#mikey drabble

[catfuyus]

resting your poor, drunken head on mikey’s muscular shoulder. and he smells nice. like his usual musk and the cologne he sprayed on earlier. smells so warm. smells like your mikey.

he keeps talking to the guys that’re over tonight. not quite a party, kinda a kick back. you know you saw keisuke and mitsuya earlier. that was about four drinks ago.

mikey rubs his cheek against the top of your head. you can’t help but hum and giggle into his neck.

you hear his voice over the chorus of the party, the familiar voices of all your friends gathered for a long weekend. you can’t exactly distinguish what he says, just relish in the familiar timbre of his voice.

and then he’s moving, leaving a little cold spot near you where he was. and then his hand reaches out to you. you take his forearm instead, standing and somewhat colliding with his chest. mikey says something again to your friends, you can feel it in the rumble of his chest, and then his hands are around your waist, body at your back, as he guides you up the stairs.

mikey kisses your cheek as you sit on the bed. you drape your arms over his shoulders in a messy but firm hug. you love being pressed against him. love being near him.

“did you have fun tonight?” his voice is soft and all encompassing in the small room.

you hold him tighter in affirmation, not daring to be parted from him for even a second. “yea,” you nod into his neck.

“me too,” mikey runs his hands up and down your back, massaging you in a reciprocated hug. “can’t wait to be home though,”

you sigh at the thought of your warm fuzzy bed, the familiar heater and your comfy pajamas. “me too…”

[mornwrites]

mikey, who has an oral fixation and sucks lightly on his partner’s fingers. it isn’t sexual, but rather a somewhat comforting thing that he does. he’s cuddling his partner and he’d been stressed all day, brows furrowed tightly together as he handled gang business. once he’s in his partner’s arms, however, he somehow finds two of his partner’s fingers in his mouth. he’s gentle with how he does it, careful not to bite down on their flesh while his body visibly relaxes and the tension leaves his face. it doesn’t take longer than a couple more minutes for him to drift off to sleep, small amounts of drool seeping from his parted lips.

[rizzanon]

[Shitty Day] Manjiro Sano

You were grudgingly walking back home under the moonlit sky, relieved that your cram lesson was finally over. Today had been a shitty day for you, and you couldn't wait for it to be over.

First, you somehow didn't hear your alarm and woke up late, making you absolutely late for school that day. Even though it was your first time being tardy, the discipline master showed no mercy and sent you to detention, assigning you to write a 2 page essay on the importance of punctuality and why you shouldn't be late.

Pointless, really.

But you couldn't do anything about it, and obliged to the punishment given to you.

During lunch, you managed to bump into some idiot who was running around in the cafeteria, and he spilt his drink all over you. You were frustrated, and to make matters worse, you didn't have a spare set of uniform to change into, resulting in you having to wear the stained uniform for the rest of the day.

Bummer.

It was at this point in time where you wished your boyfriend would magically show up.

Too bad you and him don't go to the same school.

So you went along with your day, hoping that Mikey would show up later on.

For the remaining lessons you had, the teachers for some reason, picked on you to answer their questions. Irritating, it seems like everything was against you that day.

By the time your lessons were over, you were exhausted, and relieved to finally get a break. But your moment of relief was short-lived, as you still had cram school to attend.

Internally cursing at your parents for signing you up for it, you made your way to the destination, dreading the next four hours of constant revision.

Which lead you to where you were now, walking back home in comforting silence, thinking back on how the day could've been different, if it weren't for the bad luck you were somehow possessing that day.

If only you could see your boyfriend right there and then. You'd think that he'd instantly cheer you up in his own way, like he always does.

"Yo, (n/n)-chin! Over here!"

Your head instantly whipped towards the direction where the familiar voice came from, and your eyes lit up as you recognised the person.

There, in a few metres distance, stood the one and only Manjiro Sano, waving you over to where he was standing with his bike.

With a soft smile spreading across your face at the sight of Mikey, you walked over to him.

"Mikey? Why are you here??"

"To see you of course! I didn't get to see you the whole day, y'know. Do you know how torturing that was?!?"

You let out a giggle at his antics and shook your head in disbelief. You could see Mikey's gaze on you grow softer, as his eyes scanned you up and down, finally noticing the stain on your shirt.

"Woah, how did that happen??" Mikey asks, as he immediately drapes his jacket on you, trying to cover up the huge stain on your uniform.

"Some guy wasn't looking where he was going, and spilt his drink on me." You replied, face flushing at his gesture.

Mikey frowned at your words, seemingly taking in your expression seriously.

"Haah?! What guy dares to cause an inconvenience to you, my girlfriend?! I won't let him get away with this. Nuh-uh!" Mikey bellows, and your eyes widen in shock.

You had to hold him back from storming off to who knows where.

Probably thought he'd find the guy who spilt his drink on you somehow by doing so.

"Wha- Where are you even going?! You don't have to do anything! I'm fine! It was just an accident. Today's just.... a shitty day, that's all." You said, your voice trailing off as you said those last words.

Noticing the change in your tone, Mikey stopped in his tracks and turned to face you, his soft gaze lingering on you.

After a few moments of silence, you heard him sigh, and walked back to his CB250T, getting on it immediately.

"Sounds like you really had a rough day, huh? Come on, let's go for a drive, (n/n)-chin." Mikey murmurs, locking eyes with you as he flashed you his signature smile.

You blinked in surprise, before hesitantly walking over to him, and getting on the bike. You wrapped your arms loosely around him, much to his dislike. So, doing what any boyfriend would, he started driving off at full speed, causing you to tighten your arms around his waist before you get flung out of your seat behind him.

"Woah! Mikey! Slow down!"

Mikey only just chuckled in return, still driving his bike at high speed, making you groan at his stubbornness.

Within minutes, the both of you arrived at... a port?

Mikey quickly parked his bike, and helped you get off it, leading you to the far end of the place, taking a seat along the railing, where you could see the wide stretch of the sea lit up under the moonlight.

There was a moment of tranquility as you took a seat next to Mikey on the railing, watching the ships sailing slowly to and from the port.

It was relaxing in a way, making you forget about the events that happened that day.

"I always come here whenever I need a moment to myself, or if I need a place to think about stuff." Mikey finally speaks up after who knows how long.

He turns to look at you, and flashed you a warm smile.

"Now, this is our place. Call me when you need me, or when you have a shitty day, and I'll bring you here. As random as it is, this place helped you forget about everything that's happened, didn't it?"

Your eyes widened at how easily Mikey was able to read you, and you could only just nod, returning the smile. You leaned to his side, and rested your head against his shoulder.

No matter how shitty your day was, you knew Mikey was always able to find a way to cheer you up. That was what you loved about him.

"Thank you for this, 'jiro."

"Don't mention it, (n/n)."

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[shinycrybaby]

Hi Mati! I have a request :)

Could you do a tokyo rev x reader(any of the guys is fine) related to ballet? My hc is that out of all the guys mikey or rindou can do ballet (just a random one since I think those 2 are pretty flexible) Maybe some fluff with them fooling around in the studio with y/n or angst related to the dark side of ballet (eating disorders, body image issues, injuries etc)

Thanks!

TR Boys who ballet

Characters: Manjiro Sano, Haitani Rindou, Imaushi Wakasa, Inui Seishu

Genre/Tags: Fluff, A bit angsty on Rindou, Established relationship, Kinda no-gangs AU

Warnings: There might be some typos since I wrote this when I was sleepy, implied or referenced bullying on Rindou's part, (let me know if I missed something!)

A/N: I didn't actually expect to receive a request 😭 what I had in mind was something like headcanons but ig this is fine too.

Also, dear anon, I hope you don't mind. Since I'm not really that knowledgeable with ballet, I kind of just went over the general things or from what I know. I can't write or come up with something angsty for your suggestion like the body image one ajdjfjsksbc I really do hope you don't mind 🥹 and I hope you enjoy reading too!

Sano Manjiro / Mikey

He’s absolutely giving me vibes that he enrolled to a ballet class just for shits and giggles back when he was young, because you and Keisuke would tease him about being so good at the dojo that maybe he should start looking for other things to do.

But then Mikey actually took interest in it. And he actually slayed it.

You, Keisuke and Haruchiyo, along with the Sano family would watch him when he’s got recitals or performances. (Baji would cheer as if he’s watching a fight or something).

When you eventually got into a relationship with Mikey. Oh lawd. He would use his flexibility to his advantage.

You know that one meme where the person would kabedon someone but with their legs. IT’S MIKEY 😭

Mans legit would trap you in a corner with his perfect split, you don’t even know if you’d die of embarrassment or feel butterflies from it.

But when it’s serious time, he’d actually reserve a dance room for at least a few hours. He’d invite you to watch him practice, or give you a private performance that actually makes you smile at him with pride.

If you’re both in the mood for it, he’d even teach you a thing or two. Inviting you to stretch with him and then he’d be all up your personal space trying to teach you.

When you get some basics down, he’d lead you to dance with him, guiding you and then whispering to be careful with your feet because he knows how much it would hurt especially if you’re not a ballet dancer.

If you are, then it just makes things easier. It’s dance after dance with him. It’s kind of like your thing with Mikey. There’s nothing more intimate for the two of you than dancing closely to each other. Feeling each other’s movements and soul to the sound playing on the speakers

Haitani Rindou

I actually think that Rin would be the kind to do both gymnastics and ballet. (Of course, he’d still be doing some martial arts.)

We already know how flexible he is. Back then his teachers would actually be surprised, thinking he’s a natural at what he does. (He is)

Among the Haitani brothers, Rin is actually much quieter, or rather, reserved.

He’s confident, of course, but definitely quiet about it.

And since he’s quiet about some things, it took you quite some time to figure out that something was bothering your boyfriend, Rindou.

You’d soon find out his insecurities about being a male ballet dancer. All of which stemmed from his classmates at school.

Rindou would of course have fought back, but he’d promised you then to not get into any trouble, because he knows how worried you will be for him, not knowing that the situation now has made you double your worries for him, along with some anger thrown at the guys who even dared of saying bad things to him.

Your priority however will always be Rin, so after finding out about his insecurities and the stigma that he was facing at school, time with him were either spent with you reassuring him, or validating his feelings, or giving your all to make him feel loved and appreciated.

Rindou would never find out, but you and Ran had plotted and tracked down the guys who’d called him names and even dared of speaking bad about him. They learned a thing or two about ballet too.

Rindou of course started to feel light about your constant reassurance, and he was even surprised when you took some classes with him. Now there’s more time spent together with him, and he’s very happy to teach you about ballet.

He'd even use that time to impress you more. But you're already impressed with him, and absolutely in love from the very start.

Imaushi Wakasa

Another flexible boy. (We’ve all seen how this man literally turns into a fidget spinner with his perfect splits and spinning kicks wigjsjdhsjgi)

Oh, he’s proud. He doesn’t flaunt, but you’ll see it in his eyes how proud he is to be a ballet dancer.

He’d take you shopping for shoes or tights when he needs to replace the worn-out ones.

This man will legit lecture you about the best kind of shoes to wear for ballet. If you have no idea about this kind of stuff, you just give your all to listen to him, because you might pick a thing or two when picking out a gift for him in the future.

When he’s being mocked for being a male ballerina, he won’t hesitate knocking the person down their high horse. If the person doesn’t stop, he might even kick them straight to the face (with grace) — if this happens, please stop him, because we don’t want him potentially going to jail.

Like Mikey and Rindou, Waka would teach you if you’re down to learning at least some basic. He absolutely loves being close to you, so even if you don’t want to learn, he doesn’t mind. He’d instead waltz with you, because again, he loves being close to you.

And on that note, when he has to practice, either for a performance or not, he’d ask you to help him with his stretching.

When he’s got shows, he reserves tickets for you and you don’t miss one of his performances. Of course, you love every second of it, just to watch him in his element. All grace and beauty, that pride wells in your heart whenever you see him on stage.

Inui Seishu

Another beauty and grace.

Please he’s so perfect. 😭 if he rocked and slayed those heels, he wears then he'd be slaying ballet as well. I just know it.

He doesn’t care about other’s opinion with regards to his choice of hobbies. In fact, he'd rub it in their face nonchalantly that he’d achieved more than they ever could.

You, alongside Koko, would also rub it in the haters faces that Inupi is so much more better than them. In the most derogatory way that had others looking down in shame because you guys are right.

Inupi, like Mikey, uses his skills to his advantage when it comes to you. Let’s not ignore the fact that Inupi can be very cheeky if he so pleases.

Those times definitely surface when it’s just you two.

When he’s practicing or just stretching and warming up, he’ll shamelessly look at you through the mirror while you’re on the other side of the room. He’ll give you “that” look that had you melting into a puddle, all the while he’d grin lazily while doing his splits.

If ever Inupi feels some kind of insecurity with himself, you’d quickly notice from how his dancing becomes different. It’s either stiff, or there’s a distant look on his face.

When this happens, you’d ask him to take a break from dancing, and just listen to him speak all about how he feels.

These slumps usually happen when he’s got a big performance ahead of him, so in times like these, you do nothing but be there for him, until he’s ready and he’s back to his old self. All grace and beauty and that hint of cheekiness he shows around you.

[baskeigh-ball]

Mind swap drabbles my beloved (I’m hoping the color coding helps to figure out who is who)

Shorter post but we balling. Anyways my favorite headcanon is that the brothers say genuinely concerning shit sometimes and everyone but them registers that whatever they just said was, in fact, NOT a healthy mindset/normal experience. Raph does it the least out of the four, though, so his “moments” tend to be especially jarring

[metranart]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

➡️ FULL NSFW ART of this drabble 🥵

[the-grimm-writer]

Thinking about obsessive boyfriends <33

You know something's a lil off about him, but you always try to push it down because he's the best boyfriend you've ever had.

He showers you with gifts, praises you, and listens to your struggles without judgment. Some might say you two have the best relationship.

So, of course you don't realize when people suddenly start withdrawing from you. How their eyes widen in fear when they see your man because you're the only one who doesn't see how dangerous he truly is.

You think it's cute when he gets jealous. When you talk to your friends and he snakes his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder as he waits for you to pay attention to him again.

And when he gets you alone and tilts your chin back, telling you how you're his and he'll never let anyone take you away from him.

Of course there's times you start seeing the signs something's not quiet right, but one kiss and all your worries seem to melt away.

Your boyfriend would never harm you. But the same can't be said about anyone else.

.

JJK: Geto, Gojo, Yuta, Choso, Nanami, Megumi, Toge

TR: Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Angry, Ran, Rindou, Kakucho, Kisaki, Kazutora

MHA: Izuku, Mirio, Keigo, Shoto, Kirishima, Shinsou

[reissancesstuff]

“Boss Is Smiling... What Happened Last Night?”

Genre: Crack | Domestic Fluff | Teasing

Characters: Bonten Mikey x fem!Reader

The Bonten HQ was unusually peaceful that morning. No yelling, no tension, no blood.

Even more shocking—Mikey walked in smiling.

Not the neutral, unreadable smirk he usually wore like armor.

No.

A genuine, relaxed smile. Hands in his pockets. Hair slightly tousled. The faintest mark on his neck (no one dared point that out).

The rest of Bonten blinked like owls.

“…Am I hallucinating?” Ran muttered, nudging Rindou with his elbow. “Is he smiling?”

Rindou leaned back on the couch, arms crossed. “Something’s off. He’s either planning a massacre… or he got laid.”

Kakucho coughed into his hand to hide a laugh. “He’s humming. He never hums.”

“Should we ask?” Mochi whispered.

“Do you want to die?” Takeomi deadpanned.

The door opened again, and you walked in, wearing Mikey’s hoodie, hair still a little messy, cheeks flushed from the morning chill. You carried a bento bag in one hand.

The boys collectively stared.

“Good morning,” you greeted sweetly.

“Morning, (Y/N)-chan,” they chorused like students greeting a teacher.

Mikey walked over, plucked the bento from your hand with one hand and placed his other around your waist, pulling you in without hesitation.

The others watched as Mikey kissed your temple.

Right. In. Front. Of. Them.

Koko dropped his pen.

“…So it was sex,” Rindou whispered under his breath.

You blinked. “Hm?”

“Nothing!” they all said in unison.

You tilted your head but didn’t question it, smiling softly at your husband. “I put extra rice in yours.”

“Good,” Mikey said. “You’ll need to feed me later.”

“Oh,” you blinked, flustered. “O-okay.”

The rest of Bonten silently screamed.

As you left the room, Mikey turned back to them.

“What?”

Everyone straightened like soldiers.

“Nothing, boss!”

But once he left too, the silence broke.

Ran leaned in. “Who knew the key to keeping Mikey sane… was literally keeping him satisfied.”

Rindou groaned. “I’ll never look at bento rice the same again.”

[3-dsimp]

Could you do a drider breeding fic? Creampie and eggs. Size kink is a musttt. Maybe a bnha character? Whatever character you choose is cool just none of the villans pls. Btw your fics just ajrjdkndjekdndosn💖

A/n: I ended up doing a general smut Drabble hope that’s okay and thx you! (>^ω^<)

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Cw: 🔞NSFW MDNI🔞Fem reader! + Drider Male! breeding, tummy bulge, praise, overstimulation, eggs, size kink, pussydrunk, rough sex, cum inflation, creampie.

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Imagine him grinning widely as he ruthlessly slams you up and down onto his engorged cock. His muscles flexing with each movement while he relishes in your wetness gushing around him.

"Oh you’re such a good girl, taking my dick like a world champ I’m so proud you sweetheart~"

The man praised, whilst sticking his tongue out like a dog. A pussydrunk look apparent on his haggard features. While You were fucked out of your mind, completely full to the brim from his previous thick goopy loads of his sperm. Which leaked past his dick that served to be a temporary plug to keep all his spend inside of your flooded womb.

"Damn I can’t get enough of this sweet pussy she’s so tight, so perfect Princess. I could fuck you all night long and still not get my fix."

A low heated chuckle escaped his lips as he felt up your rounded belly. Which was sloshing with his eggs and cum of which he meanly crammed into you. Despite your whines of discomfort, he couldn’t resist bullying every inch of his pulsating meat inside your quivering quim. The telltale of his balls twitching against your ass for the fourth time in a row. Made your cunt clench pathetically around his throbbing shaft.

"Shh baby it’s okay I know how you love getting stuffed full of my cock. Daddy’s gonna give you one more load so make sure not to spill any of it mkay?"

He purred nipping at your nape as his hips continues to pump into you, his massive dick filling you up completely as he uses you like a fleshlight for his own pleasure. Your bodies moved together in a primal dance, lost in the moment. The only sounds were your collective harsh breathing and the wet slaps of flesh against flesh.

"Fuck yes! That's it, Take it all. Take everything I have to give. Mmh you’re such a good girl. Shit this pussy is to die for~"

He moaned in a breathy hiss as he manhandled you into a mating press and began to move savagely, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into you with a satisfying wet smack. Your walls clenched around him, milking his spurting penis for all he was worth.

[peyton-warren]

Oh mikey. Very cute and very Mikey.

Nina! Since you said you were going to write Mike fics until we've all fallen for him, I hope you don't mind dealing with me thinking about him 😊 So, I was wondering where Mike would take you out on a date. What do you think? 💕

Thank you for the ask, Maja. I never mind anyone talking about Mike with me 😍

So I spent my lunch break thinking about a date with Mike. What a nice surprise…

Hope you enjoy my little drabble:

Mikey x female reader (no race or body type mentioned)

Word count: 648

So, Mikey took you on a date today. After he asked you for the third time you couldn’t tell him no anymore. It wasn’t like you didn’t think he was hot, like you didn’t like him, that made you reject him the first two times. It was more like you feared that you would like him a lot more than you should. But when he looked at you with his puppy eyes you knew you had to give him a chance. You were trained in being heart broken, another time wouldn’t do more harm, right?

When he showed up at your porch you were surprised. He held a single burgundy rose out to you. You hadn’t taken him for a guy gifting flowers, but you liked it and thanked him with a warm smile. “So where are we going?” you asked him after you put the flower into a vase. He gave you a quizzical look “Movies? I thought about taking you to an escape room, but I wasn’t sure if you would have liked that.” You took your purse and stepped out of your door. “Movies is fine. Escape room would have been good either. I like stuff like that.” Mike’s grin got wider. “So this it will be for the second date.” Your heart skipped a beat when you heard him already planning a second date. Maybe he was more serious with you, after all.

With a raised eyebrow you looked at the screen that showed the movie title. “Bloody Clowns of Hell? How romantic!” you remarked, laughing. Mike just shrugged, giving you a crooked smirk. As you suspected the film was a gory slasher, but it was entertaining. And you didn’t mind the opportunity to get closer to Mike with every jump scare. After half an hour he had his arm around your shoulder, and you didn’t think a lot about the movie after that. You just inhaled his aftershave and enjoyed the warmth he radiated.

After the film, Mike went with you to his favorite pub. It was crowded and with all the people talking and the rock music playing, Mike was constantly leaning over to you, his lips only inches from your ear. He was talking about the movie, about college, about music. You had to admit, you really liked being with him. It was easy to talk with him, you felt comfortable. Even when you found his eyes drop from your face to the cleavage of your shirt from time to time, you couldn’t help but smile. “Another beer?” he asked you when you finished your bottle. You shook your head. “I think I want to go home. It’s been getting late.”

So, Mike drove you back to your house. After looking over to you a few times he finally put his hand on your thigh. You smiled and put yours on top. Your fingers entwined. Mike was unusually quiet, and you took this as an opportunity to watch him. He was so handsome, it almost hurt.

He got out with you and when you were at your door you turned to him. “I really enjoyed that evening with you, Mike,” you told him. Mike gave you his sweetest smile and cupped your cheek with his hand. “So would it be okay to kiss you?” Instead of an answer you shut your eyes and closed the distance between you.

As you expected the kiss was nothing gentle or subtle. It was hot and rough and sloppy. And it made you tremble and left you panting when he finally let you go. “Good night, sweetcheeks!” He gave you another small peck. “I hoped the movie would scare you enough so you wouldn’t want to sleep alone…” He gave you a mischievous grin. You laughed. “Well, better choose a horror escape room for next time.” You winked at him and his eyes got wide.

[catfuyus]

seeing mikey after he’s had a long hard day and giving him the soppiest, saddest little pout. all “aww, my baby, is life being too hard on you?”

“yea,” he pouts back, dark circles under his eyes. and you open your arms wide for him, pull his face into your chest and squeeze your love into him. holding him tight and rubbing his back, all while cradling his head to your chest.

and his muffled voice comes through your embrace, cheeks flushed and pink to the ears, “m hard.”

[mornwrites]

due to the sanrio x tokyo revengers collab, mikey is now into sanrio. it's because of emma, naturally, as he would have had no clue it even existed otherwise. my melody is his favorite character and he 100% has a matching my melody keychain with emma. on top of that, he would probably have some sort of cute charm or matching plushie that he got for his partner. he isn't really one for cutesy things, but the 3 foot my melody plush that goes to his partner's kuromi one says otherwise.

[sevarchive]

thinking about them being the big spoon every morning, all sleepy warmth and tangled limbs. their arm is draped over your waist, solid and snug, bicep pressed close like it was made to fit there. they’re still half-asleep, breath slow against your skin, and when you try to move just a little, their grip tightens instantly.

“mm... where you goin’?” they mumble, voice thick and rough, lips brushing the back of your neck. “s'too early... stay with me.” they press a soft kiss there, then another, slower this time, like they’re not fully awake but still need you close.

you feel their fingers slip under the hem of your shirt, tracing light patterns on your stomach. they shift behind you, leg slotting between yours like they’re trying to hold you in place without saying it out loud. their touch is gentle, but there’s something intimate about it; like they know every inch of you and still want more.

“you feel too good,” they whisper, voice rough with sleep, barely more than a breath against your skin. “don’t make me get up yet…”

and just like that, wrapped in strong arms and soft kisses, the world can wait.

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[baskeigh-ball]

More brain swap nonsense with Raph and Donnie! (Can we pretend I didn’t disappear for months again it’s fine it’s totally fine)

I like to imagine Raph would be too paranoid to ever take the battle shell off, no matter how unfamiliar he is with using it. Thanks to this mind swap nonsense, he’s slowly starting to realize why Donnie has struggled to separate himself from his tech, both physically and psychologically…

Also yes Raph hurt his hand because he forgot he can’t just punch walls when he’s upset anymore

[metranart]

Tokyo Rev Shameless Smut - Draken x Baji x Mikey x You... Stepbrother's crave

The door to the house opened and you heard the voice of Keisuke, he wasn't alone— he called you to go say hello and a funnier idea crossed your mind -since you became brothers so long ago, you were always the playful type- So, you ended up hiding in the closet of his room to surprise him. You would go out, scare him and everyone would laugh…

“It seems that nobody is home-…” 

You heard someone say as they slowly approached the room, and you prepared to jump out… but all playfulness turned to ashes when Keisuke was pushed into his own room in a knot of grabbing limbs and passionate kisses—

“Shit Baji! You interrupt a Toman meeting like that again and I'm not responsible-…” Manjiro Sano kissed the threat against his neck, and your stepbrother chuckled.

“I wanted to make your blood boil—” the dark-haired gang member confessed. “I’ve missed you, how the hell was I supposed to get your attention when I’m no longer allowed in Toman meetings?”

“There’s a reason for that!” The sub-commander, Draken, shrieked as he buried his fist in the aforementioned mane to tilt his head back violently and capture his smirking lips in a bruising kiss, devouring his mouth to then continuing to spat between smooches. “You’re incorrigible, Keisuke…”

Baji groaned deep in his throat, and your throat dried, too stupefied to react, condemning yourself to watch. Mikey grinned amused, letting his hands begin to undo the Toman’s cumbersome uniforms. It was your last opportunity to make your presence known but your body was frozen… you were stunned, heart racing alarmingly fast and cheeks burning with a fever… but quiet as a tomb- and somehow, you kept like that for the next hour… an involuntary witness to this knot of unbridled lust.

They used Baji as their cocksleeve and glorified cumdump, and he LOVED every minute of it, moaning, grunting, and cursing through clenched teeth as Draken’s powerful hips pounded into him relentlessly.

“—I knew this would shut you up.” 

Was all Manjiro Sano said before his cock disappeared into your stepbrother’s mouth, who gulped it down with the expertise of a sword swallower. Inviting that massive piece of meat to kiss the back of his throat, over and over and over again, there was no gag reflex, just saliva dripping down his chin and eyes clenched shut as he enjoyed being used by two of his most trusted friends.

“~Fuck! I won’t deny that I missed this,” Draken growled raggedly, his manly voice a guttural moan that barely overcome the clapping sound of skin against skin. “… Mikey?”

Mikey just moaned a weak affirmative, too busy and mesmerized and desperate to keep riding his first division captain’s warm, wet mouth to answer. Draken smirked before laughing in amusement.

“—I don’t know if we were lucky or unlucky that (Y/N) wasn’t home…”

You forced yourself to swallow the gasp that almost came out of your mouth at the mention of your name.

This time Mikey did answer. “UNLUCKY…” the blond growled, frowning a little, “—I’ve been wanting to fuck the brothers ever since Baji introduced her to us.”

Draken tightened his grip around Baji’s hips to force his hips higher, earning a faster pace, deeper, with a rawer sentiment—as if trying to take out his next words on him.

“Same here-…aghh- f-fuck-… I can’t stop thinking about that little kitten and how cute she’d purr while we introduce her to the cravings of the flesh-… we’ll be amazing teachers” Draken’s predatory grin said it all, “is your cute sis still a virgin, Keisuke?”

Baji made a choking noise, and the shorter blond gave him a break to answer.

“My-My sweet sis is off limits, you idiots.”

He warned between coughs before sending them a sharp, dangerous smirk. Your heart softened for him, who ever since he welcomed you into the family, swore would protect you, you never doubted it… but for him to even face his best friends for you. It made you appreciate him even more.

“Buh Baji, don’t be the jealous type- how boring.” Mikey complained, throwing a tantrum.

And before Baji could answer, he was pulled up by the taller blonde until his back collided with Draken’s massive, sweaty chest, a strong hand snaking around his neck. “She has to lose it to someone, who better than us who will adore her like the princess she is—”

“I said NO.” 

Baji stood firm, he knew how rough these two could be, he loved it and couldn’t get enough… but you were fragile, you needed someone sweet and tempered, not this mass of bites, pinches and unbridled lust. 

“THIS is not open for discussion.”

“-Why are we so unsuitable, captain?”

Mikey tried to sound disinterested, kissing the words from Baji’s sweaty chest to his neck, making him moan, but Draken read him like an open book. Mikey wasn’t going to let it go. Draken had noticed that special sparkle in his commander’s eyes the moment he met you, the same sparkle he now saw in the mirror every morning. You had smitten them, they were in love with you… taking Baji was the consolation prize, you were the jackpot.

Without pulling out, Draken dragged both down to sit on the bed, continuing his thrusts but now, in a slow and lazy back and forth motion, perhaps keeping Baji happy and lightheaded would help their case.

“It’s not you—” After some delicious friction and pampering the raven-haired confessed, enjoying way too much the slow, gentle penetration, “there’s nothing inappropriate about you two, you’re perfect…” His hand wrapped around Mikey’s face to pull him into a sweet kiss, making sure their gazes melting in each other before going on. “I just want to protect her from everything and everyone, she’s precious to me- a feeble thing…” Your lips made an unconscious pout at that, “she’s innocent—” 

Mikey’s laughter interrupted him. “She’s already eighteen, she’s an adult… I assure you that she’s going to have sex soon—”

“I know!” Baji cut in, gruffly, “I know… but I am her big brotha, I have been protecting her since my mother married her father, you guys are more than six years older than her…”

“-More than six years of experience.” Draken corrected, “we would do better than a stranger.”

“Let it go,” Baji stated definitively, “you will have to settle with me.”

Mikey and Draken exchanged a glance, before saying in unison. “……Fine.”

A curt laugh followed and then twenty more minutes of taking turns with your stepbrother. Ramming into him like madmen, twisting and bending him as they dreamed to do with you. But what took your breath away the most was the contrast, all that rough manhandling vanished the moment they spooned Baji's exhausted form into a sweet cuddle… it was so intimate and personal the way they devotedly adored him, that you couldn’t help but moan longingly, immediately your hands muffled the noise, in time…. or so you thought.

Mikey and Draken worshiped Baji’s sleeping body with caresses, massaging the bruises out of his skin. 

“His skin looks so cute with all those bruises-” Mikey slurred words sounded awfully gentle.

“He’s exhausted, we should go.” 

The tall blond suggested, leaving a trail of smooches and kisses all along the curvature of his neck. Small signatures of gratitude after letting them leave him almost catatonic, so tired that he didn’t even notice you sneaking out of his closet towards the door.

It had been more than ten minutes since you had heard the front door of the house open and close, and you took it as your cue that Mikey and Draken were already gone.

Tipping your way out of Baji’s room, you closed the door delicately behind you and once you felt safe, you let out a long, heavy sigh—

“…. So, what do you think?”

Almost jumping out of your skin, you glanced timidly over your shoulder just to find your stepbrother’s perpetrators there, both leaning carefree against the wall, looking awfully smug, yet awfully expectant.

Your cheeks painted crimson at being discovered red handed, and your lips went dry, forcing you to lick them, movement that did not passed unnoticed by those blonde predators.

“D-Did you know I was there… the whole t-time?”

Both shrugged their shoulders, dismissively. They were not interested in that; both wanted to discuss a more important issue.

“You already heard your beloved brother’s opinion, but in the end it’s your decision, (Y/N).”

Mikey was the one who spoke now. Both ready to intercept you if you tried to run away, and also to let you do so if you wanted to, but something inside them told them otherwise.

“What you saw there,” Draken had to let you know, “is years of intimacy and trust… we’re not that rough…”

“I like rough.”

It slipped out of your lips without your permission, and you could notice the fire it lit in both blondes. A fire that spread uncontrollably, without hesitation, their fists clenched at their sides, and you noticed the real effort they were now making to not lunge at you, then and there…

“So…”

Mikey stressed, and you gulped hard.

“—So….I—”

➡️ NSFW ART of this drabble and mor of Tokyo rev 🥵

[the-grimm-writer]

Thinking about having a toxic relationship with your yan. Knowing that you should run away and never look back. But the way he makes you feel is something no other person can replicate, and he knows this.

It's addicting, the way he knows you so well. The small things that he knows will get to you. Remembering your favorite movie and show. Your go to take out order. Your guilty pleasures that he doesn't judge you for.

And he knows your body so well that he knows all the right buttons to push, how hard or slow to go for you to scream and cry with pleasure and make you come undone.

He's so close to being the perfect man for you. If he hadn't gotten so possessive over you before you became more than just friends with benefits. Or if he didn't hate when you showed attention to anyone else, even friends that you've been close to long before you even met him. Not to mention how pushy he gets for you to move in with him after just a few months of being together.

Because of that, fights with him were often. Why did you look at that guy at the store for too long? Who were you just texting? Let him see your phone. Why didn't you respond to him? Why do you have to leave? Just stay with him.

If you do leave or try and break things off, he uses all the excuses for you to come back. That he misses you. He can't live without you. Even just the classic you forgot something at his place.

You go back despite your friends begging you not to. Terrified that one day they'll see you on a missing person's poster and they'll never see you again.

Worst of all, you know they have a reason to worry.

You know the things he says during fights are true. He wants to lock you away and throw away the fucking key. He wants to bash any other person who even looks at you wrongs head in until they're an unrecognizable mess on the side of the road. That you belong to him. That he knows how he feels isn't healthy. He just loves you so much that he just doesn't care.

Then once you're done screaming at him, telling him that you're done, you hate him and never want to see him again. That all your friends and family were right about him, he grabs you and pulls you into an aggressive, passion filled kiss that always leads to your clothes being ripped off of you.

And after a night filled with rough hate sex, covered in marks and bruises, he gently pulls you into his arms. He kisses your cheek, softly apologizing for going too far. He buys you gifts the next day as well. Expensive jewelry and even the cute little plush that you've been wanting from the store.

He swears that he'll never do it again. Confesses that he just loves you so much that sometimes he can't help but snap. And you melt right into his sweet words, thinking that maybe it is okay for someone to love you the way he does when he makes you feel like the most special girl in the world even after hurting you.

When you tell him that you love him too, he knows he has you exactly where he wants you. Right by his side. Even if it winds up destroying you both.

.

BNHA: Keigo, Dabi, Natsuo, Aizawa, Kirishima

JJK: Choso, Geto, Gojo, Nanami

Tokyo Revengers: Mikey, Izana, Kazutora, Nahoya, Ran, Sanzu, Hanma