#baji keisuke x male reader

[boozenboze]

Tokyo Revengers x Male reader

Summary: Being an Ace and a division captain are two hefty things to juggle. So what happens when the other Toman captains find the leader of the 6th division at volleyball practice

Females She/Her and She/They DNI

“Good hustle L/n keep it up!” The coach yelled to the s/c skinned male who gave him a thumbs up. Practice didn’t end until late that night, and the Toman meeting that had been planned had begun without. He didn’t worry about it to much, but he knew he’d have to go through a light hearted interrogation from Mikey and Draken.

To be honest, they should’ve known that the male had practice. Why you may ask? Well thats because he had mentioned his after school activity plenty of times to them. If they hadn’t known then that would be on them for not listening.

(Pov switch)

Mikey was giving his speech to the gang, eyes wandering ever so often to see if his eyes would catch sight of the h/c haired male. Before the beginning of the meeting the blonde had been searching for him and to no avail, he didn’t spot him. The other captains tried calling or texting him but they would left with his voicemail. They continued to wait for him but had to start since there was no signs of him showing up.

The meeting ended not to long ago snd Takemichi was trying to call M/n again. As he did that, the other captains conversed with each other while also wondering where their 6th division captain was. This wasn’t the first time the male had missed a meeting but the other times he’d make sure Mikey knew so that confusion wouldn’t get caused.

“Hey-Hello! M/n where were, you the meeting is over.” Takemichi spoke as his mention of the h/c haired male caught the others attention. When they approached they watched as Takemichi’s brows furrowed in confusion.

“When did you start playing volleyball?” Takemichi asked as the others held their own looks of question.

“I-uh ok we’ll come over to see you. Ok bye.” Takemichi said before hanging up.

“When’d he start playing volleyball?” Mitsuya asked as he glanced at the others. Angry hummed in response before saying.

“That could explsin the other times he didn’t show up.”

“Yeah thats true...wait Takemichi you said thst we’d go and see him hm?” Draken questioned as Takemichi nodded.

“Alright lets go I wanna see N/n-chin play!” Mikey said with excitement as he made his way to his motorcycle. The others sighed at their commanders attitude and followed behind him, getting onto their own bikes.

(Pov switch)

“Nice serve M/n!” One of your teammates yelled on the sidelines as the ball made contact with the floor of the other teams side. It was the males ball again and he bounced the ball a few times before serving it again. Once again it was a perfect serve but the other team was able to pass it back to which your teammate Lain was passed it to your setter Ryu.

The captains had just arrived to the gym and heard the sound of shoes squeaking against the floor and a ball making contact with it. A loud boom and cheering could be heard as they walked in and they saw M/n's team cheering. They could tell because of their f/c jerseys and shorts. M/n was doing a little dance with Ryu who was laughing his ass off as they did.

"Can ya'll stop acting like you won an actual game." Your captain who was on the other team said as you turned to face him.

"Your just mad that ya'll lost~!" The h/c haired male whipped out his middle finger and started to shake his hips out of mockery. The captain rolled his eyes as his gaze averted to the Toman captains who were standing by the door.

"Are those gang members?" One of your other teammates said warily, as the Captain spoke up.

"Do ya'll need something?" His voice was loud which caused everyone to turn their attention to the entrance door. M/n's eyes widened at the sights of his gang. He was only expecting Takemichi to show up.....not everyone else.

"I-uh...what are ya'll doing here? Takemichi I thought you were the only one coming." M/n replies to the others that hadn't said anything yet.

"Um yeah I did...I forgot to mention they were tagging along, sorry." Takemichi said as his eyes wandered down to M/n's legs. He kept his gaze steady on his thighs. He looked away, reminding himself that he had a girlfriend as the other captains stared as well.

"Why didn't you tell us your thighs were so.....gyat!" Baji said as he did hand motions around M/n's legs. The male laughed in response, not thinking anything of his comment. He has worked hard to get his legs to the state they were in now so he appreciated the compliments.

"Can I....touch them..? Baji asked, voice getting a bit quieter but loud enough for Mikey to hear his question.

"Not if I don't touch them first!" Mikey said as he leaped over to the h/c haired male and began to feel up his leg. He squeezed his thigh with his hand and the male above whimpered slightly from the blondes grip. M/n's thighs had muscle definition and were a little jiggly.

"Ah...Mikey are you done yet?" M/n asked as Draken attempted to pull the commander off his leg. Mikeys grip got tighter and a moan was stifled from his lips causing both blondes to look at him. The male looked away from them, forgetting to mention how sensitive his thighs were. Mikey let go and laughed with a blush on his face. Draken and the others were the same way. Smiley was laughing while maintaining his iconic expression, as well as Angry who had turned away. Mitsuya was smiling as Sanzu massaged his temple.

"Yo M/n! Come get your shit!" Lain said as he approached the male with his gym bag. M/n took the bag from him and nodded as I thank you as the brunette left the gym.

"Well now we know one of our captains secret...Imma use that against him when we play Mario Kart." Smiley said as his smirk turned to something more devious. Angry side eyed his brother as he turned his gaze over to the h/c haired male who was making his way over to them.

"I'll be at your house in a bit, the game should be updated by then yea?" M/n said as he walked out, moving towards his bike.

"What were ya'll talking about?' Mucho asked as Smiley laughed in response. He walked away from the taller male as the twins exited the premises. The other captains watched them leave with looks of suspicion.

"They're planning something...lets follow them!" Mikey exclaimed as the others followed him out the gym.

"That was interesting"

"Mhm!"

[dokueshi]

彡"So you wanna blowjob or something bro?"‧₊˚✩

genre: crack(?) no nsfw.

T/W: maybe ooc, adult language(?), bad grammar - english isn't my first language

pairings: Chifuyu Matsuno, Baji Keisuke, Kazutora Hanemiya, Ryuguji "Draken" Ken (separately) x MALE reader [all characters are aged up]

note: some time ago i saw short video where a guy made a little snowman on his balcony, and his friend asked him "so you wanna blow job or something bro?" and i found it funny so here i am.

‧₊˚✩彡Chifuyu~

He just wanted to sent a short video for his mom to show her how much snow fell last night, so he went to the balcony, recording the area covered with snow, until his roommate spoke up behind him:

-"So you wanna blowjob or something, bro?"

-"...WHAT THE FUCK (Y/N), I WANTED TO SEND THIS TO MY MOM (*｀Д´)ﾉ"

-"ah, my bad ( ´ ▽ ` )"

Later, he'll be embarrassed and a little angry around you for a while, but he'll get over it pretty quickly because he's used to your various suggestions.

‧₊˚✩彡Baji~

He was bored, so he want to the balcony and made a little snowman with cat ears, and then took some photos of it.

-"So you wanna blowjob or something, bro?"

He stopped taking photos and looked at you with growing smirk on his face:

-"Oh, of course, i would love to <(￣︶￣)>"

-"that supposed to be a joke...(・_・ "

He says a lot of suggestive things, so your jokes don't bother him at all, he'll tease you later. horny bastard.

‧₊˚✩彡Kazutora~

He was on balcony, smoking cigarettes and looking at busy walking people in front of your house.

-"So you wanna blowjob or something, bro?"

- *Frozen for a second* "Why are you saying this?

(｡Ó ^ Ò｡)"

Please stop teasing this poor boy, he'll get a heart attack. He look calm, but he's screaming inside. Later, he'll ask you not to say such things out of the blue.

‧₊˚✩彡Draken~

He was fixing the chair you asked him to do it for a long time, but he was busy with work and studying.

-"So you wanna blowjob or something, bro-*BONK*

-"SHUT. THE FUCK. UP. SHUTTHEFUCKUPPLEASE. (ʘ言ʘ╬)"

He's really tired with your bs, give him a break.a little disappointed that it was just a joke tbh He would quickly forget about it, because he had been babysitting Mikey for many years, and he's used to such behavior.

im back after 1-2 years, dunno for how long

[spooky-bunnys]

"Hello, I am urgently in need of a part with the plate number 7 FOR, which belongs to Draken's brother. I am eagerly waiting for the seventh chapter of the book. Please post it as soon as possible. Additionally, I hope that you don't rush yourself and take your time. Remember to keep yourself hydrated."

Title: Draken's Brother FINAL

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

Pairing: Baji Keisuke x Draken's Brother

Warnings: FLUFF!

It took almost a full week to settle everything down. Toman with some help of a few others were able to defeat the Bleeding Sirens. So that meant (Name) was no longer in danger of them. Although from what Takemichi has heard, (Name) was in for a huge ear full when he got back to the brothel. Speaking of the brothel, they just finished celebrating (Name)'s engagement/marking with Baji.

Although Takemichi wishes they could've marked under different circumstances. He's still glad for his friends. Takemichi js just glad everything is back to normal. Well as normal as things can be at the new Toman meetings that is.

~

"Can you stop trying to eat my brothers face?!" "He's my Omega isn't he?!" Takemichi sweat-dropped at the fighting Alpha's. He looked around for (Name) seeing him talking with the girls. They had been extremely worried about when they found out what went down. Even the original Black Dragon members have been following him around.

Talking about how (Name) is prone to danger. Which Takemichi now fully believes. Especially considering whats happened the past month. Though (Name) still attracts multiple Alpha's even as a marked Omega. Takemichi isn't too surprised about that. Now that he truly knows (Name) he can definitely see what attracts them.

But Takemichi is more then happy with his own Omega. Takemichi watches Hinata and (Name) excitedly talk about something. Emma was chatting with Yazuha and Senju about something which had them laughing. Takemichi smiled at the scene. This is what he wants the future to be. Everyone happy and together.

Hinata looks over and waves at him, making him return the wave with a wide grin. (Name) turned to wave only to notice the argument behind him. Making the Omega groan and quickly make his way over to stop the arguing before it turns physical. Takemichi watches (Name) stand between them and say something that has the two sigh and shake hands. Making the Omega grin widely.

Senju, who is apparently (Name) absolute best friend, came over and stole (Name). Making the two Alpha's yell and chase after her. Takemichi laughed at the scene before he felt a shoulder bump his. "Well partner, how's this for the future?" Takemichi smiled widely. "The future should be looking good!" Chifuyu chuckled and shook his head.

"If anything goes wrong and you have to come back. Remember I'm here for you partner." Takemichi nodded with a determined look. "Thanks Chifuyu. Hopefully the future is fixed now." The two nod at each other. Takemichi waved bye to everyone before leaving the meeting.

~

When Takemichi opened his eyes. He was expecting to be in either his apartment or the DVD store. Not the bathroom of a Wedding Hall. He'd been so excited thinking he was finally marrying Hinata, but apparently its the Baji's Wedding.

It's apparently been the talk of almost all of Japan. (Name) had become a famous Novelist. Baji had opened up a pet store with Chifuyu and Kazatora and business is booming from what he's been hearing. Mitsuya became a fashion designer like he always wanted. Hakkai was a model and mostly modeled Mitsuya's clothes.

Yazuha his sister was Hakkai's manager. Draken had opened up a Bike shop alongside Inui. Emma was married to Draken and they already had pups running around. The Kawata twins own their own Ramen restaurant which apparently (Name) writes at a lot.

Takemichi's line of thought was distributed when he felt his hand get pulled slightly. He turned and saw Hinata holding a pup that looked just like her. Takemichi's heart stopped. Had he done it? "H-Hina?" Hinata's smile brightened. "You're finally back! You came on a good day too! Come on Mikey's waiting for you."

Hinata dragged him to a relaxed looking Mikey who was laughing at an annoyed looking Draken. Upon seeing the scene Takemichi couldn't help by tear up. He'd finally done it. They got their happy ending. Mikey smiled and jumped up. "Mitchy will agree with me! Hey Takemitchy, who should walk (Name) down the isle? I thought Ken-chin and I could, but he was to be stubborn and says I can't help walk him down the isle!"

Mikey pouted and pointed at Draken who groaned and rubbed his eyes. "Mikey I've already told you! (Name) wanted you to do the flowers with the pups!" Mikey froze for a moment before smiling widely. "Why didn't you say so earlier?!" Mikey grabbed the pup from Hinata and ran away laughing. Hinata chuckled and hugged Takemichi's arm.

"Sorry about him Mitchy. Its been a stressful day. (Name) is so nervous he accidentally locked himself out the bathroom and apparently Senju broke it down." Takemichi could only grimace at the image. "Is everything okay?" Draken nodded. "Yeah everything is great. The future is perfect. Mikey's a professional bike racer. The only danger he is, is to the bikes Inui and I have to fix constantly."

Takemichi chuckled and chatted with the other members. Time flew by and it was finally time for the vows. (Name) looked so gorgeous in his dress suit. Apparently Mitsuya made him a part suit part dress for his wedding. It was beautiful. Baji had cried when (Name) came down the isle. It made everyone laugh.

This was everything Takemichi could've asked for. Everyone was together and so happy. He watched as (Name) and Baji kissed and everyone stood up cheering. Baji threw (Name) over his shoulder and quickly ran down the isle making some people laugh. Others like Draken, Mitsuya, and Senju quickly ran after the two. Yelling at Baji to be careful with (Name).

During the vows (Name) had announced he was pregnant. Which made Draken almost tackle the other Alpha. Luckily Emma was able to keep her husband from traumatizing the younger pups. But Takemichi couldn't ask for a better future. This was everything he wanted and more. Takemichi wrapped an arm around Hinata's waist and sighed happily. This is the perfect future.

[kuro-keisuke3]

Seme male reader x Baji Keisuke

Di pagi hari.....🌞

🌞Pagi hari bagi Keisuke :

"(M/n)!!!,ayo bangun!!....ayo bangun..,"ucapku berusaha membangunkan (M/n) yang bagai kebo bukannya bangun malahan dia semakin menyelimuti dirinya hingga kepala. Sontak melihat hal itu membuatku berkedut kesal. Susah sekali di bangunin sekali bangun tidur lagi.

"Ayo!!,bangun (M/n),"ucapku sambil membongkar selimut yang menutupi tubuhnya

"Tidak mau,"ucapnya

"(M/n)~ ayolah aku capek,"ucapku sambil tidur di pinggir (M/n) dengan muka cemberut

'Menyebalkan'

"Bangwn (M/n),"ucapku sambil membenamkan wajahku di bantal. Dia kemudian menggeserkan badannya sehingga wajahnya menghadap padaku.

"Aww,Keisu ku cemberut,"ucapnya sambil menoel-noel pipiku pakai jari telunjuknya.

"Urusaaii!!,"

"Hmm..aku mau bangun.Hanya dengan satu syarat berikan morning kiss padaku baru aku bangun,"ucapnya

Hal tersebut membuat moodku down tapi setelah melihat (M/n) dengan puppy eyesnya urghh..

"Baiklah,aku mau,puas,"ucapku ketus

Diriku mendekatkan diri ke wajahnya dan kemudian

'Chu'

Mencium pipinya.

"Morning kiss,itu begini,"ucapnya langsung melumat bibir kenyalku

"Hmmph...,"

Diriku memukul-mukul dadanya namun tak di hiraukan olehnya. Malah ke asikan menglumat,menghisap bibirku hingga bengkak.

'Slapp'

"Rasanya enak,manis,"ucapnya sambil menjilat bibirnya dia kemudian bangun dari kasur. Langsung saja ku lempar dia pakai bantal.

"Dasar mesum!!,"ucapku wajahku kini semerah tomat

"Tapi suka kan?,"ucapnya sambil menyeringai

"Ck!,menyebalkan. Sudah sana mandi,"

Dan akhirnya (M/n) mandi juga.

🎆bagiku pagi hari pagi yang meresahkan.

Tbc.......

[kisakis-boyfriend]

One of my favorite scenarios is a foursome with the Baji trio.

Just Kazutora and Chifuyu, laying back on a bed and grasping each other's hand while their doms fuck them. Maybe Reader is responsible for fucking Kazutora. Sweet little Tora, who whimpers and whines in the most adorable way—a complete slave to your cock as it reaches the deepest parts inside of him. Meanwhile, Baji is hitting Chifuyu's prostate again and again. Which makes the cheeky sub groan in frustration, since Baji is squeezing the base of his dick too, edging him but not allowing Chifuyu to cum.

Or, perhaps Reader is the one plowing Chifuyu instead. Keeping a hand on his pretty chest and occasionally playing with his nipples when Reader feels Chifuyu tighten around his dick. And over to your side, Baji is preoccupied with Kazutora; making a mess of his hole by squeezing a finger in there with his cock. While Tora is squealing and writhing around, Baji marks up his neck and shoulder with not so gentle love bites.

Pressing Kazutora and Chifuyu chest to chest and forcing them to hold hands while their asses take the pounding of a lifetime. They're panting into each other's mouths between sloppy kisses, tongues hanging out and strings of saliva still connecting their tongues together.

One night, Baji is in a bottoming mood too. So he lays down and lets Kazutora penetrate him, while Chifuyu penetrates him, while Reader penetrates Chifuyu. Baji's hair is sprawled out on the surface underneath his head, letting his body rock back and forth by the force of three people thrusting into each other over him.

Three of you picking one person to absolutely spoil for the night and turning them into a happy, blissed out, giggly bitch. One of you sucks his dick, another person tugs on his hair and kisses his neck so tenderly, and the third person eats him out or touches his body everywhere to worship him.

Maybe you're in a playful mood, and you want to make them fight for the prize of sucking your cock. Three very eager men drool all over your dick and balls, sucking on whatever they can get their mouths on and shoving each other out of the way. When someone eventually wins control and starts deepthroating you (*cough* Baji…) the other two spread your legs and take turns tonguefucking your ass. Chifuyu, oh so kindly, holds Baji's head still so that you can fuck his mouth. You reward them all by blowing your load on their faces 💛

[emilsendo]

(Dom)Baji Keisuke x (Sub) Top!male reader

Type: Smut

Warnings: Dom Baji, gay sex, riding, stimulation, etc.

Author Note: Hiya! I finished this one oneshot and I hope it will be good for you guys to read 👀👍 I started to writing a request with Drakenxtop male readerxMikey, so I just reminding xD.

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— Baji.... — you gasped hoarsely as your boyfriend bounced heavily on your dick.

Baji was insane, not even giving you time to breath as he rode you hard. You could feel his entrance squeezing you with pleasure with each firm bounce.

You tried to calm his movements by holding the brunette's toned waist, but Baji seemed even stronger now, not all the strength in the world could stop him now, he even had an expression of lust as he sat frantically on your dick, his walls sqeezing and sucking your dick in a delicious way.

Not that it wasn't good, on the contrary. It felt so good that you were almost drooling, it was so good that you felt like you were about to cum at any moment, but you didn't want to be there so early. Not that Baji cared about it, in fact it seemed like that was exactly what he wanted.

Every drop of your cum inside him.

— Baji......If it continues like this-Aah~! I'm going to....— you tried to warn while sqeezing his waist between your fingers, Baji's waist was firm, of course, he had a lot of muscles due to begin a delinquent, anyway he was beautiful, and he loved it when you held his waist.

— You will come? Do it inside me. Go on, cum in me, darlin'~ — the delinquent seemded fascinated with the idea of you cumming inside him, so he sat on you with all the strength he had, eliciting not only a moan of pleasure from both of you, but also one of surprise from you.

— Damn, Baji.....f-fuck! — you exclaimed, starting to tear up, with delicious suction that the brunette's hole made around your cock.

Baji's little entrance was sucking you in, he was tight and hot, it was comfortable to be inside him, but at the same time you felt like your dick was going to melt.

The room was stuffy and almost completely dark, if it weren't for the sunlight that the curtains let out. The only thing you could hear was your moans and muffled breathing.

Baji wasn't very affectionate when he grabbed some strands of your hair, throwing it backwards, so he could give himself space to bury his face between your neck, clean of marks, of course not for long, until he slid his tongue over the spot, that made you twitch slightly in pleasure. Having Keisuke suck on your neck was the least of the problems, considering the orgasm you were needing to get to.

— Hey, M/N, why don't you call me by my first name? — he moves a little away from your neck to ask, not far enough since you could feel his breath hit the spot.

It seemed to be a serious question, although Baji continued to move on your lap.

— I-I don't know, I just..... MH! Ah... I'm used to calling you Baji.— you replied sincerely.

Baji pulled away completely from your neck, holding both sides of your face, looking at you intensely seriously.

— Call me by my first name.— He demanded. You sighed a bit confused, but you didn't have time to reason when Baji doubled the speed of jumping on your dick, you gritted your teeth when you felt your dick hit your boyfriend's prostate. — G- ugh! S-shit...call me by my first name.—

— Kei.....— you tried to complete, but the words came out shaky as Baji's entrance practically devoured your cock.

— C-Come on, M/N....I know you....you can do it.— He encouraged with a strange smile, as he fumbled over his words. It was difficult to have a serious expression on his face when your length was literally widening his hole.

— Keisuke! F-fuck. Keisuke, please, I'm going to cum. Please let me!

That was epic for Keisuke Baji. He only needed a few more slightly sloppy bounces for his pleasure to fill him.

— Fuck. Cum inside, M/N. I want to feel ya, got it? Do it! —

You then came with streams of milky cum begin sucked into Baji's gaping hole. He moaned feeling filled, he came soon after, his cum got all over your and his chest.

Little by little Baji stopped moving and you fell silent, sweaty and panting.

— Are you okay? — You asked.

Baji nodded with an amused expression on his face, you smiled embarassedly.

— It's incredible that.... even though I'm bouncing like crazy on you, I can still feel my legs.— He joked ironically.

— Yes, I think that for you to stop feeling your legs you would have to sit on me a lot more.— you joined in, letting out an amused laugh.

You didn't even notice the suggestive smile that spread across Baji's face after your words.

— Then it looks like I'm goin' to have to sit on ya until tomorrow morning, my darlin'.

— What...?

The confusion on your face replaced by a noise of surprise when Baji sat on you once again, you grunted with your sensitive dick to the recent orgasm once again begin stimulated.

— Baji, I can't do it anymore! I-I....— you tried to protest desperately but was silenced by the full lips.

For Baji, nothing would be over until both of you had no more strength.

— I loved how you said my first name, from now on ALWAYS call me that.—

[cloudyzeusy]

My lil baby real tough and everyone can see that from a mile away with that same sharp look on his face and the broken knuckles he seems to always have.

But around me he's so fuckin cute it drives me insane he may act so noncholant in public but behind closed doors it's different. He loves hugging up to me and clinging on me, he's obsessed with my hands needing the comfort of me next to him.

The way i'm his first love and he blushes at me buying simple shit for him like clothes and teddy bears. Which just makes me want to shower him with love and adoration to the point he's obsessed with me.

And in the bedroom he lets me do whatever i want using his hole whenever I need it he can't say no to me either way. Loving what ever i give them.

When we are back in the public eyes he can act like he not head over heels for me. But we both know the truth.

Baji is mine.

[gaybitchfx]

Could I reguest alpha Baji with a cute yet chaotic omega male reader who the gang didn't know about? And they found out cause he went to visit Baji but he gets mad cause someone flirts with his omega?

You and Rome feed my a/b/o Tokyorev brainrot and I love it

-🍓 Character(s): Baji

-🍓 Type of reader: M!Reader

-🍓 Category: SFW + a/b/o

-🍓 Warning(s): None

-🍓 Note: You don’t know how hard I smiled dude❤️

-🍓 Edited: ❌

Your relationship with Baji wasn’t secret nor was it public because neither of you never just told anyone the two of you were dating unless it was necessary.

Another reason was you were a little bit odd in a way, so Baji just kept you a little secret from Toman. That was until you came over to Baki’s house unexpectedly.

“Baji! Y/n is here!” Baji’s mom shouted from downstairs after letting you in.

Baji froze in place as his eyes instantly went over to the very few people he invited into his house who were apart of Toman.

Your footsteps grew closer till you slammed Baji’s door open with a big smile. “I’m here!” You announced, all eyes on you now. “Uhm, who’s this?” Mikey asked as he stared at you.

“He’s-” “I’m Y/n, you must be Baji’s friends that I’ve heard about here and there.” You said and greeted everyone with a hand shake. “Who knew you had such a cute friend, Baji.” Mikey said as he leaned on the wall next to you with a smirk.

“So what brings you around here, hm? You got a partner yet?” Mikey was met with a book thrown to his face by Baji who looked pretty pissed.

“He does and that’s me you asshat!” “No need to shout darling, calm down.” You said and went over to Baji and rested your head on his shoulder with a small smile.

“Never knew someone would have the guts to date you-” “I’ll kill you!” “Both of you shut the hell up!!”

-🍓tags: @jkloserdazai @reallyromealone @lostsomewhereinthegarden

[pervcoded]

cunt. starring baji, chifuyu

content warning: Aye this shit is evil. FTM misgendering- reader ‘passes’ but Baji is very diminutive of/disrespectful of his identity in this. Chifuyu is his accomplice. They are not good in this lol. Rape rationalizations, Dacryphilia (Chifuyu). Sadism (Baji). Hard non/con, reader uses he/him pronouns but Baji will refer to him as a female. degradation/humilation. Implied bajitora. Lots of cursing (fucks and shit, mostly). Wishing for death (brief ment).

Reader is referred to as: Man, Slut, Whore, Girl. Bitch. Boy.

Readers genitals referred to as: cunt/pussy, boypussy (1), clit/clitty. (small adjective) penis. Dick. Cock.

“What a fucking cunt.” Yeah. You could say the same thing. 

He pinches your clit cause you got too much attitude on your face. Brows too furrowed, lip too thick. Makes you look like a man. “I am a grown fucking man!” Yeah, you say that, but this pussy ‘tween your legs got Baji thinking a little different. 

It’s juicy and fat. Clit a mimicry of the soft thing dangling between his legs. It looks cute in the light when your legs are open long enough.

Flicks your little clitty and you squirm and writhe and he has to hold you down by your neck cause you won’t stop fighting him. That’s okay, though. He hasn’t gotten any in a while, can’t promise he won’t cum quick. 

“You wanna run around with gangs with this shit between your legs? Look! Pussy so fat it fucking dangles, y’all.” He announces to the crowd of one, your scowl deepening even as the heat seeks to melt your facade. He grips your calf and lifts your leg too wide, your thigh tensing and jerking painfully.

“Pussy like that… just begging to get fucked.” You mourn the loss of your dignity, your hands leaving the iron cable at your throat and darting to your shirt, fingers plucking at the dangling end to drag it over your delicates.  Baji doesn’t have enough hands to stop you, but he doesn’t seem to care, looking towards his blonde friend.

“Ever seen boypussy, ‘Fuyu?” Chifuyu still hasn’t entirely grasped what’s happening.

You’re from somewhere else. Different gang, probably. But you’re dressed down right now, sweatpants and hanes shirt and jacket, windbreaker. Baji mentioned a favor he had to cash in on. There was an apartment, polite old lady in the lobby, slow elevator. Hallways with The Shining carpet, this potent bad feeling,

Now you, bent in half on your own bed. Granted Baji’s doing most of the work, but it makes Chifuyu uncomfortable watching you contort that way. You’re all lines and edge and box and square. You got a little plush though; nice thighs, cute ass, tummy …

He’s gotten ahead of himself.

“Ah—No, Baji-san.” He comes closer at the curl of Baji’s finger. “Well get the fuck over here, then. Hold hi— ” Baji’s lip raises like he’s all boxer and bully, like he’s got another fucking stupid idea,

“Come hold her still, dumbass.” You buck at the accusation, suddenly so lively you actually clip his hip. Dumb bitch. His hand leaves from ‘round your neck and you take a deep breath, palms darting to cradle a crushed larynx. 

He jams a finger up your pussy and you scream. 

Maybe this shit is The Shining and you’re Missus Duval, because Johnny is here.

Fuyu is trying to kick off his shoes. How polite of him, you don’t think, as he clambers on the bed -  grabbing your hands and forcing them back into fluff and blankets. Looks nervous; but not as much as you are. You’re trembling, trying so fucking hard not to cry, and it makes Baji hard like fuck all else. He doesn’t afford himself a moment to contemplate the nuances of who you are—or to him, what.  Finger’s going in and out, but it’s not like you make it easy. It’s like fingering a crack in concrete.

Any hole’s a goal, and hole-y fortune smiles upon him now, he thinks. He’s hit the fucking jackpot.

And you’re not ugly or anything. Just too boy. If you were in Toman he thinks he’d put in a special uniform request with Mitsuya. Any whore shouldn’t wear a skirt past ‘er thigh - easy access is important. 

But you’d probably look like you’re playing dress-up. He’s got a slimmer wasteline than you, and he’s a man.

You’d make a really ugly girl. Need a bag over to head to fuck you— maybe shave off the happy trail, get your skin all nice, smooth. “Um, Baji?” Baji starts going for his belt. “Yeah? Fuck you want? Wanna use ‘er mouth? Go on, I don’t give a fuck,”  Chifuyu blushes piggy-pink, then says, “Nah, It’s not that boss… Ah, you sure ‘Tora won’t get mad at you?” Baji sucks his teeth at the mention of that cock hungry twink. “Who givesa fuck? If rabbit wants the carrot, he shouldn’t be surprised he gotta share it.” Kinda likes when that slut gets a little loose anyway, Baji can throw his weight around, bust his lip and Tora’ll love it. Probably ask him to do it again. Lick the blood off his knuckles and then give him head, get him used to the smell of your cunt on his balls.

Baji’s tugging on his belt like some dickless virgin, can’t slide the leather out of place fast enough— 

You’re still kicking, even if he’s got your leg tucked under his arm. Still think you got a chance, but you’re wasting all your damn breath on struggling, you don’t notice he’s got his cock out until he’s raising your hips to his height.

“F-fuck off!” The dog makes a face, showing you his top teeth all like “F-Fuck off!”, mocking you and shit. You’re not sorry you got caught selling on his block, but he’s making you a lot sorry he didn’t bash your brains in when he found you. You’d prefer the bloody nose, broken ribs, black eyes, punctured lung.

Anything but this, man, fuck— 

“Dude.” “Dude.” “Listen to me! Fuck—stop! I’m, I’m sorry alright? Just d..don’t— ” Whine whine whine whine whine. Yap yap yap. Blubber lips; so scared shitless you can’t even keep your drool in your maw. He spits into your babbling mouth, and you choke on it. Baji gets a good grip on your cheek and shoves your face down into the bed, lines himself up. “Shut up bitch. Just take it.”

Pushes the tip in just a little. Just get a feel for it. “Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuck. Oh fuck yes. Damn bitch, you’re ti-ight, ah,” he moans, nails in your hips to keep you still.  You buck like a filly with no home training, and he’s fixing to break you in, bareback.

It doesn’t feel good dry. He’s too big, the fucking bulldog, and you’re not high enough or drunk enough or fucked up enough to get your pussy wet. Or maybe your pipes are broken. That shit you take to make your jaw cut like that, flatten out your hips— that’d do the trick. Might not be an all bad thing though, he could probably cum in you as much as he wants.

“Sure you don’t want her mouth—fuck—‘Fuyu?” He pushes in a few more inches with a little wiggle of his hips. It burns. “Tight, whore’s tight.” Swallows, “I’m gonna break you in half if you don’t loosen up, bitch, c’mon,” Your back arches and your hands thrash in Chifuyu’s grip and you’re barking and fighting, and Chifuyu’s got this look on his face. Like he doesn’t know if he wants Yakisoba or Top Ramen. Baji doesn’t know what the fuck there is to think about. He’s muttering shit to himself, spine firepole straight and cheeks blushed beetroot red. “I don’t know Baji, I don’t think I can just… y’know?” You interrupt with a groan. He looks down at your heated face, tears skimming your cheeks. He doesn’t like how it turns him on.

Chifuyu shrinks away from that feeling physically, grip loosening a little on your wrists, and you take the opportunity to pull. Fuyu near hops out of his skin to keep you in place as your struggle revives itself.

“Nooo no no, fuuuck that! I’ll bite your dick off, I’ll fucking—ugh!”  The dark hared demon maintains the pressure on your hips. “What you’re gonna do, is back up on my dick. Quick and easy, slut. C’mon.” 

Baji wants you down to his balls. He’s only half-in and you hate it. Loathe it. Despise it. He’s humping with puppy precision and has wandering hands, grabs up on your ass, tits—lack thereof, only settling at the back of your knees to tug you forward. He brings his head up to meet his friend’s ambivalence, talking as if you’re not even there. “Fine. Fuck the slut or don’t ‘Fuyu, don’t matter to me. Better I get some than you, anyway.”

God you hate this guy's fucking guts. He better paralyze you after this shit, cause as long as you’re breathing, he’s destined to become dust, you will crush him and kill him and fuck him,

Fuck him,

ah. Your chest feels tight. All the scared that was chased off by your fight and flight surges back into you all at once, potent and suffocating. “S..stop! Please, just stop..” You sob, and Baji levels an unimpressed expression at you. “What happened to all that fight you cunt?” He taunts, jostling you. “You giving up on me now?” You respond with tears. Baji seems unmoved. Chifuyu’s heart aches bittersweetly, and his hard cock throbs in anticipation, watching the water delicately arc down the sides of your face, over your cheeks.

Chifuyu doesn’t hold you any more cause you just wanna hold yourself now. Hold yourself and cry, cry, cry. It’s freaking him out a little, watching a man be pushed to such distress, though of course he’s having more… conflicted feelings about it. If you get any louder, someone might catch you. With your pants down. Bent over. Cock five inches dick in your pussy. Imagine if your whole building knew you had one. You don’t know what they’d think - couldn’t fathom it, probably, and who knows; they might want a piece too!

Look at how much you hate this right now. You couldn’t handle the embarrassment. He won’t do that to you - won’t let that happen. You’ve already done enough, now it’s his turn. His hands move to the front of his jeans. “Ah, Baji… slow down.” The sound of pants unbuckling follows, denim sliding down thighs. A slow, incredulous laugh. “That’s what I’m talking about! Hold on Chifuyu… C’mon bitch. Move.”

Baji’s gets you into a better position, buddy ‘Fuyu lifting your chin and looking at the lost life from your face. Expression dazed? Stony even? Irrelevant, ‘cuz it scrunches up funny when he puts his tip in your mouth. 

You groan in what sounds like pain as he slides into your throat, but it’s gotten much harder to hear you now. You’ve gone gentle, twitching and hiccuping and crying, but no kicking, no punching. Baji’s a little sad to see the grit go.

You’re still so tight - and it’s starting to hurt instead of feel good. He grits his teeth, reaches his thumb swipes daftly at your little soldier. God, he’s never seen anything like it. Your hood is huge! Your little clit really does look like pinky-sized penis. Kinda glorious, in a way- it wobbles and twitches when he pokes it and it makes you writhe- if you weren’t an in incompetent slut you might’ve been able to get some place with that kind of ambition. He strokes you slow, and Chifuyu starts pumping in and out of your mouth.

Drags his dick along your tongue and it feels like sandpaper. Your jaw opens up a little more for him, and inch by inch you take it, til his balls are resting against your nose bridge all nice like.

“Oh look at that, girlie’s getting wet…” Baji rubs your slick over his finger, pinkish pomade stretching a slim film over the tip of it. “Maybe that dick is doing something for her, Chifuyu. C’mon, don’t be afraid to fuck the slut now,” Baji slurs, getting comfortable with Chifuyu’s rhythm.

In and out. In, and out.

It’s agony. They seesaw with the coordination of blind mice, Chifuyu resting his cock in the snugness of your throat, not as eager to move as Baji - who’s doubled his ministrations on your dick, trying to get you to open up more for him. Antagonism and hatred bubbles to the surface mostly, but your cock has started feeling a little more sensitive since Dickhead’s learned to stroke it properly. Stuck his fingers in his mouth for lube and is using his whole wrist to work you, two fingers diligently stroking either side of your dick. You groan and Chifuyu feels it, full body tremble as he grabs for your chin, determined to stay in your throat. “Keep- keep doing that, feels nice… ah,” The last thing you give a shit is making sure he’s having a good time, but it’s not like you can help it.

“Yeah… That’s it. Open up for me, bitch. Gonna fuck your cervix - make you suck my dick clean after you make me cum. You’d love that, wouldn’t you, bitch?”

You hope you choke on it.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀TOKREV/BANNER ART by @/KenWakui

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[mvkushiin]

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𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝘁𝗼𝗸𝘆𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗯𝗮𝗷𝗶 𝘅 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝗺𝘅𝗺 — 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗲𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗻𝗶 .ᐟ.ᐟ

__ ★₊˚﹟ 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝘂 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ⊹ ࣪ '

𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲 ::

𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗷𝗶'𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱

𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.

⚠︎ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 :

𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵

:: 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱, 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸..,

"I don't have time to deal with some nobody," the dark-haired youth grumbled, his expression sour as he glanced over at the person assigned to tutor him. (Name) raised his left brow, is this the one he’s gonna tutor? One look and he knew this was going to be a headache.

"I don't care who you think you are, Mr. Three-in-One Palmolive endorser, I’m here to tutor your brainles ass" (Name) came the sharp retort, delivered with a sassy smirk. The response didn't please him, (name) could see it in his expression. A boy who wears his emotions on his sleeves then. But there was something in the way the other held his ground that intrigued him—a mix of annoyance and fascination in his eyes.

"Watch your tongue," he snapped back, trying to assert authority, but the person opposite him remained unfazed. To him, Baji seemed like one of those entitled rich kids he'd tutored before for money, but there was something different about him and them—you didn’t tutor him for money, but was forced.

As the top student in his class and the student president, he often found himself paired with the least enthusiastic students for tutoring sessions. With an exasperated eye-roll, (name) dropped the stack of papers in front of the lounging boy, signaling the start of their session.

"You better watch your mouth, or I'll use this pen for more than just writing," (name) threatened, pointing it squarely at Baji. His response was a dismissive huff. Despite harboring a faint desire to improve academically, he had long since given up himself to mediocrity.

He would, I mean he could have easily ditched the male, but he wouldn't dare; disappointing his mother was not an option for Baji. Making her proud, even without medals and certificates, drove him to at least strive for that diploma.

Just like that, he and Baji would meet up from time to time for the tutoring session. Initially, (name) and Baji started out like oil and water—constantly bickering and tossing insults like hand grenades, but somehow it all worked out in the end.

Lately, though, something didn't sit right with (name) about Baji. He stared at his boyfriend, who had been acting strangely for months. (Name) of course knew he was in a gang, the boy used to flaunt it around like a damn olympic achievement. But this level of secrecy and quiet was new. From elementary school enemies to inseparable partners, (name)’s relationship with Baji was anything but ordinary.

"Are you cheating on me?" He bluntly asked, his arms crossed as he leaned against the doorframe. Baji's eyes widened in disbelief, a mix of shock and offense flickering across his face. Why would (name) even ask such a thing?

"What? No way!" Baji’s denial was swift and vehement, staring at his boyfriend as if he had gone crazy, well to be exact he thought one of (name)’s braincell popped. 

"Then why are you sneaking out this late? I know you’re in a gang and you guys have tendencies to hold meetings almost midnight, but for God's sake, Kei!! It's two in the morning, almost three at that!" (Name) shouted at him, pointing at the clock on the wall. 

“I’m just tending some business,” Baji replied vaguely, deflecting (name)’s concern. His nonchalant response only fueled his frustration. "Business to tend or a woman to tend?" He scoffed, unable to contain his irritation as he turned away from the noirette and stormed out of the room.

Deep down, (name) knew Baji wouldn't cheat on him. His mother's wrath alone would be enough to deter him from such foolishness, her chancla would descend on him like the hammer of Thor if he did. But still, (name) couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. He’d accused his boyfriend partly to coax the truth out of him. Despite his tough exterior, The raven haired male was a soft-hearted fool—a wild one, sure, but one who understood how to respect and treat a woman.

As (name) paced the hallway, his mind raced with worry. He had overheard snippets about Kazutora's return and his vengeful intentions from a glasses kid and a lanky looking guy. Baji's recent behavior fit into the puzzle, but the pieces didn't quite add up.

"He better not be keeping secrets from me," (name) muttered under his breath, frustration simmering beneath the surface. Of course (name) knew about the long haired male’s past. Baji had hesitated to share his past with him long before, afraid that revealing his actions might lead (name) to judge him harshly or even leave him. Yet 

despite his fears, he chose to confide in his boyfriend. When he saw (name)’s understanding and support, he felt a sense of relief and gratitude for having opened up. 

After that, Baji would always come to (name) whenever he needed someone to lean on and listen to him yap about serious and unhinged things. Thinking deeply, he didn’t notice Baji's hurried footsteps echoing down the hallway. He practically launched himself into the male, catching him off guard.

"What shit are you on now?" (Name) snapped, more out of concern than anger, though frustration still lingered. "I'm not cheating I swear!!" Baji's voice was urgent, pleading for his boyfriend to believe him.

"You swear?" He shot back, a touch of sass in his tone, testing Baji’s resolve.

"I swear on my mama, (nickname)!!" Baji's arms wrapped around (name) in a desperate hug. He gently pushed Baji back, fixing him with a steady gaze full of worry. "I know you too well, Kei. Tell me the truth," he urged, his voice tinged with concern.

"I..." He hesitated, biting his lip. Baji knew he couldn't hide his odd behavior forever from (name). He was far from naive; in fact, (name) was the sharpest and smartest person he'd ever known. After all, he is his boyfriend.

"Kazutora got out of Juvie not long ago, he wanted revenge and I joined him," he confessed, his voice tinged with a mix of regret and determination. Baji trusted (name) deeply, knowing he was the only one who could understand his complicated loyalty to his old friend. When the two of them first met, he found (name) annoyingly brilliant, like an Einstein in the making. But soon, beneath his sharp wit and academic prowess, he discovered a fierce, unpredictable spirit that intrigued him—a sharp-tongued boy with layers Baji couldn't resist.

Baji had been scared of (name) at first, though he'd never admit it. That time he beat down men twice his size, because Baji came home black and blue? It scared the hell out of him. After that, he vowed to steer clear of anything that might leave him bruised—but sometimes, that's easier said than done.

These days, (name) has grown accustomed to it all. No longer does he transform into a hulk when he's injured, though the male still worries incessantly—a fact that makes Baji feel guilty. Like his mama, Baji hates causing his boyfriend concern or missing dinner with him. Even though he'd never admit it, he'd choose (name)’s cooking over yakisoba any day, despite his lack of culinary skills.

"Kei, I know you care about both of them deeply, but this isn't something you can fix by taking sides. You can't force a victim to forgive, baby. Manjiro can accept, but forgiveness might be a long road for him; the scars from that accident run deep.

Manjiro needs time to come to terms with what happened, just like Kazutora did. I understand you want to help, but taking sides won't solve anything. Remember how Kazutora felt when he thought everyone had moved on without him? Now Manjiro feels that same sense of betrayal. It's about giving them space to heal on their own terms, even if it takes a while. They're your friends, and I know you want the best for them. Sometimes, that means letting them navigate their feelings without interference."

(Name) said gently, hoping his words would resonate with Baji amidst the complicated emotions swirling between his friends. 

"But I—" Baji hesitated, struggling to find the words to express his inner turmoil. He knew (name) was right, but he felt trapped between loyalty to his friends and the weight of their escalating conflict. What was he supposed to do when both Kazutora and Manjiro seemed determined to tear each other apart? He didn't want to lose either of them. They were more than friends; they were his family.

He ran a hand through his hair, frustration and helplessness written across his face. "I don't know what to do," he finally admitted, his voice tinged with resignation. "It's like no matter what I try, I'm just making things worse. Kazutora wants revenge, and Manjiro can't forgive him. I feel like I'm stuck in the middle of a war I can't stop."

"Shush, come here, you're not leaving tonight. We've been together since elementary, Kei. I know you wish things could go back to how they were, but we have to face reality. Healing isn't easy, especially when there's so much pain and history involved. Manjiro and Kazutora have deep wounds that won't heal overnight. They need time to process and come to terms with everything that's happened."

(Name) paused, gently stroking Baji's hair as he continued, "You can't force forgiveness, Kei. It has to come from a genuine place. What they need from you now is understanding and patience. Show them that you care, but don't pressure them into reconciling. Sometimes, just being there for them, supporting them through their individual journeys, is the best thing you can do."

Baji looked up at (name), his eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and uncertainty. "But what if they never forgive each other?" he asked quietly.

The male sighed softly, his own heart heavy with empathy. "Like I said, healing takes time, there’s no wound, that time can't heal. Both Manjiro and Kazutora need that time. It might take years or even decades, who knows? But I believe everything will work out. They just need a little nudge to start communicating. 

Manjiro doesn't have to forgive, but he can learn to accept, and Kazutora doesn't need to forget, but he can move forward. They can move on from their past hatred and start anew. So, baby, don't push them to forgive. Forgiveness takes time, just like healing. Now come on, your boyfriend demands attention," (name) said, wrapping his arms around Baji with a reassuring smile.

Baji stared at him, wide-eyed with shock. It was the first time (name) had spoken to him in such a way, with such clarity and wisdom. Baji felt a wave of gratitude wash over him for having opened up to his boyfriend once again. Embracing the male back, Baji nodded slowly, absorbing his boyfriend’s words. "I just wish they could see past their anger," he murmured, his gaze distant as he wrestled with his emotions. "I want them to understand each other like they used to. I want us to be like we were before."

He squeezed the noirette’s arm gently, trying to offer him some comfort. "Change takes time," (name) reminded him gently. "All they need is a little space and time to heal. With patience and understanding, I’m sure they'll find a way to come back together."

"You're right," Baji said slowly, processing his words. "They don't need to be okay like before. We can start anew, find a different way forward." He looked at (name) with newfound clarity, understanding that healing and reconciliation wouldn't happen overnight, but they could begin.

(Name) smiled softly, sensing the weight lifting from his shoulders. "Exactly," he affirmed, his voice calm and reassuring. "Sometimes, starting fresh is the best way to mend things.". 

Baji looked at the male gratefully, his eyes reflecting a mixture of gratitude and lingering uncertainty. "Thanks, (nickname)," he said quietly, using the nickname that was reserved only for him. "I needed to hear that, I needed your perspective." (Name) smiled, leaning in to wrap his arms around Baji. "Anytime, Kei," he whispered, holding him close. 

"You're the best, (nickname). You should be a psychiatrist," Baji chuckled softly, leaning into the male’s embrace. He found comfort in these moments, relishing the chance to be vulnerable and cared for, knowing his boyfriend will always be there and care for him.

"Yeah, I should become a psychiatrist. Now pay up, that was 30 minutes so that'll be 30 kisses, please," you teased, giggling as he peppered your face with butterfly kisses.

A whole week had passed since then, and Baji would often come to (name), ranting or just visibly breaking down. Despite being just a teen, he was grappling with the strained dynamics between his two maniac friends, both seemingly allergic to communication. 

As a civilian and outsider to their circle, (name) understood his boundaries; he couldn't intervene directly in their personal issues. Still, he offered Baji a listening ear, suggestions, and comforting words whenever he needed them. After all, as his boyfriend, he knew the importance of being there for Baji during these turbulent times.

Right now, you were far from home, in the middle of a gang fight that seemed light years away from the cozy moments with your boyfriend. How did it come to this?

It started innocently enough. (Name) noticed Baji acting strangely—more attentive, even planning a study date, which was unusual for him. Curious but respectful of his privacy, he decided not to follow him. Instead, he thought he’d surprise him with the lunch he forgot. Little did (name) know, this simple act would land him smack dab in the middle of a gang showdown.

Dodging punches and kicks, (name) relied on his past as a gymnast and some martial arts training from his demanding Asian mom. The irony wasn't lost on him; a civilian like himself, thrust into gang warfare because of a forgotten lunchbox.

In the midst of the chaos, he could see his boyfriend, Baji fiercely battling the rival gang members.The adrenaline pumped through his veins as he fought, knowing that his skills were a mix of necessity and upbringing. 

Dodging fists and bending to evade kicks, (name) swiftly lifted his left leg and aimed a kick at the guy in white's head. Not many knew, or rather, not many knew (name) was once a gymnast and had learned martial arts—a testament to his Asian mom's high expectations that he excel in everything. The pressure had been intense, but it had its benefits, especially in moments like this. 

Evading and handling these wannabes was fairly straightforward for (name), until a burly man entered the fray. Unlike the typical street fighters who relied on brute force, he seemed more strategic, likely an executive of the white team judging by his distinct attire. It caught his eye—the subtle differences in his design marked him out among the crowd, noticeable only to someone attuned to such details, like him and perhaps those who wore similar attire. 

Weaving through the chaos, (name) sized up the burly man as he closed in, his movements calculated and precise. Anticipating his next move, he raised his right arm to shield himself from the latter’s punch, but he feinted, aiming to catch (name) off guard. 

Reacting swiftly, he ducked under his swing just in time, relying on his instincts and years of martial arts training to read his intentions through subtle shifts in his posture.

"My turn, stray cat," he taunted with a smirk, seizing the opening. Swift as lightning, (name) launched an uppercut, aiming for his jaw. Despite not being the largest fighter, his technique and speed compensated—each strike packed with precision and force honed from countless hours of practice. The impact landed solidly, eliciting a grunt of surprise from your opponent as his head snapped back.

The fight continued around him, the din of the fight echoing through the parking lot. (Name) sidestepped another attacker's wild swing, countering with a quick jab to the ribs. Adrenaline surged as he danced between opponents, every move calculated to exploit weaknesses and openings. Each opponent brought a different challenge, but his training and experience allowed him to anticipate their moves with a dancer's grace and a fighter's ferocity.

As the fight intensified, (name) kept his focus, eyes scanning for openings amidst the chaos. A burst of energy surged through him, fueled by determination and the need to protect himself in this unexpected brawl.

"You're not taking me down that easily," (name) muttered under his breath, sweat beading on his brow as he lunged into the fray once more, ready to face whatever challenges the brawl threw his way.

The others soon noticed (name)’s presence, a slight figure amidst the chaos, holding a sakura bento while clad in pajamas. It was an odd sight, but one that commanded attention.

"Come at me if you want your tooth fairy to pay you a visit tonight!" He shouted, a maniacal grin stretching across his face, revealing a hint of playful aggression. (Name)’s fangs were on display, a shared trait with his boyfriend. Both of them had a ferocious edge, like rabid dogs, but whereas Baji had a bark, (name)’s bite had a lethal potential that could dispatch opponents in an instant.

Being short, agile, and flexible, he proved elusive, dodging blows effortlessly. Even if they managed to land a punch, it barely phased (name).

"I miss this feeling!" He exclaimed with a crazed grin, his eyes gleaming with adrenaline. Punching someone square in the nose, the male heard the sickening crack echo in his ears. The sight of blood on his hands felt as familiar as the paints he used back home, and the metallic tang and desperate cries filled the air like the scent and rhythm of his favorite book and most listened-to song.

"He-help!! He's a monster!!" One of the males that surrounded him ran away with a horrified face, but (name) quickly seized him by the hair and dragged him back.

"Thank you for the compliment," he sneered, "but you ain't going anywhere. I'll beat you up until you look like that chopped pork of your mother's in the refrigerator."

(Name) bashed the guy’s head with the other guy he held by the neck, using each one as a makeshift shield. "So it was you guys who stole my boyfriend's time and messed with my homemade bento!" he yelled, fury fueling your strikes. 

With a swift knee to the stomach and a sharp elbow to the jaw, (name) sent one staggering back. The adrenaline surged as he dodged another swing, countering with a fierce uppercut that landed square on a jaw, snapping his head back.

The chaos around him swirled into a blur of fists and kicks, but his focus was sharp. Ducking under a wild punch, he spun around, driving his heel into the knee of an oncoming attacker, sending him crashing to the ground with a pained cry. Sweat dripped down (name)’s brow as he continued to fend off the onslaught, every move calculated to maximize impact and minimize risk.

A brief pause in the onslaught allowed him to catch his breath, surveying the scene with a mix of adrenaline-fueled determination and frustration. "Had enough yet?" (Name) taunted, eyeing the remaining opponents warily. They hesitated, unsure how to deal with the small, agile figure who seemed to dance through their ranks with deadly precision.

One of them lunged forward, but (name) sidestepped gracefully, grabbing his arm and flipping him over his shoulder with practiced ease. Another attempted a sneak attack from behind, but he sensed the movement and spun around, catching his wrist mid-swing and using his own momentum to slam him into the nearest wall.

The fight continued with ferocity, each blow echoing through the parking lot. "Stay down!" (Name) growled, delivering a swift series of punches that left his assailant reeling. Despite the chaos, a part of him relished the adrenaline rush, the thrill of combat mixing with the primal satisfaction of defending what mattered to him.

As the last opponent staggered back, (name) took a moment to assess the aftermath. Breathing heavily, he wiped a trickle of blood from his lip, the taste metallic on his tongue. "Don't mess with my bento," he muttered under his breath, adrenaline beginning to ebb as the reality of the fight settled in. “I almost burned down the house making it and you guys ended up messing it, fuck.”

It has been so long since (name) had stopped fighting, Baji's worry for his safety was visible in moments like these. He feared not just the physical dangers but also the legal consequences if things went too far. "I'd rather you burn down the house than end up behind bars," he had joked once, his concern clear.

In the chaos, (name) moved with the agility of someone trained in gymnastics and martial arts. Dodging a wild swing, he spun around and landed a solid kick to the chin of an approaching adversary. He staggered back, clutching his jaw in pain.

With adrenaline pumping, the male used the momentum to flip backwards and landed in a defensive stance. Around him, the brawl continued with shouts and clashes.

Baji was occupied with his own challenges, unaware of his boyfriend’s presence in the brawl. He dealt with rivals intent on causing trouble, while nearby, (name) handled himself against another group.

As he landed from his flip, (name) scanned the scene, planning his next move. The sounds of grunts and curses mixed with breaking glass filled the air, adding to the tension.

In the midst of the chaotic fight, (name) felt in control, effortlessly dodging and countering the amateur moves of his opponents. They were no match for his quick reflexes and the skills he’d honed over years of practice. Brawn and brain? (Name) got it all. 

As he was grappling with another fighter, completely focused, a sudden impact struck him hard from behind. It took a moment for the pain to register; adrenaline kept most of it at bay. The sound of the impact echoed loudly, momentarily silencing the other brawlers as they turned to see what had happened. (Name) found himself in the thick of it, wearing his pajamas now stained with his own blood. The adrenaline coursing through his veins dulled the pain temporarily, but (name) knew it would hit hard once the rush wore off.

Feeling the warmth of blood seeping through his clothes, (name) gritted his teeth against the throbbing ache spreading from the impact. The clang of the bat hitting him reverberated in his ears. Stumbling forward, (name)’s head stung with a sharp, spreading ache. Blood trickled down his face, creating an image of someone from a horror scene. 

Dazed for just a moment, with a deep breath, (name) quickly regained his balance and turned to face your attacker. Ignoring the ache spreading across his head. The assailant's eyes widened with surprise at (name)’s resilience. Despite the pain, he stood ready to defend himself, there’s no way (name) will let himself die in this pathetic parking lot. He didn’t even marry Baji yet and had ten cats as children.

A certain guy with obsidian hair saw red. How dare they…

"How dare you touch my man!!" 

Baji shouted, launching himself at the guy who hit (name) with the bat. It was kind of hot, hearing him call (name) his, without any shame, especially with so many people around. He tackled the guy to the ground, throwing punches with a fury (name) had never seen before. “No one touches him and gets away with it!” Baji shouted. 

Baji's rage was palpable as he continued to pummel the guy who hit his boyfriend. The other gang members hesitated, unsure if they should intervene. (Name) could feel the adrenaline still pumping through his veins, dulling the pain from the bat strike, but he knew it was going to hurt like hell later. Baji stomped at the guy's head for what felt like the tenth time when (name) finally grabbed his arm, signaling him to stop. He turned to him, his face a mixture of worry and anger. 

“Kei, stop! You’ll kill him!” (Name) yelled, struggling to stand up, the world spinning slightly from the impact. Baji paused, breathing heavily, and looked over at him with wild eyes. Seeing (name) struggle, he snapped back to reality and rushed to his side, his face etched with worry.

"What do you think you are doing here, you dumbass?! This place is not for you!" He scolded, but his hands were gentle as they touched (name)’s bleeding head, trying to assess the damage. Quickly, Baji pressed a handkerchief to (name)’s bleeding head to stop the bleeding.

“I brought you your lunch. You forgot it,” The male managed to say with a weak smile, holding up the now slightly squashed bento box. Baji shook his head in disbelief, a mix of frustration and affection in his eyes. With a sigh, he shook his head. (Name) always had a way of making his heart stop with worry and then beat faster like no one else.

“You’re insane, you know that?” he muttered, pulling him into a tight hug. “Stay close to me. I don’t want you getting hurt again.”

With Baji by his side, (name) felt safer. "Stay close to me. If I have the biggest count, you'll wash the dishes for the entire month, and vice versa," Baji suggested with a grin, starting to punch everyone in his way. There was no point in stopping his boyfriend now. He knew (name) was stronger than him, and he is proud of it, but (name) couldn't guard himself against everyone. But worry not, he’ll punch the hell out of anyone who tries to get to you.

The couple both moved through the crowd like a well-oiled machine, covering each other’s backs and taking down opponents left and right. Baji’s punches were fierce and relentless, while (name)’s agility and precision kept him one step ahead of the attacks coming his way.

"Eight down!" (Name) called out, sidestepping a wild swing and delivering a swift kick to his attacker’s midsection.

"Ten!" Baji shouted back, grinning as he sent another opponent crashing to the ground.

The fight was chaotic, but having Baji by (name)’s side made it feel almost manageable. The two of them created a protective bubble around each other, working seamlessly to keep the other safe. Every time (name) felt a pang of pain or fatigue, he would glance at Baji and find the strength to keep going.

"Fifteen!" He yelled, feeling a surge of adrenaline as (name) knocked out another thug.

"Seventeen!" Baji responded, clearly enjoying the competition despite the circumstances.

Just as (name) was about to take on another opponent, he noticed Baji taking a hit to his side. Without thinking, (name) jumped in, landing a solid punch to the attacker’s jaw and sending him sprawling.

Baji looked at his boyfriend, a mix of pride and concern in his eyes. "Now that’s hot," he muttered, giving the male a smirk before turning back to the fight.

Finally, after what felt like hours but was probably only minutes, the last of the gang members either fled or were lying on the ground, groaning in pain. (Name) and Baji stood back-to-back, catching his breath and surveying the scene.

"I think I won," (name) said, panting and giving Baji a playful smirk.

"Fuck, now I get why God paired them both," Draken said, shivering as he watched the couple bash the enemy's heads and knock out teeth like it was completely normal.

Mitsuya chuckled beside him, sweat dripping down his face. "Looks like we have a power couple here, huh?"

"More like a couple of rabid dogs with deadly rabies," Draken chuckled, punching a Valhalla member who entered their bubble.

People stared at the couple with wide eyes. This was the first time they saw a Valhalla member fighting Toman while protecting a guy who was beating up Valhalla members. Love does crazy things, it seems.

At the end of the fight, (name) and Baji were both battered and bleeding, almost passing out from the injuries. (Name) had a wound on his head, almost bleeding to death and was losing blood fast, but he didn't regret a thing. Kazutora was almost dragged back to juvie, because of stabbing Baji, but Mikey managed to pull him out of the scene in the nick of time.

The aftermath was intense. Thanks to your intervention, the two friends finally communicated. They talked, they argued, and they cried. It wasn't perfect, but it was a start. Healing and acceptance would take time, but (name) and Baji had hope. (Name) did it all for Baji, and seeing him a bit more at peace made it worth it.

"Hey, fancy seeing you here, huh?" Baji greeted his boyfriend who was bedridden beside him with a weak grin, his voice strained but filled with warmth.

"I totally won that bet," (name) replied, trying to sound triumphant despite the pain.

The other gang members shook their heads with disappointed looks, but deep down, they admired the couple’s resilience and dedication to each other. The couple almost died but didn't care at all. Oh well, at least all is good now. Same book, just different chapters.

˙ . ꒷ 𝗲𝗻𝗱 . 𖦹˙—

[porcalinecunt]

𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄 !

✟ 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

✟ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

𝐜𝐰 — cheating, slight angst, revenge sex, jealousy, overstimulation, creampie, reader is trans, fingering, pussy slapping, car sex, smoking, squirting, oral sex, cuckolding (?), baji is lowkey an asshole in this.

𝐚/𝐧 ❥ soooo, i listened to cheating is a crime by kayate once on a baji playlist and ran to my laptop. anyways, enjoy!

If only he could, he’d drag his ass in.

Staring through the cracked open door was your sorry excuse for a boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend. Bastard thought he was gonna go home to you, after swapping tongues with other men in a random bar he ran off to. If only he came home earlier, before you could’ve picked up your phone and called someone who’d easily tear your ex to scum.

Now he’s right behind you, filling your neglected cunt. Your face stuffed into the pillow, his hands gripping your hips so hard, you could already feel him leaving a mark. His name muffled out from the pillow, but loud enough for the bastard to hear.

“K-kei! Keisuke!”

“Louder, I know you can do better than that.”

His eyes laid back onto your ex, lust blown pupils staring back into the other, now full of horror and shame. Baji grinned, his fangs crept out. He turns back to you, now his hand on the back of your neck. He pulled you towards him, his lips crashing into yours. It didn't matter how nasty it was, teeth and tongue clashing in the worst ways. A gasp spilled from your mouth when he bit down on your bottom lip, forcing your mouth open for him to fill it with his tongue. You were too drunk in his touch to realize your ex left the house. Baji grinned, hearing his car start and him driving off.

He pulls away, catching his breath. He stared down at you in awe, your body adorned in bite marks and two large hand marks stained your hips. Your inner thighs littered in hickies, his eyes trailed up to your face. That fucked out expression always drove him mad, flushed face with teary eyes looking into his. He leaned down, placing a gentle kiss onto your nose, his forehead now pressed against yours. Body to body, you felt his heartbeat against yours. This was something your ex couldn’t give you, well, not to you.

Who are you kidding? You knew who’d he’d give it to.

You still had no clue what went wrong, or maybe, he was always like that. You’d meet your ex in a random house party your roommate dragged you to. Of course, he’d run off with some girl and do god knows what. The entire night was a haze, and you’d somehow end up awkwardly speaking to the man that’d you soon date. To you, he was a swell one. Sweet talker, hell, enough to get you in bed with him. All you could remember was hooking up with him, while still a virgin. the man teased some things out of you admittedly, and to him, you were his perfect pretty boyfriend. something that'll make your stomach lurch now. although he wasn’t so bad..

especially with who he likes to kill time with.

The first time you met Baji was when you came back to your ex drinking with his friends. you didn’t pay much attention to the drunk men, except for the tall darked haired one that sat not too far from your ex. all you could think of how pretty he looked, when he spoke, it only made your blood rush to your face. It didn't take long for the both of you to start talking, despite what the others would say. You didn’t expect much though, after all, he was your ex’s best friend. You’re just the boyfriend. Or so you thought.

Suddenly, you’d find yourself with Baji more than your own boyfriend. Nights of bailed dates would end in heading to baji’s place for some harmless drinking and laughing over stupid shit. Those were monthly, then weekly, then daily. It got to the point where you forgot you had a boyfriend, considering how he was absent all the damn time. Even worse, when you did see him, he’d act so bizarre. Hickies littered his neck even when you didn’t sleep with him, the smell of another man’s cologne made your nose sting. Oh how much a fool you were.

The irony of it all, that night when you came home. Standing in the same hallway, in front of the same door. The man you loved, kissed, touched, and called yours, balls deep into another man. You could only stare, tears brimming and stomach lurching. You wanted to vomit, scream, break something. You wanted to bust the door down and get your hands on the bastard. But all you could do is pick up your phone, and dial the only one you could turn to. It’s no wonder you’d let him in so easily. The way he held you, carrassed your hair and wiped your tears. The littlest things your ex could never do. Despite his comfort, you simply couldn’t get over him. He was your first everything, first love, first kiss, first time. You gave him every inch of you, and kept your legs apart for him.

And Baji couldn’t stand it. Every time his damn name slipped out of your mouth, he nearly snapped the cigarette in half. He hated how much the bastard hurt you, enough where it became a memory burned into your brain. He wished so badly to make you forget him, wipe his memory from your mind. Well, he did. after another night of tearful ranting, Baji would defuse his cigarette and turn to you.

“stop talking about him.”

You didn’t have time to turn when he wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you onto his lap. His hand cupping your cheek, deep brown eyes staring back into yours. Neither of you were even thinking, not even after your clothes were on the floor. Despite being a rougher man, he was tender with you.

“forget about him, look at me.”

Gentle whispers of nothing filled your ears as he slowly filled your sweet cunt. His soft skin brushing against yours, his hands gripping the couch cushion that rested below your head. Baji fucked you through the night, orgasm after orgasm tore through you. He didn’t stop till you went stupid, high on the feeling of his cock stuffing you to the brim. Even after you soaked his dick with your arousal, the man had yet to cum, too focused on you and you only. His thrusts became sloppy, his hips stuttering and his groans became soft moans that made you almost fall for the man. You didn’t expect such pretty sounds to come from a large guy like him. Reaching his limit, he leans down and smashed his lips against yours, muffleing out your whines. Your heart dropped to your stomach at the way he treats your body, kissing you like your his boyfriend but fucking you like a whore. You stared back at him, tears stained your cheeks and lips glossy from his messy kisses.

“Keisuke, please..”

Baji cocked his head, his eyes looking gold in the moonlight.

“Please, inside..”

You softly cried out, throat sore from the whining. You let go of his bicep to reach down to your stuffed cunt, using two fingers to spread your lips apart. You watched baji’s eyes widened, pure lust and need ingrained into those dilated pupils. A grin stretched across his lips, enough to where his fangs showed, a feature you adored on him. He leans over, pressing a kiss onto your forehead and trailing his fingers against your neck, eventually wrapping them around it. His grip was tight, but not enough to where it hurt. He chuckles, seeing your curious eyes and slight smile on your face told him what your ex couldn’t do. His hips snapped against yours once again as he forced your legs apart further, abusing your sweet spot till your body went numb.

“Fuck, how could he give all of this up..” he whispered between moans. “How could he leave such a pretty boy like you..?” he pressed his head into your neck, softly kissing and licking the dark bruises he left earlier. The knot in your stomach was close to snapping.

“K-keisuke! Fuck! I’m–I'm close!” you cried out.

“Let go for me then.” he rasped, his thrusts getting wilder. “Cum on my cock pretty thing.” His voice was enough to tip you over the edge, another orgasm ripped through your body as you screamed his name out. He hoped it was loud enough for the neighbors to hear. you were seeing stars by the time baji reached his high, shot back down to reality as he painted your cunny white. you were in awe, and almost falling head over heels for your ex’s best friend.

night after night of heated sex, something new waiting for you. by the next week, he had you bent over his kitchen counter, mercilessly fucking you from

behind. Another night, he stuffed your mouth in the backseat of his car before manhandling you and ate out your sweet cunt. Giving your sensative pussy a couple slaps that tore a yelp out of you. Baji never failed to surprise you, let alone tease new things out of you. The adrenaline you felt everytime you came home to your cheating ex with your cunt stuffed, knowing well who was the culprit. Every lonely night when he’s away with another man, your phone dings with a text from Baji.

The painful memories of that night would wash away the moment the gold eye man was balls deep in you. He fucked you slow, savoring every inch of you. Drowning you in the intoxicating pleasure, you never noticed your ex standing behind your cracked open door. However, Baji drank up his embarrassment and shame. From the looks of his eyes, he could see regret painted all over his face. Regret for throwing his boyfriend in the dirt for a one night stand, thinking he’ll get away with it. Admittedly, the raventte wanted this to happen. His fantasy of fucking you in front of the man who broke your heart was coming to reality right before his very eyes.

A grin stretched across his lips, almost mocking the man in the hall. His eyes trailed down back to you, fucked out and near sobbing. His cock still sitting snug in your cunt, soaked from your previous orgasms. God, he couldn’t get enough of you, and now that the man he hates the most is standing right there, he just had to keep going. He leaned down to your ear, lips almost touching it.

“We’re just gettin’ started baby, don’t give up on me now..”

[kissesforsatoru]

Ok so basically it's not really thirst as it's a general discussion but like imagine if yandere baji and his male darling met bc they threw hands (darling got his shit rocked and then ran up on baji tryna get his lick back (spoiler alert it don't work but he still wants the smoke)

Sooo I'm just thinking about baji basically fucking darling into submission after beating his ass. Adding insult to injury (similar to another ask but I just got ideas from seeing tiktok fights and it devolved from there).

cw: implied/briefly mentioned smut

anon i had to let this one sit in my head for a few days because !!! i love it, this is such a good concept

i can see darling being a lot like takemichi in the sense where he knows he's not all that, but he still gets himself into a shit ton of trouble because he's got a lack of self-preservation and common sense (and really, anyone who challenges baji must be a little bit stupid 'cause boy is on a whole other level of unpredictable, you're asking to get your ass beat atp)

darling sealed his fate when he decided to double back and try again after getting beat the first time. baji can a appreciate a pretty boy, especially a pretty boy who's stubborn, but he's not gonna sit back and let darling try over and over again and fail every single time, so he decides to take a much different route with forcing darling into submission.

baji likes the humiliated look on his darling's face when it sets in for darling that he not only got his ass beat by baji, but he was also forced underneath and fucked by baji too. it's another kind of superiority check for baji, and it's a little bit exhilarating too, which is probably what keeps him interested in darling. and it only spirals from there, i'm sure 💀

[spooky-bunnys]

haiii!! i love your writing so much. And this is my first time requesting ♡ hear me out but the thought of baji having a tall af omega male reader and having toman meet him for the first time?!!! imagine their faces HAHAHAAHHA they would be so flabbergasted seeing thee male reader who is really shy and he was so scared to meet the gang, he tried his best to hide behind baji he's gonna look like a golden retriever hiding behind a poodle fr— at first the gang was kinda skeptical and tried questioning male reader lots of stuff thinking that he was also an alpha THEN BAJI SIGHS AND EXPLAINS THAT HIS MATE IS AN OMEGA HES JUST VV TALL AND CUTE and then and then male reader shyly presents the gang his baked cookies and as the gang immediately kicks off baji like "this cookie is heavenly come get this dummy out of here and marry him rn and adopt us please."

I had to keep rewriting this cause I kept going off track lmao. Enjoy!

When Baji told Toman, he had a surprise, many were hesitant. Sentences with Baji and surprise together was never good. But it wasn't until they had asked Chifuyu, if he knew what the surprise was.

"Eh! Baji is bringing his Omega!" Nobody could believe it. Baji met his Omega? How did he even meet the Omega? Wait-why was Baji the first one to get an Omega?

Toman by now we're arguing over whether or not, Baji was telling the truth about actually having an Omega. Nobody was believing it. Baji the guy who fights almost everyone he meets. He has an Omega? Yeah, sure.

It wasn't too much longer, when they heard Baji's bike. Now, when Toman saw who was on the back of Baji's bike. There was one thing, everyone thought. "There's no way that's an Omega."

On the bike was Tomans first division captain, and a really tall fucking dude. Like this guy was taller then Draken kinda tall. Even if he looked soft and sweet after taking off the helmet he was made to wear. He still didn't look like an Omega.

With Baji though, things were tough. "Come on (Name)! It's time you meet the gang!" (Name) just nervously looked around and shook his head. "A-Alpha I c-changed my mind. I-I can't do this!" The poor Omega was practically trembling.

He could not only feel the judging eyes, but the scents were so strong! It was like they were pumping out their pheromones, on purpose! It was hurting his nose. Baji just gave (Name) a small smile and softly grabbed his hand. "Alpha is here for you."

(Name) felt his heart swell. His Alpha was amazing in so many ways. (Name) gave Baji's hand a squeeze. "O-Okay Alpha." Baji grinned widely and helped the Omega off he bike.

When (Name) got a look at the Toman members, he felt like he couldn't breathe. They were glaring, and looking him up and down. The Alpha with the cold dark eyes started talking first. "Baji, who is that?"

Baji puffed his chest out in pride. "This is my Omega (Name)!" Baji tried showing (Name) off, but the Omega immediately hid behind his Alpha. As Baji tried to coax (Name) out others watched.

"Does anyone else see a two dogs instead of Baji and (Name)?" Many hums were heard. Then there was a snort. "A poodle for Baji cause of his long curly hair, and a golden retriever for the other one because he's trying and failing to hide behind him."

Draken smacked the back of Mikey's head. "Ow! Ken-chin!" Everyone just rolled their eyes and ignored the arguing commanders. They were more interested in this "Omega".

Baji had finally gotten (Name) out from behind him, but before (Name) could even say anything. The interrogation began. Many asked him how they met, or what his sent was. But the one that broke his heart. The one that made him freeze up.

"Are you actually an Omega and not an Alpha?" (Name) flinched and Baji tensed. He looked and saw a male, with beautiful long light hair and a black mask. That made everyone go quiet. They all stared at him. Waiting for him to answer.

(Name) replied with a soft yes and looked away. He sweet (scent) then turned sour. Startling many surrounding them, but not Baji. Oh no. He was pissed. "Sanzu! How dare you ask him that!"

Baji marched forward to grab the masked male, but he felt a tug on the back of his shirt. It was (Name) signaling him to just leave it. Baji growled glaring hatefully at Sanzu. "He may be tall! But he's still my sweet, and adorable Omega!"

The others were quiet. Until (Name) softly spoke up. "I-I um." He played with Baji's hand and pulled his bag off his back. "S-Snacks?" He held the bag up slightly. Baji shook his head and grumbled.

Mikey snatched the bag from (Name), and quickly opened it. (Name) jumped slightly not expecting that reaction. Baji and Draken had practically barked at the sorter male. "Oi Mikey! It's not polite to snatch stuff!"

"Eh? But he said there was snacks! I'm hungry Ken-chin." Mikey pulled out a container containing multiple treats. Including-"DORAYUKI!" Mikey immediately stuffed one in his mouth and went for another one.

Baji quickly snatched the container back and growled. "They're for everyone nt just you! He worked very hard on these." Baji held out the container for the others. "My Omega worked hard to make these for you guys. Be grateful."

Everyone took one bite then froze. These were so fucking good! (Name) smiled brightly seeing everyone enjoy the treats. Baji puffed out his chest. Proud that his Omega was a good cook.

That was until Baji was practically thrown away from his Omega. Toman surrounding the taller male. (Name) jumped and started freaking out. "Oi! (Name)-chin! Hurry up and marry Baji so you can adopt us!" (Name) paled and started stuttering badly.

Trying to politely escape the crowd. Baji having enough and seeing his Omega panicking practically fought the crowd and stood his ground in front of him. "OI! YOU'RE GONNA MAKE HIM HAVE A PANIC ATTACK! IF YOU DO I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!"

He then pulled (Name) down and quickly covered his face in kisses. Scenting him while glaring at the others, who slowly back up. Knowing if they were too close, Baji would actually kill them.

After (Name) calmed down, he finally turned back to Toman and slightly bowed. "I-I'm sorry but w-we're not getting m-married just yet." The Toman members grumbled. Then Baji smirked. "We might next year." (Name) blushed and lightly smack the Alpha's shoulder.

[seiquack]

Umbrella

Baji Keisuke ( 場地 圭介 ) x GN!Reader ✧

Reader recalls a memory after that it's present time, ( ** ) stands for a cut lol, they still attend the same school in present time!!, they're still in school just not elementary anymore lol

proofread: @spoiled-beans707

You can't really remember most of your memories during elementary with your seatmate baji, you could only recall the time he got called out by the teacher because he was noisy and whispering something under his breath

**

"What are you whispering about?!"

the teacher asks

"Well uh, I was just making a note to myself to ask you about the difference between you're and your"

He lied, but he hoped his lie wasn't obvious. Looking away from the teacher and accidentally making eye contact with you, he felt the cogs in his brain move when he thought of a way to get out of this mess. He just prayed you would go along with it

"You can even ask my seatmate about it!"

He looks at the teacher looking at him, the teacher raised a brow and crossed their arms

"Is it true y/n? did he really say that?"

the teacher asks you, you barely register on what was happening and realized that Baji tangled you up in his mess. Making a mental note to pull his ear after this you give the teacher your answer

"Yeah I heard him. His telling the truth"

You answer your teacher, thinking that this would all be over as soon it started if you just lied and backed up bajis lie even if you didn't feel like it, you just wanted the class to finish already

**

class was finally over and you were exhausted from sitting and having to hear your teacher talk about today lesson, it was finally time to go home

you go to your shoe locker before the exit and change from your indoor shoes to your outdoor shoes,looking to the door you as you finish putting on your shoes

You see the droplets of rain starting to pour. You realized you didn't bring an umbrella

"didn't expect the weather huh"

You turn to the familiar voice that seemed like it was teasing you for the lack of preparation for the weather, you turn your heel to face the person who owned this voice even though you already knew who it was.

"Seems like you don't have an umbrella pack" Baji grins at you, taking the moment in of you not being prepared for once since you were always prepared for any situation that you came across

"Like you're prepared for this" You retort back at him raising your brow. Dusting the lint from your uniform and placing your hands on your hips

"Hell yeah, I'm the prepared one between the two of us" smiling, he walks to your side now close to the school's exit, the scent of his perfume hits your nostrils as he passes you.

You watch him in confusion as he takes off his blazer and holds it above his head leaning it to your side as well to cover you both

"C'mon now Einstein this umbrella might get tired and just shelter myself from the rain"

A smile forms on your face and a laugh follows as you walk towards him, sheltering under his blazer and running together in the rain while emitting laughs from each other's mouth. The blazer on top the two of you barely serving its purpose of keeping the two of you dry

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[kisakis-boyfriend]

Tag teaming Chifuyu with Baji? Ngl I can imagine Baji offering to share Matsuno with you and it’s the best action they’ve had in FOREVER so it becomes a regula thing 😋

Poor Fuyu is going to be so sore the morning after sdgkhdkfhl but it's worth it because the sex was just that good 😵‍💫👌

Both you and Baji are masters at making Chifuyu come undone — touching him in all the right places, working him up, bringing the blond right to the brink of an orgasm only to deny him of that climax. Littering his beautiful body with marks; both of you growling against Chifuyu's neck and earning little mewls and breathy moans from him. Ugh, the more I think about them the harder I beco- uh... fall in love 😳

[emilsendo]

Hello it's me the same person who requests Baji and Draken x Muichiro Male reader.

It's been quite long since I request and I'm quite good with English now!

Anyway may I request Iguro Male reader with Baji and Draken cuz that's all my favorite character.

I'm pretty sure Baji love his eyes.

Anyway don't forget to drink water and take a break sometime thank you and have a nice day!

Also I love your work.

Sure thing! 👀✨️ Thanks you very much, I'm glad you enjoy reading 'em! Also, i am proud of you to improve your English skills, keep it up 💪🏼

ALSO

Yes! I am still taking requests 👀✨️

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KEISUKE BAJI AND DRAKEN WITH S/O WHO IS IGURO OBANAI

DRAKEN:

● He likes eye-contact with you. Mostly because he never saw anyone with this kind of eyes.

● Even if he doesn't like overly showing affection, he doesn't have a problem with giving you a kiss on the forehead.

● He styles your hair, even if you don't ask him to do so.

● Sometimes when you're too busy, you're leaving Kaburamuru with Draken who keeps him on his shoulder instead of neck.

● He loves when you're laying on his chest, so he could hug you in his arms.

● This guy is veru supportive, so don't worry about the scars on your face. He'll even help you with the bandages, if you're comfortable with him enough to do so.

● He plans to buy a snake shaped earrings. One for you and the other for him. So he could have you always near him, and himself near you.

● He hates when you're not eating, he often gets angry about it. (Bro will literally treat you like a child about this topic)

● He knows that you possess an immense sense of self-loathing, so he tells you everyday that he loves you, even if he isn't affectionate himself.

Keisuke Baji:

● You're right! He loves your eyes, because they're as wild as his personality.

● He often rubs your cheeks where the bandages are, to show that he cares about you, no matter what.

● He doesn't think that your scars are ugly, quite opposite even. It makes you look attractive

● Kaburamuru likes him

● He gets annoyed sometimes when you scold him and point your finger at him, he feels like a kid then.

● I can imagine him stealing your haori, coz is big and comfy.

● He once tried to prank you, while ya were sleeping, but Kaburamuru bite his finger.

● He hugs you from behind

● Loves kissing your scars while your head is laying on his lap.

● If you'll not eat Peyoung Yakisoba with him, he will bite you. (Literally)

● He once hit your head to tease you, but then he runs for his dear life because you got EXTRA angry.

● Keisuke would try to make Kaburamuru be friends with Peke J, which at first didn't work but after a week it worked.

● Peke J sometimes sleeps wrapped with Kaburamuru around him in a hugging manner.