#robyn’s cccollab

[nixcwen]

➳ passing ships | haruchiyo sanzu

Note: In participation of @fueledbysano’s Country Club Collab, I present to you a Celebrity! Sanzu Haruchiyo x Reader fic. This also serves as my debut piece for Tokyo Revengers, requests are now finally open for the fandom! I hope you enjoy this work of mine!

The irritating flash of lights, suffocating smell of smoke including the strong scent of expensive liquor, and a crowd dancing to the beat was no new environment for Sanzu. Although it was supposed to be a celebration of his movie's success, there was no joy or anything tantalizing about the lifestyle he used to desire, he realized as he drank another shot.

Sanzu thought that wealth, fame, and status would make him happy. He thought that the place he was currently in would bring what he was looking for. Unfortunately, after years of trying to find it in the path he chose, nothing came out of it.

At the end of the day, he was alone. People liked the pretensions but no one could stand his truth. Who would be able to understand a problematic man like him?

He didn't know the answer then, which made him think frustration is an understatement of his feelings. What use were success, awards, and praises when he was unhappy? He settled on quelling his unstable emotion with glass after glass of bitter alcohol. Maybe he could just drown from it.

The place did not help calm down the thoughts that were bombarding him. He clenched and unclenched his hands as he asked for another bottle. Eventually, he popped his knuckles, until he decided that getting a breath of fresh air outside might help him. He looked at his surroundings once more to quietly exit, he hardly escaped the grasps of the director and his co-lead earlier that night that is why he had to subtly excuse himself while they were busy gossiping.

It took him a minute to get out of that space. After the vertigo-inducing bar comes the quiet reflection of moonlight on the infinity pool's surface. He sat on the lounge chair before it, still, he wasn't able to get contented as he heard a few people approaching. He sought yet again for a place that would bring him the peace he needs. Which he found on the modernized hut at the pool's corner.

He immediately walked towards it and right after stepping inside, he closed the curtain that prevents others' intrusion. He turned around and took a step, at the same time you were about to leave the same place. That encounter made you stumble, fall into the hut's chair mattress, staring at the Sanzu Haruchiyo's face up close with his arms imprisoning you. You were close enough for you to hear the deep breath he takes. Close enough to see the liquid slowly forming in the man's eyes every second that passes while he was staring back at you.

Stupefied, that was how you were. Of all the scenarios you could have had with your first meet, it had to be away from people, with his tears falling down your cheeks. He was breathtaking, even so, his state was also heartbreaking. He was far from the character he portrayed in his latest movie. The Sanzu you had in front of you was anything but indestructible. He was fragile.

With what little power you have, you still wanted to protect him.

In order to close the gap between you two, you carefully guided his face to your neck, trying to provide a place to bring him solace. He was hesitant but he followed your guide, soon, his weeping filled the silence of the night. You pat his shoulders without care for time.

"It will be okay, just cry your heart out for now. I'm here for you."

In response to your statement, he uttered in a muffled voice, lips lightly pressed against your skin. "Are you, really? Do you mean that?"

"Yes I am, I do."

Little by little, it seems that he was calming down. There were sniffles and crack in his voice but there were no more tears dripping down your neck.

“Is this what they call… comforting?” Sanzu asked, palm holding your hand that was just tapping him. "Even if they're empty words, they made me happy, thank you."

“If that is how you feel, then I’m glad. I don’t know how else to prove to you that my words aren’t empty, I’ll just be here until you’re okay.”

“Don’t.”

He removed his face to your neck, meeting your eyes once more. You only hummed in confusion with your brows furrowed, even so, it did not stop you from wiping the trail of tears from under his long eyelashes.

“Don’t give me hope or comfort when you’re just going to leave me.”

Your hands halted. You were aware that not all people are okay despite what they project to the world. However, from the few minutes you were with him, you got to the conclusion that the one before you is truly soaked in melancholy.

“You gave me a reason to live. If staying by your side could at least give you the comfort you need, then I would, for as long as you want.”

It has been a few months since your first encounter. Now, it was you that was wrapped in his arms, with your previous actions in question. Although he has become both annoying and excessively sweet, you wouldn’t trade it for anything. His genuine smile, lips stretched to his ears, was better than any gold there is.

Unbeknownst to you, Sanzu thought the same as he admires your face.

“Alright, alright. Will you please tell me why you said that line? That… I gave you a reason to live? It never left my mind since then. I want to know your answer. Was it because of my pretty face?”

You rolled your eyes at his statement but your smile remains the same. “Yes, it was because of your pretty face. Satisfied?”

“No am not! I was just kidding, please do tell me the real reason.” He answered, face placed to his palm, waiting for your response.

“It was from one of your movies, at the ending scene, I can still clearly remember when you said—‘When we fall, it does not mean we have to stay on the ground.’—it was as if you were talking to me, it resonated with me.”

This time, he fully embraced you. “So, this job lead you to me.”

“I believe, yes. We aren’t just passing ships after all. That’s why were still together. We were meant to give each other strength in the times of our weakness.”

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[manjiroscum]

WISTERIA HEART

Character/s: old money!haitani brothers x reader

Warnings: f!reader, mature language, explicit sex, praise kink, slight degradation, unprotected sex, creampie, and implied threesome. Minors do not interact.

Note: for @fueledbysano’s Country Club collab. sorry if it took so long love 😭

Synopsis: Ran receives the best birthday gift one money couldn’t buy, unless for the right price—your pussy.

WC: 1k

The invitation to Ran’s birthday party laid across the coffee table, its contents tossed nearby haphazardly like the Bordelle red lace thong Rindou gifted you last year that had evident traces of your arousal. The matching bra was still unclasped, holding your tits that were jiggling in front of the older Haitani’s smirking face. Too caught up in the web of lust to even think about the rest of the guests dining below. However, no one would dare scold the Haitanis’ for their disappearance or fail to entertain them for the rest of the evening. Ran was the one who told them he’d be opening his presents in the privacy of his bedroom—specifically, you.

And of course, no one would object to that even if they knew what was going on behind the mahogany door.

“I’ll admit, you have guts walking into this house in merely this naughty piece underneath that ugly brown coat,” Rindou chuckled lowly, sitting on the nearby L-shaped leather sofa. “You’re quite lucky the butler even let you in despite the strange choice of clothing.”

The few buttons of his white sleeve polo were undone as he watched you two carefully. Glass of Dalmore 62 whiskey forgotten. Purple irises opting to drink in the way the flesh of your ass bounced as your glistening pussy folds split apart for his older brother’s cock. Ran’s harsh grunts and your soft moanings are the only music filling the four corners of the bedroom. Unable to get past the soundproof walls. This was far more entertaining to watch than to hear the old men in the drawing room ramble about numbers and asked about marriage over cigars and wine.

At least you were here to keep them entertained, getting to have their tips wet with your sweet slick that they have both been craving since the first meeting. And to think you paraded yourself as another innocent girl who buries themselves in books, only to be the same bitch who spreads her legs at a single beckon from the enigmatic brothers.

“Ah, sweet doll, you love fuckin’ my cock, eh?” Ran groaned, head slightly leaned back and lower lip stuck between teeth. Hissing at how tight your searing walls were squeezing him. Milking his long cock for that fertile cum that was sure to knock you up if you weren’t on the pill. “Best fucking gift ever. Wouldn't mind having this pussy for myself.”

At that statement, Rindou frowned slightly. “I thought we’re sharing?” Standing up, the younger Haitani approached with pinched brows but there was still a hint of a smile on his lips. “After all, two dicks are better than one for such a slut like her. Am I right, angel?” The grin on Rindou’s face grew wider upon seeing you unable to say a coherent word, too dazed at the feeling of Ran’s cock stretching your walls to a point you were drooling. Nails digging crescent moons into the older Haitani’s shoulder as you struggled to connect your thoughts. It was as if your brain was merely working on having your hips continue to bounce, eager to reach that blindingly delicious high that Ran wasn’t keen on giving you right away. Mouth parting to merely let stammering syllables or pants slip by, it was quite a delectable sight for the two of them indeed.

If anything, they would rather be graced with the image of you sprawled out on their bed, naked all day and prepared to take their cocks—dripping with precum from the red angry tip all the way down to the base of it.

“Look at her, having trouble gathering her thoughts,” Ran cooed, lifting his hand to graze your hips and the dips of your back that was slightly damp with sweat. “Fucking perfect for us, huh? We shouldn’t really waste our time, right Rindou? Where else could we find such an obedient whore than her?”

At the mention of the dates both of your parents set up, Rindou couldn’t help but snicker. “Honestly, what would be the look on their faces once they find out we skipped everything and went straight to fucking this pussy—probably fucking hilarious.” The mewl you elicited once the younger Haitani’s fingers made contact with your puffy clit had brothers’ cocks twitching in pure delight. “Shit.”

“M-more—please! Wanna cum…” Words bordering between a sob and a moan, you leaned down to plant a desperate kiss on Ran’s lips to sway his goal in edging you before you yelp when Rindou fisted your hair to meet his as well. You knew this was an awful idea from the start, especially when you tossed the proposal of making the birthday celebrant have his way with you. Ran and Rindou, in the few months you’ve known them since your mother decided to introduce you to the prestigious family, were stubborn as mules. A huge contrast to the image they were making the world see. Indeed, far from the prince charming the ladies were dubbing them as. Once they set their eyes on something, they were fucking adamant to get it and that includes you.

“Yeah? Wanna cum already pretty?”

“Beg nicely and Ran will let you.”

Capturing their attention and earning their affection was a feat you were not expecting to receive at all, but boy was it welcomed.

It was better to have them drilling their dicks into you than declaring you as their public enemy. Plus, they weren’t the assholes you despised to the bone when in bed. Because in the art of intimacy and carnal desires, the Haitani brothers were on another level than the guys you’ve met back in college. They were fucking better and they knew this.

“P-please—shit, ah… please let me cum!” Whining into Ran’s ear, your whole body was quivering in relief at the soft command coming from the man beneath you. Your pitched moans muffled by Rindou’s fingers suddenly shoved into your parted mouth. The thighs of Ran were slathered with sweat, your juices whereas your pussy folds were the same except they were coated with his milky essence now dripping down to stain the Indian carpet. Blood pumping in your ears, you failed to pick up Rindou’s inquiry of whether he can fuck you next or together with the birthday boy.

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[fueledbysano]

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TOKYO REVENGERS

bonten! manjiro sano — @iz-ana

WISTERIA HEART, Haitani brothers — @manjiroscum

sugar daddy!ran haitani — @rinnybee

Passing Ships, Sanzu Haruchiyo — @nixcwen

ATTACK ON TITAN

JUJUTSU KAISEN

boss!gojo satoru — @riniackerman

HAIKYUU!

kiyoomi sakusa x reader — @haikyutiehoe

[fueledbysano]

Hi Robyn ;)

I'd love to join your very first collab! I'd like to write Bonten!Mikey x Fem!Reader that runs a criminal organization.

It will be nsfw and feature dark content

hi 😼 ofc, listing you in a moment, I looo forward to this omgg

[fueledbysano]

i def wanna write for sakusa kiyoomi from hq if thats ok

omg yes ofc! ❤️ getting you on the list now

[fueledbysano]

robyn! i'd like to join your collab 👀 asking for a sugardaddy!gojo with f!reader <3 // nsfw

rini babes! thank you so much heheh adding you right now!

[fueledbysano]

Greetings, Robyn!

You can just call me Nixxy, hehe. If I may, can I join your first collab? If you consider, it’d be the first for me as well. I was inspired by your idea and thought about writing my Tokyo Revengers ‘debut’ piece with a Celebrity! Sanzu Haruchiyo x Reader, just something sweet aka fluff (sfw).

I am not quite sure if I did it right so let me give you an advance apology for any mistakes. That’s all for me, I hope you have an awesome day/night! Also, please don’t forget to smile. 🥰

Sincerely, Nixxy ♡

hi Nixxy! thanks for the interest in it! ❤️ your participation is greatly appreciated, I'm putting you on the list now! have a good day ❤️❤️

[fueledbysano]

thank you so much for joining! this is so sweet 🤧💓 I love the way you wrote actor!sanzu, it's fitting ♡

➳ passing ships | haruchiyo sanzu

Note: In participation of @fueledbysano’s Country Club Collab, I present to you a Celebrity! Sanzu Haruchiyo x Reader fic. This also serves as my debut piece for Tokyo Revengers, requests are now finally open for the fandom! I hope you enjoy this work of mine!

The irritating flash of lights, suffocating smell of smoke including the strong scent of expensive liquor, and a crowd dancing to the beat was no new environment for Sanzu. Although it was supposed to be a celebration of his movie's success, there was no joy or anything tantalizing about the lifestyle he used to desire, he realized as he drank another shot.

Sanzu thought that wealth, fame, and status would make him happy. He thought that the place he was currently in would bring what he was looking for. Unfortunately, after years of trying to find it in the path he chose, nothing came out of it.

At the end of the day, he was alone. People liked the pretensions but no one could stand his truth. Who would be able to understand a problematic man like him?

He didn't know the answer then, which made him think frustration is an understatement of his feelings. What use were success, awards, and praises when he was unhappy? He settled on quelling his unstable emotion with glass after glass of bitter alcohol. Maybe he could just drown from it.

The place did not help calm down the thoughts that were bombarding him. He clenched and unclenched his hands as he asked for another bottle. Eventually, he popped his knuckles, until he decided that getting a breath of fresh air outside might help him. He looked at his surroundings once more to quietly exit, he hardly escaped the grasps of the director and his co-lead earlier that night that is why he had to subtly excuse himself while they were busy gossiping.

It took him a minute to get out of that space. After the vertigo-inducing bar comes the quiet reflection of moonlight on the infinity pool's surface. He sat on the lounge chair before it, still, he wasn't able to get contented as he heard a few people approaching. He sought yet again for a place that would bring him the peace he needs. Which he found on the modernized hut at the pool's corner.

He immediately walked towards it and right after stepping inside, he closed the curtain that prevents others' intrusion. He turned around and took a step, at the same time you were about to leave the same place. That encounter made you stumble, fall into the hut's chair mattress, staring at the Sanzu Haruchiyo's face up close with his arms imprisoning you. You were close enough for you to hear the deep breath he takes. Close enough to see the liquid slowly forming in the man's eyes every second that passes while he was staring back at you.

Stupefied, that was how you were. Of all the scenarios you could have had with your first meet, it had to be away from people, with his tears falling down your cheeks. He was breathtaking, even so, his state was also heartbreaking. He was far from the character he portrayed in his latest movie. The Sanzu you had in front of you was anything but indestructible. He was fragile.

With what little power you have, you still wanted to protect him.

In order to close the gap between you two, you carefully guided his face to your neck, trying to provide a place to bring him solace. He was hesitant but he followed your guide, soon, his weeping filled the silence of the night. You pat his shoulders without care for time.

"It will be okay, just cry your heart out for now. I'm here for you."

In response to your statement, he uttered in a muffled voice, lips lightly pressed against your skin. "Are you, really? Do you mean that?"

"Yes I am, I do."

Little by little, it seems that he was calming down. There were sniffles and crack in his voice but there were no more tears dripping down your neck.

“Is this what they call… comforting?” Sanzu asked, palm holding your hand that was just tapping him. "Even if they're empty words, they made me happy, thank you."

“If that is how you feel, then I’m glad. I don’t know how else to prove to you that my words aren’t empty, I’ll just be here until you’re okay.”

“Don’t.”

He removed his face to your neck, meeting your eyes once more. You only hummed in confusion with your brows furrowed, even so, it did not stop you from wiping the trail of tears from under his long eyelashes.

“Don’t give me hope or comfort when you’re just going to leave me.”

Your hands halted. You were aware that not all people are okay despite what they project to the world. However, from the few minutes you were with him, you got to the conclusion that the one before you is truly soaked in melancholy.

“You gave me a reason to live. If staying by your side could at least give you the comfort you need, then I would, for as long as you want.”

It has been a few months since your first encounter. Now, it was you that was wrapped in his arms, with your previous actions in question. Although he has become both annoying and excessively sweet, you wouldn’t trade it for anything. His genuine smile, lips stretched to his ears, was better than any gold there is.

Unbeknownst to you, Sanzu thought the same as he admires your face.

“Alright, alright. Will you please tell me why you said that line? That… I gave you a reason to live? It never left my mind since then. I want to know your answer. Was it because of my pretty face?”

You rolled your eyes at his statement but your smile remains the same. “Yes, it was because of your pretty face. Satisfied?”

“No am not! I was just kidding, please do tell me the real reason.” He answered, face placed to his palm, waiting for your response.

“It was from one of your movies, at the ending scene, I can still clearly remember when you said—‘When we fall, it does not mean we have to stay on the ground.’—it was as if you were talking to me, it resonated with me.”

This time, he fully embraced you. “So, this job lead you to me.”

“I believe, yes. We aren’t just passing ships after all. That’s why were still together. We were meant to give each other strength in the times of our weakness.”

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[fueledbysano]

LORD HAVE MERCY WE MUST STAY FOCUSED BROTHERS WE. MUST. STAY. FOCUSED.

WISTERIA HEART

Character/s: old money!haitani brothers x reader

Warnings: f!reader, mature language, explicit sex, praise kink, slight degradation, unprotected sex, creampie, and implied threesome. Minors do not interact.

Note: for @fueledbysano’s Country Club collab. sorry if it took so long love 😭

Synopsis: Ran receives the best birthday gift one money couldn’t buy, unless for the right price—your pussy.

WC: 1k

The invitation to Ran’s birthday party laid across the coffee table, its contents tossed nearby haphazardly like the Bordelle red lace thong Rindou gifted you last year that had evident traces of your arousal. The matching bra was still unclasped, holding your tits that were jiggling in front of the older Haitani’s smirking face. Too caught up in the web of lust to even think about the rest of the guests dining below. However, no one would dare scold the Haitanis’ for their disappearance or fail to entertain them for the rest of the evening. Ran was the one who told them he’d be opening his presents in the privacy of his bedroom—specifically, you.

And of course, no one would object to that even if they knew what was going on behind the mahogany door.

“I’ll admit, you have guts walking into this house in merely this naughty piece underneath that ugly brown coat.” Rindou chuckled lowly, sitting on the nearby L-shaped leather sofa. “You’re quite lucky the butler even let you in despite the strange choice of clothing.”

The few buttons of his white sleeve polo were undone as he watched you two carefully. Glass of Dalmore 62 whiskey forgotten. Purple irises opting to drink in the way the flesh of your ass bounced as your glistening pussy folds split apart for his older brother’s cock. Ran’s harsh grunts and your soft moanings are the only music filling the four corners of the bedroom. Unable to get past the soundproof walls. This was far more entertaining to watch than to hear the old men in the drawing room ramble about numbers and asked about marriage over cigars and wine.

At least you were here to keep them entertained, getting to have their tips wet with your sweet slick that they have both been craving since the first meeting. And to think you paraded yourself as another innocent girl who buries themselves in books, only to be the same bitch who

“Ah, sweet doll, you love fuckin’ my cock, eh?” Ran groaned, head slightly leaned back and lower lip stuck between teeth. Hissing at how tight your searing walls were squeezing him. Milking his long cock for that fertile cum that was sure to knock you up if you weren’t on the pill. “Best fucking gift ever. Wouldn't mind having this pussy for myself.”

At that statement, Rindou frowned slightly. “I thought we’re sharing?” Standing up, the younger Haitani approached with pinched brows but there was still a hint of a smile on his lips. “After all, two dicks are better than one for such a slut like her. Am I right, angel?” The grin on Rindou’s face grew wider upon seeing you unable to say a coherent word, too dazed at the feeling of Ran’s cock stretching your walls to a point you were drooling. Nails digging crescent moons into the older Haitani’s shoulder as you struggled to connect your thoughts. It was as if your brain was merely working on having your hips continue to bounce, eager to reach that blindingly delicious high that Ran wasn’t keen on giving you right away. Mouth parting to merely let stammering syllables or pants slip by, it was quite a delectable sight for the two of them indeed.

If anything, they would rather be graced with the image of you sprawled out on their bed, naked all day and prepared to take their cocks—dripping with precum from the red angry tip all the way down to the base of it.

“Look at her, having trouble gathering her thoughts.” Ran cooed, lifting his hand to graze your hips and the dips of your back that was slightly damp with sweat. “Fucking perfect for us, huh? We shouldn’t really waste our time, right Rindou? Where else could we find such an obedient whore than her?”

At the mention of the dates both of your parents set up, Rindou couldn’t help but snicker. “Honestly, what would be the look on their faces once they find out we skipped everything and went straight to fucking this pussy—probably fucking hilarious.” The mewl you elicited once the younger Haitani’s fingers made contact with your puffy clit had brothers’ cocks twitching in pure delight. “Shit.”

“M-more—please! Wanna cum…” Words bordering between a sob and a moan, you leaned down to plant a desperate kiss on Ran’s lips to sway his goal in edging you before you yelp when Rindou fisted your hair to meet his as well. You knew this was an awful idea from the start, especially when you tossed the proposal of making the birthday celebrant have his way with you. Ran and Rindou, in the few months you’ve known them since your mother decided to introduce you to the prestigious family, were stubborn as mules. A huge contrast to the image they were making the world see. Indeed, far from the prince charming the ladies were dubbing them as. Once they set their eyes on something, they were fucking adamant to get it and that includes you.

“Yeah? Wanna cum already pretty?”

“Beg nicely and Ran will let you.”

Capturing their attention and earning their affection was a feat you were not expecting to receive at all, but boy was it welcomed.

It was better to have them drilling their dicks into you than declaring you as their public enemy. Plus, they weren’t the assholes you despised to the bone when in bed. Because in the art of intimacy and carnal desires, the Haitani brothers were on another level than the guys you’ve met back in college. They were fucking better and they knew this.

“P-please—shit, ah… please let me cum!” Whining into Ran’s ear, your whole body was quivering in relief at the soft command coming from the man beneath you. Your pitched moans muffled by Rindou’s fingers suddenly shoved into your parted mouth. The thighs of Ran were slathered with sweat, your juices whereas your pussy folds were the same except they were coated with his milky essence now dripping down to stain the Indian carpet. Blood pumping in your ears, you failed to pick up Rindou’s inquiry of whether he can fuck you next or together with the birthday boy.

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