family start during the afternoon because everyone wants a chance to pick a movie. 

☆ Sometimes, you get suspicious of Shinichiro disappearing randomly. He doesn’t answer your calls, nor his siblings’. When he comes back and you ask him to explain, he just grins at you and ruffles your hair. Asshole.

“It’s a secret.”

☆ MALL DATES WITH THE SANO FAMILY !!!

☆ It was supposed to be shopping with Emma but three people were tagging along, acting as if it was a coincidence, because they wanted attention from you as well.

☆ It would be a bloodbath. Emma wants to go shopping, Shinichiro wants to go to the arcade, Mikey wants to go home, Keisuke wants to go to a pet shop. 

☆ You want to go to the movies. That’s impossible because you’d never get to pick the movie you want to watch.

☆ When you get home, everyone is knocked out tired. After a whole day of complaining and fighting, you didn’t expect anything else. (You were also half-dead on the couch after all.)

☆ You stay over so much at Sano's house that you’re basically a member of that household. Their grandfather doesn’t quite mind.

☆ Their grandfather appreciates your presence in the house. It seems as if it has been livelier with you around. He doesn’t mind the noise.

☆ He  doesn’t quite understand how you can stand his grandchildren. For one, his eldest, Sano Shinichiro is running around, creating a gang and picking fights and getting his ass handed to him. Manjiro started calling himself some name, is addicted to fights, and refuses to learn anything else because apparently he’s going to take over Tokyo or something. Emma is… Well, that child seems to hate everyone. Then, there’s also Mikey’s friend, Keisuke. He doesn’t even have to say anything about that kid.

☆ He finally understood when he saw you laughing as you watched Keisuke and Manjiro get chased by wild dogs.

“She’s just as insane as them.”

☆ He says all of that but he loves all four of his grandchildren.

☆ Sometimes, it felt like you lived in that house more than your own. Shinichiro’s room is yours. (He did not agree to this. You sleep on his bed anyway.)

☆ Emma loves playing with your hair and styling it. She complains that her brothers’ hairs are too short. (That’s part of the reason why Mikey grew his out.)

☆ She also learned cooking from you. Honestly, you don’t know how they survived this long. The only thing Shinichiro can cook is curry and it’s shit.

“Shinichiro’s cooking sucks.” “You brat! Try starving!” “Instead of eating your food? Gladly.”

☆ Shinichiro annoys you to teach him how to cook better as well. Emma told him to get out of her kitchen.

☆ Mikey has this habit of judging people. He will blackmail you even before he learns the word blackmail. Be careful.

☆ Emma also has a bit of judging people, specifically her brothers. More specifically, Shinichiro’s sense of style and Manjiro’s inability to eat anything that isn’t sweet. She says that’s why he’s so stupid, his brain is filled with sugar.

☆ You can tell that the kids love each other so much though. You just hope that they can show that… properly.

☆ Shinichiro loves taking videos of everything, he uses this camcorder that was gifted to him years ago, on his 7th birthday. He has a shelf of tapes in his room. Later down the row, your videos were in the Sano Family Collection.

☆ It’s always noisy at that house. But it’s expected as it is home to five people.

☆ It only became silent when Shinichiro died.

☆ Everything was different after Shinichiro died. 

☆ On the night he died, that was the one night you chose to laugh at him when he asked if you wanted to stay at the shop with him to help fix up Mikey’s birthday gift for tomorrow.

“Hey, Y/n! You better be there for Mikey’s birthday tomorrow.” “How could I not go to my favorite Sano’s birthday?” “I thought that I was your favorite Sano- Don’t laugh!” “Goodnight, Shin.”

☆ Manjiro called you an hour later; that was your last conversation with Shinichiro.

☆ Of course, it hurt you. How could it not? Almost ten years of your life was spent with him, from high school until adulthood. He was family. He was someone. He was Shinichiro.

☆ Sometimes, it felt like a part of you died with him that night.

☆ But you had to be strong. Mikey and Emma were lost, confused, and they were looking at you. How could you show them that you didn’t feel like yourself anymore?

☆ You put on a smile, hardened yourself, and took care of them. They were your kids as much as they were Shinichiro’s.

☆ You spend the nights crying.

☆ Emma refused to leave your side. She cried when you even tried stepping out of the house’s door.

☆ Mikey never left his room the days that followed Shinichiro’s death. He barely ate, the meals you left outside his door barely eaten. You had to beg him to go out of his room on the day of the funeral. He almost didn’t come.

“Mikey, please. Please. Go see your brother before he has to go. Please, Manjiro.”

☆ You cried outside his door that morning. Begging him.

☆ He came out, eyes red, lips pursed.

☆ The funeral was attended by family, friends, members, people whose lives were changed because of Shinichiro. You find that in funerals, you can see how good of a person the deceased is from the people that visit.

☆ You had no tears left to cry during the funeral, even when people came to pat your shoulder and tell you that he was a good person. You knew that. Shinichiro is a good person. They didn’t have to tell you.

☆ You caught a glance of a boy with light hair standing at the very back. You didn’t recognize him but something was pulling you to him. He left before you could approach him.

☆ The first night after Shinichiro was laid down on his final resting place, you found yourself on the couch in the living room.

☆ That night was the hardest you ever cried for Sano Shinichiro.

☆ The silence was unbearable. 

☆ It took so long to finally stop shedding tears over the dead. When you realized that you stopped crying for him, it made you break down even more.

☆ You couldn’t understand how Mikey and Emma manage to go about their day as if nothing was wrong. How they declined therapy, or seeing someone. 

☆ You never knew that it was because you were right there. They could act as if nothing was wrong because you were still there.

☆ Sometimes, you just want to run away and never look back. To forget about Shinichiro, about Mikey, Emma, their whole bloodline. It was heavy. It was so heavy. But you didn’t.

☆ That was love.

☆ But it was Mikey and Emma who insisted that you take the job offer overseas.

“We’ll be fine here, Y/n-nee.” “Yeah, we’re not babies. We can take care of ourselves just fine.” “Well, I can. Mikey can’t.” “Hey!”

☆ Your eyes were teary when you packed your bags and left, promising them that it would only be for a while, that you’d come back soon.

“They’re at their little meeting.”

You feel the breeze caress your skin, like an old friend greeting you home. Shibuya never changed in the years that you were gone. From their grandfather’s words, it seemed like the Sano siblings didn’t change as well. Seriously, why is the meeting still at night?

You just came back to Japan and the very first place that you went was, of course, home. The Sano Household. Only to find out that the two kids that you were planning to surprise weren't even there.

Their grandfather had welcomed you warmly like you were his own grandchild, telling you that as usual, they were out having a little meeting. You thanked him, leaving your bags, before finding yourself in the cold once more.

You were unofficially officially tasked to drag them home.

Mikey you can understand, but Emma? Why in the world is she hanging out with her brother? In her brother’s meeting? In her brother’s gang meeting? You wondered if starting or being in gangs was in the bloodline. It’s as if the Sano Siblings were destined to trouble, as if they’d get sick if they aren’t fighting something.

You adjust the plastic bag on your wrist. You bought some ingredients for dorayaki, planning on spending the night to make some with the siblings because you know that Manjiro wouldn’t be able to wait until tomorrow.

God, I love these kids too much.

The silence of the night was peaceful.

The silence of the night was broken by bellowing. 

“Who in the world is screaming in the dead of the night?”

You sighed, starting your trek up the steps of Musashi shrine. It wasn’t until midway did you finally start to recognize that voice. “Manjiro?” What the fuck.

Hurrying to the top, the shrine was crowded by rows of black uniforms, young teens in lines looking up at the shrine where the familiar strands of blond stood. You blink.

For a second, you saw Black Dragon. 

For a second, you saw Sano Shinichiro.

You couldn’t help the gasp that left your lips, unheard in the midst of one Sano Manjiro’s yelling. Last you heard, there were barely 10 guys in the Tokyo Manji Gang. To think that that snotty brat who refused to eat anything that isn’t sweet is leading such a huge group, is succeeding in his once little dream.

Manjiro looked like Shinichiro, you realize, standing at the very back.

You shook yourself out of your stupor. No. You refuse to let yourself walk backwards, to let yourself see things that aren’t there, to remember moments long past.

Emma is standing off to the side with a cute girl beside her. At least she didn’t seem to be a part of the gang, wearing civilian clothes that you hoped was keeping her warm. You don’t want her getting sick. You march forward, ignoring the looks sent your way by the members as they try to stop you.

Without a pause, you start matching Manjiro’s screaming just as Emma starts, “Y/n-nee!-”

“Shut the hell up, Sano Manjiro!”

The silence of the night returns.

Wide obsidian eyes stare into your as you stand at the very front, at the bottom of the stairs where Mikey stood. “It is eleven in the fucking evening. Everyone is asleep. None of your members are talking. So tell me, why the fuck are you screaming?!”

There were murmurs behind you. He doesn’t seem to mind, a grin splitting his face, the cold mask he was wearing breaking as he jumps down, skipping steps. “Y/n-nee!”

“We’re going home!”

You step to the side, letting him land on the space where you once were, knowing that you were going to get tackled if you hadn’t dodge. Mikey is unnerved, simply turning around and jumping on you, arm hitting your throat.

Draken looked exasperated, knowing that the President wasn’t going to go back to whatever he was saying and it was up to him to adjourn for the night.

“You’re back!” He looks at the plastic bag. “ARE THOSE FOR DORAYAKI?!”

“Nuh-uh! Go back up there and finish your little club meeting.”

“But Ken-chin-”

“No!”

Mikey pouts as he gets pushed off of you. Ken gives you a thankful look as if you were an angel sent by the heavens to rein their spontaneous boss back. “Let’s go, Emma,” you call to the girl already hurrying over.

“Y/n-”

“No.”

You turn your back to Mikey, grabbing Emma’s hand as she looks at you with wide eyes, a growing smile on her lips. Seriously, screaming at 11 in the evening at a shrine where no one is talking? You worry for Mikey sometimes. 

“Keisuke, you’re invited as well,” you tell the boy in passing, glancing at the blond beside him. “Bring your pretty friend over as well.”

“Y/n-nee, when did you come back?”

You smile at her. “Just now.”

“And you headed straight here?”

Technically, no. You headed home. “Where else would I go if not to you and Mikey?”

It's just that your home is the Sano Family.

[laceymorganwrites]

Pegging Tokyo Revengers men - part 1

A/N: Tell me which characters to do next^^ 

Fem!Reader

Taiju:

suggests it but is embarrassed

listen, his friends had to convince him to finally ask you

he´s been curious about anaorgasms for so long now but was scared of being judged for a long time

his friends are super open about their own lives in the bedroom and ever since then he wanted to try it too

super relieved when you agree to it

baby boy really thought you were gonna call him weird for his desires

he´s really nervous about it once you´re actually getting the stuff ready

does too much research beforehand and just looks at it from a completely theoretical standpoint which makes him even more anxious 

you pick him up from work and immediately get to the bedroom, slowly undressing him, feeling him up, making him feel so wanted 

he´s relieved when you calm him down like this, getting him to focus only on you

he´s so sensitive from just foreplay alone but you take your time with it, making sure he´s ready

the dildo you prepared isn´t as big as his own cock, just the right size to start with, you let him lube it up himself for some control

you sit on the edge of bed, right in front of the mirror he loves to use so much, it´s fun to switch roles, now you´re the one showing him how hot he looks

you help him in taking it all in nice and slow, him sitting on top of you, legs spread and your hand on his stomach possessively, cradling him like a good boy

he´s so overwhelmed by the whole situation and all these new feelings, he didn´t know he could feel any more pleasure with you but you always knew how to surprise him

he grips onto the sheets as you hold his head, making him look at all the cute expressions he makes, fucking up into him slowly but deeply, making him actually moan for once 

when he´s close you let him touch yourself, your own hand over his, getting him to finish together 

such a baby at aftercare, he´s usually not that cuddly or needy but you´re not complaining

you´ve never seen him so blissfully fucked out, it´s adorable really 

Mucho:

already has multiple toys prepared

this is nothing new for you two

you two have been dating since you were teenagers so you know each other in and out, you´ve done about everything in the book

you went through every awkward phase together, you know each other better than anyone else in the world, probably because you´ve seen each other at your worst and best, have been there for each other for every step of the way, for every mistake, for every success

for every awkward sexual encounter because things didn´t work out as you thought or just simply weren´t it for you two

it started out that way with pegging as well

you tried it relatively early in your relationship when you were still horny teenagers who didn´t do much else but fuck 

needless to say you didn´t do any research, just watched some porn together and tried it immediately after it

you were too hasty with it and he was too impatient, in the end it ended up hurting more and you just stopped there and didn´t try it again for a few years after that

it´s his birthday when you decide to surprise him with it, you know that he still wants to try it but both of you were too embarrassed and honestly too stubborn to actually bring it up 

you most of all because you pride just got in the way, you were so young back then and thought you knew everything

now that you were older and more mature you could finally use your pride for good things, researching on your own and buying a bunch of toys, maybe a few too many for the start but you had a hunch you´d need them eventually

Mucho loves being spoiled on his birthday so he´s already looking forward to it, expecting a rougher session, the ones he likes the most, where you completely wreck him

but he didn´t expect it to start out so slow, he liked the presents you got him but said he wanted to wait a bit before trying out the bigger things

but he did agree to letting you finger him, a great success for you

you have him on his fours, his favorite position after he found out just how much he enjoyed getting spanked

you start circling his hole, gently probing it and preparing him gently

once he´s loosened up a bit you start using a finger vibrator you´ve bought him

it´s been a while since you´ve seen him so relaxed, your sex life never is boring but sometimes you can get a bit self conscious so you´re happy he likes it

you´re edging him, making him whine for you, grinding against the sheets but you don´t let him cum, not until he´s crying from overstimulation

needless to say you two are too impatient to stop there and end up using all of the toys you bought, Mucho can´t move the next day but it´s worth it because he never felt that good

South:

brat

he is obnoxious and so so overconfident, it´s just annoying

your relationship is weird enough as it is, you don´t even remember when and how it started

South and you kind of always were in each other´s lives, and he was always annoying you

he´s always had a crush on you and those feelings didn´t change over time, the second he saw you he asked you out

after rejection after rejection he bothered you so much that you said yes to one date

said date was awful, he took you to a restaurant that was too fancy to enjoy and didn´t know what else to do after that so he just called you a taxi and called it a night

he thinks his reputation, looks and strength will get him anywhere because that´s how it´s always been

that´s why it irritates him so much that you don´t like him

one day he just shows up at your door and asks you to tell him your life story, saying he can´t get you out of his head, that he realized he genuinely wants to know you

you spend the whole night talking and watching stupid movies he enjoys (70s martial arts movies from all countries)

that´s when you finally figure him out, yeah he´s an adrenaline junkie but he´s also just a big puppy who gets excited over everything, it´s kind of cute

you start casually dating after that, it´s more like deepening your friendship but with making out

sex doesn´t come until way later but you don´t mind

South has opened up to you about his issues with his confidence, performance anxiety and most of all he trusted you enough to tell you about his biggest insecurity, his small dick (will do a seperate hc post for that) 

you´re the first person he ever trusted on such a level, on a level where he could be intimate without feeling and thinking too much, without the fear and the shame

because he´s not the most sexually active person out there it´s very awkward at first, he´s just not good at sex but his pride won´t let himself admit that

you´re the first woman that doesn´t laugh at him and that doesn´t leave halfway through

you´re so patient with him even though he´s so stubborn

you always guide him when having sex and even though he hates the aspect of losing control he´s okay with it after realizing what sort of expressions and sounds he could make you make if he does exactly what you tell him to

in a way you´re at fault for making him even more confident

you don´t mind at first but it gets obnoxious when he starts boasting about his skills when you haven´t even done that much yet 

the worst thing is that he can´t eat pussy to save his life, it´s infuriating you

one day you just have enough and tell him you could do a better job eating him out than he you

he just laughs at you because he doesn´t believe that he´ll even feel anything, he never thought about trying anything anal related, thinking it´ll just hurt

but he does let you try, just because he thinks you´ll fail anyway and that way he won´t have to eat you out anymore (he thinks it´s a drag because his tongue gets tired and you don´t give him any reactions so he knows he´s not doing a good job and that kind of crushes him but yeah he doesn´t talk about that because that would mean admitting he´s not the perfect specimen)

he´s so squirmish and embarrassed when he´s laying down and you´re between his legs, he tries to cross them the whole time but you pull them apart and keep them in place over your shoulders

you keep eye contact the whole time you´re kissing along his inner thighs, gently nibbing and licking, praying he´s taking mental notes

he hates to admit it but South loves seeing that intense stare of yours

blushes so hard when he feels your tongue, tries to cover his face and after considering it you let him because you know how hard this is for him already

he closes his eyes and just focuses on your tongue, on what you´re doing, how you´re moving and he fucking whines

he had no idea something so simple could be so enjoyable, no wonder you crave it so much

from now on he wants to try his best to be a better lover for you

definitely more submissive now, not as much of a slut as Mucho but he does have his moods

loves preparing himself for you, he has a big collection of plugs now, gets off on you using a strap bigger than his cock

[kamig4mes]

I love you ★ tokrev pov!

#pov: How they react when you say "I love you".

★ warnings: nothing in general, this is just fun!, fluff, love words, love confession, humor bc why not?

"i love you too!" (chifuyu, shinichiro, mickey)

"me too" (draken, kakucho, mitsuya, inui, takeomi, terano)

"ew, feelings" (rindou, kisaki, sanzu, wakasa)

"to me?" (takemichi, hakkai, pehyan, kazutora, angry)

"i love me" (hanma, taiju, ran, kokonoi, izana)

"what is that?" (baji, smiley, pahchin)

©2024 ／ ENJOY ♡ — heyo again! I love this type of dynamic! I laugh so much writing them hahahha. Thank u for all!

[koishiro]

Hi hi hi could I request a dating Shion Madarame mood board? I see so little rom content of him but he's just a silly guy and I love him

Dating Shion Madarame <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : it makes me sad with how little rom content there is abt him :( I honestly need this relationship energy so bad—

[dabiekql]

TOKREV Sanzu & Rindou - Drunk Kiss (Fluff)

Other Versions: Kita & Ushijima ver. / Bakugo & Hawks ver. / Itadori & Yuta ver.

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Sanzu Haruchiyo

"Do you wanna kiss?"

When y/n asked Sanzu with half lid eyes, Sanzu smirked in amusement. "You said it."

He wrapped his hand on the back of her neck before pulling her towards him, connecting their lips together. At first, y/n responded to the kiss, but as Sanzu continued to roughen the kiss, she let out a barely audible moan as she tried to push him off of her.

Sanzu smirked at her gesture as he backed off willingly. "You are only allowed to drink with me from now on."

Y/n was breathing roughly as she tried to catch her breathe as she stared at him in confusion. "I'll kill whoever you drink with. I won't let anyone else kiss you."

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Haitani Rindou

At y/n's text, Rindou rushed towards her location.

It was always like this. He was willingly to do anything y/n wanted. He doesn't know if y/n knows this, but whenever something happens, it was like a routine for her to find Rindou. Maybe she was using him or maybe she trusted him more than anyone. Whichever it is, it doesn't matter as long as he can stay beside her.

When Rindou arrived at her location, he saw y/n dozing off on her table. He headed towards where she was seated. She seemed to have noticed his presence as she turned her head towards him. She grinned at him as she gripped the collar of his shirt before pulling him down to kiss him.

He didn't even hesitate and responded to the kiss. He wrapped his hands on the back of her head and her waist as he tilted his head to deepen it. When he felt y/n go limp against him, that was when he pulled away to see her sleeping.

"I wonder if this is your way of repaying me for all I've done for you. Although I would have preferred it if you weren't drunk," Rindou mumbled as he brushed his finger through her hair. "I hope you don't kiss other guys. I don't know what I would do if I see that."

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Other Versions: Kita & Ushijima ver. / Bakugo & Hawks ver. / Itadori & Yuta ver.

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

➫ Just thinking about Hakkai and how sweet he would be after doin' the dirty. He's so affectionate and just can not get enough of your scent. He likes how it has evolved into his and your smell afterward. It makes all 6'4 of his giant man body feel so safe, laying there with you and looking up at you with his bright blue eyes. Feeling your heartbeat against his ear, the rise and fall of your chest, how his head moves with you. How he would follow you to the end of the milky way (if you ever had to go out that way). His childhood was so scary - Hakkai tries not to think about it, although it's always in the back of his mind. But as long as you love him, and let him love you back in the mushy, sometimes overwhelming way that only Hakkai Shiba could, he will hold your heart with the most gentle hands you could ever dream of.

Taglist ::: @viburnt @kazutora-kurokawa @darkstarlight82 @arlerts-angel

[i6keis]

teach me

haitani rindou x reader

warnings: just rin teasing u :P

i havent posted for a while ???? so hello hehe

is the tokrev fandom still alive? 😭

“teach me how to ride a motorcy—“

“no.” rindou straight up shut you off with no hesitation. his face devoid of any emotion as he lays down comfortably on your lap, your fingers gently stroking his messy locks.

“why not?” a pout formed in your face, clearly upset with the fact that your boyfriend just turned down your offer when in fact he rarely does that.

to be completely honest, it was not a problem for rindou to teach you, he in fact can do that anytime as long as you can and want to.

but the thing is, this man already reached miles away overthinking about the possible outcomes of your innocent request. he already thought of your constant rejections to his offers to ride with him since you already know how to drive yourself.

and he didn’t want that, not even a bit. he wants you to keep relying on him when you need someone to pick you up or just to randomly take you anywhere. but then again, he wouldn’t admit that, at least not within your range.

“just because.” he answered, his eyes still closed to avoid looking at your face that he knew he wouldn’t be able to last resisting. “and what’s the point anyway? it’s not like you’re buying yourself a motorcycle. can’t even buy herself a bottled water”

upon hearing that, you feigned an offended expression with matching hands on the chest. “excuse me?” you scoff at him earning a hearty laugh from the male below you.

“kidding. but come on, why are you suddenly asking for things like this?” he now opened his eyes, orbs staring right up you with a sulky expression hiding behind it.

he was hoping you would get his message and just drop the subject but knowing you, you’re a passionate one who never backs away from anything especially after you’ve made up your mind about your desire to do something.

“rin, please. just wanna learn a new hobby” with pleading eyes, you looked at your boyfriend in hopes of him finally giving in and agreeing to teach you.

it was true in all means. there’s not a concrete reason for you to suddenly want to learn it, just want to try something new is all. so you’ve felt unfair how your boyfriend is depriving you of that. petty it is.

“what can i earn from doing it?” he challenged, close to setting aside his worries and just giving you what you’ve been wanting since the past hour.

“hmmm.” you pretended to think, already has an offer in mind, your index finger tapping your chin continuously. “what about a kiss?”

you caught sight of the obvious scrunch of his face in disgust. “not even worth my time at all,” he joked, earning a smack on his chest from you.

“i’m asking ran then.” you’ve fired your last bullet, looking at the man on your lap with a cocky smirk knowing this would be his final straw.

“like hell you would. he won’t even agree knowing there’s a high chance of a ‘brokencycle’ at the end,” he replied smugly.

you gently moved his head away after hearing that because of how lightly he had placed it on your lap, crossed your arms over your chest, and let out an "i hate you" while rolling your eyes.

he laughed for the nth time of the day. you're on the verge of concluding that this guy's true preferred pastime and means of amusement is to annoy the hell out of you, and you could just be correct.

rindou adjusted himself in a sitting position, twisting his body lightly to have a good look at you, amusement still evident in his eyes. 

out of nowhere, the blonde (w blue highlights) haired guy suddenly leaned in giving you a quick peck on the lips, his arms engulfing you tight as he looked at you intently. 

because of the close proximity you have with him, you didn’t miss to get a good huff of his manly scent that you oh so love a lot. suddenly, the feeling of annoyance you once have are slowly fading away, your attention now fully set on him.

“okay, fine. i’ll teach you,” he whispered, fully aware that, given your proximity to one another, you would be able to hear him clearly.

upon hearing that, you let out a tiny scream and mentally jumped up and down in victory. so he can’t resist me after all, you thought.

“but,” your mini victory party was cut short as the guy, who is still tightly pressing you against his chest, spoke. you looked at him in confusion, already sensing something fishy and you suddenly had the urge to back away. 

“but?”

“i’ll teach you in one condition,” 

despite being reluctant, you slowly nodded at him to let him know it was okay to go on.

“you’ll pay for the g-a-s” rindou made sure to give emphasis to each letter as he spelled it out. if it weren't for the realization you had after hearing what he just said, you could have laughed at the expression he had on his face.

“on a second thought, i think i’m good with you being the driver. don’t you think so too, rindou?”

[kii-nami]

Everything put aside, Draken didn’t want to get caught up in the shenanigans involving you and your two childhood friends – or the Yoshizawa Suitors Anonymous as Mitsuya Takashi called those two – so he never questioned anything. He enjoyed the ignorance and condemned Mitsuya for even bringing up the fact that this godawful love triangle even existed. Or was this a rectangle, technically? Since you clearly were in love with your own ego only?

AO3 MASTERLIST BELOW

BETWEEN THE IRON GATES OF FATE

DRIFTING ON THE ECHOES OF THE HOURS

MUST BUILD AN ALTAR WHERE IT SWELLS

AT PARANOIA’S POISON DOOR

SAID THE STRAIGHT MAN TO THE LATE MAN

ON THE OTHER SIDE OF A JET-BLACK HOTEL MIRROR

FELL OUT OF BED, BUTTERFLY BANDAGE

THE CRACKED BRASS BELLS WILL RING

UNIMPRESSED BIRDS SING AND DIE

MODEL HOUSE LIFE MELTDOWN STILL A MODERN DREAM LETDOWN

SO BRIGHT, THE SUN IS ASHAMED TO RISE

TWO QUARTERS AND A HEART DOWN

BODY IS AN ORPHANAGE, TAKE EVERYONE IN

GOT ARROGANCE DOWN TO A SCIENCE

PEROXIDE PRINCES SHINE LIKE SHARK TEETH

DON'T FEEL BAD FOR THE SUICIDAL CATS

MAY DEATH FIND YOU ALIVE

SORROW IS JUST ALL THE RAGE

A REGULAR DECORATED EMERGENCY

THERE MUST BE MORE THAN BLOOD

[kakuchosearring]

run away with you. // seishu inui x reader

 i promise you, i promise that i'll run away with you !! ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ seishu inui x reader ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ ━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ tw: n/a) ━ (wc: 1,034 ) ━ ( song inspo ✩°｡⋆) ━━

in moments like these, it feels like it’s you two against the world. tucked away inside an abandoned bike shop owned by none other than ex-black dragon leader shinichiro sano, you and inupi are completely alone. your head rests gently against his shoulder, his hand is gently scratching at the base of your skull as he plays with your hair. moments like these are entirely domestic and ones you never want to forget. no, not when your boyfriend lives an incredibly dangerous life. these moments are never guaranteed, nor is forever, so you remind yourself to never take them for granted.

and so, you two have been sitting in silence for what feels like forever, simply enjoying each other’s company. that is, until seishu dares to break the silence between you two. “you know i love you, right?” though you aren’t quite looking up at him, you can feel him beaming from ear to ear. this statement -- or rather, revelation -- brings a blush to your cheeks, face heating up in a shade of scarlet or crimson almost immediately.

“do you really?” you hum, finally taking your chin off of his shoulder so you can turn around to look at him. perhaps it’s selfish, but you can’t help but ask the boy how he really feels. there’s something about hearing it from him that makes your heart flutter.

“‘course i do,” he answers back in an instant, with such speed that almost suggests he’s offended that you could ever doubt him. you never would, of course. he’s all knowing about your games by now -- he knows too well that you just wanna hear him say it. and, if that’s what you want, that’s exactly what you’re gonna get. 

in one swift motion without warning, inupi turns you to face him, caressing your cheek gently before he leaves you tilting your head in confusion. he raises a hand to you -- more specifically, a pinky. “what’re you doing?” you chuckle, shaking your head at the childlike gesture.

“it’s a pinky promise,” he explains. “means i can’t break it.” he brings his pinky closer to reaffirm the gesture. “so when i say we’ll love each other forever and we do a pinky promise, that means neither of us can break it.”

elated and with your face burning hot shades of crimson, you accept his pinky into yours.

──────────────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :��ﾟ. ────────────────

“where’re you going?” you tilt your head innocently as you watch your boyfriend throw on a hoodie and a pair of shoes -- you can’t help but frown; once again your date has been ruined by his phone buzzing a million times before he decided he needed to take care of something.

“koko needs me,” he mimics your frown, ultimately rolling his eyes. “i’ll be fast, okay?” he doesn’t really go into the details but you can assume it’s something about black dragon. you know all too well that despite the fact that he’s promising to be fast, inui won’t be home for hours and he’s gonna come home battered and with several bruises that he certainly didn’t have before. you hate this -- you wish that he’d step away from all of this but you know him too well. he wouldn’t dare abandon shinichiro’s visions. alas, you let out a loud sigh.

“promise?” you ask, extending out a pinky, just as he’d done one of the first few times he told you he loved you.

“promise,” he grins cheekily, wrapping his pinky around yours before pressing a chaste kiss to the top of your head.

──────────────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────────────────

as tensions have risen with the kanto manji gang, you’ve seen inupi less and less. he’s been out running the streets with tokyo manji, trying to do anything to desperately get kokonoi back on their side. you’ve been filled in with all of the details, but, unfortunately, it’s stricken fear into your heart. that your boyfriend and one of his closest friends would never ‘make up’. that, god forbid, something would ever happen to him. you’ve refrained from voicing these thoughts aloud, afraid of either manifesting them or making inupi worry more about you than he already does.

over the span of the last two months or so, you can count the times you two have been able to sit together or go out on dates on one hand. this is one of those few times -- you two are sitting at a coffee shop, sipping away at your drinks. there’s a comfortable silence between you two, neither wanting to break it in fear of ending these beautiful, domestic moments you get to share.

inupi is brave; he breaks the silence between you two effortlessly as he sets down his drink. “when this is all over, i want to run away with you,” he hums. “i want to get out of tokyo. it’s getting too dangerous for my liking. can’t bring myself to worry about your pretty little head more than i already do.” you smile at his words, but, he’s not quite done. “gonna get us a nice house. one big enough for a garden. hell, maybe even two gardens for all i care.” it warms your heart to know he can see a future with you. if you ever told him this, he’d scold you with a simple ‘of course i can see a future with you?’ as if you’re the one acting foolishly for even asking such a question. “gonna get you out of here and get you whatever you want. maybe even a house big enough for a pony,” he chuckles, the light hearted conversation is something you two desperately need.

“i’ll open up a bike shop and you can sit pretty at the desk.” this time, he takes a few beats before bringing his hand close to you. he closes his fist, thumb wrapping over his digits. it comes as no surprise when his pinky remains unfolded and standing tall. he doesn’t even have to continue speaking for you to know what he’s gonna promise.

that you two will be together as long as he can help it -- that he’s gonna give you the best future you could ever ask for.

[dead-boys-club]

hello, everyone! DBC has decided to do a Christmas prompt list this year. Simple as always, just pick one of the prompts below and send it in with your character(s)* of choice! * I don't write just ships but I will write poly!

Currently writing for: Tokyo Revengers - My Hero Academia - Haikyuu!! - One Piece - Honkai: Star Rail - Genshin Impact - Demon Slayer - Jujutsu Kaisen.

There are two types of prompts: scenes and quotes. You can choose only one or you can choose one of each - up to you. When choosing scenes, please put an 'A' in front and for quotes, a 'B' ( ex: A13 / B24 )

Scenes:

1. Wrapping presents together (and failing miserably). 2. Getting caught under the mistletoe. 3. Getting lost at the mall. 4. Building a snowman with an unexpected twist. 5. Christmas shopping chaos in a packed mall. 6. A cozy movie marathon with holiday classics. 7. One person LOVES Christmas, the other… not so much. 8. First snowfall of the season. 9. Baking Christmas cookies that go horribly wrong. 10. Decorating the Christmas tree (and arguing about the topper). 11. Ice skating mishaps. 12. Getting snowed in together on Christmas Eve. 13. Sneaking around to hide the perfect gift. 14. A surprise Christmas confession under twinkling lights. 15. The annual ugly sweater competition. 16. Drinking hot chocolate by the fire and sharing secrets. 17. Christmas karaoke gets out of hand. 18. Waking up to the surprise of a White Christmas. 19. A holiday party that ends in complete chaos. 20. Exchanging handmade gifts. 21. One person forgetting it’s Christmas and rushing to make it special last minute. 22. Wearing matching pajamas (and someone hating it). 23. A romantic sleigh ride in the snow. 24. A snowball fight turns into something… more. 25. Lighting up the neighborhood with the most outrageous Christmas decorations. 26. Searching for the perfect Christmas tree. 27. A surprise Christmas getaway. 28. Christmas-themed game night (think charades or trivia!). 29. Losing power during Christmas dinner. 30. Decorating gingerbread houses and making a mess. 31. Staying up to see the Northern Lights together. 32. An anonymous Secret Santa gift leaves someone wondering who sent it. 33. One person being overly dramatic about hanging up lights. 34. Visiting a Christmas market together. 35. A cozy nap on the couch while snow falls outside. 36. Getting lost in the woods while searching for a tree. 37. Finding a stray animal in the snow and deciding to take it in. 38. Christmas Eve at a cabin in the woods. 39. Building the perfect holiday playlist. 40. Sharing a scarf on a cold winter night.

Quotes:

1. “I swear, if you eat one more Christmas cookie, you’ll turn into Santa Claus.” 2. “Do we really need a tree this big? Are we decorating it or climbing it?” 3. “You’re cold? Here—take my scarf. I don’t need it.” 4. “I didn’t get you a gift because I am the gift.” 5. “Who needs Santa when you have me?” 6. “I think the lights are tangled… and I’m stuck. Help.” 7. “That’s not how you build a snowman! You’re supposed to stack the snowballs, not throw them!” 8. “Hot chocolate tastes better when you steal it from someone else’s mug.” 9. “Are you crying? It’s just a Hallmark movie!” 10. “Is that… matching pajamas? For us?” 11. “No, you’re not putting a star on top. It’s going to be a dinosaur this year.” 12. “It’s snowing! Come outside with me!” 13. “This gingerbread house is structurally unsound, and it’s your fault.” 14. “Christmas isn’t about the presents… but if you got me nothing, we’re fighting.” 15. “You’re putting WAY too much whipped cream on that hot chocolate.” 16. “I told you not to eat the raw cookie dough, and now you feel sick. I’m shocked.” 17. “Why does this Christmas party feel like the start of a murder mystery?” 18. “I don’t care how cold it is. We’re staying outside until you catch a snowflake on your tongue.” 19. “This isn’t a snowball fight. It’s a war.” 20. “I don’t do Christmas cheer. But for you? Fine.” 21. “Santa doesn’t leave coal in stockings anymore. He just leaves bad vibes.” 22. “Stop shaking your presents! You’ll ruin the surprise!” 23. “I didn’t wrap your gift. I thought the bag was enough effort.” 24. “Christmas lights aren’t supposed to explode, are they?” 25. “It’s the most chaotic time of the year.” 26. “I made you a Christmas playlist. No, you can’t skip the Mariah Carey song.” 27. “This isn’t a holiday drink. It’s pure sugar and regret.” 28. “Tell me you didn’t just eat Santa’s cookies.” 29. “You can’t just use mistletoe as an excuse to kiss me whenever you want!” 30. “Who needs a fireplace when you have me to keep you warm?” 31. “It’s not a proper Christmas until someone burns the cookies.” 32. “You’ve got snow in your hair. It’s adorable.” 33. “What do you mean you don’t know the words to Jingle Bells?” 34. “You look good in the glow of Christmas lights… too good.” 35. “I didn’t decorate for Christmas. I decorated for you.” 36. “This gift is wrapped so badly. Did you use duct tape?” 37. “Mistletoe is overrated. You don’t need it to kiss me.” 38. “Christmas Eve isn’t the same without you.” 39. “Snow angels are overrated. Let’s just lie here together.” 40. “You’re my favorite Christmas tradition.”

[obitohno]

˖⁺‧₊˚ jordy’s 2k celebration ˚₊‧⁺˖

hanma shuji x reader

hanma just wants a cigarette.

requested by @virtue-and-beneviolence

gn! reader, fluff, piggybacks, shoplifting, breaking and entering, mentions of cigarettes

reblogs are appreciated ~

you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

you don’t know how it was possible for hanma to convince you to break into the local convenience store—all because he’d puffed on his last cigarette an hour ago, and no, he couldn’t just wait until the morning, because he needs one. right now, apparently.

only, his plan went horribly wrong.

because, despite the fact that he’d even gone as far as pinky-promising that he’d done this a million times, so just chill, ‘cause he knows what he’s doing, the security alarm was triggered as soon as he’d picked the lock. the two of you would have made your escape with plenty time to spare, if not for the fact that he’d insisted upon stealing away with a packet of his favourite cigarettes crushed into the palm of his hand, sporting a manic smile that he aims towards the camera before yanking you out of the door.

it is with his aid that you safely make it over the ridiculously tall iron-laced gate that you most certainly shouldn’t be jumping over, and yet, because you’re rushing due to the angrily barked ‘hey!’ that is bellowed after you, he decides that the quickest way to escape is to launch you up and over to the other side.

unsurprisingly, you land rather roughly, the soles of your trainers scuffing against the pavement as you just manage to regain your balance. you’re glaring, spitting a pained curse from between your lips just as he hops over the damned gate like it’s nothing, landing with all the grace that you lack as you hobble on an ankle that is most definitely twisted. he’s inching towards you, the stretch of his mouth curling into a wide smile as he eyes the shape of your scowl.

‘oops.’

oops?

you’re seething, cursing not only him, but yourself for going along with his stupid idea, all because he’d flashed you a pout that had had you giving in before the word ‘no’ could form on the tip of your tongue.

he has the audacity to snort, making a show of a poor attempt to look regretful, and then he’s reaching, the press of his fingers biting into the plush of your thighs as he hoists you onto the safety of his back. and then, with the shrill voice of the security alarm still bleating after you, the two of you disappear as quickly as you’d arrived.

the journey back home is short, hastened by his brisk pace. your ankle throbs; you don’t have to look to know that it’s swollen. sighing, your forehead presses to his shoulder, skin prickling with goosebumps when his thumb strokes over your shin, sincerely apologetic, this time.

‘i owe you one, doll.’

‘you owe me several,’ you remind him, trying—and failing—to smother the pull of a grin that morphs the corners of your mouth.

his answering laugh is one that bubbles from the back of his throat, cackled into the empty sky.

© obitohno. all rights reserved. do not repost my works.

[kamig4mes]

tokyo rev boys withhhh a s/o who has a workout addiction

Okay this is my first request! and we started sooo good hahaahah. I edited the request a bit to write a better pov, and I hope you still like it!

Thank u, anon (sorry for the wait pls), nd thank u all for reading, enjoy!

#pov: tokyo revengers boys with a s/o who has a workout addiction.

★ warnings: workout addiction, overthinking, established relationship, fluff, humor, neutral reader!

—mikey!

"Pretty, are you ready t-?" Mikey stopped the bite of dorayaki he was chewing upon seeing you. He wasn't hallucinating, he was sure of what he saw when he stopped his footsteps a few meters from you.

"Huh? Manjiro?" You looked at him strangely "Where is Draken?"

"I insisted that I wanted to pick you up this time" his response was brief, perplexed without being able to take his eyes off the boxing gloves "and this?"

"Uh.. training?" you said with a nervous smile gracing your face, feeling trapped by your boyfriend. Draken was supposed to have your back by coming to pick you up so Mikey wouldn't suspect your workout addiction "Are you mad with me?"

You thought your boyfriend disliked the idea of you training too much but you can't help it! You were so fascinated by exercise.

Meanwhile, Mikey noticed you were so excited training that day that it reminded him of his little self when he trained at his grandfather's house, smiling at the memories. He would undoubtedly go tell Shinichiro when she got home.

"Honey, how could I? If you're great at being you" his gentle smile ruined your heart "No matter what you do, my love for you won't change" you looked up at him in surprise, blinking as his arms wrapped around you in an unexpected hug.

You decided not to tell him anything because you were afraid for his reaction, but they were just your ideas. Come on, that man can't hate you for doing what you love, we're talking about Sano Manjiro, for God's love!

You smiled lovingly as your boyfriend gently pressed you against his chest. You reached up with your free hand and stroked his soft hair

"I do it too, baby and thanks.."

From that moment on, he would pick you up without fail of your workout, he would even stay to watch you train, always keeping an eye on you.

Sometimes she thinks it was too much routine for a normal person but he remembered how hard you kicked the punching bag the other day and he spared his opinion.

—draken!

To say that this big boy wasn’t surprised to find out that you’re even more athletic than he is to lie to us.

I knew you had a certain level of discipline but enough to have detailed lists of exercises, healthy drink recipes and breaks?

Yeah, you were definitely obsessed with staying fit and being strong.

"Baby, don’t you think this is too much?" he muttered, scowling as he watched you do abs "I can protect y-"

You interrupted "I don’t want to be a ransom symbol, love. Besides, it doesn’t hurt to have a partner to back your ass if you get in trouble, isn't it?"

The blonde seemed to think about it. The idea of having each other’s backs was attractive and very beneficial in the long run.

However, and even with so much muscle mass and stamina you gain, Draken won’t take his eye off you. He promised himself that he would always protect you and so it will be until the end.

—baji!

You weren’t weak at all, and Baji suspected it.

From the moment you met him, you accompanied him to his favorite gym to watch him train or just to keep him company, even more so when they started dating.

But on one of those days your deranged boyfriend challenged you to lift not so heavy weights (if you weren’t an ordinary person, of course).

"Tell me, don’t you think this princess can lift those things?"

"I just want to see what you’re capable of, baby" a flirty smile popped out of his lips when you started stretching your muscles.

That’s when your boyfriend’s jaw fell off when he saw you lift the weights without problems, overcoming the challenge in minutes. You laughed at his shocked face: Baji hoped you could do it, he had his suspicions about your obsession with exercise but he didn’t think you were so good!

After he calmed down, the next thing he did was brag to everyone (more than he already did), looking at you like a real beautiful crazy exercise machine.

"I KNEW IT! MY COUPLE IS FCKING AMAZING!" the guy squealed excitedly, some turning around because of the loud noise.

"Lower your voice, Keisuke! We're still in the gym" You laughed, feeling it lift you off the ground for the umpteenth time that afternoon.

"And why do you think I scream? I want everyone to know how amazing you are, baby"

The idea of having a real partner to practice with fascinated him, even more so if that person was you, his couple. And although sometimes he can be a brute who doesn't know how to differentiate between a man and a woman, with you she manages to make that exception. Just for you.

—chifuyu!

Your addiction to exercise for some reason went unnoticed by Chifuyu. You spent more hours than you should have in that room in your house that was meant for you to exercise freely, it was obvious from your physique that you trained.

But how did your boy find out? Like his friend with long black hair, he began to suspect those many hours a day in which he didn't know anything about you: a message, a call, even an emoticon! Nothing.

This is how he ends up emptying his doubts on Baji, who explains without complications that he already knew. Well, everyone knew them, except him. Of course your adorable boyfriend would run to question you.

"Is that true, baby?" He turns to look at you and you nod in response "why didn't you tell me anything?"

"You never asked, Fuyu" you just shrugged "Besides, everyone knows! It's very obvious"

He sighed, still unable to believe it "I couldn't have been so clueless… or yes?"

"What do you think"

After a few days, Chifuyu did manage to get over the shock, in fact he brings you drinks and fruits after each routine session while they talk about random topics.

—mitsuya!

From the beginning of the relationship, Mitsuya knew about your workout addiction. He would take you to the gym and pick you up to go together, while you told the other what you did during the day. He even asked to know your meal plan so he could prepare it for you.

He loves you very much, which is why he wants to protect you as much as possible despite knowing full well that you can handle your "obsession".

"That looks really heavy, baby, be careful" Mitsuya was using his half hour off to watch you do your thing at the gym.

"Baby, did you come to bring me lunch or tell me what to do?"

"I have to take care of you, honey"

Mitsuya will definitely not stop worrying that you might hurt yourself by overdoing your crazy routine but he can live with that.

—hakkai!

Surprising Hakkai was easy if you knew how to hide the surprise very well. So when he found out about you workout addiction, he initially refused to believe it.

I mean, how was it possible that his sweet and adorable couple could do 200 sit-ups and 100 push-ups a day? Or hold up some kind of weight?

His mind was not able to assimilate it. But that was the reality, he was still amazed as you prepared to warm up.

"Are you seriously doing all this, cutie?" He asked, full of surprise when he noticed that blackboard full of excessive numbers and positions at the back of you room.

"I already told you yes, babe, can you hand me the hand weight?"

Yes, maybe Hakkai will never get over it, much less that blackboard.

—takemichi!

Looking beyond your flashy addiction, for Takemichi to recognize that you were actively athletic was admirable and disappointing at the same time.

Don't get him wrong, he appreciated that you were really energetic and motivated but knowing that you were even stronger than him made him miserable. Or that's what he confessed to you the other day.

"I can't, baby.." said the blonde with his head down "I can never be as strong as you"

"Oh, of course you can, honey!" You squealed to encourage him, you knew your boy had potential. You just had to help him organize his messy thoughts "We can train together next time. I can help you with that"

"Would you do that for me?" His eyes lit up when he heard you, hugging you tightly when you nodded happily.

Over time, Takemichi learned to see you as a figure of inspiration, asking you to teach him any routine that suited his body and all the tips to stay fit and more skillful.

—kazutora!

The first time you mentioned your "hobby" to Kazutora was that afternoon when you asked him to come pick you up after his workout at the gym.

Thousands of doubts arose in his mind: Did you train? Did you go to boxing classes? He felt dizzy, how was it possible, if you were so fucking adorable! But seeing you punching that punching bag so fiercely after a round of exercises answered all of his doubts: his couple was an exercise addict.

"Tora, here!" When he managed to spot you in front of the gym entrance, he ran up to you. Smiling, you stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss.

"Why were you l-?" Suddenly, kazutora handed you a small bag containing a sports top "Mh? And that?"

"I got it for you, cutie" he smiled, kissing your forehead "You need it for your exercises, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I don't support you?"

You crossed your arms "Babe, did you buy it because I need it or because you want to see me use it?"

"I.. I won't answer that" You couldn't help but laugh at his blushing cheeks.

Kazutora managed to play you along as the love between the two grew, offering himself as a punching bag in exchange for closing the "training session" with kisses and lots of cuddles.

©2024 ／ ENJOY ♡ — OK, but I felt sooo canon baji’s reaction haha. And I'm sorry if there are some mistakes in the writing 💀 I still haven't perfected my englishhh. I'll be back soon with second part, wait for it 👀 Thank u for reading, babes!!

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01.

AFAB!reader x TokRev character

Word count: 1673

Warnings: mentions of nightlife, mention of alcohol, somewhat proof read.

A/N: the real anxiety kicks in now. I promise, future parts are gonna be better. For now, enjoy the first part of Beneath the Veil.

In the heart of the city, where the streets pulsed with life and the nightly air held the promise of secrets waiting to be uncovered, lived you. Your world was and had always been a kaleidoscope of neon lights and pulsating beats, a place where the mundane was left behind and the extraordinary awaited. Known as a wild card in the underground scene, your reputation preceded you- you were the embodiment of thrill and rebellion, a woman unafraid to dance on the edge of danger.

The night was a canvas splashed with vibrant colors, and you were its fearless painter. As the city's heartbeat synced with your own rhythm, you stood before your bedroom mirror, your fingers brushing through tousled waves of hair. The reflection staring back was a concoction of allure and defiance, an invitation for chaos.

Your attire was a blend of sultriness and rebellion - skin tight leather pants clung to your legs, and a midnight black crop top showcased just enough to tease the senses. Layers of silver necklaces adorned your neck, each one telling a story of nights spent in the city's embrace. Your lips, painted a shade of deep red, curved into a devil-may-care grin as you cast a last glance at yourself before stepping out.

Your apartment was a sanctuary of chaos- an organized mess that mirrored your personality. Polaroid snapshots adorned the walls, capturing moments of laughter and exhilaration. As you walked through the cluttered living room, the rhythmic beat of your footsteps blended with the distant sounds of city life, and the not so distant light banter of your friends, creating a symphony that was uniquely yours.

Your friends were your partners in crime, fellow adventurers who shared your insatiable appetite for the night. Luna, with her wild mane of curls and infectious laughter, was her steadfast companion, her energy radiating like a beacon. And then you had Elias, a tech-savvy genius with a penchant for mischief, and Ivy, the enigmatic poet whose words spoke volumes about the human experience.

You four were bound by a shared understanding and your perspective on life- it was to be lived on your terms and by your rules, in the embrace of the city that never slept. It was a pact made long ago, a vow to chase after the thrill that life had to offer.

Your evenings were a cacophony of laughter, stories, and shared dreams. You all gathered in your living room, your laughter echoing through the walls, well over the blaring music in volume, as you recounted tales of your escapades. Luna's infectious excitement was the life of the party and Elias' quick wit provided comic relief, whereas Ivy's introspection added a layer of depth in your conversations and banter that balanced your perfectly imbalanced group.

As the evening wore on, your thoughts drifted toward the night ahead. The promise of adventure and the thrill the nightlife had to offer in combination with the allure of the unknown beckoned. With a shared glance and an unspoken agreement, you four made your way out and towards the bright and vibrant heart of the city, where the night's secrets awaited.

The cab that was waiting for you made its way to the club, and you, in particular, felt the excitement buzzing in your veins- your whole being. The club was a sensory overload, a playground for the senses that welcomed everyone with open arms. The pulsating beats of the music resonated through your body as soon as you stepped in, the bass acting as an extension of your heartbeat. Before the fun could begin, the suggestion of drinks had you making a beeline for the bar; your group, along with you, shared two rounds of shots before you made your way to the dancefloor, where heated bodies danced, drunk and dazed, pressing against each other. You found yourself participating in the act, dancing with abandon; your movements a captivating blend of grace and defiance, speaking to the hidden desires of those who watched. The neon lights painted you in hues of electric blue, deep magenta, and passionate red, turning you into a mesmerizing work of art as your body moved with an innate sensuality, a magnetism that drew attention from all corners of the room.

As the night progressed and you shared your fun with your friends, you found yourself heading to the bar once more. That was until your gaze landed on a figure standing in the shadows- a man whose aura was as mysterious as the night itself. He, with eyes that held stories yet to be told, stood like a sentinel of the darkness that surrounded them, if it weren't for the neon colors dancing around the space. Your eyes met briefly, until he took a double turn. Now, you had the chance to properly look him in the eyes, a charged silence passing between you two; a recognition of the other's untamed spirit.

He was a phantom of the night, whose presence commanded attention. Not that he did not deserve it. There was a dangerous allure to him, a magnetic pull that tugged at your curiosity. You felt his gaze, an intoxicating mixture of challenge and intrigue.

Eventually, his lips curved in a knowing smile, a silent invitation that beckoned you to get closer, to dance in the shadows with him. Your proximity crackled with an electrifying tension and the air around you seemed to hum with anticipation, a shared understanding that defied explanation. Your eyes held as the music swelled around you - a symphony of desire and curiosity - the space between the two of you a conduit of unspoken promises. You felt a shiver trace its way down your spine as his eyes raked over your body, the intensity of the moment sending a thrill through your veins. In the midst of the chaos, it was as if the world had faded, leaving only the two of you in its wake. At some point, you tore your gaze away, knowing you had lost the game your eyes seemed to be playing. The magnetic pull and strange familiarity were both thrilling and unsettling. A remark from the strange man had you turning your head to face him yet again, his voice a velvety melody that almost left you breathless.

"You're not like the others here."

A mixture of challenge and question filled your eyes as you gazed at him, your eyebrow raising ever so slightly, and your lips curved into a playful smirk.

"And you're not like anyone I've ever met."

Your banter held an underlying tension, an electric charge that sparked between you. Each word exchanged was laden with unspoken meaning and the promise of an uncharted territory you were both eager to explore. Your interaction continued, a seductive dance of words and stolen glances. You felt captivated by the mystery that surrounded the enigmatic stranger, and said stranger seemed equally drawn to your fiery spirit. There was a palpable chemistry that simmered beneath the surface, threatening to ignite into something more profound. His voice reached your ears again, a low and melodious whisper;

"Seems like you have a taste for adventure."

Your heart raced in anticipation as you caught a glimpse of the dangerous smirk that was playing on his lips as he spoke to you.

"And you seem like trouble wrapped in mystery."

You shot back, your lips mirroring his own and stretching into a smirk, your words laced with playful challenge. A flicker of amusement danced in his eyes, and so you went on, your voice holding a hint of seductive allure.

"But.. maybe you're just the right kind of trouble."

The laugh that escaped his lips was enough to telltale on the fact that your words were working on him. It was undeniable that you had a great effect on him, just as he did on you. His sudden startlement paused you and your words died in your throat as his hand reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His eyes seemed to follow the screen, a frown replacing the captivating smile he was gifting you from the moment your eyes locked. The presumable text he had received broke the spell both of you seemed to be under, and the strange man returned the phone in its prior place. When his eyes met yours again, they held the same intensity they did before, and maybe a hint of amusement, as if he was continuing your lighthearted banter from a few seconds earlier. Your breath hitched in your throat as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. He murmured a promise, a promise that hung in the air like a whispered secret.

"Until we meet again.."

And then he was gone, swallowed by the crowd and swallowed by the night.

You were left standing in the midst of the chaos, your heart racing and your thoughts consumed by the intriguing stranger. Your steps carried you further into the heart of the club, the rhythm of the music now intertwined with the rhythm of your own heartbeat once again. The search for your friends proved to be trickier than you had expected, but it didn't take long for you to rejoin them on the dancefloor, dancing beside them, your laughter mingling with the melodies that surrounded you.

As the night cradled you four in its embrace, you couldn't shake the feeling that you stood at the precipice of something extraordinary. Little did you know that this was only the beginning of your journey. A journey that would lead you into the depths of passion, self discovery, and eventual redemption. The allure of the darkness, the danger and the magnetic pull of the man you called a stranger would lead you down a path that held both ecstasy and agony, a path where the lines between right and wrong blurred, and where the power of redemption would be put to the ultimate test. A journey that would alter the course of your life forever.

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