#Takashi x y/n

[ifonlyitwasmidnight]

First time

Takashi x F!Reader

WC: 4.6k

CW/TW: mentions of a past abusive relationship, fingering (F. receiving), pet names (angel, baby. etc.), cream pie. Fluffy Smut.

You and Takashi have been dating for months and have never taken it further. That changes after a quiet evening together.

The cityscape was a blur around you in the fading sun; the last rays of a warm summer day reflected from the glass buildings, pinks and purples painting the horizon. The whisps of your hair that you hadn’t tied back whipped across your face as the wind rushed around you, spurred on by the speed you were flying down the highway on the back of Takashi’s bike. 

He gently tapped the side of your thigh before squeezing it, leaning forward to put both hands on the bars. You tucked down against his muscular back, feeling each movement as he cranked back on the throttle, pushing the bike faster as soon as your arms tightened around his waist. 

Takashi grinned as he felt your embrace tighten, and a little whoop escaped your lips. He could spend days like this—riding around with you at his back without a care in the world.

No Toman.

No responsibilities. 

Nothing but the setting sun and you. 

So, when Takashi had called you a few hours earlier, asking if you wanted to go for a ride, which you knew meant “I need you,” you didn’t hesitate to say yes—anywhere with him had quickly become your favorite place. 

The bike slowed as he finally pulled off, rolling to a stop by the waterfront. He held out a hand for you to grab as you jumped off before kicking down the stand and shutting the bike off; the sudden quiet after listening to the roar of the motorcycle was deafening. 

You reached out a hand, and Takashi took it, lacing your fingers together before pulling you towards a spot under a tree where you two could sit. Being with Takashi was like nothing you had ever experienced. It was natural and easy. There weren’t awkward silences as you two existed in the other's presence. He seems to know what you were thinking without ever voicing it. But you, oh you. You knew how to calm him, tame him, and enlighten him with nothing but a single touch. 

You are his muse. 

Takashi kissed your forehead, letting his lips linger for a moment before slipping the bag from your back that he had handed you when he picked you up. He pulled out a small blanket, fluffed it, and laid it on the ground. He motioned for you to sit, and you held in a giggle as you did, leaning your back against the tree. 

“Such a gentleman, Taka,” you teased.

He shrugged a shoulder, that gorgeous smirk that said, “Yeah, I know,” making its appearance. It never failed to take your breath away how beautiful your boyfriend was. His lilac hair was longer now, brushing the tops of his shoulders. His eyes were a little sadder with the weight of his youth on him but still as vibrant, cutting into yours like glass. 

You let the laugh out this time as Takashi flopped to the ground, forcing himself between your legs and leaning against your chest, getting himself comfortable before reaching for the backpack again and fishing out some rice balls, holding one over his head for you to take. 

You ate in companionable silence, the crunch of the seaweed and the sound of the wind the only thing that filled your ears. Your relationship with Takashi was new, the romantic side of it at least. Years as friends from a young age, growing up with all the Toman boys, turned into years of patching them up after every fight, being there with them through every conflict, turned into hidden feelings, and dating outside of the circle just to get away. Plus, trying to bring anyone around Toman usually scared them off, which meant the two parts of your life were usually separate. Now, with Takashi, they were one. 

“Taka,” you said as you gently dragged your nails against his scalp. 

“Mm?” He hummed, relishing how your nails felt against his skin, the lingering headache he had been fighting all day melting away at your touch.

“You know you don’t always have to take me on dates like this, ya know.”

He knew. 

But he wanted to. 

Takashi had spent years watching as you dated asshole after asshole. Watched as you went to Hina, ranting about how your long-term boyfriend forgot your birthday again or how you wished he would take you somewhere nice for once. How often had Draken had to listen to him rant about how he didn’t understand why you were still with that asshole? 

He loved doing little things like this for you—stealing you away from your responsibilities, showing you how you should have been treated. 

That was why when Draken had been lying on Takashi’s bed late one evening as Spring began to fade, he casually dropped that you had broken up with your boyfriend and that if Takashi didn’t nut up and ask you out, Draken would. Takashi had said fuck it with the “respectable” amount of time you should wait between someone breaking up and when to ask them out and had showed up at your door at 2 A.M, saying he didn’t want to wait anymore. If he had to watch you date another idiot, he wouldn’t stop himself from putting them in the hospital. 

You had been frozen to the spot during his speech, a bottle of wine clutched in one hand, mascara running down your cheeks, and hair a mess, his sweet words only making you sob harder. 

That was the night you both realized you had spent years dancing around your feelings for one another, and it was the last night either of you had spent alone. It had been a welcomed relief to the group when you two finally walked into the Toman Shrine with Takashi’s arm around your shoulders. Even Hakkai cried. 

Takashi looked up at you through his dark lashes, “I know, but why wouldn’t I?” 

 You had been so used to the bare minimum. Anything over simply helping you put your dishes away made you nervous. So when you finally explained that you had gotten so used to your ex slamming cabinets when you asked for his help, Takashi made sure to let you know that he was helping because he wanted to make your life easier. 

To show you what it was like to be genuinely… loved. Not that he had dared utter those words yet. But he thought you could tell. From how his hang lingered on your hips when he held you or how he would lean his forehead against your own just to get lost in you, trying to convey everything he couldn’t bring himself to say just yet. 

“Because it takes time away from the girls and your work. Along with all of the—” Your rant is quickly cut off as Takashi’s lips are suddenly pressed to your own, and you melted into the kiss, train of thought long forgotten. 

His lips are soft as they graze along your own, molding to yours as if they were meant to be there. A subtle drag of his tongue is an encouragement for you to open, allowing your tongues to twine together, dancing with one another as you get lost in the heady feeling of him. His calloused hands from years of fighting and hard work graze across your cheek, moving you with his arm around your waist, flipping you both so his back was against the tree and you were perched in his lap, knees on the ground next to his thighs. 

He broke the kiss first, eyes heavy-lidded as he looked at you and panting as he tried to calm himself. There was a reason he slid you down his lap—for all the heavy make-out sessions and groping, you had yet to take that final step, both of you agreeing to take it slow. Going from friends to lovers was complicated enough; what if sex ruined it? 

“You,” he said as his lips grazed over your cheek again, pulling in a shaky breath as he did, “Are the most important thing to me.” His breath fanned across your skin as he kissed back to your lips, hovering just far enough that you couldn’t quite kiss him, and you could tell he was restraining himself. His hands trembled where they held you, itching to dive under your shirt to feel your hot skin.

“Am I being silly?”

He shook his head. “No, beautiful. I’ll remind you daily that you are my priority if that’s what it takes. I waited years for you and can spend years reminding you that you’re worth it.” 

A deep blush bloomed across your cheeks, and you buried your face in the crook of his neck to hide it. Takashi inhaled suddenly, leaning his head to the side, and you froze. His hands had settled on your hips at some point, gripping you tightly. 

Your name was a whisper on his lips as you gently kissed the sensitive skin just below his jaw, and he tensed. 

“If you don’t stop, it’s going to be a problem, and I’m not having sex with you for the first time in a public place, angel.” His voice was a deep rasp, one you recognized from when he would have to excuse himself from your embrace. 

“And if I don’t want to stop?” You nipped at his jaw gently, shocked by your brazen act. You weren’t usually the one to initiate. Sex with your ex had been… a chore. It had stopped being enjoyable months before you broke up, but before that, it had turned into you turning him down in favor of getting yourself off; at least you would orgasm that way. 

With Takashi, though, you had to stop yourself. You were waiting for the moment he would be ready for you two to take it to the next step. Damn your agreement to take it slow. 

Before you knew it, Takashi had somehow deposited you on the back of his bike, and you were once again flying down the highway, his hand higher on your thigh this time, kneading at the flesh, caressing it at every red light in the city that you seemed to be hitting. That little touch sent your head spinning, imagining what it would feel like to have those hands truly on your skin.  Your hand wandered as you sat there, sliding under the back of his shirt and around to the front, where they remained for most of the ride. You could feel his heart hammering under your cheek pressed against his back. 

You were soon parked outside of your apartment and at your front door faster than you thought you’d ever been. Each glance at you was laced with heat and needy want. Nothing like you had ever seen before. You unlocked the door with Takashi pressed against your back, kissing your neck, and you both almost fell through as you swung it open. He kicked it shut, and the darkness of the night settled once more. His hands were everywhere, on your hips, ribs, and face as his lips frantically pressed to yours and your tongues danced together. Backs were pressed against walls, and chairs were bumped into as you made your way to your bedroom, each too caught up in the other to both with anything other than feeling and learning each other. 

You gasped as you finally pulled away, desperate for a breath. “Wait, wait. Takashi, wait,” your voice was a rasping plea. 

He instantly froze, his hands lingering off your body, and he pulled his face back, chewing on his bottom lip before he sucked in a breath and slowly exhaled. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Are you sure you want to do this? I know we talked about going slow.” 

His shoulders sagged in relief. He thought he had pushed you too far, too fast. Takashi slid an arm around your waist and pulled you snugly against him, chest to chest, his free hand pushing strands of hair from your face. 

“I am ready for whatever you are ready for. If that means stopping here, then that is fine. But this is about you just as much as it is about me. Are you sure you want to do this?” 

You nodded instantly, and he raised an eyebrow.

“I need to hear you say it out loud, darling.” 

“Yes,” you breathed. 

His lips were back on yours, but this time they were gentle. The frantic frenzy from a few moments before melting into long slow drags of his tongue against yours and slower movements before scooping you up in his arms and expertly navigating to your room. He stood you back on your feet at the edge of your bed and slid his hands down to the hem of your shirt.

“Can I take this off?” His voice had dropped an octave, sending a shiver down your spine, resonating deep within your bones.

You nodded, and he tilted his head slightly as you remembered.

“Y–yes. Yes.” 

Takashi gracefully lifted the shirt from your body, and his breath caught. He had known you were beautiful for ages, but seeing you now, standing before him simply with your shirt off, your skin glowing in the moonlight that filtered in through your window, you were stunning.

You shivered again as Takashi’s calloused hands ghosted up your rib cage, this time in anticipation. The feeling was like nothing you had ever felt, jolts of arousal shooting straight to your core. His fingers teased under the band of your bra, following it to your back, and he looked at you expectantly, seeking your further approval. You quickly unhooked the metal clasps, letting it fall to the ground between you. 

The smirk that graced his lips was nothing short of feral. He picked you up again and gently laid your back against the mattress; his weight was a delicious pressure over you. Takashi placed a single kiss on your mouth before quickly moving down between the valley of your breasts. His mouth was hot as his kisses became open-mouthed, kissing around the sensitive soft flesh, nipping love marks into a few spots before sucking a deep purple mark into it. 

You moaned his name as his tongue swirled your nipple, pulling the bud into the hot cavern of his mouth, and your back arched. He rolled your other nipple between his thumb and finger, pulling at it gently before letting it go, repeating the motion before swapping sides, allowing for equal attention to both breasts. 

Your body writhed under his ministrations, and you were soon a panting mess under him, too far gone in the haze of lust from a small amount of foreplay that you knew you were soaked. You clawed at his shirt, and he slunk out of reach of your hands before you could get it off.

“Patience, love.” Was his only command, and you groaned, desperate to feel his hot skin against your own. His hand slid to the top of your jeans and hovered over the button.

“Taka, fuck, please. Please take them off.” 

Takashi chuckled at your enthusiasm. 

He gripped the side of your jeans and pulled them down and off your body expertly, and you both giggled a little as the tightness of the ankles got caught on your legs, and he had to yank them with a mumble of “damn skinny jeans.” He gazed down at you, drinking in the beautiful image that was simply you—his own personal angel. Your skin was flush with blush, your chest rose and fell in quick succession as you panted, and he could see the slick that had gathered on the inside of your thighs, evidence of your need for him. 

You blushed under his gaze and resisted the urge to cover yourself up. You had nothing to be ashamed of about your body, and Takashi made you feel nothing but gorgeous. His hands always lingered on your hips before they traveled up your rib cage, oh so gently, to wrap himself around your shoulders. Your body was strong and perfect. 

Takashi ran his hands up the inside of your legs, gently pushing them apart just enough so that his hand could graze the outside of your clothed pussy. 

“Can I take these off, beautiful?” 

“It’ll feel unfair if I’m completely naked and you’re still fully clothed.” 

He reached back and pulled his shirt off in one swift movement, discarding it in a pile made up of only your clothes.

You had seen him shirtless many times over the years. Hell, you had been the one to sew up many of the scars he had peppered across his flesh. But, something about him doing it while seated between your legs, looking at you with nothing but primal lust in his eyes, was different. His pants had slipped in your haste to get to your bedroom, leaving more of his abs that fed into that perfectly cut v that disappeared into his jeans on display. Your eyes followed each line, returning to his eyes where one of his slit eyebrows was cocked.

“Like what you see?”

You nodded, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth, letting it loose again a moment later. 

His fingers grabbed the sides of your panties and slowly slid them down your legs, strings of arousal connecting you to the soft material. Takashi felt his mouth water at the sight of your perfect pussy, waiting for him to devour it. He wanted to take it slow this time. There would be plenty of times after this to fuck you into the mattress, to get you to scream his name. He wanted to explore your body tonight and learn what made you twitch and writhe. He had dreamt of the day that he would get you in this position, so open to him and waiting. He wanted to do it right and show you what it felt like to be with someone who gave a damn.

Takashi ignored the insistent throbbing of his cock as he spread your legs and settled on his belly between them, eye level with your pussy. He looked up at you, and he was pleased to see you already looking at him, mouth popped open in a small o as you watched him. Your head fell back against the mattress at the first touch of his tongue. He flattened it, pushing it between your folds and licking you from entrance to clit, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub before repeating the motion. 

Your taste was better than he could have ever imagined; the sweetness of your arousal coated his mouth as he drank you in. Your moans grew in intensity and volume as he alternated between pushing his tongue into your tight hole and licking long stripes up you. He decided to tease a finger at your entrance, gently pressing into you, testing your reactions. You mewled at the feeling, rocking your hips forward, looking for more.  He pumped his finger slowly, loosening you before sliding in another. 

His fingers were thick. Thicker than you were expecting and thicker than your own from when you had fucked yourself on them, imagining it was Takashi’s hand instead. Your head was swimming with pleasure, your moans and gasps bouncing around the walls every time Takashi twisted his fingers and grazed across the soft spot pressed into your walls. The fullness from just those two fingers had your legs trembling around him.

His tongue flattened against your clit, licking it before sucking it hard into his mouth. Your back arched as he did. The all too familiar burning sensation of your orgasm building in your lower stomach making itself known. 

No one had ever brought you this close to an orgasm so quickly.

Takashi groaned against your pussy, sending vibrations through your sensitive flesh as he rutted against the mattress, seeking relief as his cock strained. He wanted your cum on his tongue. He knew you were close, your walls fluttered tightly around his fingers, and your pussy was gushing, spurring him on as you raced toward your orgasm. 

“Takashi,” his name was a breathy moan, “’m close.”

His fingers pumped into you quicker, scissoring open and rubbing against your g-spot each time. “Cum for me, angel.”

Your legs clamped around his head as you exploded on his fingers, a loud gasp of his name leaving your sinful lips, and he drank in your orgasm, your juices coating his chin in a thin sheet of slick. If Takashi died here, suffocated between your legs, it would be the best way to go.

Takashi licked at your overly sensitive pussy, and you twitched each time his tongue met your flesh. He ran his tongue over his lips before kissing up your body, his weight settling heavily over you again. Your head was foggy from your orgasm; you had never felt that good before. Hell, you didn’t know it could feel that good. The tingling sensation that came from is radiated from your toes to the tips of your ears. You felt weightless. 

Lips met your jaw, and then a nibble to your ear lobe.

“Want to keep going?” 

You nodded, “God, yes. Can I suck your cock?” You didn’t have it in you to be embarrassed about your question. You wanted to taste him, to feel how heavy he would be on your tongue. 

He groaned and rutted his hips against yours. Your eyes widened at the feel of him. He was big. 

“As much as I would love to watch my cock disappear between your lips, there’s time for that later. I want to see you cum on my cock.”

He kicked his pants and boxers off, leaving you both bare to the world. He sat on his haunches, and you couldn’t help but stare at his cock.

It was perfect. A thick vein ran along the side, and the thought of running your tongue along it had you licking your lips. 

But holy shit, he was big. A girth that suddenly made you understand why foreplay seemed essential to him. He wrapped a fist around his cock, pumping slowly. The tip was an angry red and leaking pre-cum, begging for attention.  His free hand found your cunt again, gently running a finger up and stopping at your clit, rubbing small circles into it.

“Condom?” His fist twisted tightly again at the base of his cock, and he bucked slightly into his hand. 

“Birth control. Clean?”

Takashi looked at you incredulously. “Clean.”

“Good. Me too. Now fuck me before I lose my mind, please.”

“Only ‘cause you asked so nicely.” 

He braced a forearm on the bed next to your head and used the hand wrapped around his cock to lead himself to your entrance, breaching your tight hole with his tip before slowly sinking in. Takashi leaned down and kissed you as you winced at the stretch. 

“I know, baby. You’re doing so good for me,” he whispered against your lips, nipping at them gently.

You relaxed at the praise, sighing heavily at the pleasure as his talented fingers found your clit once more, letting you loosen further as he wrung pleasure from every ounce of your flesh. You had never felt this full before. He reached a depth of you that you had never hit with any toy or ex-lover. You both groaned as he finally bottomed out, and he paused, letting you adjust to his considerable size. 

A seductive moan, nothing short of pornographic, left your lips as you gave a tentative roll of your hips, feeling just how he dragged along your walls, hooked just enough that he would stimulate each part of you. 

“Move, Takashi,” you pressed your lips against his in a desperate, sloppy kiss, “make me yours.”

Takashi groaned against your mouth as he pulled his hips back and slammed them back into yours. Each thrust was bullying and demanding as he set a leisurely pace, drinking in the way your cunt clenched around his cock. The sound of your wet pussy and hips against one another mixed with your moans. 

“You feel so good, angel,” Takashi moaned as he pushed up on his hand. His eyes trailed down your body to where you were connected, thick white rings of your arousal built around the base of his cock, and his mouth fell open at the sight. He watched as each time he surged forward; your hips rolled to meet his, thrust for thrust. Your hands gripped the bed sheets above your head, pulling at them tightly as each punishing thrust made your tits bounce and forced a moan from you.

You already felt like you were going to cum again. 

“More,” you breathed, and Takashi responded instantly, the pace he was thrusting into you kicking up. 

“Gonna cum on my cock, baby?” Takashi’s voice would send you over if you weren’t careful. Just the way he spoke, so dirty but so him at the same time. He groaned loudly as he threw his head back before sitting up completely and hooking your knee over his elbow, allowing for a new angle that hit you much deeper.

“Oh, fuuu-ck, Taka!” 

Takashi’s rough hand grabbed your breast, pinching and rolling your nipple between his fingers once more, the sensation shooting right down to your pussy, clenching tightly on Takashi’s cock as he pounded relentlessly into you. You were so close. 

“Right there, right there, right there,” You gasped repeatedly. Takashi didn’t falter, his hips never stuttering until your body seized up, and you screamed as you came on his cock, little white spots exploding in your vision as you did. 

“Shit, you’re tight,” Takashi moaned as his hips finally began to lose their rhythm, “Wanna fill you up, baby.” He was overwhelmed with the feel of your fluttering wall around him until he finally slammed into you one more time, emptying himself into you with a few sloppy thrusts. 

He panted for breath as he collapsed over you, letting your leg fall gently to the bed. Takashi’s hand cupped your jaw and guided your eyes to his.

“Breathe, baby,” he said, and you gasped deeply, desperate to pull in air. 

Your breaths mingled as you lay there, lost in each other. The stickiness of your skin and the heavy air in the room settled over you both.

“Takashi,” you whispered against his lips before kissing him slowly and deeply. His lips still tasted faintly of you but were swollen and red from how he had been biting on them, keeping himself from being overly vocal. 

He pulled out, and you felt his cum slowly seep out of you. Takashi groaned as he watched. He wanted to push his cum back into you so badly. Next time.

“Takashi,” you said again, his eyes locked with yours. There was a gentleness there that he hadn’t seen before, something new he had to explore. 

“Yes, beautiful?” He trailed his fingers down your face.

“I love you.”

He blinked. Once. Twice. 

“I love you, angel.” 

His lips sealed the promise those words meant to him. You were his, in every sense of the word, and he was yours. You were giving him your heart to protect with those three words. You’ve given him your body to protect with your actions. 

Takashi knew one thing: he’d do anything for you if it meant hearing those words from your lips every day. 

A/N: Takashi is our consent king.

🏷️: @awkwardchick87

[h8ani]

You don't mean to hold onto the past but, you do. You hold onto him with every piece of you and you're only going to hurt others in the process.

Takashi Mitsuya x Reader

Word Count: 3.7k

Warnings: nsfw, female reader, non-canon events, reader deals with grief, major character death, descriptions of a dead body, mentions of blood, mentions of a panic attack, unprotected sex, hurt & no comfort

Here is my entry for @bioticlaw TUN collab! I don't know why I choose sadness and angst but I hope anyone who reads this enjoys what I wrote! I tried my hardest with this one :')

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Grief: (noun) deep sorrow, especially that caused by someone's death. 

Grief is the response to loss, particularly to the loss of someone or something that has died. Death is the tragedy in the young, too many opportunities and experiences cut short. There’s a different kind of mourning you feel when someone you love dies young, you’re angry; the unfairness in the world makes you want to scream and cry, all the lost occasions and celebrations you’ll never get with your person. It’s different when they never get to grow old with you, getting to have the same initiations in life that you had to go through; the heartbreaks, the ceremonies, all the celebratory times in one’s life all cut too short by the angel of death himself. Death is a right of passage for the elderly, the old have lived their lives fully, looking back on the memories that they made because they had a full life to live, a life they had lived absolutely.

The death in your life was one no person should have to endure. The loss of your one true love; Ken Ryuguji. The sorrow you feel should be a testament to the love you had, the pain stands as a witness of your bond with him and how it still survives even when time has spent since his passing. 

Ken was a true gem, a diamond in the rough of the people in your life. He was a protector by nature when it came to you, always shielding you from danger since you two were young, it continued even after you two grew up from little kids to young adults although by then you were able to defend yourself without needing his presence. It’s a shame you were never able to do the same for him. 

The memories of seeing him were ones engraved in your mind, the blood that pooled around his cold, lifeless body still haunts every aspect of your being. Most nights you cry yourself to sleep, the recollections of that unforgettable night being the only thing you’re able to think of when the moon shines brightly through your window, the darkness of the night mirroring just how you felt inside most days. No matter what you do to stop them, the tears continue to flow. 

You wish you could think of the happy memories, lord knows there were plenty of them to blur out the bad. Your favorite memories hazily glow in the glum thoughts, the light trying to brighten but eventually being downcast into the murkiness of your heartbreak. You still think back to when you’d be on the back of his bike – your arms wrapped tightly around his waist as the bike was revved up and exceeded speeds that weren’t legal in any way but you didn’t care. You could’ve driven for hours and ended up who knows where and you wouldn’t care. You would’ve been content just being with Ken forever. 

But forever doesn’t exist.

The suffering you endure from the memories of that very night – it’s like razor blades filled inside one of the many stuffed animals he had given you throughout the years, the more you clung to them the deeper the cuts go, and no chance in healing as you embed them deeper and deeper. 

You gasp aloud, body shooting up in a frenzy as you look around, the heavy comforter that was once draped over you was now kicked down and bunched down at your feet. Your throat constricted against itself as you tried to heave as much air in your lungs as possible. The room was spinning even when the darkness surrounded you with no form of light peeking out anywhere. You squeezed your eyes shut, the tears that had already been welling up fell down your cheeks now. You’re so focused on catching your breath and centering yourself that you don’t hear the calling of your name from beside you, the low buzz in your ears greater than his voice could reach. 

You feel a gentle hand on your back, the slow movements of his hand seemingly calming you down in a matter of seconds. “Sorry…” you mutter out, voice hoarse and quiet, you glance over to see your boyfriend, a worried expression etched all over his face. 

“No apologies tonight, okay?” Mitsuya says as he sees your broken figure, he pulls you closer to him as he lays you both back into the bed. Your head rests against his shoulder while he continues to rub small circles along your back. A shaky sigh escapes your lips as you melt into him feeling the tingle in your body slowly dissipate while you calm down. 

Mitsuya knew what he was getting into when he finally decided to approach you, he had known you since you both were kids; being introduced to each other by Draken himself, he also knew of the relationship that you and Draken had, Mistuya was also the one who realized that you were the unlucky soul who found Draken’s body, but how could you not when you were pinged the location. 

It was something out of a movie, a horror movie that no one should have to live through. Mitsuya remembers hearing that you found Draken’s body but when you opened up enough to tell him the events that happened that very night a shiver ran through his spine. 

You rushed through the story when trying to talk to him about it, tears pricking your eyes because you were so tired of crying and just wanted to stop. When you finally got to the part that took an eerily chill turn Mitsuya could feel his own throat start to contract, the bile in his throat slowly rising up. You got the location ping from Draken himself, it was a random spot, an area behind a field that was frequently packed during the summer when little league would be in full swing, but you knew it. You went to go meet him, confused as to why he was so M.I.A during the day and why he didn’t tell you about the reason for this random location drop. You finally saw him, lying in a patch of grass staring up at the stars until realizing what you were actually looking at. 

Draken was dead. 

His face looked peaceful but the torn, dirty clothes he was wearing said differently. The grass was stained red around him and it dragged on as if his body was moved. Days later you found out that he had been dead for hours prior to getting the location ping that was sent to your phone, a silent yet deafening message being sent to you.

Mitsuya listened to everything, seeing how you were when reiterating the story to him, watching how you fidgeted and struggled to finish the story towards the end. You were never the same after that, the lasting effects of witnessing and living through something so traumatizing was something you dealt with on a daily basis. You told him that the first few months you had nightmares every night, some so bad that you forced yourself to stay awake for days on end which only made you incoherent at work. Therapy was something you now go to three times a week, it does help but he sees the anger behind your eyes when you say you shouldn’t need it. 

You were closed off when Mitsuya came to you, another result of what you had been through. He remembers vividly of your warnings to him, you were so adamant on telling him that you weren’t the same girl he once knew, you couldn’t be. If you could’ve given him a powerpoint presentation as to why he shouldn’t be with you, you would have if you were given the time. But he didn’t care, he just smiled that same comforting smile he’s always had at you just waiting on you to finish the 15th reason as to why he’d be better off with someone else. 

The look on your face when he just waited for you to finish and proceed to ask you out on a date was something he cherished, the little gap your lips made in astonishment and wide eyes was something to snicker at. He was going to be the one to break down this concrete wall you had built up. 

Days turned into weeks which turned to months and here you were, almost a year together and if you were being completely honest you were surprised. You didn’t expect a relationship to come from him, but when it did, the guilt that started to eat away at you displayed so vividly that you were so sure that he was going to cut and run at the earliest convenience, but he stayed, he kept his feet planted firmly down and promised to help you, he told you that you weren’t alone in this and for the first time in a long time you didn’t feel alone. 

Mitsuya was never a rebound to you, you never wanted him to be just someone to take up the space that Ken once filled up, you don’t think that anyone could truly do that. Being with Mitsuya you learned that it’s okay to keep ahold of those memories you held so close when it came to Ken, that still loving Ken was okay even if you were now with Mitsuya. With the relationship you now had it was easier than you had expected because he had seen all of you, all of your troubles and hardships, and what you needed. There were no points of uncertainty because he was there to help you through it all. If that’s the secret to the strong bond and how it formed so fast for you two you’d be happy to say it aloud and shout it from the rooftops, although you still have your troubles it’s easier to talk to someone who isn’t being paid to listen. 

Despite the fact that your relationship with him wasn’t always like this and your feelings for Mitsuya were more of a slow agonizing burn than something that blossomed like a beautiful flower in the springtime. Your feelings crept up slowly, once treating him like a foreign object that was protruding into you deeper and deeper until you felt the ache subside, you caught yourself waiting on his calls, always happening around the same time, and just like clockwork you let it ring three times before answering. You started to miss his absence and sweet words, always knowing what calms you down when you’re more anxious about the world around you. You genuinely liked him, although the thoughts of uncertainty always loomed in the back of your mind. The guilt eats you away in random moments of the day, when you feel content it hits harder than you’d like. Would Ken be upset with you? This was his friend, his close friend to be exact and it felt wrong. Continuing on with life was something you needed to do, you had to keep going on, so why did you still feel this way? Was it too soon to move on? Should you have stayed alone and dealt with this all yourself rather than finding solace in another person? Was it fair for you to find happiness while Ken couldn’t feel anything anymore? He was gone, dead and buried yet here you are alive and tormented by nothing but the thoughts of him and what could’ve been. 

“We’ll get through this.” Mitsuya’s voice brings you back to him, his voice was as quiet as a whisper but came through so loud in your head. He always has a way of bringing you back down. Your throat still hurt and you could still feel the drum of your heart pounding against your chest. “We’ll get past this.”

Past this… Past Ken… God, if only he was still here. You wouldn’t be like this, you wouldn’t be in pain and constantly having a battle within yourself, you wouldn’t be– 

“I love you.” Mitsuya’s voice cut in. 

Suddenly everything stopped; time, sound, your breathing. The words that left his lips danced around in the atmosphere circling around you both. You raise your head and look at him, lavender eyes wide open as he stares right back at you. He’s terrified, the silence in the air making him more nervous than he’d like to be. 

It slipped, of course he feels that way but he didn’t want to say it until he was absolutely sure you felt the same. A childlike way of going about things but who could blame him when you looked the way you did right now, you were stunned, you might as well have been hit with a stun gun with the way you seemed to be frozen just from three simple words that carried so much weight to them and worry was now creeping up on him, God knows you’ve tried pushing him away before but now this just might be the final blow to send you running away from him for good. 

“Say it again.” You speak up, albeit quietly and unsure of the words that you had just heard but still understood by Mitsuya. 

He swallows down the fear that creeps up his throat, the look he gives you is uncommon yet raw, shifting to face you more, his hand grazes up your arm until it rests against your cheek, and his thumb brushes against the soft skin as he takes a deep needed breath. “I love you–” 

Mitsuya felt your lips on him before he could finish let alone process what was happening. Your eyes squeezed together tight and hands squeezed around his wrist even tighter. If a single kiss could condense a million thoughts and promises in one, this would be it. He kisses you back, lips forming against yours and bleeding all the passion between the words he said to you behind it. Your lips were warm and soft against his which was a stark contrast to your bodies, his was cold to the touch; chest pricked with goosebumps as your warm hands roamed over him. He snaked an arm around you quickly tugging you closer all while shifting to hover over you. You feel his weight bare more on top of you, one hand holding himself up as his other slides under your shirt just enough to feel your skin against his. 

Your skin felt like a million fireworks were being set off on top of it, the way his hand set them off in an instant made you feel so many things: excitement, regret, acceptance, guilt.  

The thought of Ken slips into your mind. Of all times to be here, you thought. You were always so shy with him, the memories of your first time flooded in like a dam that had finally burst. His face; rosy cheeks and the beads of sweat that graced his body, he was praising you the entire time, telling you how good you were doing and how beautiful you looked under his body. His hands; how strong they were when you finally switched positions, he so easily lifted you up and brought you back down his cock with such ease. And his mouth; the way he effortlessly spewed such filth on top of the sweet and loving words he’d call you. And his-

You shake those thoughts away, needing wanting to focus on the man in front of you. 

Your hands find their way to his hair, fingers grazing the side where his tattoo stays hidden. Strong hands find place at your waist and soon fingers dexterously hook into the waistband of your bottoms and tug them down.

He wishes he could take his time with you, wanting to go as slow as he can to savor this moment, but the way he’s tugging your top off and pulling his sweats down he can’t help it. Your hands move quickly as well, tugging at his boxers with a slight tremor. Nerves running rampant at this very moment, you want this, you need this with him. You want to get this right. 

You’re both so sweaty as his cock is thrusted back into you continuously. The oversensitivity for how long you two have been going is catching up to you and tears well up in your eyeline ready to fall. Just a little more and you’ll get there, teetering on the edge of ecstasy and falling back down to losing your high. 

Mitsuya’s thrusts weren’t rough but were just enough to pull the small whimpers from you. His hands were on your hips pushing you deeper into the mattress with every thrust that kissed your walls, it was needy, the way your legs hooked behind him pulling him deeper and deeper just chasing that high you couldn’t reach. Your brows furrowed in frustration and he saw that, he saw how you’ve been trying for so long just to finally cum. His thumb pressed into your clit rubbing small, quick circles to help you but that barely did anything. 

Your walls fluttered around him for the nth time that night but almost like a mental block you don’t reach your peak, your walls stop gripping around him while a pout forms on your face and a huffed out sigh that was quietly heard. You couldn’t get yourself to finish. 

Mitsuya swallows thickly as the words he’s about to say cause a deep churn in his stomach. “If you need to say…” he swallows them down, hips slowing down in the process yet still flush against yours, “his name. If that makes all of this easier for you, then say it.”

You snap your head up to look at him. Disbelief filling your brain from the words he just said. His name. Say Ken’s name…

“Takashi-”

“It’s fine-fuck.” He groans, his hips slowly pulling out until just the tip then slowly thrusts back in, a certain fervor behind it that makes your ears ring. His pace picks up, the shallow sound of his hips meeting yours until another groan leaves him. “You need this.”

He leans down and his lips latch onto the sweet spot to your neck, licking a stripe up until you visibly shiver. Your arms hook under his own, holding him tight against your chest. His own groans of pleasure in your ear spurring you on further. 

You squeeze your eyes shut, tears finally falling past your waterline as you allow yourself to think about him, bringing those thoughts you so desperately tried pushing away earlier this night. You think about how Ken would grab you, hold you, kiss you, touch you. Imagining that he was the one to touch you now, cock buried deep within your walls and groaning from how tight you squeeze him. If you thought hard enough Mitsuya’s voice melded into his, the same deep vibrato you loved to hear, especially in the morning. Mitsuya’s cock buried in you soon blended in your thoughts of Ken, finally feeling as if it was Ken who was fucking you.

His name slips out of your lips before you realize what you’re doing, a gasp rips from you as you open your eyes wide. You meet Mitsuya’s pretty purple eyes that are already staring down at you. You couldn’t decipher what it was; he had a different appearance behind his eyes. “Again.” He says before thrusting into you harder, each thrust of his soon becoming rougher than the last and hitting all the sensitive spots inside that make you choke on your own moans. 

“Fuck…Ken.” You moan his name, this time a bit louder than the last. You clench down tighter than you have for the night, you were so close, Mitsuya could tell from the glossy look you had. 

“Come on baby, cum for me.” His voice was desperate, he needed you to cum, he needed to feel you unravel underneath him even if it wasn’t him who you had on your mind. 

He leans down to press a soft kiss to your forehead, hips slamming in rougher that had you squealing out. His tip hitting deeper the harder he fucks up into you. You look up at him seeing that his eyes never left yours. “I love you.” is all you utter before finally crashing down. Body shaking as you orgasm, Mitsuya’s hips sputter as your own orgasm causes his, a flurry of curse words leaving his lips as he paints your walls with his cum.

It’s silent in the aftermath, just the sounds of heavy breathing from the both of you and the sound of the blankets shuffling as he pulls out, laying beside you. 

You both are at a loss for words, how has someone as pure hearted as Mitsuya lasted this long in a world so cold and fucked up? How did he end up with you? Were you also just the last string left he had left of Draken? Had his feelings been blinded by the pain he felt from losing him? How did you end up with someone so kind and understanding? Knowing no one else in this world would have the patience that he has had for you. How did a once calm night turn into tension that couldn’t be cut with the sharpest blade? 

You really fucked up this time, you both think to yourselves. 

Eventually, Mitsuya turns to flick the bedside lamp off, soon enveloping you in the darkness that you felt was your heart. You felt the blankets now cover you as you were pulled into him, the warmth of his body and his arm holding you tight allowing you to feel relieved in some way, you still felt cold inside, nonetheless. A sigh leaves both of your chests while you close your eyes and let the darkness take over. 

The last thought before falling asleep was of Ken.

Oh, how you missed him. 

If only it really was him.

networks: @enchantedforest-network @bitchcraftinc @ghostqueue

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

Can't write so I thought I'd do something else.

[metranart]

Will you be Toman’s darling? Mikey can’t seem to stop asking, it’s not enough to be able to fuck you whenever he wants, he needs the title that you’re HIS but not only his but also his mates, those guys he loves more than his own life… and unfortunately, you do as well. 

You don’t understand why it’s so important to them, but each one has asked the same question over and over again. Draken kisses you, his tongue dancing with yours while his hips don’t miss a single thrust, it’s delicious, it’s delirious and he only dares to break the kiss to ask. “Will you be ours?” —You don’t answer, just bite his lip and begin to thrust your hips to him, as a way to distract him but he’s not dumb and less of all, a quitter, so he won’t give up, none of them will! 

Baji’s strong hands anchor you to him, perched on either side of your hips as he rams you from behind, your eyes have been blank for more than fifteen minutes, his name rolls off your tongue like your private mantra and from his tongue rolls: “Say yes,” his ragged breath demands, “Stop torturing us and say yes, shit!” The answer he wants to hear isn’t spoken but that doesn’t discourage him from cumming deep inside you -marking you from the inside out at least gives him so kind of relieve-…. 

Mitsuya’s attempts are more tender, kisses and cuddles, your naked bodies tangled in each other, the strong fingers of his fist tangled among your sweaty strands of silky hair, each thrust hitting that special place inside you that makes you see stars, his lips only parting to adore you and when you think you’re safe: “We will take care of you, we will go out of our way for you… just say yes, just grant us that favor—be OURS….”. Apparently being filled by each and every one of these gang members isn’t enough, moaning their names and marking their necks with hickey doesn’t satisfy them, they want you for themselves, they want you in their gang as their banner as their princess. 

Mikey is the most stubborn, his fat thumb slides under your skirt, snaking behind your panties, two fingers accompanying it to slip inside you, drumming and circling your clit as if it were the joystick of an Xbox control, your flushed cheeks and half-open lids delight him, makes him drunk and dizzy, just being able to put you in that delirious state. He knows it’s his mission in life to have you like this forever, you’re his, you must conquer Tokyo with them, you must stop resisting and agree to their terms. Mikey doesn’t waste any moment to ask, while he kisses you, while he eats you out, while he makes you cum harder than ever. 

“Will you be ours? ....yesyesyesyes-?”

Their teamwork is weakening your good judgment, it’s too much, your knees buckle, and your voice is a permanent moan. Damn! Your shivering lips parted and the gazes of the four gang members shine with hope. Anxiety and stress can be detected in their clenched fists, a heavy silence falls over everyone when you say: 

“I’m already yours, why do we need to tag it… I’m not going anywhere.”

There is disappointment, frustration, even anger but also amusement in their features. They won’t accept a refusal. They will just have to keep convincing you, again and again and again. You are stubborn, but so are they.

➡️ FULL NSFW ART of this drabble 🥵

[wolfiesmoon]

The greatest gift

it's the most wonderful time of the year as they like to say so how about you recieve the best gift from santa on top of that 😈

this is suggestive perhaps??

Characters featured: mikey, hanma, baji, mitsuya

₊˚⊹♡ Mikey

You were joking when you asked for "Mikey" for christmas. You thought Hina and Emma knew you were joking.

So why the hell was Mikey currently tied up with a christmas ribbon and sitting under the christmas tree in your house, staring back at you with a slight smile?

"Merry christmas."

"I- HUH?!" you quickly covered your mouth, not wanting to be too loud at midnight. "Mikey, why are you in my house?" you whisper yelled.

"Emma and Hina jumped me." was his comically simple response. Well, it would be comically simple if Mikey didn't scare the living crap out of you just a few moments ago.

"That- That doesn't explain anything!" at this point, you've given up with trying to be quiet.

"I can't tell you anything more. I have no idea what's happening either."

"How are you so calm about this anyways?" you walked closer to him, inspecting the tag on the ribbon that said "Merry christmas from Emma and Hina".

"Now that I think of it, it is pretty weird to be kidnapped by your sister."

You're not even going to ask how they managed to get him in here without the keys.

"Well, uhhh... how about I unwrap you...?" you offered awkwardly after a small silence.

"Are you sure you want to do that? You'll unleash the true present by doing that." something... strange flashed behind his dark eyes.

"...What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, nothing. ♡"

₊˚⊹♡ Hanma

"Merry christmas. ♡" you froze at the sound of his voice.

You were woken up by some weird noise downstairs, quietly walking down to investigate the source. You even took a knife from the kitchen just in case.

But instead of a robber or kidnapper, what you found was Hanma Shuji tied up in a big red ribbon. Smiling at you.

"Don't you merry christmas me." you didn't know what to say or do. You were scared out of your mind just now and that combined with the strange sight in front of you made you at a loss of... anything, really.

"Woah, that's a big knife... What were you going to do with that?˜" he sounded more amused than anything.

"You little... I don't... What is even happening?" you dropped the knife on the ground.

"Someone told me that you want 'Hanma Shuji' for christmas."

"Well, you know what I thought I was going to get for christmas? Kidnapped, that's what!" you yelled, not even caring about how loud you are right now.

"Hahahah, how amusing!" he laughed, seeming very satisfied.

"You won't be saying that after the things I will do to you. You know you can't escape when you're tied up, right?" a smirk crossed your face suddenly. A sense of boldness overtook you.

"Oooh, aren't you bold. ♡" his smile only widened.

₊˚⊹♡ Baji

"No way." you had to do a double take when you saw what you thought you saw.

Turns out this christmas is more interesting than you thought it would be. A present from Toman ended up being Baji Keisuke in the flesh.

"Mmmf!" he's probably telling you to free him right now, which admittedly, is hard to do when your mouth is gagged.

"Wow, this is like, the best present I ever got. I gotta thank the boys later." you walked closer to him, kneeling down and inspecting him in all his tied up glory.

Baji looked half angry half embarrased, and honestly that just made you want to tease him more. You kissed his cheek, smiling cheekily.

"Hmmf..." you laughed a little at his face.

"Mmmf! Hmmm!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, I'll let you out. But that doesn't mean that I'm done with you just yet." you smiled, taking the bow of the ribbon into your hands to untie it.

"Mmm..?!"

₊˚⊹♡ Mitsuya

"Me and Mana have a surprise for you." Luna ran up to you all of a sudden.

"What is it?" you placed your hands on your knees to get closer to Luna's height.

"Wait till christmas." that was Luna's only response before running off to continue playing with Mana.

"Hmmm..." you hummed, a bit confused.

.

"Was this... Luna and Mana's gift?" you looked at the comically large christmas present under the tree. What in the world did those two give you?

You carefully removed the lid of the box, worried about the contents. Only to find Mitsuya inside.

"I- What the hell?" Luna and Mana sure are some evil children.

"I don't know either. Hakkai approached me just now and said "sorry" before wrapping me up and putting me in this box with no further explanation." his eyes never left yours.

"I think I know who's idea this was..." you stepped inside the box, sitting directly across from him. He raised an eyebrow.

"Your little sisters told me something about a surprise for christmas..."

"Oh my god. That explains... a lot." he looked as if he just made a big realisation. You couldn't help but laugh a little at the sight.

You pecked his lips all of a sudden, making him jump slightly. "Tell them thank you later."

"Shouldn't you be thanking them?" he smiled.

"No, I'm sure you'll be the one thanking them tommorow." His eyes widened at your mischevious smirk.

an early christmas present for my mikey, hanma, baji and mitsuya babes 💕

i want to make sure yall are well fed with that christmas dinner this year

[the-atlas-sister]

𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎.

𝙸𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎… 𝙼𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕.

If you would have told anyone in Toman that Mitsuya would be the first guy to actually get a date with a girl they would be pissing in their pants laughing at you. Except Takemichi.

"You've got to be shitting me, right?" Draken snickered, slapping Mitsuya's shoulder as he sewed the final touches into his jacket for the infamous date. The grey haired boy was surrounded by Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu and Takamichi as Mikey tinkered with his bike.

"I'm serious," Mitsuya said with a smirk, looking up at his taller friend. "She even asked me out."

"Bullshit," Chifuyu snorted.

"Why's it so hard to believe?" Takemichi asked, leaning over Mikey as he tinkered with his bike. "Mitsuya seems like he'd be better with girls then any of us."

"Except Mitsuya hasn't had a girlfriend, or even hooked up with a girl," Draken chuckled, leaning over his friend in question with a teasing smirk.

"Neither have you," Mitsuya shot back with an equally teasing smirk of his own.

"That's by choice for me," Draken shrugged, standing up fully.

"Plus, Draken's got Mikey," Chifuyu teased. "I don't think he'd have enough time for a girlfriend."

The other's couldn't help but laugh, except for Mikey, who pouted from his spot beside the bike. "Kenny doesn't need a girlfriend, he's got Emma," he pouted, wacking Takemichi with his wrench.

"Hey! What'd I do!" Takemichi yelped, hopping around comically and holding his calf.

The boys continued to laugh at their friend's antics before Mitsuya felt his phone buzz. He pulled it out and flipped it open, only to see a message from none other than the girl in question.

"Is that her?" Chifuyu asked, hovering behind to older boy, trying to peak at his phone.

"You're almost as bad as my little sisters," Mitsuya scoffed, pushing Chifuyu away with a teasing scowl.

"Tell her to come here," Draken smirked. "So we can see this girl for ourselves."

Mitsuya scoffed at his friend but smiled softly. It'd be nice for him to show you off, give him an excuse to gloat in front of his friends. "Alright, I will," he said to himself before sending you the location.

"Let's pretend you do actually have a date," Chifuyu said, leaning on the bike. Mikey sent him a scowl, making Chifuyu quickly back off with a flushed face. "How'd you meet her?"

"Sewing club," he stated simply, going back to his jacket. "She needed an outfit for a date or something and asked for some pointers. Then she asked me on the date."

"Wow, bold girl," Takemichi mumbled slightly. "Reminds me of Hina." He stared into the distance with a far off grin. Chifuyu quickly smacked him upside the head with a bored expression.

"Speak of the devil," Mitsuya mumbled, smirking at something in the distance. The boys followed his gaze to see a girl running up to the small group. She wore a bright grin and a dazzling outfit, assumingly the one Mitsuya was previously talking about.

"You've got to be shitting me," Draken repeated, shaking his head with his arms crossed over his chest. You were fucking stunning.

"Hey," Mitsuya said, standing as you approached the ground.

"Hey Taka," you said with a wide grin. Your eyes fell to his jacket. "Woah- did you do the embroidery?" you asked with wide eyes, gently picking up the fabric.

"Just finished it," Mitsuya responded with a small smile.

"Amazing work, as always," you said with a small grin of your own. You looked over his shoulder at the gaping gang members. "Oh, hello!"

"You've got to be shitting me!" Chifuyu exclaimed, making you chuckle awkwardly.

"Excuse me?"

"Sorry about them," Mitsuya said, sending his friends a small smirk. "My friends are just surprised."

"Oh," you said, smiling once more. "Hi Taka's friends!"

They all waved awkwardly at you, still in disbelief.

"So, ready to go?" you asked, turning your attention to Mitsuya.

"Yeah, you good with a motorcycle?" Mitsuya asked, pointing over his shoulder at his bike. Mikey stood from his place on the ground and wiped the sweat from his head.

"Mhm!" You wandered to the motorcycle, waiting patiently for Mitsuya.

"Told ya," he mumbled to his friends with a smirk before wandering to the bike with you.

"You've got to be shitting me!" Chifuyu yelled once more as the couple drove away.

[rubywithecat]

What they will do when they fall in love with you (Tokyo Rev men)

Mikey

-he might stop acting childish around u and start to show u his mature side more like he want u to think that he is dependable.

-he would find every details that u do is just attractive and cute so u would catch him starring at u for long frequently

-he would properly spend time with u more and being talkative like sharing even small info about what he did

Draken

-he might be pretending like he doesnt care about u at first cuz he felt embarrassed about blushing around u all the time

-he would passively send u gifts like he would give Takemichi a keychain that u always wanted to give it u

-he would act more softly than he usually does around u and smiled at when u do some mistake and freaked out

Mitsuya

-he would do every small things to u like tying ur shoe lace or getting a water bottle when u are sweating

-he would make time for u even if he is being busy and he would find a way to do anything u ask for

-he would hug u or hold ur hand whenever he find right chance

Chifuyu

-he will do things that he thought he would never do for u

-he would take care of u even if u get hurt a lil bit or he would miss his school just to buy u medicine when ur sick

-he would become more patient with u and would even start to like behaviors that he thought annoying before

-he would blush when u tease him instead of getting mad and he would show his vulnerable side to u

Hakkai

-he would start to feel comfortable with u when talking and less awkward

-he would try to like things that ur passionate about

-he would take u when he go bowling and even teach u patiently how to be good at it

Baji

-he would tease u more often and might accidentally make u mad

-he got scared of losing u when ur mad at him so he would do everything to make up for it and it always work

-he will take u on his bike and his fav spots in town and would chat with u for hours

-he would take extra care of his emotions and behaviors when hes around u

Hanma

-he would stop messing around and show is serious side around u

-he would do all the fighting where u cant see and would even hide his wounds from u cuz hes afraid that u would scare of him

-he would treat u like his queen and give u expensive gifts often

-doing even simple things as long as its with u would make him so happy

—

Hope u enjoy this loves! <3

Any support would be very appreciated and request are open <33 See ya!

—

[six-eyed-samurai]

THE OTHER MAN

Originally supposed to be Toman x reader finding out they had another crush before them, but it kinda spiraled out of control

Enjoy anyway-

DID YOU KNOW...

-Mikey forgot about his jealousy after he passed out from dorayaki sugar rush

-Baji goes to bother Chifuyu after that to grill him about you

-Draken forgives you eventually, but Inupi's still wondering what he did to deserve the side eye the next day

-Kazutora was, in fact, at a balcony, which he promptly sent you a picture of

-Mitsuya took away dessert privileges from Luna and Mana that day but never told them why

[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 (𝐡𝐜𝐬)

INCLUDES | toman members [mentioned: draken, hakkai, mitsuya, pah-chin, peh-yan, takemichi, kazutora, chifuyu, baji.], bonten members [mentioned: takeomi, koko, kakucho, sanzu, ran and rindou haitani]

NOTE | headcanons for toman are set in the final timeline! everyone is in their mid/late 20s, happy & alive :) | request

— TOMAN.

When Mikey shows up with a pregnant lady at his side, most of the gang is stunned into silence. Curious gazes are exchanged, then everyone start whispering among each other, trying to make sense of the situation.

At first, nobody really connects the dots. They all assume you must be a friend in need or someone Mikey found and decided to help. They imagine that Mikey took you under his wing and promised to keep you safe – which would explain why he brought you here. Typical Mikey.

Imagine the absolute whiplash when Mikey starts the meeting by introducing you as his wife.

For some of them (especially Draken), it's kind of a hard pill to swallow.

A wave of realization hits him hard and he suddenly feels like he never really knew Mikey after all. His best friend, whom he hangs out with pretty much every day and has been looking after his whole life, has been married this entire time? He can't help but wonder how he missed all the signs and feels a mixture of emotions as he tries to process those unexpected layers of Mikey's life that he never knew existed.

But once he starts to grasp the reasons why Mikey did it, he begins to feel better about it.

He knows that Mikey has always been a responsible and thoughtful young man. The fact that he kept his wife hidden from the gang because he knew your presence might've made you a target for rival gangs or enemies seeking to exploit the slightest vulnerability in his life only made Draken more admirative of Mikey.

Over time, everyone in Toman gets accustomed to the situation and they all grow closer to you, much to Mikey's delight.

Hakkai has yet to get used to seeing you around all the time, but he tries his best. He really likes you and tries not to freeze completely when you talk to him. It's not easy for him, but he does manage to get a few words out when you start a conversation. It's cute to see him make the effort and face his shyness just to be able talk to you.

Baji and Chifuyu are like your personal bodyguards. They treat you like a younger sibling, always looking out for you and stealing you from Mikey to hang out or help with shopping for the baby.

As for Mitsuya, he'll put all his energy into making his own unique pieces of clothing for the baby. Before your child is even born, he's is already envisioning the most adorable designs to keep the little one cozy and stylish at all times. He'll design all sort of cute outfits, knit baby blankets, baby booties, and maybe even craft some nursery decor, because why not.

Everyone quickly realizes that you are an essential pillar of support for Mikey and they, too, end up finding comfort in your presence.

In moments of stress and anxiety, you always know how to calm them down. A gentle touch on the shoulder or a quick pep talk is all it takes to ease the burden from their shoulders. It's as if you have this innate sense of knowing when people need support the most, and you're always there to lend a listening ear or a shoulder to lean on.

You've practically become Kazutora's best friend and confident, and he often seeks your advice on important decisions. Your bond with him runs deep, forged through shared experiences and the understanding that you have for each other. He knows that you genuinely care about his well-being and will always have his best interests at heart.

After the baby's arrival, Pah-Chin and Peh-Yan turn into the typical pair of bickering uncles, always competing to hold the baby first (because of course, everyone gets to hold your baby at least once a day).

One day, their playful argument escalates and their voices disturb the baby's peaceful sleep, leading to Mikey landing a friendly kick on them, while Draken settles to giving them a rather harsh slap on the back of the head.

In the midst of the chaos, Takemichi eventually gets the privilege of holding the baby first. You could tell he was practically dying to ask, but simply didn't dare to.

You share a special connection with all of Mikey's friends, like a close-knit found family, and each of them wholeheartedly reciprocates your affection.

— BONTEN.

When Mikey holds a meeting to introduce his pregnant partner, the news doesn't really come off as a shock to anyone. Everyone in Bonten is used to sleeping around, and, well, they know that accidents can happen.

Mikey decided to be responsible and keep a prostitute and her baby? Okay, good for him. Maybe not the best decision, but that's none of their business.

What genuinely shocks them however, is finding out that you and your baby are actually far from being a mere accident or casual fling gone wrong.

In fact, you've been Mikey's wife for a little over a year now, and the main motivation behind his decision to introduce you to his gang is to ensure your safety at all times. He can't risk an enemy finding out about you before his allies do, especially now that you're pregnant.

They're not exactly thrilled by the idea of playing babysitter for their boss - but they quickly get used to having you around. (It's not like they have much of a choice anyway)

Takeomi handles you like literal porcelain. He doesn't leave your side, always following you around to make sure you don't trip, fall down the stairs or hurt yourself in any way shape or form.

His attentiveness is primarily driven by your position as the boss's wife rather than personal affection or genuine concern for you, though. He's just doing his job, knowing that any harm happening to you while he's in charge of watching you will result in him getting reprimanded by Mikey. You're a very nice woman, but he'd rather be tasked with more important business - hence the constant huffs and sighs when he's around you.

Koko, on the other hand, grows particularly fond of you and buys pretty much everything you need for yourself and the baby. Whether it be clothes, plushies, furniture for the nursery or your weird pregnancy cravings, he'll get you anything you desire. This baby is going to be spoiled rotten whether you like it or not. (Mikey complains about it more than you do)

Similarly, you and Kakucho develop a significant bond over time, the third-in-command becoming almost like an older brother to you. Among the gang, he stands out as the friendliest and least intimidating, Introducing a comforting and accessible presence in your life, something you've been missing for a while. Although you love Mikey dearly, being his wife presents its own set of difficulties and often leaves you feeling isolated.

Sanzu mostly minds his own business. He does his job and keeps an eye on you, but he has too much respect for Mikey to even consider befriending you. He wouldn't want his boss to get the wrong idea.

He mostly leaves the wifesitting job to the others, preferring to stay by Mikey's side and obey his more thrilling orders.

(And let's be honest, you're not complaining)

The Haitani brothers aren't big on befriending, and yet from time to time they'll buy some stuff for your baby, like little shoes or plushies. (That's mostly Rindou's doing, as he tends to be friendlier than his older brother).

When you find yourself alone at home, they're usually the ones assigned to stay by your front door, ensuring your security.

[firstdivisiongirl]

can i request headcanons for Tokyo revenger; draken, Mikey, mistuya and baji in a scenario where they're walking and a random girl (reader) walks up to them and begs them to pretend they know her because she thinks shes being followed?

(Bonus if reader isn't from japan and just moved there so her language skills aren't that great)

Hi there. This was so cute! So, the only one I did not write for is Mikey. I might eventually write one for Mikey and maybe a few other characters. I made the reader for Mitsuya and Draken foreign, but not Baji's. Idk why I did that but it kind of happened? Anyways, sorry for rambling. Thank you for the request and please enjoy!

Trigger Warning: Stalking

Baji, Mitsuya and Draken Helping Out a Female Reader When They Feel Uncomfortable

Baji:

Baji is a true gentleman

I know right!  Shocker

You were walking home late one night from the supermarket because you needed something to eat and you had nothing at home

You felt these eyes on you

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a man following you

He walked a little faster and faster, but you still felt like you were being followed

Suddenly, you saw this guy, about your age with beautiful long black hair

You walked up to him and asked him quietly if he would just pretend to be with you

You explained that you felt like you were being followed and were scared

Baji immediately looked around and then grabbed your hand.

The man walked away thinking you two were a couple

He asked where you lived and he took drove you home on his motorcycle that was parked not far from where you two were

When you arrived home, he gave you his number

He said if you ever needed to run an errand late at night or felt uncomfortable ever to just call him and he would be there for you

Mama Baji would be proud of her son

And you were happy to have a new friend

Mitsuya:

Another gentleman in Toman

You were new to Tokyo

Really Japan in general

Ever since you moved to Tokyo, you worked late at night at a convenience store so that you could earn extra money to help out the family and take care of your younger siblings

One night on the way home, you just had this bad feeling

You felt like you were being watched

Which was only made worse when you saw a mysterious figure behind you

But suddenly, you saw this boy

He had silver hair and an earring in his left ear

You walked up to him and tried to tell him what was going on

Sadly, your Japanese wasn’t great

He tried to follow, but he was having trouble

Suddenly, a few words clicked and he figured out you were being followed and you wanted him to pretend to know you

He grabbed your hand and smiled at you, kissing your cheek

You were bright red at this point

So was he

Eventually, he noticed the figure walk away

After that, he told you who he in the best English he could speak

Thankfully, he was a good student in English class, so he wasn’t too bad

He apologized for the kiss and walked you the rest of the way home telling you about himself as you did the same

Turns out that was the start of a beautiful friendship

And eventually a really cute romance

Draken:

All these Toman boys are just gentleman

I swear, they are

But anyways

You were on your way home from cram school and you saw a man out of the corner of your eye

You kept walking hoping you were just freaking out for nothing

Well, you weren’t

Eventually, you saw this guy with a dragon tattoo on the side of his head

He looked scary, but you were desperate

You walked up to him and in your best Japanese, you begged him to help you out and pretend to know you.

Well, Draken was a bit confused at first but he saw the look in your eyes and decided to help you out

He walked with you until he saw the man leave

He handed you his number and asked you to meet him after school the next day

After that, he introduced you to all of his friends, including the boys and Emma

That one act of kindness helped you to feel more comfortable not only that one night, but for the rest of your life in Tokyo

They even helped you learn more Japanese and you helped them with English

You were thankful for Draken’s kindness

And Draken was happy to help someone in need

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

[lexxiisstuff]

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕:

**************

𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝑹𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐

"I can't fucking believe you" Your boyfriend shook his head incredulously and you sunk further into your seat with your arms across your chest. "Do you know how embarrassing that was for me?"

"It was an accident" You whispered softly staring at the red stop light in front of you too afraid to look at Rin. It had been a gang party. You were invited because you'd been with Haitani for almost three years now and the members trusted you enough to let you into their little circle. You had wanted to impress them because you knew how much they meant to Rin.

That's the reason you had accepted drink after drink that each of his friends had poured for you. Not wanting to seem uncool or uncomfortable. You had obviously gotten drunk. Haitani had seen you tipsy multiple times but you were never the type to get truly wasted. Which is why when you were dancing so completely out of rhythm and screaming his name at the top of your lungs he had grabbed you thrown you over his shoulder and took you to the car. You had sobered up some as the apartment you shared was on the other end of the city and took awhile.

"An Accident?" He scoffed and his hands clenched on the steering wheel as he glared "I can't believe I agreed to take you there. I thought you would have at least tried to behave yourself. God how can you be so careless? "

"Rin my head is fuzzy okay. Can we please, please just do this at home" You sighed tiredly rubbing your temples.

"Are you fucking kidding? No we're talking about it now. If you can't own up to your idiotic fucking actions-"

"Stop the car" You demanded. Furious.

"Are you going to be sick? Oh fucking great" He pulled over on the side of a main road and you yanked off your seat belt and got out of the car.

"I know I messed up but it doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that. You don't always have to be such a condescending asshole." You shut the door in his stunned face and turned to start walking away.

"Y/n! Y/n! fuck. Come on!" He drove the car next to you slowly and you turned to glance around. The road was empty almost deserted. The window of the car was wide open and you glanced at Haitanis pleading look but you were petty and so you continued walking.

"Baby get in the car please. I'm sorry I shouldn't have lost my temper with you. I'm sorry sweetheart . It's dark and you're not fully sober yet so can you just get in for me please. " He said gently

"No. I don't want to talk to you right now" You muttered shivering. It was freezing. Haitani watched helplessly as you trembled.

"Honey as we've established I am in fact an asshole. I'm sorry. I won't talk to you okay? Just get in and I'll take us home. Please. "

"I don't want to go home. Take me to Yuki. I'll sleep there tonight. I don't want to burden you and I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to wake up to throw up. She'll take care of me" You mentioned your best friend and he shut his eyes angry with himself because he wasn't the one you wanted to comfort you at this moment.

"I can take care of you." He flinched at your harsh gaze "Alright I'll take you to Yuki. I promise" You sighed but got in the car quietly and he blasted the heat warming you up instantly.

"Love" He started but you turned to look out the window.

"You hurt my feelings Haitani" You mumbled sadly feeling teary eyed.

"I know and I never meant to. I'm sorry sweetheart. I don't even care about the dancing or the yelling or whatever but you don't ever drink that much and I was worried and I guess I took it out on you" He said squeezing the steering wheel.

"I'm sorry"

"Don't apologize. You should be able to have fun without me treating you like a child. I don't mean to be overbearing or rude. And I would never want to hurt you" He mumbled sadly and you watched as he pulled in front of Yukis house.

"You're really gonna let me spend the night here?" He hated when you slept away from him and would complain about it all the time.

"I don't want you to. I want you in our bed tonight where I can watch over you but if you feel like that's not what you want I won't stop you. I fucked up but I love you and I want you to know I'll be here first thing in the morning to pick you up and take you home" He leaned in to link your fingers and brought you hand to his mouth kissing your palm. Something you usually would do when you were trying to win him over.

"Can we just go home now" You whispered tiredly.

"You want to stay with me tonight?" Hope glittered in his eyes

"I want to stay with you forever" You leaned in to kiss him and both his hands held your face. "Don't talk to me like that again"

"Never" He agreed pressing a kiss to your forehead.

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𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒚𝒂

"Hey honey" You muttered as you jumped into the passanger seat of your boyfriends car tiredly.

"Hey" He muttered angrily pulling out of the parking lot rather aggressively.

"Woah. What happened?" You asked nervously as he hit the gas.

"Why would you think something happened?" He said through a clenched jaw and you turned your head incredulously.

"Oh I don't know maybe it's the way you're clenching the steering wheel and have your foot flat on the accelerator. Slow down!" You gripped the dashboard and turned to glare at him "What the hell is going on?"

He just continued swerving through traffic ignoring you until finally he had to pull up at a red light "You have some fucking nerve" He muttered .

"What are you talking about?" You glared at him but he just ignored you. "Screw this. Stop the car right now"

He pulled over at the side of road ready to rip you a new one but before he could say anything you unbuckled your seatbelt and got out of the car not caring that it was raining. He hit the steering wheel in frustrated anger and sighed before storming out after you.

"Get in the car!" He yelled as you began to walk away. The both of you were getting soaked to the bone but he didn't care. He grabbed you around the waist and tugged you towards the car.

"Let me go!" You fought in his arms and he swore under his breath "Let me go asshole!"

"What the fuck" He hissed as you bit his hand and he let you go. You turned around furiously and even though he was fuming he couldn't help but stare at you in awe. Your eyes were shining your clothes and hair completely drenched and you were shaking in Fury. Goddess on earth he thought.

"What is your problem?" You breathed

"Did you tell people in your class that you've been wanting to break up with me for fucking months but was scared I'd hurt you?" He couldn't hide the crack in his voice.

"What?" You breathed. Confused

"If you want to break up with me then do it but you know. ..You have to know.. I would never-" He was cut off when you threw yourself into his arms wrapped your legs around his waist and you arms tightly around his shoulders.

"You idiot" You cried against his chest.

Confused but wanting nothing more than to comfort you he ran a hand down your damp hair and back. "Huh"

"You know better than anyone not to listen to the things people say. I love you” you mumbled

He stared at you utterly in love “Fuck baby. I love you. I’m sorry”

“Idiot”

You both grinned at each other. Soaked to the bone but desperately happy

[luxthestrange]

TOKREV Incorrect quotes#28 Fear of god-

Y/n*Points at your Brother*Dumbass

Take:...WHAT-

Y/n*points at Mikey* Smartass

Mikey*Smug grin*...So you think im smart?~

Ken*Facepalms*No-

Y/n*points at Mitsuya* Badass

Mitsu*Flustered and smiles*O-oh

Y/n*points at Ken* Nice ass

Take*Glaring at Ryuguji*...

Ken:...

[crimsonbubble]

I had an idea that I thought I’d share, but you’re not obligated to write it if you don’t feel up to it. What I was thinking was about the reader having a voice kink and one of the MK1 guys (doesn’t matter who, but Kenshi, Bi-Han and Liu Kang were the main ones that came to mind) learn about this and become much more vocal in the bedroom, groaning and growling in Reader’s ear, dirty talking to them more frequently, etc. Thank you!! 💜

cw. suggestive, gn!reader, voice kink, praise *not proofread, just pure brainrot

[im a whore for nice voices]

Okay so first thought... bi han

He has the same voice actor as gojo satoru in the english dub (tysm kaiji tang)

But bi han has a certain hoarseness/raspiness to his voice that makes you shiver

When he finds out how his voice affects you, he seemed indifferent

Almost like it didn't matter to him

But then he starts doing little things like quiet affirmations in passing so he can hide the way his cheeks go pink under his mask

But it increases tenfold in the bedroom

He's still relatively quiet safe for a few grunts and groans here and there

But he plays it up a bit and makes sure that his mouth is right by your ear so you can hear everything

"You did well, pet."

Okay now,, kenshi

This sexy mf has the smoothest voice that simply makes me want to take my panties off I'm so sorry I am only slightly ashamed

It's smooth but has this undertone of raspiness that makes him sound hot as fuck

He's the type to go "hmm?" and lean down/forward so he can hear you better

Also the type to go like "Yea?" "Oh yea?" or "Is that so?"

Something about imagining kenshi saying any of these is actually detrimental to my health

He makes me crazy

He's also the type to look at you with the warmest, gentlest and most loving gaze

The type that makes your heart go @#&#%^#%^#&

But seriously, he digs into your voice kink so fucking hard

Constant praise even outside of the bedroom

He likes to toy with you and fluster you just for your reactions

And your face when he tells you how good you're doing for him is just too cute to not love

"Yea? You like being good for me?"

[y-umiko]

TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN YOU CALL THEM BY THEIR FIRST NAME FOR THE FIRST TIME p.2

CHARACTER(S): Rindou . Mitsuya . Sanzu . Mikey WARNING/S: Suggestive content at Rindous' and Sanzus' part P.1 Ran . Hanma . Baji . Kisaki a/n: Due to popular demand, heres the part 2

Rindou Haitani

Rindou doesn't mind that you're calling him by his last name, except for Ran everyone had called him Haitani or the younger Haitani for as long as he can remember. though it would be nice for you to call him by his name, he doesn't want to force you.

He did inform you that you have the privilege to call him by his given name whenever you want and it had always been stuck in your mind. but finding the right timing to call him by his given name was harder than you thought until it just slips your mouth one day in a middle of an intimate moment between you and Rindou.

With his head buried between your nape and neck, showering your skin with kisses your lips barely parted and mumbled his name.

"Rindou…" it doesn't even register in your head at first what you mumbled until he completely freezes and slightly lifted his head to look into your face, wondering if his mind was playing tricks with him.

"what's the matter?" you asked with the same tone and softness in your voice, immediately erasing all his doubts about hearing his name.

"Say it again, I wasn't ready for the first time" he mumbled, you were confused at first, not until you saw the look of anticipation within his eyes. a warmth spreading within your chest as you can't help the corners of your lips from smiling.

"I love you, Rindou"

upon hearing his name leave your lips he lets out a shaky breath before dropping his head on your shoulder, the tips of his ears are red as his heart beats strongly. how could a single word like his name sound so perfect in your voice. if you can make him feel like this with his name, he wonders how perfect would it be if you call him cute nicknames. but he'll worry about that later, for now, he wants to savor this moment as he made you let out his name throughout the night.

Takashi Mitsuya

"Sometimes Hakkai feels more like Mitsuya's lover than you" It was meant to be a joke by Draken but thinking deeper about it, it really seems like Hakkai was his lover.

They spend almost the whole day together, they see each other every night, Hakkai has Mitsuya as his wallpaper and Hakkai calls Mistuya not just by his given name but also by a nickname.

you knew they had known each other longer than you two but you were the significant other, you're supposed to be calling him cute nicknames like all the other couples. so you spend the whole night thinking of nicknames to call him. even proud of some of the nicknames you come up with.

but as soon as you're in front of Mitsuya, all the nicknames you come up with was forgotten as you only simply called him by his given name.

"Takashi" you called him confidently but your shoulders immediately drops in disappointment and pouted your lips, upon realizing that all the effort you put in the night before was wasted.

It took Mitsuya a few seconds to process what you said, never would he had imagine this was what you were going to say after coming up to him earlier and saying you had a very important thing to say.

"Finally" Mitsuya can't help but chuckle as he placed his hand on top of your head and ruffle your hair. he won't lie that it bothered him when you called him by his last name considering how long you two had been going out.

It wasn't magical as they say in books but the unknown tightness in his chest slowly loosened and was only filled with more love for you.

"But why do you look so disappointed? does saying my name that bad?" he teased upon noticing your pouting lips.

"Of course not, it's just that I came up with all these cute and sweet nicknames but I panic and ended up just saying your name"

if only Mitsuya can fall even harder for you. as if taking your worries with him, he gently took your hands in his. "Don't worry I have plenty of time to listen to all of them"

"But really, I thought I'll never hear you say it, It'll be confusing if we're both called Mitsuya in the future won't it?"

Haruchiyo Sanzu

Lately, Sanzu had been bugging you about calling him by his given name, stating that couples should be comfortable enough to call each other by their first names. a logical claim coming from him.

and when you did not call him by his name right away, he made it known that he was quite upset, making you feel guilty, maybe it is the right time.

"San- Haruchiyo…" you quietly let out as if testing the name for the first time when in truth, you had already practiced his name countless times but saying it in front of him feels different.

Sanzu definitely heard it but pretends he didn't hear you the first time. he stood in front of you, one hand placed on his waist as he looks down at you with a glint in his eyes, trying to look like the part where he was upset with you when in truth he can never be upset with you.

“Did you say something?” he asked, already smiling a bit upon hearing his name from you but refraining himself from showing.' just a little more he thought.

you bit your lip, cheeks burning red as you stood your ground and proudly spoke, "I said do you have plans later?…" but confidence left your voice as your voice wavers, "…Haruchiyo"

“Can you say that a little louder?”

"Haru-" he didn't even let you finish saying his name as he straight up pressed his lips on yours, even sucking your lower lips while his hands cupped your face. Sanzu doesn't think he can hear his name 3 times consecutively when you were looking all bashful and cute and red in front of him. all his plans to tease you a little bit more were thrown out the window as soon as his name left your lips again.

"Haruchiyo is kinda long to pronounce, I don't want to wait that long to kiss you. Haru is perfect"

Manjiro Sano

You stared at Mikey from a distance as he converse with Chifuyu, you were Deep in thought ever since Baji teased you about Mikey having selective hearing when it comes to you. the conversation ended with you teasing him back that he even knew what selective hearing is.

but Baji's statement and you quote that 'If Mikey is the middle of a serious fight and you so much let out a quiet grunt, Mikey will definitely hear you', had stayed in your mind and today you decided to try it out.

"Man.ji.ro." you mumbled playfully, not loud enough for him to hear but not so quiet that a human ear can't hear.

and to your surprise, Mikey immediately perks up, head snapping back at you as if he had just heard something unbelievable, staring at you meaningfully, blinking once and twice before smiling so brightly.

he quickly bid goodbye to Chifuyu and ran towards you and planted himself in front of you, he was smiling so brightly that he look as if he had grown dog ears.

"How did you hear that?" you asked in amazement as soon as he stood in front of you, as you peeked passed him to look at his previous spot.

"Did you think I will miss it when you finally said my name?" he giggled, and for a moment you thought you saw a tail wagging behind him.

Mikey thought nothing would some more perfect coming from you when you called him 'Mikey' as everyone else does. but the newfound excitement and joy he felt upon hearing you say his given name, can't compare to the joy he felt before.

"Say it again, properly this time" he demanded, and who were you to deny him that satisfaction when he look so happy and bright, waiting in anticipation for you to say his given name and not just the usual nickname the others call him.

"Manjiro" you chuckled and there it was again, that skip on his heart that he'll definitely be addicted to. though he prefers to be called by his nickname, it's not bad to be called by his given name every once in a while.

[metranart]

➡️ Draken & Hanma's darling NSFW PART 2 and lots of Tokyo Rev NSFW in HERE!

(Tags include all you can find in my Patreon)

[flopsxii]

something new - mitsuya takashi ᯓᡣ𐭩

after being mistreated by another delinquent, is it worth giving it a try with another?

( gender isn’t specified i think, cute soppy simpy mitsuya rahhhhh !!!! i envision mitsuya and reader are 18, so final year of hs .)

it was becoming almost impossible to avoid takashi. you saw him at school, in grocery stores whilst he shopping with luna and mana… it seemed everywhere you went his bike wasn’t parked too far away. it wasn’t like you were searching for him everywhere you went, it was the opposite.

the ever growing feelings blooming in your chest scared the ever living shit out of you. after prior relationships ending in nothing but heartbreak (one sided it seemed), it became harder and harder to convince yourself to act on the feelings that just seemed to be growing stronger day by day.

mitsuya was almost perfect. almost. he didn’t seem to have any flaws; he’s family orientated, emotionally mature, fiercely loyal and has many intriguing talents. however, he was a part of a gang, a group of delinquents that seemed to be having new fights every single day. you knew how it felt to be involved with a delinquent, the heartache you felt when you were cast aside too many times, every single time you had to patch your ex boyfriend up, hands shaking as you did so. it became too much for you and now your stupid heart was doing this to you again.

you had hoped to make it to the end of the school day without catching mitsuya’s eye but one could be so lucky.

as you saw mitsuya’s expression change at the sight of you, your heart hammered away in your chest. spinning on your heel with your books pressed against your chest, you attempted to make an exit. however, due to being in such a hurry, coupled with not looking with where you were going, you managed to bump into someone causing all of your books and papers to spill onto the floor.

cursing, you attempted to retrieve your papers, however, another hand reached out and started collecting them. mitsuya. “y/n-chan, let me pick these up.” he smiled sweetly as he gathered them up and handed them back to you in a neat pile. “thank you… you didn’t need to, i could’ve have collected them.” you explained, as a pink hue started to dust your cheeks. ‘damn, these feelings.’ you thought.

“i’m always happy to help you, y/n-chan. you should know that by now… are you busy right now? i was hoping to catch you for a chat.” he proposed, a hand coming up the back of his neck as a nervous smile plastered on his face.

“uhh…” you mumbled, thinking of any excuse to get away. anyone could probably guess what he wanted to talk about. “please. i promise ill be quick.”

nodding, you allowed mitsuya to lead you into the empty sewing room. “so, what did you want to talk about, mitsuya-san?” you asked, eyes trained on your feet, tracing the outline of the bows on shoes so you didn’t look up at him. being alone with him made butterflies erupt in your stomach, making you feel somewhat uneasy; you just hoped this talk would be over soon.

“takashi… remember? i told you to call me takashi.” he reminded you as a small laugh left his lips. “right… takashi, i do apologise.” you replied, taking one peep up at his face only to find his eyes trained on you.

“don’t apologise, however, should i? did i do something wrong? i can’t help but think you’ve been avoiding me. i can’t bare it anymore, y/n.” he spilled everything out and suddenly you knew it was time to come clean and explain why. it would only be fair, after all you didn’t want to hurt his feelings anymore than you already had.

“you didn’t do anything…” you mumbled, sighing, you continued. “i just don’t think we can be friends anymore, mits- takashi.” he looked at you bewildered, “go on.”

“it’s just, i feel our friendship has developed into something else and i don’t think i can do it. it isn’t you…” you cringed at your choice of words, technically it is him but how could you say that? “then what is it? tell me and ill fix it. please, y/n-chan, you’re important to me and im losing my mind trying to figure out what’s going on… luna and mana miss you, y’know? they ask about you and i can’t even tell them what’s going on. so please just tell me.” he rambled, his cheeks going red from the lack of breath.

mitsuya’s hand slowly and tentatively came up to cup your cheek, “please, y/n. it’s killing me not knowing.” he pleaded and it made your heart twinge in the worst way possible.

“i like you, takashi.” you confessed causing his cheeks to redden, “so what’s the problem? you know i have feelings for you too… i must’ve let it slip out one too many times.” he laughed awkwardly.

“i don’t know if i can handle being with someone with your lifestyle… i dated a delinquent previously and it caused me so much pain… i just don’t know if i can go through that again. i hope you can understand and hopefully this has given you some clarity on the situation. please hug luna and mana for me, im not sure when i will next be able to do it myself.” mitsuya expression was one of shock and sadness, it almost broke your heart seeing it but you had to remain strong.

“i don’t know what happened previously but i know i would never put you in a position where you’d be hurting. i’d treat you amazingly, y/n-chan. i just wish you could see that. you can’t turn down new opportunities due to past trauma; even if you reject me now, please keep it in mind for your future.”

mitsuya’s words cut deep, he was speaking the truth (like always). nibbling at your lip, mitsuya could see that you were deep in thought, “take some time to think about it, you know where i am if you want me.” he smiled almost sadly before pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek and leaving you alone in the sewing room, the only one that smelt so impossibly like him.

you certainly had a lot to think about.

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— not proof read, prolly ooc but i saw a tiktok and idec take it or leave it teehee ᯓᡣ𐭩