#tokyo rev imagines

[okkalo]

“share, you asshole,” you groaned, tugging the blanket towards yourself. despite your attempt, the blanket barely budged, your boyfriend’s heavy and much stronger body keeping the warmth to himself.

ran groaned, showing he was upset with the ruckus you were currently causing as he turned further so his back was fully towards you. along the way, the blanket burrowed itself further under his body, making it so that it was near impossible to steal.

“ran! stop being a brat!” you continued to complain, making sure to be loud so that he couldn’t just ignore you.

“shut up,” he whined right back, nuzzling further into his pillow.

you huffed through your nose, cursing the cold room around you and your sleepy boyfriend in front of you. you sat still for a second, your eyes struggling to stay open as you found the darkness around you trying to lull you to sleep. in the stillness, you thought of an idea.

you shook the bed lightly as you crawled over the mountain of the man in front of you, your foot digging to pave a way between him and the blanket. ran could only smirk, holding back his laugh as you wiggled your way in between him and the blanket, your body closer than ever. after minutes of struggle, you managed to sandwich yourself between the two piles of warmth, a rough sigh leaving your lips.

“you that desperate to love me?” he teased in a sleepy voice, looking down as you snuggled into his chest. you couldn’t help but think you played right into his hands at his smug expression and the way he hugged you impossibly closer.

“shut up, you blanket hog.”

[ageingfangirl2]

Imagine Being Bonten's Receptionist (Bonten x F Reader) - Tokyo Revengers

FIRST DAY/INTRODUCTIONS

Bonten is Tokyo's most notorious crime syndicate but has an office like any respectable business. even if it was a front. Each member had an office, there were a couple of meeting rooms, and they even had other staff who like you were sworn to secrecy or face deadly consequences. The pay was better than any other place you'd interviewed at, and the hours were reasonable, but you were expected to be flexible if needed to come in early or stay later.

The reception area had a few sofas and tables, and your counter was the first thing you saw when you got off the lift. You couldn't actually enter the offices behind you unless you had a key card or you buzzed them in. It would be quite lonely out here on your own or so you thought.

Hajime Kokonoi had hired you, he said it was because you looked trustworthy, and of course, you made a joke that he'd probably had your background checked. He told you to your face he had and you were the most worthy applicant. When you pushed for more he sealed his lips. On your first day, he put a very nice vase of flowers on the reception counter stating it gave the place more life, but it was a bouquet of your favourite flowers. So you thanked him and he said it was nothing, even though a couple of flowers had to be imported. You heard he was stingy with money.

You were typing away when Takeomi Akashi walked out of the offices with an unlit cigarette between his lips not noticing your presence, because he was busy cussing the lighter that wasn't working. 'Excuse me, let me help you,' you call out, grab the lighter from your bag and walk over to him. 'Who are you?' he asks confused, and you explain as you light the cigarette. 'Thank you, you smoke?' he enquires and you shake your head, and explain your friends do and on nights out you'd rather them come to you than a stranger. 'Smart girl, never smoke.' Takeomi now knew who to come to when his lighter wouldn't work.

Kakucho walks out of the lift on his phone, 'good morning,' you say politely. The poor man jumps out of his skin and nearly drops his phone on the marble floor. You apologise profusely for scaring him and his face gets a little redder the more you talk to him. It's not lost on you that he's not so subtly checking you out, in fact, you find it kind of cute when he should be intimidating. 'Nice to meet you, err I have to go,' he stutters and makes a quick escape into the offices. At the end of the day, he introduces himself properly, telling you if you need anything you can call him. It had been a while since a guy had given you his number.

Word spread by lunchtime about the new hire and that's when you met the Haitani brothers Ran and Rindou. Hajime had warned you to be on your guard, you were innocent and the brothers would try to taint you. 'hello beautiful, I have a reason to come into the office more now,' Ran croons, leaning over the counter staring at you with lustful eyes. You sit up straight, 'it's nice to meet you, but nothing's going to happen.' Ran looks hurt while his brother laughs, 'Maybe you're not as much of a charmer as you think brother. Call me Rindou.' and you're shocked when he takes your hand and kisses it. You would almost believe he was a gentleman if he didn't have the same lustful eyes as his brother. You smile and remove your hand from his, 'I don't know what game you two are playing but it won't be easy. I've been warned.' the brothers exchange a look and huff, 'Koko,' they say in unison. You nod and go back to your computer. Little did you know that your rejection ignited a challenge between the brothers to see who could win you over first.

After the Haitani brothers, you thought you'd be left alone but there were a couple of cocky male employees who thought they could flash expensive suits and watches while being drenched in overpowering cologne. Unlike the brothers these two immediately violated your personal space making you feel uncomfortable, 'can you leave me alone please?' you ask, 'get away from me,' you insist. One of the men goes to grab your arm 'Know your place bitch--' when he's grabbed himself and thrown backwards. Kanji Mochizuki stands guard in front of you, 'the lady said no, just wait until the boss here's about this.' Then men scurry off scared by the threat. He turns to face you with a warm smile, 'Sorry about that, they won't cause you any more problems. Give me a shout if anyone else makes you feel uncomfortable.' you weren't quite sure what to make of him, but you just got your second number of the day.

Hajime or Koko as he told you to call him asked you to stay late to accept a parcel for another member. This is where you met Bonten's no.2 Haruchiyo Sanzu and the leader Manjiro Sano. You were taken aback seeing Sanzu covered in blood while Mikey didn't seem to have a single scratch on him, both looked equally intimidating and you didn't want to get on either of their bad sides. You gulp and look down at the parcel you'd not long signed for seeing it was addressed to Sanzu, 'good evening I have a parcel for Haruchiyo Sanzu.' both men stare at you, Sanzu looks manic while Mikey looks bored. 'Thank you, lovely lady, pink looks good on you,' Sanzu chuckles and takes the parcel before skipping into the office. You brush imaginary creases off your light pink blouse, 'well I guess I'll be going then, have a good night sir,' you pick up your bag, turn off the monitor and stand up noticing Mikey hadn't moved his eyes from you, 'are you okay sir?' you ask. He blinks a couple of times, 'Yes, get home safe,' you nod and press the lift button, feeling a little uneasy having Mikey continue to stare at you.

When you returned to your apartment you threw yourself on the bed thinking about your interesting first day of work, and all the Bonten members you'd interacted with. This was going to be an interesting job.

[sunaluv]

GIVE ME YOUR LOVIN'

someone's looking at you looking at him

feat: connie & eren, wakasa & shinichiro

CONNIE & EREN

connie watched curiously as you laughed at whatever it was eren said to you. you threw your head back and cackled as your unfiltered laughter was heard over the music. ironically enough, you had that same, unashamed laughter when he fell for you. every time he thinks about how he fell in love with you, he finds himself covering his cheeks like a bashful little school girl.

he can't really blame eren for getting to you first, he had only told sasha, ymir and historia about his little crush on you. and you were so attractive in your own way, it was a matter of time before someone else would make their move on you. ‘yeah,’ he convinces himself, ‘if i had acted first, maybe she would be laughing at my jokes right now.’

connie had been so deep in his thoughts, he hadn't even noticed you approaching the kitchen island he was sat at.

"you alright, con?" he felt a blush coming on at the sound of your voice. "what'cha thinkin' about?"

maybe it was the remnants of alcohol in his system, but he swore you've been looking at him a little differently lately, like there was a hint of lust in your eyes.

he cleared his throat, calming himself down. "nothin' really," he wiped his hands on his jeans. "what've you been up to?"

he listened intently as you told him about the past week, about the pile of assignments you've been neglecting and the girls trip you went on recently (he smiled as you whipped your phone out, swiping through albums and he had to act like he hadn't seen the ones you uploaded on your finsta). he had to hold back the hurt on his face whenever you mentioned eren though.

time seemed to pass whenever he talked with you. he found himself genuinely interested in what you had to say, and became more of a listener than a talker when the two of you conversed.

jean elbowed eren, nodding towards the two of you chatting by the counter. "you ever noticed how con looks at your girl?"

eren looked between jean and the pair of you, shrugging his shoulders. "no? how does he?"

"like he wants her," he laughed at the glare eren shot him. "my sources have told me that he's had a crush on her before you two started talking."

eren was silent, taking a sip of his drink. jean would've probably considered what he meant, but a call of his name from the bros at the beer pong table managed to grab his attention. with a heavy pat on eren's shoulder, he left the said boy alone with this newfound information.

old eren would've pulled the two of you up on it immediately or caused a giant scene which was sure to embarrass the three of you. but since getting to know you, he had become a calmer person, more rational even. instead of storming over to the kitchen, he decided to let you be. he trusted you, and you obviously trusted him as you already told him about you and connie when you started getting serious.

he let connie get a feel of what it was like to be with you, just for tonight. it was as far as he was going to get anyway.

SHINICHIRO & WAKASA

sometimes, when you come into the bike shop with your cheery greeting, wakasa likes to pretend you came for him, despite the fact you greeted everyone.

he likes to daydream about you prancing in your summer dresses which heavily contrasted his oil-stained overalls tied at his waist. he likes to daydream about you scolding him about overworking himself, your pretty, plump lips drawing into a pout complaining about 'how you'll forget about me one day...'

to which he'd respons with 'you know i never would' before hissing that pout away.

yeah... this man was in deep.

instead, he nodded his head at you as he passed, to which you reciprocated with a smile of your own. the faint scent of your perfume hypnotised him, his eyes following your figure as you lovingly embraced your boyfriend, shinichiro, who was tinkering away at his own bike.

the slithers of conversation he could grasp closely resembled the ones he has with you in his daydream, he sometimes gets scared someone can read his thoughts.

with a heavy sigh, he tore his gaze from his leader and his girl, putting the finishing touches on the automobile in front of him.

--

wakasa didn't imagine this to be the first time he got to really embrace you.

"it'll be okay," he spoke your name tenderly, drawing small circles into your arm. "we'll all look after you for as long as you need, alright? we all know how much shin adored you."

at the mention of his name, your cries grew harsher and louder. you squeezed at his waist harder, burying your face in his chest as if to take out all of your hurt on him.

"what will i do, wakasa?" his heart shattered at the defeated look on your face. "my boyfriend is dead..."

wakasa was stuck. he didn't know how to console you right now, not when he was feeling so guilty for thinking about your flushed body against his whilst you were crying over his late leader.

so he said nothing, letting you fall into him once more. he only hoped takeomi would get to your place soon, anyone other than him would probably be a better support system for you right now.

takeomi arrived shortly after, a fruit basket and other comfort items with him, along with his condolences. you told the boys you were going to lie down, giving wakasa the chance to excuse himself from you.

the two of the stood in your kitchen, speaking in hushed terms.

"you're such an asshole for what you're doing, ya know?"

"i know," wakasa breathed out. "...i know."

"shinichiro died, wakasa."

"i said i know, damn it!" he finally looked up at takeomi, a mix of rage, guilt and disgust swirling in his eyes. his eyes widened as he lowered his volume.

"boss left her in our care," takeomi breathed out. "do you really think it's wise to do what you're doing?"

whether or not it was a rhetorical question, wakasa did not answer. the silence mixed with with the tense mood left the air heavier than usual.

wakasa knew he still held strong feelings for you and it seems others are starting to catch on as well. thus he had to distance himself from you and let you grieve shinichiro properly.

[sanjisboyfie]

draken would be the best boyfriend. without a doubt. in all aspects.

the way he very fondly calls you "his" in public, as well as anything like that, "my boy," "my boyfriend," etc etc....its so endearing to see this absolute tower of a man just smile in the most innocent way and proudly saying, "oh, can't hang out tonight, my man's keeping me home to watch some shitty movies."

draken's casual dominance is something that really shines through. how many times he's pulled you in closer in crowded rooms by your waist. how many times he's guided you through said crowded rooms by the small of your back. but if it gets really hard to maneuver out of those places, he allows you to either hold onto his hand or his pant's belt loops as he guides you through - with the size of him, the crowd usually disperses in a straight line for him to walk through, thus making it easy for you to follow after him.

or, how he leans down however far he needs to in order for him to clearly hear you if you're in a noisy enviornment. and he goads you into repeating what you said with a smirk and, "no, no, c'mon, babe, i'm listening,"

he is so fucking annoying when it comes to kissing or public affection. not that he shys away from it or even minds, it's the way he purposely uses his height to taunt you. makes you really get on your tippy toes for a kiss, a smirk plastered on his face the entire time you're struggling. or, if he really wants to aggravate you, just completely engulfs your body with his. he hugs you from the back, cages you in his arms, and leaves you almost completely immobile and makes you only be able to move if he does. childish and taunting shit he does that's - kind of really cute and endearing, but draken won't let you walk down the street freely without his 6'1 self completely restricting your bodily movements.

has the most smitten look in his eyes when you do anything. bro is your no.1 fan and isn't ashamed to make it obvious. you could be just ordering your coffee at the counter and he puts his arm around your shoulder and leans into you while saying with a cheesy smile, "my boyfriend's just the cutest, isn't he?" and of course the barista has to agree because, "what do you mean you don't think my boyfriend's the cutest? you wanna explain that to me before i really send your ass flying, bastard?"

really treasures alone time with you. his life is hectic and he just wants to soak in any time he gets with you, just being with you. will hold you close in private moments, his head buried in your neck and shoulder, murmuring about, "i missed my boy all day," with a tired sigh and steady breaths, trying to take in all of your scent.

it's in those moments draken looks undeniably so much smaller than he really is. the way he looks as if he wants your entire presence to swallow him whole - at least, if that happened, he could just stay with you forever. it's the way he is completely buried in your arms, torso, and neck that makes him look so fragile. he's probably spent the whole day catering to other people's needs and following others orders that when he gets home, he just needs you to recharge and really calm down from his hectic schedule.

[lxvebun]

overflowing love

synopsis: just the boys doting on you

content: soft!Hanma/Rindou/Ran x gender neutral reader. fluff. kissing. consensual waking up by kisses. neck kisses. some canon violence but not towards reader. slightly possessive boys. Use of nicknames pretty baby/angel and sweetheart. let me know if I missed anything.

dark blogs, k!nk blogs and ed blogs do not interact. I will knock your teeth in. Its not hard to respect someones boundaries when it comes to this

୨୧Hanma Shuji

Everyone can see it, the way Shuji softens around you. It's honestly quite funny to see him switch up so quickly once you enter his vicinity. From sitting around with a bored look in his eyes and stern voice throwing around orders (or brutal insults) to physically lighting up, a small smile adorning his face as he makes a grabby hand at you, silently asking you to come into his arms.

"Just need my pretty baby to keep me company, you'll do that for me wont you?" he asks as he pulls you comfortably into his lap, and how could you deny him when his pretty golden eyes are filled with so much love and adoration, while his fingers are tracing heart shapes onto your waist and his lips are pressing soft kisses to your cheek and neck?

It doesn't matter what he was doing before you came in, or who is in the room with him, when Hanma sees you everything else leaves his mind and he's entirely focused on you and your needs. Do you need him? Did you just want to see him? Are you hungry? He can take you out for some food. Do you want to leave? He'll stop the meeting right now!

Some subordinates aren't the biggest fan of Hanma's tendencies when it comes to you, but after what happened the first time someone called him out for it, even going as far to directly insult you about it, no one dares to say anything anymore, or look at you for that measure.

If anyone has a problem with him and his pretty angel and dares to open their mouths about it, that's brave, meet him behind the building and he'll show them exactly why people call him God of Death.

୨୧Haitani Rindou

Rindou has a staring problem. More specifically a problem with staring at you.  Often you catch him looking at you, chin resting on the palm of his hands, blush on his cheeks and little hearts floating around in his eyes, as if he's admiring and studying a painting.

It's not even something he does on purpose. Of course he enjoys looking at his sweetheart, don't get me wrong, But more often than not it's something he does entirely subconscious.

When some of the other executives are over at his place, be it for a meeting or to hangout, his brain randomly decides that he's done with whatever conversation he was having and instead opts to admire you. Just you being you is far more interesting than whatever Sanzu's brabbeling on about.

He enjoys looking at you what more can I say, and can you blame him? Every time he looks at you, warmth spreads throughout his entire body and he falls in love all over again. Every scar and every mole is absolutely gorgeous to him. The way your eyes reflect the moonlight, the way the sun kisses your skin, god it awakens butterflies in him. If you told him you were an angel send down from heaven to watch over him, he would believe it.

No one holds his heart the way you do. Please, treat it gently.

୨୧haitani Ran

It's quite impressive how in tune Ran is with your well being. He picks up on the slightest shifts in your moods, the tone of your voice and expressions. If you're feeling even a tiny bit down, rest assured, Ran knows. He has now made it his life's mission to make you show that pretty smile to him again.

You're the love of his life. He wants nothing more than for you to be happy and taken care of and he's taken it upon himself to do just that. As much as Ran likes being taken care of, enjoying trips to the salon for his hair, getting massages after fights, he adores taking care of you. It's soothing for him as well. He brings hellfire down on people every day. There isn't a day that passes by where he doesn't spit out vile threats or use his trusty baton. So knowing you're safe, relaxed and happy because of him makes him feel a bit more humane

Disrupting his beauty sleep so he can prepare breakfast for you and press kisses to your pretty face as to wake you up instead of that god awful alarm? Tiny sacrifices really, but it's completely worth it seeing that sleepy smile of yours as you pat the spot next to you, silently asking him to come back to bed. And who is he to deny you? if anything it gives him the opportunity to hold you in his arms and feed you bites of breakfast( it makes his heart flutter really

Putting cups on the highest shelf in the cupboard so he has a reason to pick you up? Very amusing to him<3(menace)

Whatever problem you're having, Ran will do his best to solve it, no matter how big or small it is. Be it wrapping you in blankets and holding you in his arms as you cry on his shoulder. Or pay a visit to a creep that doesn't quite understand the gates of hell he opened when they made you uncomfortable.

He was put on this earth to love you, he's certain about that and he will go above and beyond to make sure he's doing a good job at it.

thank you for reading bunnies!<3

[fattuccini-afraido]

Chifuyu: The ocean is soup.

Takemicchi:

Takemicchi: Do elaborate.

Chifuyu: What's needed for something to be soup?

Takemicchi: umm, water, salt, some sort of vegetable, and personally, I prefer meat in mine.

Chifuyu: *tilts head*

Takemicchi: The ocean is soup.

Chifuyu: The ocean is soup.

[kamig4mes]

I love you ★ tokrev pov!

#pov: How they react when you say "I love you".

★ warnings: nothing in general, this is just fun!, fluff, love words, love confession, humor bc why not?

"i love you too!" (chifuyu, shinichiro, mickey)

"me too" (draken, kakucho, mitsuya, inui, takeomi, terano)

"ew, feelings" (rindou, kisaki, sanzu, wakasa)

"to me?" (takemichi, hakkai, pehyan, kazutora, angry)

"i love me" (hanma, taiju, ran, kokonoi, izana)

"what is that?" (baji, smiley, pahchin)

©2024 ／ ENJOY ♡ — heyo again! I love this type of dynamic! I laugh so much writing them hahahha. Thank u for all!

[koishiro]

Hi hi hi could I request a dating Shion Madarame mood board? I see so little rom content of him but he's just a silly guy and I love him

Dating Shion Madarame <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : it makes me sad with how little rom content there is abt him :( I honestly need this relationship energy so bad—

[buccini555]

𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 - 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

⿻ Helping your boyfriend with a morning "problem"

⌕ I m a g i n e s!

↻ 𝑭𝒕. Shinichiro Sano

tw: explicit words, mention of morning sex, unprotected sex, petnames (love, baby, bunny) "daddy" words like slut and bitch, a little aggressiveness(shini is a sweetheart and a perverted at the same time), blowjob... I think it's over?

𝟎𝟕:𝟎𝟎 𝐀𝐌 — "Baby? Mmm~ Baby? Are you awake?" Shinichiro subtly stroked your hair while you slept, making you wake up instantly.

"What's wrong, Shini? Did something happen?" You turned to him, questioning why the brunette woke you up so early for no apparent reason.

Shinichiro and gave you a small kiss, without you expecting it, he just increased the intensity of the kiss. "I-I have a little "problem", which only you can solve..." He said, pulling away a little and looking at you with those bright black eyes.

"What? Are you feeling something Baby? Shini-" He interrupted your worried speech, grabbing your hand from under the blankets and placing it on top of his pants, making you feel how excited he was. "Did you feel it? That's my problem... I didn't want to wake you up to solve this, but I couldn't resist." The older said embarrassedly, you had moved a lot that night, and all that movement made Shinichiro so excited. You opened a subtle smile, that wasn't a problem for you, but you would love to solve it. "Were you embarrassed to tell me how excited I make you? Silly..." You whispered in his ear, placing your hand inside his pants, with careful movements, making him let out a small sigh. "I think I have a problem for you too, bunny." Pulling it over you, you said without thinking twice, Shinichiro was even more excited by your attitude, so he just put your underwear aside and started to solve your problem, he was also gentle in his movements, even going deeper and deeper inside you.

"F-fuck, Fuck! this is the best way to wake up!" He said amidst some sighs and moans, you just held him tight, making him go even deeper, You took his hand and placed it on your neck, making him squeeze you gently, you liked to tease him, Shinichiro loved it when you behaved like a slut. "Who's your daddy, lil bitch?" He asked with each thrust, making you blush. "I-it’s me, S-hini..." You responded while he made everything even more intense, his problem wouldn't take long to be resolved, so he wanted to enjoy every second inside your pussy.

"You're not a disgusting bitch, so I know you'll want to..." He said before gently pulling out of you, making you swallow his cum. "Y-yes baby girl, take everything..."

[srslyscary]

tr boys with a hispanic!mom headcanons

| Contents: General headcanons SFW , reader is written as you, mom reader

for the sake of this everyone is alive, izana and mikey live together, you’re a single mother. (idk how many times I’ve had to redo this entire post bc my tumblr would decide to be a total bitch and mess up the entire writing process.)

Including: mikey, takemichi, draken, haitani brothers

Manjiro Sano

# he’s SOMEWHAT of a good kid, he’s just a little trouble maker in the house.

# constantly fighting with izana and you’re the only one who can break them up. shinichiro and emma both try but the it never get through their big skulls.

# you stand in front of mikey with a look that practically says “I’m gonna pop you if you don’t behave” and he straightens himself up real quick.

# he’s not afraid of anyone but his mom, and not because you’re mean or anything— you’re one of the most fun moms ever according to him. you’re rarely strict with him and let him have his friends over. he’s just afraid because when you’re pissed off, you’re pissed off as FUCK. and that means everyone in the house is gonna get a lecture over the smallest things.

# threaten to get the wooden spoon and take away his sweets— that wakes him up straight away in the morning.

# mikey cant speak spanish, but he understands it well. he’s your translator when you guys are both out together, at the store or with some friends. there is no language barrier to be truly honest, he understands that you are more comfortable speaking in your native language and as his mother he makes sure you don’t feel like you have to force yourself to speak japanese.

# if you’re more comfortable speaking both and you can fluently speak them, then by all means do it. he can’t really stop you since you’re his parent.

# his only chore in the house is to wash the dishes. he’s too lazy to do anything else. you’re a fun mom so at times you don’t really make him do anything else. he washes the dishes effectively either way so win win.

# when he was younger, coming home from the dojo always tired him out (even if it didn’t show to anyone). he was always a laid back kid. so you make him his favorite food and prepare a little bubble bath for him, which he enjoys.

# his hair is always silky because of the hair products you buy. you take the time to brush his hair because as a mother you enjoy it. his hair always smells nice after he washes it because he uses the coconut leave in cream you bought him.

# has never once gotten a real attitude with you. he’s always respectful and thinks it’s rude when he says something with a bad tone. he will immediately apologize, and hug you.

# he loves to sleep as a teen because when he was younger you always took naps with him. when he was tired and you weren’t, he would always ask for you to help him go to sleep.

# takes spanish lessons everyday so that he can hopefully learn to speak your language.

# one time you took all of the kids to your home town, and they LOVED it. shinichiro was a total kid when it came to your home town. he’s been here 2 times before when izana was only a baby. and Izana doesn’t remember much but he loved it either way. mikey and emma loved it so much that they begged to stay.

# you remind him that if he skips school he’ll be grounded for as long as he lives.

# overall 9/10 kid, except for the times when he’s picking fights with izana.

Takemichi Hanagaki

# he’s totally a good kid, always does his chores. never has an attitude.

# he cried for everything as a baby, you couldn’t even put him down.

# he also can’t speak spanish, but he understands it well! he’s also your translator when you’re in public.

# brings home a’s and b’s and when you see his grades you congratulate him with a big smile and some cake.

# you actually can’t say congratulations, or refrigerator. in japanese OR English. he attempts not to laugh when you mess it up.

# you took him on a drive with his uncle through the woods. your brother was teaching his nephew how to hunt deer. that’s the first time he didn’t eat meat for dinner.

# AN ONLY CHILD, after giving birth to him you decided one was enough. you were not trying to be greedy and so was your deadbeat husband.. apparently he thought 0 was enough. he left so why does he matter 🤷🏻‍♀️

# he gets scolded for forgetting to wash his dirty shirts, and leaving his dirty underwear everywhere. his only problem is laundry in the house.

# you taught him spanish before he started middle school, and his accent is somewhat off but either way the words go perfectly.

# surprisingly (not really) he’s never gotten popped by you! he’s been a decent kid and baby.

# bottle baby, not a boobie baby. after 3 months of being breastfed you tried the bottle way and he stuck with it ever since.

# he will only invite Chifuyu over, sometimes he will bring Peke J over. I’ve never seen a hispanic mother or father own a cat, so you really didn’t know what to think of the cat.

# he loves listening to spanish music, he loves daddy yankee and is not afraid to say it aloud.

# enjoys eating sweet plantains and mofongo.

# favorite song from your playlist is “Danza Kuduro by Don Omar”

# HE LOVES TAMARINDOS, he’ll ask every chance he gets to buy some. he eats them until he gets those little tastebud bumps and his tongue starts to sting.

# his hair also has a beautiful texture because of the products you buy.. also he gels his hair as a teen with “Suavecito Pomade”.. 😭

# you also take the time to brush his hair for him, it’s really pretty and almost like the texture of your hair.

# when he’s sick he genuinely hates when you tell him that putting on Vix Vapo Rub will help him feel better. he’ll be like “mom I’m sick can I stay home today?” and you’ll be like “No, no te quedarás en casa. Ve a tomar un medicamento y ponte Vix! (no you’re not staying home. go take some medicine and get the vix!)”

# overall 10/10 kid. you don’t have many problems with him.

Ken Ryuguji (Draken)

# you’re so surprised on how this boy grew so tall. his father was around 5,9 and you’re probably around 5’6. so how in the hell is this kid 6’1?

# he’s a great kid, he’s constantly respectful and does all his chores, he even goes out of the way to do extra whenever you’re tired.

# also an only child, but he loves it because it means less stress put upon you. he does all the groceries and cooks in the house as a thank you for always taking care of him as a single mother with NO help whatsoever.

# constantly tells you how he’s proud to be your son.

# he speaks fluent spanish, no language barrier whatsoever! he learned japanese first in school but learns to understand and speak spanish at home. he thinks it’s more efficient if he can do both.

# he brings over the founding members of toman a lot, and you let him. he’s a really good kid and you’re proud of him.

# you found out how him and mikey became friends and you scolded him for 2 weeks straight. mikey snickered watching his friend get scolded.

# the type of kid you had to tell to fix his face because he looked pissed off all the time.

# never acted up outside the house, he was presentable all the time.

# you’ve only threatened him a couple of times to be quiet by saying “callate” while him and his friends were over.

# you’re a fun mom in his opinion, he never feels bored at home because you’ve always got something new waiting for him at home.

# all his friends feel at home when they’re at your house, they all call you mom as well.

# although he loves his mom, when he got to the age of driving he hated that you were in the car with him. you were fine with him driving a motorcycle, because when you were younger your family always took rides on four wheelers and small motor bikes. but when it comes to a car, even you have to be careful with your child.

# he’s not allowed to have baji over when you’re not in the house. baji has a tendency to set things on fire when you’re gone. the last time it happened the kitchen almost burned down because he tried to make eggs on his own. he managed to burn WATER, apparently said from draken.

# when he overworks himself in the house you don’t bother to scold him because you know he is constantly working hard for you. you’re proud of the type of kid he turned out to be.

# also likes tamarindos, enjoy cracking the shell and enjoying the sour and sweet taste it has.

# he likes farruko to be honest. 105 F Remix is his favorite song.

# draken likes to do his own hair now. but when he was younger you wouldn’t let him wear his hair in a ponytail because you though he was cute with it out.

# when he got a tattoo and shaved the side of his hair you were astonished as to where the idea even came from. but you thought it was really nice, you just warned him to tell you next time he did something like that.

# overall 10/10 kid. you love him with your heart. and he loved his very fun hispanic mother.

Haitani Brothers (Ran & Rindou)

# ran was the problem child out of the two of them. you constantly had to scold him on skipping school.

# rindou wasnt that much of a bad kid, only when he took after his brother did you really start scolding him.

# ran was the type of kid to get popped on the arm or head when he misbehaved in public. while rindou was the type of kid to get his ear pulled.

# with those two you had to bring your wooden spoon EVERYWHERE. because when one little monkey sees and does something, the other one sees it too and does the same thing.

# rindou was the only one out of them both to attempt to learn Spanish, so he can speak and understand it. ran is a lazy ass child so he doesn’t understand it or speak it whatsoever. luckily you know japanese and speak it to him whenever you’re scolding him.

# both of them are scared of you when you’re pissed off because both of them are in for it. the slightest thing that ticks you off will set the entire bomb of your anger off and now their in for hours upon hours of your yelling.

# they better get to doing chores and cleaning their room when your mad because those two will never hear the end of it if they don’t do something you like.

# when you realized both of them started causing trouble around town— and when I mean trouble, i mean picking fights with older guys at the ages of 12 and 13— they got their asses handled.

# when they got sent to juvie for causing a guys death, you visited them everyday. you expressed how disappointed you were with them, and that you couldn’t believe that they took it this far.

# they both hated that you were disappointed in them and made their hearts shatter. the look you gave them while shaking your head and mumbling in spanish almost brought them to tears. you? ashamed of them? how could this happen?

# they were picky eaters as kids, they didn’t like to eat plain white rice or anything that was unseasoned. they loved when you made pork chops and yellow rice and beans, it was like their favorite meal. they asked for it every night, and when you told them you had already made it they would start pouting.

# they’re not allowed to have any friends over, they all scare you. you’ve threatened to call the police on them because one of them was smoking in your house.

# they went to church with you a lot when they were younger. as teens now, they use the phrase “en el nombre del padre hijo y del espíritu santo” before they knock someone out cold while fighting. if they manage to leave a gruesome scene they say “amen” every time.

# rindou wears glasses while ran wears contacts. ran hates wearing his glasses you bought him so he got his own contacts. rindou couldn’t care less and wore his glasses. everytime they wake up and forget to wear either of them, you laugh when they run into something or can’t read something.

# they’ve never actually had attitudes with you, they’re usually respectful.

# they get their tempers from you. and their little sassy stances are from you too.

# ran enjoys even now when you brush his hair. you were always the one to braid it when he was younger.

# rindou also hates when you tell him to put on Vix Vapo Rub when he’s sick. he doesn’t like the smell of it, it burns his nose.

# one time when they were both around 2 and 3, they accidentally got into the jar of grease while you were in the shower. they were both sitting in their play pens and you had accidentally left out the baby cream and grease you were previously using to put on them after they showered first.

# when you came out of the shower they were covered in grease and were all shiny. both of the boy’s hair was sticky with grease. thank god they didn’t put it in their mouths.

# they enjoy going out with you as teens, the scared looks everyone gives them as they walk carefree through the stores while you have no idea why everyone is staring.

# it’s hard for them to do chores on their own time because all they do is lounge around or leave the house.

# overall 8/10 kids. the only issues you have with them is the behavior outside of the house as teens.

[movedtolilmouzee]

Hello! I hope your doing well, and uh I'd like to request on how bonten would react to an s/o who has like a TON of plushies? Like there are plushies on the bed, shelves, desks and all. You don't have to do all of them tho

Take care!

𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔬𝔯 ℌ𝔞𝔱𝔢?...

Mikey wouldn't even be fazed by them, honestly he won't even notice them. Mikey would be more surprised about how much time you've spent on collecting them, he can't really get behind the entire idea of spending so much effort on something, he doesn't mind it just as long as it makes you happy. Mikey is honestly used to things such as this because of emma.

Sanzu finds them cute and plays with them like dolls. The moment he stepped into your room and saw the amount of stuffed plushes and animals you had, he couldn't help himself when grabbing two and making them act like superheros and villains fighting each other. Sanzu would absolutely try taking the cutest ones or even the limited ones. Either get ready for a war or to show sanzu where you got half your collection from.

Kokonoi understands having a collection of something and offers to pay for any others you want. It could be the most expensive, biggest, smallest, or limited plush and he'd want to buy it for you. Send him a photo of what you want and it'd be on your bed in an hour.

Once Kakucho sees how many you have and how little space you have wanted to get you another room so you could keep growing your collection. Kakucho settled for building you a few more shelves that could hold the bigger plushes that you have.

Rindou acts like he doesn't care about them and doesn't even know that they exist but he almost immediately gets interested and fascinated by their names and stories they come with, and what you've come up with. Rindou will never admit it to you and will take this information to his grave but just know anytime you have a new one he will 100% be happy to hear all about it.

Ran is typical ran. He almost immediately asked if you named one after him, if you say yes for your own sake he will never let it go. Ran has no shame in being jealous that you cuddle with them at night instead of him. Please don't try and cuddle with ran and a plush at the same time, this man will literally throw a tantrum, throw the poor plush on the ground and make you give him like 50 kisses to "make" it up to him. He's annoying.

Mochi was honestly a little startled when he first saw, he thought you were joking when you mentioned how many plushes you had. Mochi did grow to love your plushes though, he finds then adore and doesn't mind buying you more for the fun of it.

Takeomi found it silly at first but seeing how happy you were he never said anything and found himself looking at some he could buy to surprise you with. He doesn't understand why you love them so much but he likes the challenge of finding new ones for you.

[okkalo]

winter with rindou haitani consists of lazy morning kisses

winter with rindou haitani consists of matching pj pants

winter with rindou haitani consists of him admiring you while you’re busy watching your breath fog outside

winter with rindou haitani consists of him holding your hand in the pocket of his jacket to keep you close and warm

winter with rindou haitani consists of you giggling at the whipped cream mustache his hot chocolate left behind

winter with rindou haitani consists of nights you’ve persuaded him to spend at home, watching movies with you, instead of at the club

winter with rindou haitani consists of him taking you to see pretty sights while also making sure to keep you warm

winter with rindou haitani consists of baking nights (he complains the entire time but he secretly loves it)

winter with rindou haitani consists of him waking you up just to take you on a coffee date to a cafe you desperately wanted to visit

winter with rindou haitani consists of kisses under the snowfall, both of your guys’ cold hands cupping each other’s cheeks

[ageingfangirl2]

You Can't Hurt Me! Haruchiyo Sanzu (Tokyo Revengers)

You work in a coffee shop, another day of being bored and fake smiling at customers, until a pink-haired man comes crashing through the window and meets his match. Sanzu x Reader (Bonten Timeline)

'Only two more hours until I can close this place,' you mutter under your breath, leaning on the counter with your hands on your face.

Your eyes roam lazily over the scattered handful of customers in the coffee shop. A loved-up couple in the corner huddled together whispering and blushing, a few businessmen and women tapping away at their phones, and a wannabe writer who practically lives here. All day everyday just like you, you think gloomily.

Still leaning on one hand, you tap your fingers on your other hand impatiently on the counter, musing over ways you could close the shop early for the day. You had three options that sprung to mind; one, you could make up an excuse about a gas leak since the building down the road had one a month ago, two, act crazy so everyone leaves and you potentially get fired, or three, bide your time patiently so you earn every dime of your paycheck.

You decide on option three, blowing out a loud sigh. You needed the money, you couldn't afford to lose this job in the current economy. Making coffee wasn't your ideal life, the job wasn't that hard, it just got boring in the late afternoon when the crowds thinned and you were left to your own devices.

You pick up the rag over your shoulder, deciding to wipe the counter down one more time when a loud crash startles you and snaps you out of your thoughts.

A man quite literally comes flying through the window, sending glass shards across the room, luckily there were no customers in those window seats. Customers scream in terror, as the man, bloodied and bruised rises to his feet, but unlike everyone else, you weren't terrified because things just got interesting.

As if he knew you were watching him, his eyes snap in your direction, his gaze fierce and piercing. You could see why people would be scared of him because he had interesting scars around his mouth and screamed 'mafia' vibes. But right now all you could think about was how you had another mess to clean up and your boss wasn't going to be happy.

'Will you stop dripping blood all over my clean floors?' you ask, voice monotone as you meet his gaze.

He growls, his voice dark and dripping with menace, 'Excuse me?'

'I just mopped,' you reply, and stand up straight, stretching to work out some kinks in your back from leaning over.

He reaches around his back, pulls a gun from the waistband of his trousers and points it directly at you, a wicked grin creeping onto his lips. At this point what few customers had stayed to gawk flee from the shop leaving the two of you alone.

You stare him down as he chuckles, 'It's just the two of us now.'

You nod, 'Great, I was looking for an excuse to close early.'

His grin wavers. He tries to take a step towards you but staggers backwards, wincing. Whatever fight he'd been in, it was catching up to him, 'quick. Help dress my wounds.'

He waves his gun at you with shaky hands, 'or I'll shoot you dead.'

You clear your throat and raise a single eyebrow, 'only if you ask me nicely sir.'

His eyes widen in shock, probably not used to being spoken back to, 'What did you say?'

You sigh loudly again, imagining being anywhere but here right now, 'did your hearing get damaged when you came crashing through the window?'

'NO!' He snaps.

You motion behind him towards the front door, 'Come on, then. Walk outside, and enter with a better attitude. I'll treat your wounds, but you have to be respectful.'

Confusion, anger and something else flash across his face while you watch him with disinterest.

'Who do you think you are? Telling me what to do,' he waves his gun at you again as he speaks.

Your tiredness turns into anger, 'and who the hell do you think you are? If you don't want to bleed out, you need to...ask...me...nicely.'

He stares at you, his mouth agape, speechless. Then he grits his teeth, 'Fine. Will you please kindly help me with my wounds?'

You smile a little, 'there, was that so hard?'

You pull out the first aid kit from under the counter and walk around the counter holding it in front of you as you carefully approach him. You reach out to pull off his suit jacket, but he flinches away.

'What are you doing?' he gasps.

You roll your eyes, 'I need to be able to see the wounds to treat them.'

He blinks a couple of times, realisation dawning on his face, 'Oh, right...go ahead...'

You extend your hand again slowly as if he were a dangerous animal that might bite. This time he lets you help him out of his jacket which you place over the back of a nearby chair, while he winces.

You let him remove his waistcoat, tie and shirt which was bloodied. It was a lot to take in coming face to face with his bare chest, he was in good physical shape. You'd think he was carved out of stone if it wasn't for the warmth that came off his body reminding you he was human. You quickly tell your brain to get out of the gutter with dirty thoughts, seeing the amount of blood on his chest, there was a lot of it.

The main wound was on his right ribcage, and looked like someone had stabbed him, but he had other cuts and gashes across his arms, and even his face, but some of those could have been from being thrown through a glass window.

You take a deep breath, 'let me guess, I'd hate to see the other guy?'

'Other guys,' he grumbles

You pull out a disinfectant wipe and dab at the cut on his face just to the left of one of his scars.

'FUCK YOU! OW!!!' he shouts.

You pull the wipe back in surrender, 'sorry, sorry,' you mumble, 'I should have warned you that this might sting a little.'

He grunts, and you move back in to dab the cut with a much more gentle touch, 'do you have to?'

You bite your lip, trying to hold back your laughter, he's awfully scared for a tough guy, 'if it gets infected, it's going to hurt a whole lot more.'

You try to quickly clean the smaller cuts and gashes not wanting him to lash out at you because he couldn't handle a little pain. After throwing out the bloody wipes, you unroll the bandage and start to tackle the deeper wound on his ribcage. He grunts and grimaces as you wrap the bandage tighter and tighter around his body.

'You really should go to the hospital, looks like this might need stitches,' you observe, as you wrap, noticing some blood seeping through.

He huffs, 'I couldn't care less about how I look.'

You stop your work and pull back looking at him with your own grin. His perfectly styled pink hair and smart clothes, all screamed I care, 'sure you don't.'

You cut the excess bandage and tape it down, 'how did you get into this mess if you don't mind me asking.'

He eyes you suspiciously, 'what do you care?'

You shrug your shoulders, 'Call me curious. Maybe I'd like to avoid ending up in a similar situation if it isn't safe around here anymore.'

He scoffs, trust me, I don't think you need to worry about that.'

You match his scoff, 'why not?'

He eyes you up and down smirking, 'You don't seem the type to get into trouble.'

You chew your lip, weighing up his words, 'Is that a compliment or an insult?'

He shrugs, 'You decide.'

You smile and puff out your chest proudly, 'compliment then.'

You watch him put his shirt back on along with the waistcoat which he leaves open, before slowly and carefully putting his jacket back on with the tie now in the pocket. When he's done you take a step back and finally take in the messy scene around you, 'now you can help me clean this place up.'

His mouth hangs open, 'you want me to what?'

You motion around you at the broken glass and blood, 'Clean up. Look at the mess you made. I've had a long day...a long week... and an even longer year.'

You slump down into a nearby chair, suddenly feeling the full weight of your exhaustion after the small adrenaline rush.

He shakes his head, 'do you think I care?'

You click your tongue, 'I don't know. I don't care.'

His brows furrow together, 'why aren't you afraid of me?'

You shrug a shoulder, 'I'm too tired to be afraid of you right now.'

He squints at you, curiosity in his eyes, 'You should be terrified of me. You should be begging me to spare your life.'

He prowls towards you, wearing a menacing grin, 'Don't you know who I am? Don't you know who I work for?'

'Enlighten me then,' you reply, back in your monotone voice from before.

His eyes narrow to snake-like slits as he takes in your bored expression, 'I'm one the most powerful and dangerous men you'll ever meet. I'm Haruchiyo Sanzu.'

You blink a couple of times, you couldn't care less who he thought he was, you hadn't heard his name before or even seen him around his area before.

He fingers the gun which was back in his waistband, 'I could hurt you so bad. You'd wish you were dead.'

You roll your eyes which you'd done a lot during this encounter, 'Sanzu, is it? I work in customer service. You can't hurt me in any way that matters.'

He looks frozen, almost like a deer in headlights. You manage to make yourself stand up and take off your apron which had his blood on and fling it on the table ready to call it a night.

'You--You don't--' he stammers, and this time when he eyes you up and down there's something different in his eyes, like he's seeing you for the first time.

You put your hands on your hips, ready to hand back any crap he decided to throw your way, 'What?'

He looks flustered, and he can't stop staring at you so you continue speaking, 'What? Spit it out. I don't have all night.'

As you step around him he manages to speak, 'You look better than this place, that's all. You don't belong here.'

You look down at your feet, suddenly very aware of yourself. You try to keep the heat from showing on your cheeks at his genuine words. He was the first person other than yourself who'd told you that you were better than this place.

'What do you mean by that?' you ask.

'It was meant as a compliment, geeze you're annoying,' he snaps back.

You pout, 'didn't sound like one with your tone is all.'

You flip the sign on the door from 'OPEN' to 'CLOSED' before heading back behind the counter to retrieve the brush and pan along with the mop bucket, ignoring Sanzu, though you could feel his eyes on you.

'Well, uh...I guess I'll be going then,' he says.

You glance over your shoulder at him to see he is checking out the name tag on your apron, '...nice name.'

You slap your hand down on the counter, at least pay for a coffee, you've done enough damage.'

He continues to stare at you with the same shocked expression, that seems to have a begrudging respect undertone, you guess he'd never come across somebody quite like you.

'Okay, fine,' he says calmly, and approaches the counter taking his wallet out of his back pocket instead of the gun.'

'Err...wh-what do you want?' you stutter, not expecting him to take up your offer or even pay.

'Surprise me,' he replies, a lazy smirk on his lips.

He knew he was affecting you, maybe getting the upper hand on you after your attitude towards him earlier. So you decide to make him the simplest drink, not just because you are lazy, but because you think it suits him.

'Double espresso, black,' you call out, putting the drink in front of him.

He picks it up and sips it, his eyes sparkling at you over the cup's rim. He doesn't make any noise of approval or disapproval. Instead, he passes a crisp one hundred across the counter towards you, 'Keep the change.'

You gape at him, staring at the money, as he swiftly finishes the drink and throws the takeaway cup in the bin next to the counter. Wordlessly, he struts out of the shop with his head held high, leaving you with the mess he'd made.

[writingforcuteppl]

Fantasize

PAIRING: Takemichi Hanagaki x Haitani!Reader

SUMMARY: Even if you know Takemichi will soon marry Hina, that doesn’t stop you from fantasizing about him.

GENRE: Suggestive

WARNINGS: Mentions of wanting the other person to cheat, some explicit scenarios (sex, blowjobs, cumshots). MANGA SPOILERS.

WORD COUNT: 1.8k words

Everything started one day when your brother introduced you to Takemichi. He and Hina were searching for a DJ to have at their wedding.

It was the first time he ever saw you, mainly because your brothers constantly tried to protect you from the world of delinquents they were part of a few years ago. Everyone knew they had a little sister, but they didn’t see how you looked until now.

It was by accident, really. They always made sure you never crossed paths with formal members of the Tokyo Manji, wanting to keep you as innocent and clueless as possible.

Kakucho suggested  Takemichi to have Rindou as the DJ and also mentioned Rindou would gladly do it as a wedding present. So he made his way to the Haitanis’ club. Since it was noon, he knew the club would be closed, but lucky him, it appeared that it was stock day, so suppliers were coming in and out of the club.

As he entered the club, he saw you over the club’s counter, making sure everyone left all the stuff where it was needed. Something about the way you commanded the suppliers reminded him of your brothers. He was scared but intrigued at the same time since he could see a younger but also prettier girl version of Ran.

“Excuse me…” Takemichi tried to get your attention from the papers that were in front of you.

“We’re closed,” you answered as you turned your head to the man who rudely interrupted your reading, but your breathing got caught in your throat. In front of you was a really handsome man with the most hypnotic and sweet blue eyes you’ve seen in a while. He was easily as old as your brothers, maybe younger, but just for a few years. Even if he wore the most casual clothes, someone his age could wear, he still managed to take your breath away.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you, but I’m looking for someone. Rindou Haitani.” The man before you was now looking into your eyes, and it was as if you had forgotten how to speak.

“I-”

“Takemichi! Kakucho mentioned you were going to come!” You heard Rin shout from the second floor of the club. Since when did your brother know someone as polite and pretty as Takemichi? He wasn’t one of the club’s associates since you knew all of them thanks to you being way better at the administrative part than your brothers, and they never really talk about their personal lives… 

As Rin was making his way down the stairs, you and Takemichi never broke eye contact. He gave you one of the most charming smiles you’ve seen. He was like a prince. Your heart was about to come out of your chest. He couldn’t be real.

“So, what can I do for you, Takemichi?” Rin asked, and you noticed he was already next to you. He seemed… nervous?

“Kakucho, he mentioned you could or well, would you like to be the DJ at my wedding? At the same time, I would also prefer it if you were there as a guest, not only a staff member. After all, you’re a friend of ours, so we also want you to enjoy the party.” You stopped hearing Takemichi after he mentioned the word “wedding,” of course. Someone as endearing and perfect as him was already taken. You couldn’t help but feel jealousy. Who was the lucky girl?

“I would love to be the DJ for your wedding, and you don’t need to worry. I will have someone I trust to take over my DJ duty so I can also enjoy the party.”

So unfair… Why he has to be taken? Even worse, soon-to-be-wed? Rin was able to see some discomfort on your face, but he attributed it to the fact that Takemichi was an unknown face to you. He couldn’t be more wrong. 

Takemichi has been the first man that has actually caught your attention, even if it hasn’t been ten minutes since you met him. Maybe it was because he seemed sweet. Perhaps it was because, physically, he looked cute. You don’t know what Takemichi has in order for you to be so in a trance. For god’s sake, it’s not like you’ve never seen a man in your life. But there’s only one way to put it in words: he has beauty you’ve never seen before.

Ran and Rin never had a problem when it came to guys trying to swoon you over. They always treated you like their princess, so you wouldn’t let any guy that speaks sweetly to you and gives you trivial presents win you. And it worked. See, you are spoiled. Your brothers always make sure you have whatever you want cause you ask for it, not because you are really deserving of it.

“Thank you, Rin. Hina and I really appreciate it” Takemichi couldn’t be more thankful. Takemichi’s gaze moved from Rin to you, not knowing anything about you yet.

“Oh, she’s our sister.” After introducing yourself to Takemichi, him and Rin started a conversation, which, if you’re honest, you weren't paying any attention to it, and that’s when your mind started to wander.

First, you looked at his hands. They were slim, and his fingers were thin. His hand seemed to be soft. They didn’t seem as calloused and rough as your brother’s. You wanted to know how they would feel on your skin, how those hands would make their way through your silhouette. You think Takamechi would treat you as his most precious possession. 

Then you paid attention to his voice tone. You wonder how he would sound whispering sweet nothing in your ear, how he would sound moaning and whimpering. He would sound so sweet and innocent, you think.

Nothing in Takemchi strikes you as mean or rude. He seems like the kind of person that treats everyone and everything with respect, and that made your whole stomach jump. Takemichi is definitely the knight in shiny armor that saves the princess.

The more you saw him, the more you wanted to feel the way he would hug you or kiss you. And that’s when you abruptly stopped. He’s taken. No good girl should be lusting over an engaged man. But at the same time, you were only fantasizing. It’s not like you would be a homewrecker by thinking all these things about Takemichi, right?

After that, you’ve spent all night making scenarios with Takemchi. Most of them were the fluffiest, most domestic things you could come up with. Some weren’t as innocent as the previous ones. You were sure about something. You would let Takemichi do whatever he wanted to you. He needed to use you as his fuckdoll after a long day? You would be ready, legs open, so when he arrived at what you imagined was your shared home, he could use you as his stress relief. There may be times were he would get hard out of nowhere (he seems like that type of guy), and you would gladly give him a blowjob, no matter where you are or what you’re doing, as long as Takemichi cums all over your face or mouth, you wouldn’t mind being a little messy for him. 

These types of scenarios were the ones that fucked up your little brain the most. You were craving physical contact, but you wouldn’t accept it from anyone. The idea of another man touching you, who wasn’t Takemichi, was discomforting. You could even say disgusting. That’s when you realized you were down bad for a man that was going to get married.

Months had passed from your first encounter with Takemichi. After that day when Takemichi met you, he told Hina he had finally met Ran and Rindo’s little sister. Hina couldn’t be more excited to finally hear more about the mysterious sister the Haitani brothers overprotected. Then she told Emma about the encounter, and soon everyone was curious about the youngest Haitani sibling. So that’s when Hina got an idea, what if they invited you to their wedding?

She knew Ran and Rindo would be hard to convince, there was a reason no one, except for Takemichi, who met you by mistake, knew you, and she was well aware it was because your brothers didn’t want you to know how violent they once were. She also knows she can convince anyone. So with the excuse of it being the most important day of her life and with the promise that no one at the wedding would talk about the past, Ran and Rindo gave in.

And that is how you found yourself hearing the best man’s speech at their rehearsal dinner. You couldn’t feel more guilty. Earlier, Ran and Rindo introduced you to Hina, and she seemed like a really good person, with not a glimpse of evilness or sketchiness in sight, which made things worse, at least for you.

You’ve been fantasizing about the man that looked at her fiancé with complete adoration. And the worst part was you were jealous. You wanted him. You wanted to be the one next to him. You wanted Takemichi to look at you the way he was looking at Hina. 

Ran could see you were uncomfortable, and he attributed it to the fact that you didn’t know anyone at the wedding. He didn’t think it was because you felt mad, sad, and disgusted at the same time.

Maybe this was just an infatuation, a passing desire. You are used to having everything you want, and knowing this is the first time you won’t get what you want was infuriating.

You felt sad mainly because this was the first time you had been really attracted to someone, and knowing that not even in a million years, he won’t be by your side was discouraging.

The evening was finally over, and you were in the room your brothers booked only for you to use.

You close your eyes as you lay down on your bed. Why did you agree to come in the first place? Ran made it clear that if you didn’t want to go, they wouldn’t force you to attend the wedding. But you knew the reason. You knew you wanted to see Takemchi. And you knew you needed to stop. So you made a decision. This was the last night you would let your mind fantasize about Takemichi. And suddenly, Takemichi was by your side, kissing you, caressing your cheek, and telling you he didn’t care if he was about to marry Hina. He was going to run away with you. He will leave everything behind and start a new life with only you. And you sighed as you opened your eyes. That was never going to happen. Nothing was ever going to change. The only thing you could do was fantasize.

n a v i g a t i o n

t o k y o r e v e n g e r s m a s t e r l i s t

[venus-giirl]

A morning with Mikey 💓

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers. 

Rating: just a fun morning with your boyfriend Mikey. 

Word Count: 494

N/A: It's kind of short, but it was fun to write about it.

The morning after an intense week of high school was, without a doubt, your favorite day. You don't have to get up early and you can sleep all morning (unless you are one of those people who usually wake up early to get on with your daily routine), or stay up a little longer enjoying the warmth of the soft, warm blankets.

The best thing about those two days of rest is the nice, warm sleep that you start to wake up little by little. And the best thing is knowing that you don't have to go to school.

You slowly open your eyelids after lazily looking at the time on the medium-sized clock on the bedside table next to your bed. 7:56. A perfect time. Earlier than you expect. You settle back in but notice the emptiness of the rest of the large canopy bed.  So you decide to open your eyes, adjusting, little by little, to the small ray of morning light. A warm morning but for the fact that he was not beside you.

"Mikey, honey, what are you doing so early?" You say, in a voice hoarse from sleep, when you see him at your desk writing something, next to your little pink light bulb. He even looked funny.

"I'm trying to do your math homework". He says without turning around.

"But if it's due Monday, we can do it together Sunday morning. As always."

"I know, but I want us to be free this weekend to go out and have fun or go on a date on Sunday."

"Oh...honey...". You sigh in a soft tone. He always had those details with you. He was so sporadic that you didn't know his next plan or what was going through his mind.

You get up and go in search of him. Bending down slightly to place a light kiss on his neck.

"You look so handsome when you pull your hair back." He smiles and turns to look at you with his cute black horn-rimmed glasses.

"I like it better when you push it away with your hands" He winks his eye.

You ignore his comment and move on to look at your notebook. It's true I was doing math homework. Not that it was bad. But, of the two of us, he was much better than you.

"Have you done yours too?"

"Yep. As of a while ago."

"And have you done your language homework, too?" you stammered, waiting for his answer. Which you know.

"You know I'm not good at it. I have a hard time differentiating between nominal and verbal predicates." You laugh remembering that afternoon when you tried to explain the difference. You considered it mission impossible after two hours.

"Next week we have the exam..."

"Shut up, baby. Don't remind me."

You laugh again as you pull your hair back into a bun to go take a shower. Not before you realize what she's wearing. You hadn't noticed until now.

"Mikey."

"Yes, honey?"

"Are you wearing my Hello Kitty t-shirt...?"

[lxvebun]

buns notes : Hanma makes me a little feral in general but something about him calling you doll/sweetheart?! Nnnngggh

content:soft!Hanma Shuji x Gender neutral reader. Drabble. So soft and fluffy you may get a toothache. Forehead kisses. Reader is described as pretty and adorable, because you are!>:)

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Maybe it's the way it so naturally rolls off his tongue, maybe it's because the nickname is paired with his pretty golden, lovesick eyes looking at you like you've hung the stars or perhaps it's the way that nickname is always paired with physical touch. Hands gently wrapping around your waist or his thumb smoothing over your cheek. But you melt at the way he calls you doll and sweetheart. At this point, he probably uses it more than your name and just thinking about the first time he chose the nicknames over your actual name never fails to make you flustered.

It wasn't even said in a flustering setting but oh did it make your breath hitch and your heart beat a little faster.

It took place on an early morning, after your first night at his place. Your body was still warm from sleep, not fully awake when Shuji walked in, sat down beside you, softly stroked his thumb over your cheek, and pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead to wake you gently. Then, as soon as he saw you were conscious enough to listen, leaning down to whisper in your ear

"Morning, sweetheart,"

"hmmm"

"What would you like for breakfast, doll?

There it is, the combo that makes your head a little dizzy, makes your heart flutter in your chest and your face warm up. And he KNOWS. That's the worst (or best) thing, he knows exactly what he's doing and at times like these when you're swatting his hands off of you and opt to hide your face from him, A little chuckle cannot help but escape his lips.. He's a menace<3 it's what he does best. If you really want him to stop, he would, but seeing as you haven't outright told him to, and you keep giving him these adorable reactions every time, he's not stopping anytime soon. You're his sweetheart, his pretty doll and you will be until you decide not to be anymore.

Thank you for reading angels <3