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.ᐟGloves ♡ Sae itoshi

.ᐟcw smut mdni, fingering with gloves on, hand kink kind of

"𝑀𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑡. 𝑀𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡" - 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑦

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Your boyfriend, sae, came back home after being away the whole day for a game. You watched the entire thing on tv, like the supportive girlfriend you are. 

You ran up to him, jumping into his arms the second he walked him. 

“I’m so proud of you baby, you won!” He gave you a soft smile, kissing your forehead. 

You pulled him into the room. He dropped his bag somewhere along the way. Wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing you. Pulling on your lower lip. 

“Mm. wait, let me change first, i already showered. I’ll be quick” he said, placing you on the bed. 

You whined, wrapping your hand around his arm and pulling him in closer. 

“Nooo, don’t leave” you pouted, hugging his torso, placing your chin on his chest.

“Baby, my clothes are dirty. let me change at least,” he said, gripping your chin, rubbing your bottom lip with his thumb. You parted your lips, keeping your eyes on his hand, going oddly silent.

“Baby..?” sae whispered, pulling your lip down with his thumb. You snapped out of your little daze. Looking back at him.

“Sorry, i just..” 

“You just what? Finish your sentence” he narrowed his eyes on you, pushing your shoulder, watching you fall back on the bed. He crawled on top, placing both hands on either side of you. Caging you in. 

“Your hands..” 

He raised an eyebrow, leaning in closer. 

“My hands?” 

You really didn’t wanna say this out loud, but he wasn’t going to let you live until you did. So fuck it. 

“They’re hot. Especially when you have your gloves on.” you muttered quietly. His eyes shifted over to his covered hands, as if he was inspecting what was so hot about them. 

“Sorry! It was just a thought. Just ignore what i said” you tried covering yourself nervously, your face as red as a tomato. 

He smirked, pulling your hands away from your face and pinning them down. 

“I can work with that” 

Huh? Work with what? 

He leaned down, kissing your covered chest. 

His gloves weren’t super thick, nor were they the fleece type that could easily absorb liquid. They were.. Something. You didn’t know what but hopefully he wouldn’t end up ruining them. 

“Bring your legs up and spread them” you whined, looking away but did as you were told. Bring up your feet, that were hanging off the bed. Bending your knees and spreading them apart. 

“Your panties are wet” 

“Wow, thank you, i would have never guessed,” you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes. 

“Uh-huh. I’d watch your mouth if i were you. You’re not really in a position to be talking to me with that attitude” he said, pushing your panties aside. The slightly cool fabric of his glove came in contact with your skin. The tips of his fingers brushed against your pussy, pulling a whimper out of you. 

He was barely touching you and yet you could feel the heat growing between your legs. Barely the tips of his middle and ring finger circled your entrance, collecting the sticky substance, rubbing it back and forth. 

“Sae..” you choked out, covering your mouth with the back of your hand, lips trembling as you bit down on your skin to keep quiet. 

“Hmm. remove your hand” he said, not even bothering to look up from the mess he’s making between your legs. He pushed the black gloves in just enough to get them wet, he pulled out, intently watching you until you removed your hands from your mouth. 

He took his slick covered hand, rubbing it over your plump lips. Smiling at the mess he’s making out of you. 

Your eyes teary from the lack of contact, lips red from biting them. A few old and fading  hickies scattered over your exposed skin. 

His hand moved back to your pussy. Pushing just his middle finger inside. 

“If it feels uncomfortable, tell me. I’ll remove the gloves” you whimpered, nodding. His free hand held onto yours. Mostly because he didn’t want you covering your mouth again. 

You clenched your jaw, trying to conceal your moan at the weird sensation inside your body. It was weird having such a foreign texture inside such a sensitive place. 

Sae pulled out, slowly pushing his finger back in and once he felt you relaxing, he made room for another finger. Pushing his index finger past your glistening entrance. His gloves looked shiny, wet, ruined. 

He placed his thumb on your clit, rubbing it in a circular motion, while he thrusted his fingers inside of you. Deeper each time, a bit more rougher, curling them more each time he pressed deep inside your gummy walls. 

You on the other hand were a whiny mess. Sniffling, digging your nails into the hand that was holding yours. You bit down on your lip but that wasn’t enough to cover your moans from sae’s expert hands. You mumbled his name, telling him you want to cum. 

“Wanna cum, sae.. Wan’a..cum” you begged quietly, grinding up against his fingers 

“So soon?” he said, scissoring his fingers. 

“I mean, sure. I’m in a good mood today, so yea. You can cum” he said, gently squeezing your hand. 

You cried out his name, your legs instinctively closing around his hand, pressing them in between your thighs while you ruined his gloves with your cum. 

“Oh fuck.. Fuck” you whispered, cumming down from your high, sae slowed down, letting you ride out your orgasm. 

He pulled his hand out, admiring his glistening glove, that was covered in your cum, thin opaque strings of it, connecting his index and ring finger together. 

“Sae..” you said, covering your face with your arms. God this was too much for you. You were embarrassed, how could you make such an unordinary request and then ruin his gloves. 

“You should, i don’t know. Probably throw those out” you said, your voice coming out muffled.

“Throw em out? Baby, these are gonna be worn in every single game from now on. This is gonna be my little lucky charm” he smirked, you removed your arms from your face, looking at him with a horrified expression. 

He couldn’t help but laugh, leaning down to kiss your lips. 

“Sae! At least fucking wash them before wearing them again” you yelled, praying he wouldn’t wear them to his next game without cleaning them first. 

A/N: my man, my man, my mannn. not edited. Idek what this is tbh but it sounded hot in my head.

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ᝰ.ᐟNot up for grabs

Kaiser tries hitting on Isagi's girl, ruining his night. .ᐟCW: Street racer!Isagi, smut mdni, Oral (M!Receiving), hair pulling? appearance of street racer!kaiser

"𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝐿𝑒-𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑" - 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝐴𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒

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Isagi had an arm around your waist. Every single person that stood on the asphalt knew you were thrashers' property. Apparently, that didn’t apply to kaiser. 

Isagi sat you down on his car, saying he’d be right back, and like the pretty girl you are for him, you smiled sweetly and gave him a nod. 

Your smile quick to vanish when kaiser appears in front of you, ness standing beside him. 

“Can I help?” you asked, widening your eyes at him. 

“Sure you can. You can help by telling me if you’re single, beautiful” 

“No, she fucking isn’t” you heard your boyfriend’s voice, stepping in, he put some distance between you and kaiser.

“Ohh, someone’s jealous,” he said, making Ness laugh. You rolled your eyes. standing up and wrapping an arm around Isagi’s bicep. 

“Baby, just leave it, ignore him,” you said against his ear. Kaiser smirked, staring you down. 

“Well, if the princess here ever needs a REAL man, you could always hit me up,” he said, winking at you and flipping Isagi off. 

“See ya on the road, trasher.” 

“It’s thrasher you asshole!” you yelled at kaiser who had already turned his back and left. You didn’t need to see Isagi’s face to know he was fuming. 

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Yoichi brought you back to his place after the race finished, dropping the briefcase of money on the kitchen counter. He dropped down onto the sofa, running a hand through his hair and tugging at the roots. 

“I’ll fucking kill him, i’ll kill that bastard,” he muttered under his breath, eyes red in rage. You sighed, walking over to him, getting on your knees in front of him. He raised an eyebrow, staring at you, confused. 

“Just breathe, baby. Don’t let him get to you. If you do that means you’re letting him win” your voice soft, as you gently cooed your boyfriend, rubbing his thighs. He gave a small smile, running a hand through your hair. 

“And since you won.. Winners deserve a prize, don’t they?” Smirking up at him, you leaned in, using your teeth to unbutton his pants, including the zipper. 

His breath caught in his throat. You could hear him struggling to swallow. Licking up the bulge in his boxers. You kissed it, taking the covered cock in your mouth, as much as you could. His eyes glued onto your perfect puffy lips. Glossy from saliva. 

“Fuckin’ hell, stop teasing, doll” he muttered, cupping your jaw. 

You grabbed the waistband of his boxers in between your teeth, pulling it down to have his large leaking cock spring up in your face. You bit your lip. Licking from the base, up. He exhaled sharply, covering his eyes and throwing his head back. As you slowly took him in, inch by inch. Till it touched the back of your throat, making you gag around it. The inches you couldn’t take, they were covered in your soft hands. 

“Feel gouf? (feel good?)” you said, mouth full of his cock. He laughed, pinching your cheeks. 

“Don’t speak with your mouth full. Now move, please or I'll end up busting a nut at the sight of your face alone.” he groaned, wrapping a hand around your nape. Pushing you in deeper. Bobbing your head up and down at a slow pace. Eventually speeding up, more or less because he grabbed a handful of your hair and started to control your movement. 

You choked and gagged around him. Tears dripped down your face while you kept looking up at him with your pretty doe eyes. 

Isagi would let out quiet moans or whimpers. Not giving you a chance to even breathe. Saying your name under his breath. You grabbed onto his thigh, letting him fuck into your mouth. 

He finished, the salty flavour erupting in your mouth. He slid out his wet dick, grabbing your jaw and smearing his cum and your saliva all over your lips and chin. 

“Swallow, be a good girl” you looked up with chipmunk cheeks, swallowing all of his cum. 

“Open” he said, smirking at the sight of your mouth. He could see the light bruises on your palate forming. 

“You’re such a good girl for me. Now let’s go into my room and I'll make it rain 100s while you ride me” you nodded, smiling to yourself. At Least he wasn’t thinking about that idiot Kaiser now. 

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A/N: not edited. i promiseee i'll write something other than the street racer au soon

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ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Isagi

"𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑔𝑜'𝑠 𝑏𝑖𝑔, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑘"

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.ᐟStreet racer!Isagi...who also goes by the street name 'thrasher'. given that name because he destroys everything in his way. But nothing he does in unexpected for him. he calculates every move, every turn, every car he wants to destroy and leave in the dust. He outplays his opponents, cutting them off at just the right moment, forcing them to make mistakes. He’s fast, precise, and completely fearless. Street racing isn’t just about skill for him—it’s a battle, and he refuses to lose.

.ᐟStreet racer!Isagi...Isagi is a calculated racer. He doesn’t just drive—he analyzes the road, his opponents, every turn and possibility. His mind works like a strategist’s, always one step ahead, always predicting the next move. He’s intense, driven, and fiercely competitive, but there’s also a recklessness to him—when he’s behind the wheel, he needs to win. He lives for the thrill, the rush of adrenaline as he pushes his car past its limits.

.ᐟStreet racer!Isagi...He’s the kind of racer who takes risks, not to show off, but to assert his superiority. His car moves like it’s an extension of him, sharp and unpredictable. When he’s in the lead, it’s almost like you can feel the pressure, like you’re on the edge of losing and there’s nothing you can do about it. His tires burn through the tarmac with relentless force, making every turn and drift feel like a power move.

.ᐟStreet racer!Isagi...But outside of racing? He’s the type to lean against his car, arms crossed, a cocky smirk on his lips, teasing you with a “Think you can handle me?” He’s got charm but doesn’t use it in an obvious way. He’s the kind of guy who gets under your skin, who makes you want to prove something to him—only to realize he’s already five steps ahead, waiting for you to catch up. Yet at the same time, he's sweet and caring, he'll always put his girl's wellbeing above anything else.

𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑟!𝐼𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑖

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ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Sae

"𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑎 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒? 𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑟. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑙? 𝑆𝑖𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒."

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ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Sae...Who also goes by the street name of spades. Sae doesn’t do flashy. He doesn’t need a name that screams for attention—it’s the weight behind it that matters. Spade is sharp, precise, and cuts through the competition like a blade. It’s the ace of execution, the silent killer of the deck, the card that turns the game with a single move. In the underground scene, Spade means danger—calculated, effortless, and always in control.

ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Sae...Sae’s car is as cold as he is—a sleek, jet-black McLaren P1, built for speed, precision, and dominance. Midnight black paint, no decals, no neon—just A single spade emblem on the hood. Sae drives with surgical precision—no wasted movement, no unnecessary risks. He doesn’t take reckless chances because he doesn’t have to. Every turn, every shift, every drift is coldly calculated. He doesn’t just race—he dismantles. His lines are clean, his control is flawless, and his opponents? They don’t even realize they’ve lost until they see his taillights disappearing into the night.

ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Sae...Sae is ice-cold, unreadable, and untouchable. He doesn’t waste words, doesn’t care for drama, and doesn’t race for the thrill—he races because he’s good at it. His presence alone is intimidating—he doesn’t need to throw punches or bark threats. One look from him is enough to shut people up. He’s got a reputation—the driver who never loses his cool, never gets rattled, never lets emotions dictate his speed. People say he’s heartless, but that’s because they’ve never seen him when it really matters.

ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Sae...With his girl? He’s different—but not in the way people expect. He’s still blunt, still detached, still hard to read—but she knows him better than anyone. Knows that when his arm settles around her waist, it’s not just habit—it’s instinct, ownership, a silent way of saying “mine.” He doesn’t do big gestures, doesn’t waste words on things she already knows. But his love is in the small things. The way his hand lingers on her lower back, the way he pulls her into his lap when she’s close, the way his fingers brush against hers before grabbing her hand—like it’s second nature.Sae doesn’t love recklessly—he loves like he drives. Deliberate. Controlled. Unshakable.

𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑟!𝑠𝑎𝑒

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ᝰ.ᐟwinner's girl

.ᐟcw: street racer!kaiser, street racer!Rin, street racer!Isagi, betting on isagi's girl, suggestive, mature language

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒. 𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑜" - 𝑠𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡ℎ

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“Yo, ‘sagi” kaiser rolled down his window, shouting over the music blasting through his car. Isagi, who was parked, peacefully enjoying a stick of weed, only to get rudely interrupted by kaiser. He rolled down his window, giving him an annoyed face. 

“Fuck you want?” he said, turning down his music, to hear kaiser better. 

“Race me,” Kaiser said, blowing his vape towards isagi. The other ran a hand through his hair, groaning.

“Hell fuckin’ nah, I just bagged a mil on my last run. Go bother Zero if you’re looking to lose.” 

"Ight, man, relax. That race was light work—you were running against rookies."

"A win’s a win, and my bank account don’t care who I smoked." yoichi grinned, throwing his head back, taking another hit. Blowing the smoke out with his eyes closed when he heard the scream of another car pulling up beside him. 

Zero. 

“Less talking, more driving. Who’s actually tryna race?” rin says, revving his engine. 

“All you hoes piss me off, fuck outta here” yoichi groaned, resting his legs on the dashboard.

“Put your money up if either of ya actually wanna race”, he said right after. 

Kaiser smirked, looking at rin as if they planned something.

“Nah, not money.” 

“Then what?” isagi asked, confused. What else would they wanna race for, other than the thrill and the money? 

“Your girl, bet that adorable little thing is sleeping all alone right now. Unprotected and vulnerable.” Kaiser grinned, running his tongue across his teeth. 

“Huh? You out your damn mind? Did you crash into a pole or sum?” 

“Yeah, i’m down, let’s bet yoichi’s girl on who win” rin said, giving the same sly grin as kaiser. 

Isagi snapped his head around, glaring at rin. It's like you could see the smoke coming out of his ears. He was fucking fuming. These assholes had the nerve to talk about HIS girl like she’s some whore?

“Man you have no idea how long i’ve been dreaming about her little cunt taking all of my cock down her throat” michael yelled across to rin, who just laughed. 

“Oh, you bet. She definitely got looks.” 

“Looks of a fuckin’ pornstar, am’i’right?” kaiser smirked, pulling smoke out his vape. 

“I’ll fucking gut both of you individually. Keep my goddamn girl’s name out your filthy mouths” yoichi said through his teeth. Stepping on the gas. 

Kaiser shouted, saying he’s cheating cause he got a head start, but Isagi only flipped him off and was gone. 

Rin and Michael followed after him. It wasn’t declared, but they all assumed the race was till Isagi’s house. 

The 3 cars zoomed down the road, leaving a trail of smoke and the deafeningly loud roar of their engines. 

Nearing Isagi’s penthouse. He thought he would be first since the other 2 were far behind, but suddenly, right before the stop, rin’s car pushed past, claiming first. It caught Isagi off guard, enough to make him lose focus, making Kaiser claim second. And the man himself whose girl was on the line came last. 

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“Jesus, ‘sagi won’t stop arguing. He yapped for a good 3 hours about how he’s gonna burn us alive if we hurt his girl or some bullshit like that” 

“Can’t blame em, If my girl looked like his, I’d also wanna kill anyone who said her name.” 

“You have a girl?” Kaiser asked, jaw dropping.

“What? No, man. I’m saying if I did.” 

Kaiser nodded. He opened the door to his penthouse. Isagi got put on car duty. He was told to park their cars like a valet. 

He planned on coming as soon as he finished. So he could watch.. And make sure they don’t hurt you. Yeah, that’s exactly why he was gonna watch. It’s totally not like he’s some pervert with weird kinks, like being a cuck. 

Kaiser and Rin quietly opened the door, trying not to wake you. 

“Yo’chi.. U home, baby?” you mumbled groggily from under the blanket. They both were silent, making their way towards you. 

Kaiser slowly moved the sheets and slipped into bed. Pressing his boner into your round ass, which perfectly fits against his body. Pressing down just right to make him bite down a groan. 

Rin on the other hand stood infront of you, rubbing your lips with his thumb, picturing his cock choking you. Which it will be doing soon. 

You lazily opened your eyes, confused at the dual sensations. 

Instead of seeing your boyfriend beside you or in bed with you like you were hoping. You see his 2 biggest rivals. One rubbing your ass onto his erection. The other is standing over you with a very prominent bulge in his pants. 

“Yoichi..?” you quietly whispered, hoping this was just some sick nightmare. 

“Don’t look so scared. We’ll be gentle, princess,” Rin said, and Kaiser patted your cheek. 

You panicked, looking around the room for some help or even your boyfriend, but neither came. 

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ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Rin

"𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑡."

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.ᐟStreet racer!Rin...Who also goes by the street name zero because zero people can get past him in a race. If he's ahead, just know he's staying ahead. Rin isn’t flashy. He doesn’t need neon lights or loud exhausts to make a statement. He’s the racer you don’t notice until it’s too late—the one who moves like a shadow, silent but lethal. His car doesn’t scream for attention. It whispers a warning. A matte black beast, stripped of unnecessary weight, built for one thing only—winning.

.ᐟStreet racer!Rin...Rin Itoshi isn’t just a street racer—he’s a living storm. Cold, calculated, and relentless. If you ever find yourself chasing him, don’t bother—he’s already gone. And once he’s passed you, you’ll never see him again. Because Rin doesn’t look back

.ᐟStreet racer!Rin...Isagi is the only one who can truly keep up with him. The only driver he sees as a threat. He doesn’t race for fun. He races to destroy. To prove he’s better. Faster. Unbeatable. When Rin’s on the track, there are no second-place trophies—only the ones who win and the ones who get left behind.

.ᐟStreet racer!Rin...When he wants something, he takes his time. Lets the anticipation burn. Lets the tension simmer until it’s unbearable. He doesn’t do frantic, doesn’t do sloppy. He makes you feel it. Every touch, every look, every sharp intake of breath. And when he finally gives in—when the control he holds onto so tightly finally snaps—he’s nothing short of devastating. A storm breaking, a hunger unleashed. You feel it in the way he grabs, drags, presses. In the way he breathes against your skin—low, ragged, dangerous. There’s no escaping Rin Itoshi. Not on the track. Not in his hands.

𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑟!𝑟𝑖𝑛

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ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Reo

"𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑… 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼’𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟. 𝐷𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠."

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ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Reo...Reo, known on the streets as Lux, exudes confidence and charm, backed by a sharp, calculating mind. Everything about him oozes luxury—not just in his car but in his lifestyle and attitude. He’s the kind of guy who walks into a room and owns it, but his swagger is never overbearing. It's like he's effortlessly magnetic, drawing people in with his smile and the quiet confidence that radiates from him. He’s not just a racer; he's a strategist, always thinking two steps ahead of his competition. While his demeanor is cool and composed, there's a playful side to him that surfaces when he's around people he’s comfortable with.

ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Reo...Reo’s driving style perfectly reflects his personality: smooth, calculated, and always in control. His car, a sleek, custom-built machine with the finest upgrades, handles every corner with precision, just like he handles every race. He’s not about reckless speed; he’s about efficiency, every move meticulously planned. His approach to driving is like an art form—deliberate and graceful but with an underlying power. He doesn't just want to win; he wants to leave an impression. His races are a display of controlled chaos—fast, powerful, and breathtaking.

ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Reo...When it comes down to it, Lux doesn't take risks unless he's sure about the outcome. He's calm, unflappable behind the wheel, and thrives on the tension that comes with high-stakes races. Reo knows how to push his car to its limits, weaving through traffic with ease, using every trick and technique to stay ahead. Reo's got the gift of reading people. He knows when to push buttons, when to hold back, and when to make a move. But beneath that exterior, there's a fiercely competitive edge—he’s not someone you want to bet against. He thrives on challenges, and whether it’s on the track or in life, he’s driven by the pursuit of the next victory, the next thrill, the next race. Still, he’s not entirely heartless—he knows how to turn on the charm when it counts, especially when it comes to those he cares about.

ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!Reo...When it comes to his girl, Reo is a paradox. He's smooth, always a gentleman, but when he cares about someone, he doesn’t do things halfway. He's not into superficial connections; he’s the type to offer a slice of his world, the glitzy side, but also the side few people get to see. With her, he's protective, loyal, and surprisingly tender. He spoils her with luxury—not just in terms of material gifts but in experiences. His idea of a date isn’t dinner and a movie; it’s driving through the city, hitting the best spots, feeling the rush of adrenaline together. And when they’re alone, it’s all about intimacy, making her feel like she’s the only one that matters in the world.

𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑟!𝑟𝑒𝑜

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No contact ♡ sae itoshi

Sae breaks no contact and blames you for it. ♡ Smut mdni, hair pulling, manipulation, drinking

You were supposed to be outside right now. Outside being the club. The only reason you weren’t was because of a text from a certain somebody. Somebody you were trying to move on from. 

Sae itoshi. Your ex-boyfriend. 

He had the nerve to text you after he broke your heart 4 months ago and told you never to text him again. And so you did. 

You were too much of a distraction, or so he said. His career would always be the top priority, not you. That was the last thing he said before he walked away. 

The day after, he messaged you with a text that read, ‘Don't message me again. Lose my number’. 

And well, ever since that day, you haven’t seen him, talked to him, or texted him. Just like he wanted. 

So why the fuck was there a message from him at 8:55 PM.

Sae: Hi

The notification itself had you frozen. After 4 fucking months he decides to break no contact. 

You scoff, ignoring the message. You kick your heels off, picking up your phone and dropping a text in the gc that you won’t be coming tonight, last minute plan change. The girls are asking why and what happened but you ignore them. Walking into the kitchen, still dressed up in a mini bodycon dress and a full face of makeup. 

You were so excited for tonight, all dolled up and ready but who knew a single text could kill the entire mood? 

You grabbed a fresh bottle of wine. Uncapping it and pouring yourself a large glass. 

You downed half the glass when another text appeared on your phone.

Sae: I know you can see this.  Sae: you’re ignoring me on purpose  Sae: if i were you, i’d answer right now or who knows what might happen. 

You rolled your eyes, giggling at his empty threats. You were somewhat tipsy now, your face a little flushed and your body half limp on the couch. 

You finished the rest of the glass and poured yourself another. Your eyelids felt heavy until the sound of the doorbell pulled you out of your trance. 

Setting the glass down, you stumbled over to the front door, almost tripping over your heels that were thrown down the hallway. 

You opened the door not even bothering to look through the peephole. 

“Sae?” you mumbled, your eyes half closed. 

“Wow, you’re wasted as fuck” he stepped inside, making you take one back. 

“I… never s-said you could... Enter” your words coming out slurred. He smirked, closing the door behind him, each step he took towards you was another step you took back. 

“And when have I listened to what you have to say? Hm?”

He asked, his fingers coming in contact with your chest and pushing you back until your back softly hit a wall. 

You gasped trying to move away but it was no use. 

“I told you to answer, didn't i? Now look where we’re at” he sighed, he ran his hand over your hair. Taking a handful of it and examining it. 

You nodded, looking down at the ground. He pulled your head back, fisting your hair right at the roots. You shrieked, wrapping your hands around his, your eyes burning. 

“SAE!” you yelled at him, trying to pry his hand away from your hair. 

“You know i hate it when you look away from me,” he said, loosening his grip and grabbing your chin between his index and thumb.

“Tell me. Who are you so dressed up for?” 

“No one” you muttered looking away

“Why’re you so drunk?” 

“Because i’m an adult who can legally drink whenever she wants” You glared at him, while he seemed amused. 

“Why are you here?” you asked him, this time. 

“What’d you want? Weren’t you the one who never wanted to see me again?”

“Baby, that’s the past. Don’t linger on the past. Focus on the present” he said, leaning down to kiss the side of your lips. He wrapped his large hands around the back of your thighs, lifting you and walking towards your bedroom. 

“Fuck!? Sae!! Put me down, asshole!” you yelled, pulling his styled hair, hitting his back, whatever you could. Your legs were wrapped around his torso. His hands under your ass. 

You felt a sudden slap on your ass, making you go silent. You stared at nothing in shock. It was as if a bucket of cold water was dumped on your head.

“Did you just.. Spank me?” 

“Yes and I can do more, so don’t test me” 

He said, dropping you down on the bed. You groaned, sitting up on your elbows. 

He pulled his shirt off over his head. Crawling on top of the bed. His torso in between your thighs and his hands on either side of your waist. 

“Stop thinking. Let me take care of you for tonight, okay?” he whispered against your ear, giving a false sense of trust. 

“I’m drunk..” you said, having nothing left in you to argue with him. 

“Then blame me, baby”

He kissed down your neck, pushing you back down onto the bed. 

“We shouldn’t, sae” 

“Says who?” you really didn’t wanna hook up with your ex. You knew he was manipulating you into thinking it’s okay but it fucking isn’t. He can’t just barge in and say that whatever happened between you and him is in the past and just fuck you. That's not right! 

Your lips quivered, placing your hands on his shoulder as he pulled down your dress. The cold air hitting your nipples was enough to have them going hard. He leaned down, gently blowing on them just to hear you whimper. 

You shut your eyes tightly. Your pussy throbbed, not having enough friction to make you feel good. 

Only the rough fabric of Sae’s jeans rubbed against your damp panties. His bulging boner not doing much with the thick fabric in between. 

“You’ve gotten more sensitive.” he breathed, taking the whole of your tit in his mouth. Rolling the bud between his teeth. 

His hand made his way between his pants, pulling his cock out and rubbing it over your panties. 

Your sweet voice and soft moans only got him harder. It wasn’t fair that he got to touch himself while you were trembling and crying beneath him. 

His other hand cupped your tit, while circling the one that was in his mouth with his tongue. 

He pulled away with a pop. staring down at the lewd expression you were making. 

“You’re making a mess” You shook your head ‘no’, getting a chuckle from sae who pushed your thighs up to your chest. Swallowing hard at the sight of panties drenched in his precum. The light-coloured cloth going transparent. 

He rubbed his fingers over it, moving them to the side. He fisted his cock and lined it up to your entrance. 

“Sae..” you breathed, your voice coming out shaky. 

He nodded, pushing past your puffy lips. Groaning as your walls swallowed him and clenched around his cock. 

“So fucking.. Tight” 

He leaned in, licking your lips. You took the opportunity to wrap your arms around his neck, running a hand through his hair. 

Once you adjusted, he pulled back, slamming back into you. You screamed his name. The neighbors could definitely hear you. He moved at an animalistic pace, like he hasn’t fucked in years.

He kissed down your jaw, leaving dark red hickies all over your neck and chest. 

Your nails scratching down his back and tugging at his hair. He wasn’t showing signs of slowing down. 

Both his hands held down your thighs, keeping them pressed against your chest. 

A thick ring of white formed around his cock. The sound of his cock thrusting inside of you mixed with your screams and his quiet moans of your name followed by cuss words. 

“Fuck. yn” 

He groaned as you clenched around him. Your gummy walls pull his cock in more with each thrust. 

“Close..! Sae, m’ close!” you cried out, pulling him in closer. 

He mumbled something about him being close as well. 

His cock plunged deep inside of you a couple more times before you were cumming around his cock with his name on your tongue. Along with Sae who filled your little pussy up with his warm cum. Staying inside of you so nothing spills out. 

He fell on top, wrapping his arms around your waist. 

You sighed, still throbbing around him. 

“I fucking forgot how good your cunt was. How could i stay away for 4 whole months?” he asked but wasn’t expecting a response. You could feel his smile on your skin.

“I hate you, sae” 

“If you hated me, you wouldn’t have milked my cock dry”

A/n: this got kinda long. sorry, lol. wc: 1.4k

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ᝰ.ᐟstreet racer!Kaiser headcanons

Racer kaiser hcs. Explicit content, Mdni. Drugs.

"'𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑖𝑛'𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢" - 𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑦 𝐷𝑜𝑗𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑡

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street racer!Kaiser.ᐟ who doesn’t race for money—he races for the high, thrill, and ego boost of crushing his competition.

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟwhose car is sleek, expensive, and custom-made, probably European, something that turns heads as soon as he pulls up. His 2 main cars would be a glossy white with gold accents and a matte black car with metallic blue accents.

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟ If he ever gets pulled over, he knows how to talk his way out—or how to disappear before they even get close.

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟHas an unshakable confidence—even when he’s behind, he’ll smirk and say, “Don’t worry, I’ll still win.”

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟ "Off-limits" rules don’t apply to him. If someone tells him not to go after you? He’ll smirk and say, “Try and stop me.”

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟTrash talks mid-race through a comm system or just by rolling his window down and throwing a smirk at his opponent.

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟwill flirt even while racing—if you’re in the passenger seat, expect him to glance over and smirk: “You nervous, Schatz? don't be, when you're riding with me, you're riding with the king of these roads.”

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟAfter a win, he’s still buzzing with adrenaline, hot to the touch, and he’ll grab you by the waist, pressing you against his car. His hands roaming your ass, not caring who sees, while he feasts on your lips, barely letting you keep up with him.

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟThe way he grips the steering wheel? Imagine that grip on your thighs instead. well it's there, every. Single. Time. Bonus points if he squeezes when shifting gears. he'll slide his hand higher thinking you won't notice, oh but you do. similar to how he can see you trying to keep your composure and failing.

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟalways has something on his fingers. some sort of rings or whatever it may be. so when you're riding with him and he's feeling reckless, he'll move your panties to the side, slipping 2 or 3 digits inside. He has long, thick fingers, so imagine the shit-eating smirk on his face when you're gripping his wrist with both hands, almost bent over his hand, trembling, begging him to slow down all while he milks another orgasm out of you. His rings prod and push at your entrance. Just for his own entertainment, he might just push his fingers deep enough to have you go silent, mouth gaping, while your pussy clenches around the various metal pieces on his fingers.

"oh c'mon, you can take it. give me another one, alright? if you do, i'll let you drive my car... but you have to sit on my lap."

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟIf you’re mad at him? He’ll smirk and say, “Fine, punish me. But make it fun, Liebe.” and it ends up with you at his penthouse, legs spread open, tugging on his long strands while he licks up and down your pussy, devouring it whole.

"such a pretty fucking, pussy. God, you taste so.. so good, mm'"

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟHas definitely pulled you onto his lap in the driver’s seat after a win just to hear you say he’s the best. His windows have a very dark tint on them, so no one on the outside can see what's happening on the inside. He'll slip a hand under your skirt, kneading your ass. he won't let you go until you tell him he's the best.

"just say it, baby. tell me i'm the best. Don't go silent on me, i have other ways to make you speak... or more like scream"

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟ If you ever tease him about losing a race, he’ll push you against the hood of his car, gripping your jaw and pulling you in dangerously close, telling you to shut your mouth and if you persist. well... let's just say it's gonna be a long night and you won't be cumming for most of it.

"what? All bark no bite, yea? thought I was a loser? You gonna let this loser rearrange your guts and cum inside of you? huh? speak up, what happened to that cocky attitude from earlier?"

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟHis idea of a good time? A midnight race, an empty road, you in the passenger seat wearing his jacket while his cum leaks out of you, ruining your panties.

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟ Doesn't often do drugs, but if he's burning to feel something, he'll either call you over to his place or to the club he's sitting at. he'll pull you onto his lap and push the top half of your body back just enough to decorate your skin with a few white lines, snorting them off your body. BUT when you guys are alone, he'll rip a line off your ass.

"...mm, fuckk, that was good. you alright, Liebe? i know you're needy, just one more, alright? and then we'll fuck."

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟ won't force you to do drugs, ever but if you ever willingly want to try. If you choose to take a pill, he'll stay by your side, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in, so you can fall limp on top of his warm body. BUT if you choose to do a line, he would definitely be entertained by your behavior, especially if it's your first time. Letting you run wild through his penthouse, munch on the food in his fridge, and touch him up. He loves seeing you act all bold and overconfident. he says it's hot. He won't ever do drugs when you do them because he worries about your safety but that doesn't mean he won't fuck you good. Sex, when you're intoxicated, feels twice as good, especially with a dick as big as Kaiser's.

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟIs not sloppy—he knows his limits. If anyone messes with his supply, he’ll find out, and they won’t like what happens next. and if someone tries to scam him, they disappear. He’ll show up at their garage, leaning against his car with that deadly smirk, saying, “You must be real tired of breathing, huh?”

street racer!Kaiser.ᐟ If someone flirts with you in front of him, he’ll spin his keys around his finger and smirk before saying, “Let’s race for her. Oh, wait—she’s already mine.”

but no matter what type of person street racer!Kaiser is, you'll always be his top priority.

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A/N: lowkey not feeling the top icons, might change them or delete them but idk. He's so hot, i love him sm.

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ᝰ.ᐟDIRTY

You're kaiser's mechanic and nothing more. .ᐟCW: Street racer!Kaiser, Smut MDNI, mentions of voyeurism, window sex

"𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘.𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒" - 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛' 𝑏𝑦 𝐴𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒

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You were kaiser’s mechanic, most of the time. That’s what you usually told everyone. That’s also what you told yourself, not that you believed it. 

Kaiser treated you nicely, like he did with every other mechanic, but that was until it was time for closing. He’d stop you when everyone was about to leave, and some of your friends would look at you, confused, but shrug it off. 

He’d say there was something wrong, something missing, or that you didn’t do something correctly. Just to see you bend over the hood so he could stare at your ass. You knew he was. You could feel his glare. 

You swallowed hard, about to say that everything looked fine, but he was leaning back on the car, beside you, smirking down at you, speaking before you could. 

“You look good bent down like that,” he said, grabbing your wrist and pulling you close to him. 

“Kaiser… someone could see..” you mumbled, wrapping one hand around his bicep. 

“Who?” he said, you didn’t miss the amusement in his voice, grabbing a handful of your ass through the sweats. 

You shut your mouth, cursing under your breath. Kaiser always locked the door after everyone left. Meaning no one could enter. 

The only reason you hadn’t told anyone what was going on between you and kaiser was because it was on and off. You weren’t his gf, you guys weren’t friends with benefits and he’s always fucking another girl everyday. And at the end of the day, he was DK(drift king) and you were his mechanic. Kaiser was THE person. His fame would go to shit if people found out he was hooking up with you and not one of the bombshell flag girls that always threw themselves at him. You guys were almost nothing. Almost. But some nights, when it was silent, nearly pitch black, you’d find Kaiser looking down on you, running his fingers through your hair so gently, like one would do with their lover, while you sucked his cock. 

Kaiser’s eyes were zoned out on you. Those pretty blue ones you’d always catch yourself staring at. 

“You’re always touching up my baby” he tapped his car, not looking away from you. “When will it be my turn?” 

“I don’t know, maybe when you stop saying such corny shit” you rolled your eyes, pulling a rare genuine laugh out of him. 

“Baby, tonight i’m thinking.. Something different..” he said, kissing the corner of your mouth. Your lips twitched, but you concealed your smile. 

“Humour me” 

“My place?” 

“And what exactly are we gonna do there?” you crossed your arms, tilting your head. 

“Needy fucking girl, can’t even wait till we get home to find out, huh?” he slapped your ass, taking your lips with his. 

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“C’mon baby, don’t pass out on me” he chuckled, holding you up against the full-length window of his penthouse. 

“‘M.. not, asshole” you slurred, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. You weren’t even joking when you said this, his dick was so good, it was making you drool. Or maybe it was the sloppy kisses Kaiser was giving you. 

“Ngh! Fuck! Yess, yesss, kaiser, right there, ohmygod fuck fuck” 

Your pussy clenched around his fat cock, nails scratching down his back, while your legs were wrapped around his waist. 

He thrusted into that same spot over and over again. His tattooed hand slapping your ass. It was definitely red by now. 

“Ugh, fuck, you’re so warm” he groaned, pulling out till his tip was at your entrance only to slam back in. you cried out, throwing your head back. He cupped your breast with one hand, moving his lips to kiss along the column of your neck. Biting and sucking.

At this point, you don’t even try to hide the hickies anymore. Whenever anyone asks, you just tell them you don’t remember his name. But instead, you get Kaiser back by leaving just as many on him. 

He had smeared your lipstick, leaving nothing but swollen pink lips. Your mascara melting from crying.

His cock was balls deep. Not even letting you breathe for a second. How does this bastard have so much stamina? Especially while standing up and carrying you? He wiped down the foggy window, not slowing down one bit. 

“Show all of Tokyo you’re getting fucked. Let them watch while i fucking ruin your inside. Let everyone see.. How much of a fucking thrust whore thrust you thrust are thrust for thrust my cock. 

You yelled his name. Your arms locked around his neck, squeezing tight enough to steal his breath—yet he was still standing, still smirking down at you like he had all the control.

“Close!! Close, ‘m close, mihya please, lemme cum. Fuck please pleaseee” you whined, tears rolling down your face. Your throat was gonna sore as hell in the morning and your voice probably nonexistent 

“Yea? Fuck.. cum for me, liebling. Scream my fucking name. Lemme hear it. Let everyone down there watch while cum on my cock for the third time today. Show them who you fucking.. Belong to, baby..” he mumbled against your skin, biting down, chuckling at your soft sobs. 

He squeezed your ass, as you clenched around his length, nearly pulling an orgasm out of him. You came all around him. Painting his cock with warm cum. 

He soon followed, filling your pussy up nearly to the brim. Maybe you were being dramatic but it felt like his cock was in your stomach. 

Your head dropped onto his shoulder. He smiled, rubbing your back. He walked over to his bed and set you down, letting you fall down onto the soft pillows. 

“Fuck, kaiser… I.. you..” 

“Shhhh, shh, I know, it’s okay. Just sleep, let me take care of everything, alright?” you didn’t have it in you to argue, so you nodded. And within seconds you were asleep. 

After kaiser had finished cleaning everything up, including you. He pushed your hair out of your closed eyes. Admiring your calm face. 

“I love you, y/n. You don’t know it yet. But.. you’ll always be mine. And someday, the whole world’s gonna know” he smiled, Leaning down to kiss your forehead. 

Taglist: @cyberheartrebel @vaelils

A/N: Yes ik kaiser doesn’t live in Japan or Tokyo but stfu. This is Tokyo, where all the illegal races happen/j. There's something wrong with me, i can’t write a story under a 100 wc for the life of me. This was supposed to be a drabble. not edited

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ᝰ.ᐟStreet racer!AU .ᐟ 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐤

"𝐹𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑠, 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡—𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑."

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What you'll find -

Illegal street races, high-speed chases, and underground bets. Crews competing for control over the racing circuit. Rival racers with intense history—enemies-to-lovers or exes who still race against each other. "One last race" , but things take a dangerous turn. Betrayal within the crew—someone working with law enforcement or a rival team. if you can't beat em, join em. filthy rich racers and an even filthier amount of illegal activities

Will include -

Angst threesomes(+) smut drinking drugs illegal racing smoking dark-con non/dub-con guns violence

The racers -

Michael kaiser or DK (drift king.) Isagi yoichi or thrasher Rin itoshi or zero Sae itoshi or spades Reo mikage or lux Nagi seishiro or zenith Otoya eita or echo Bachira meguru or riot Shidou ryusei or mad dog Chigiri hyoma or redline

Disclaimer -

You can imagine the 'reader' as a different person for each story or the same, it doesn't really matter. But I'd say don't treat them as the same person THIS IS NOT A SERIES! None of the stories correlate unless specifically mentioned Warnings will be put before the start of each story 18+, explicit content, mdni

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ᝰ.ᐟstreet racer!Kaiser

"𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠 𝑎 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛. 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑠."

ᯓ★ᯓ⚡︎

ᐟstreet racer!Kaiser... who is known as DK on the streets, AKA Drift King cause his control over the wheel is unmatched, and no one commands the streets like he does.

ᐟstreet racer!Kaiser... isn’t just another racer—he’s the racer. The king of the streets, the one whose name is whispered in every betting ring and cursed by every rival left in his dust. If there’s a race worth watching, he’s in it. If there’s a bet worth making, it’s on him. He doesn’t just win—he dominates.

ᐟstreet racer!Kaiser... racing isn’t just about speed—it’s about control, precision, and showmanship. He takes the most dangerous shortcuts, drifts within inches of disaster, and makes it all look effortless. He never just crosses the finish line—he makes sure everyone remembers how he does it.

ᐟstreet racer!Kaiser... Flirting is second nature to Kaiser. Whether it’s a rival racer, a wide-eyed newbie, or the person in his passenger seat, he loves attention and takes what he wants. But good luck keeping his interest—he’s always looking for the next thrill. "Racing isn’t just about speed, it’s about control. And I have both."

𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑟!𝐾𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑟

♡...street racer!kaiser headcanons

♡...DIRTY

♡...

♡...

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.ᐟ୨୧Masterlist

All my masterlists and aus

.ᐟJJK [!readers, character au, series, one shots, hc, sfw, nsfw, +] .ᐟTokyo revengers [!readers, character au, series, one shots, hc, sfw, nsfw, +] .ᐟBungou stray dogs [Au's, series, one shots, hc, sfw, nsfw, +] .ᐟBlue lock [!readers, character Au, Au's, series, one shots, hc, sfw, nsfw, +] .ᐟHaikyuu [one shots, hc, sfw, nsfw] .ᐟAUs

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All my tags and what's included in them

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AUs | All my different aus, including characters

!reader☁︎ | different reader archetypes

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Headcanons୭˚. ᵎᵎ | All my headcanons

bllk works₊˚⊹♡ | All my blue lock stories and works

series⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ | all my series

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⋆. Blog rules:

Blog rules before you follow / requesting rules / fandoms

˙ᵕ˙ Rules:

1. My rules are nothing out of the ordinary and not hard to follow but if you still can't respect them. please don't come into my blog. 2. remain respectful/kind to me, whoever I interact with, and whoever interacts with me. 3. If you're a minor, don't interact with me, or I'll have to block you. If you're under 18 and choosing to follow me, don't mention your age. At the end of the day, I can't control what you read and who you follow. 4. all characters that i write about are aged up. sometimes i'll forget to mention it but it should go without saying. 5. Don't rush me. my uploading schedule is very inconsistent. i'll post when I have time. The same goes for requests. I won't ignore anyone but that doesn't mean i'll have your request written the next day.

6. DO NOT copy my work. it takes a lot of time to write down whatever I post. If you feel inspired by it. you can send a quick message or give credit. it's not hard. I'm a nice person and I won't take it the wrong way if you just tell me you want to write a piece inspired by mine.

7.Lastly, I post some morally grey content, like dark con, non con, etc., and so if that isn't your cup of tea, like I said, feel free to click off.

˙ᵕ˙ requesting:

1. My request will be open almost all the time. I'll try my best to get to every request on time but sometimes it may take longer than necessary. 2. I'm open to writing everything unless it crosses some lines. I'm very chill about my requesting rules. 3. The same goes with sending in asks. I love when you guys talk to me or give me your opinion on things. but if you wanna hate and tell me stuff like my work is copied or whatnot. i'll just ignore it. Everything on this blog, I worked hard on. Almost everything was my idea and even if something is 'copied', i'll always give credit where it's due. 4. Things I will NOT write. piss/scat. foot fetish. physical abuse, readers of specific colour/race/bg (this has nothing to do with racism. For instance, i wouldn't write about a black reader, since I myself am not black and that would feel disrespectful), gender-neutral readers 5. everything else is okay. unless if I see something very out of the ordinary, then probably no. I'm also fine with people requesting certain AUs or specific kinks.

˙ᵕ˙ fandoms:

Fandoms I write for: .ᐟ JJK .ᐟ Tokyo revengers .ᐟ Blue lock (mainly) .ᐟ bungou stray dogs .ᐟ Haikyuu (sometimes) Fandoms i'll write for in the future: .ᐟ windbreaker .ᐟ black clover .ᐟ Arcane

˙ᵕ˙ plagiarism:

Do not copy my work. Do not copy my layout. Do not copy my post and blog layout. There is a difference between being inspired by someone and straight-up copying them. and I'll know which one you are. 2. Whatever it may be if you feel inspired by anything of mine. just drop a message, it's not that hard. I don't bite. I'll appreciate you more that way and i'll even check out your work. BUT if i find people copying my work and theme, i'll block you. 3.don't copy my pngs and dividers and use them for yourself. They take a long time to make and it's very disrespectful to steal someone else's hard work. 4. lastly, I know i'm not the first person on this platform with this layout. I myself have been inspired by blogs outside of the anime Tumblr community. I haven't yet found anyone in the anime Tumblr community with a similar style as mine. I'm not saying there isn't anyone who can't have this or has had this layout before me, i'm just saying i haven't seen any. So even if there are blogs that look like mine. I don't want people attacking me for copying them because however i'm designing my blog, I came up with that idea. I really hate when people copy my work, so i would never do that to anyone. I'm an honest person and if i feel that people are saying my blog layout is copied, i'll reach out to that person and talk to them. 5. i'll say it one last time because people don't read and jump to conclusions. I assure you there are many people on anime tumblr with similar blog style and writing style as mine, who have been here well before me. but i haven't seen anyone like that so far. and even if i do eventually come across someone with a similar layout, IT DOESN'T MEAN I COPIED THEM. many people may not know but blogs like these are very common outside of the anime community.

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