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haitaniapologist · 3 years ago

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PAPER RINGS.

pairings — bonten!haitani rindou x female!reader.

warnings — teeth rooting fluff because my baby rindou deserves it, also mentions of typical gang violence, and a bit of suggestiveness.

word count — 1.6k

notes — thank you so much for your request and your sweet words, they mean a lot to me!! i hope you like what i wrote, i had so much fun <3

tagging — @caramiriel @tooweirdforyou @aetheriaess @etheralyonn @sincerelyraylene @chronic-claire-universe @aqualesha @winterv-black @softbajis

rindou never thought he ever had an off day since he was born.

he was always chasing trouble with ran. to rule roppongi with his brother, to participate in so many gang fights that his fingers couldn’t count anymore to be an executive in the top one japanese crime organization, rindou was not used to spending his days off doing nothing. yes, there were some days when he just slept and read some corny fantasy book, but ran would always ask him if he didn’t want to set a car on fire or just terrorize some rich guys. he would always say yes to his brother's suggestions, and his day would end with them running away from the police and laughing their asses off.

but they were now grown adults, and ran’s fiancé was now pregnant, and they couldn’t set cars on fire anymore without kakucho reprimanding them.

so haitani rindou found himself resting his head on your lap, his girlfriend, while you applied a weird cream to his face.

“stop squirming, rin. or else i’ll get clay inside your nose.” you made a face that made rindou think that you knew what you were talking about, and he obeyed you. it was funny how someone could change your life in just a few years — from running away from the police with ran, to drinking his sorrows away in one of koko’s clubs, now rindou’s days off were spending time with you, doing what you thought he should do.

he sighed relieved when stopped passing the brush on his face. “how many minutes before we can take it off our faces?” he got up from your lap, and before you could go to your shared room to put the clay and the brush on their places inside your wardrobe, rindou’s arms encircled you.

you squirmed in his hold, but gave up when his hold just tightened on your waist. many saw rindou as an aloof and rude man, but you knew that deep down, he was just a baby — a baby that wanted unlimited attention, that would pout if you ignored him and wrapped himself around you any time he wanted. but you didn’t care. he was petty and never apologized after arguments if you didn’t gave him the silent treatment, that would always ask if you truly wasn’t thinking about leaving him because he was insecure and couldn’t understand why someone as good as you would want to be associated with a killer like him, but you didn’t care.

you loved rindou.

“twenty minutes, i think. and we shouldn’t let it dry on our skin, i heard it’s quite dangerous.” you weren't seeing, but you could feel his scowl. you were aware that he would enjoy spending his day off doing other things that involved you both being naked around the house, but you wanted him to relax. rindou was always coming back home stressed, lashing out on you and trying to start arguments that you couldn’t understand what he wanted to fight about. an orgasm or two could help him relax, but you wanted him to do that without the help of sex.

you felt his hot breath fanning your ear, and a shiver ran down your spine. “can i kiss you?” he asked in that raspy voice of his, and you almost gave in your desires, but you needed to be strong.

“clay isn’t supposed to get in our lips, rin-rin. if we kiss, that might happen.” he groaned, and you suppressed a giggle. “you can’t live without my kisses, can you?”

rindou rolled his eyes. he couldn’t, actually, but he wouldn’t say that out loud. every time you gave him the silent treatment and he couldn’t kiss you, he felt as if he was a dehydrated man in the desert, without a drop of water to end his torment. “just in your dreams.”

this time you giggled, and you took advantage of his slightly flustered state to run to your shared bedroom. rindou followed you, and laid down on the plushy mattress, watching as you organized the products you two had used. you’re the source of normalcy in rindou’s life — he spent the day killing, torturing or striking dangerous deals with the most horrible criminals, while you worked a normal job and didn’t had a criminal record. but when he arrived home to your cooking and your whines about how a bitch your co-worker was being, he couldn’t ask for someone better.

you showed rindou that life wasn’t just filled with blood and screams, but also with giggles and orange juice in the morning too. you were the only that despite seeing his darkness, still encouraged him to seek his light — and while being the only one to see it, you still loved his darkness and never asked him to change.

“what is it, rin-rin?” you asked, feeling the intensity of his stare, and he just gave one of his smiles that was only reserved for you.

he patted the space next to him, and you gladly laid down next to his body, resting your face on his chest, facing the ceiling. rindou’s fingers started to stroke your hair, and you giggled from the sensation. “i’m just thinking about how many times i can make you scream my name in twenty minutes.”

“rindou!”

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he made you scream his name at least four times before that amount of time passed, and now you, clean face, was seated in the bathroom’s sink, your boyfriend between your legs while you took the clay from his face. he was so cute with your hands gripping his jaw and his closed eyes — rindou looked way younger than he actually was, and you thought about all the horrible things he did at work. you never asked, but sometimes — when he wasn’t home or in the shower — you watched the news, and saw what he and colleagues were doing.

some of your friends did too, always sending messages asking if the tattoo in your boyfriend's neck was the bonten one. you always denied them, but sometimes it hurt to not tell the world that, yes, you date a wanted criminal — and that he would kill anyone for you, if you asked. in a twisted way, you were proud of rindou. it would take a lot of someone to work in such a field, and he did, nonetheless.

“you’re quieter than usual.” rindou noticed, one eye open, and you felt your cheeks warm.

you smiled at him. “just thinking how proud i am of you.” you kissed the tip of his nose, finishing your job. rindou skin was glowing, and you knew that next monday kokonoi was going to send you a text asking what was the brand of the clay.

he just hummed, but you could see how his cheeks gained a reddish color before he dropped his head in the crook of your neck, and you hugged him — arms encircling his shoulders and legs to his waist, and you breathed his scent. if anyone asked you what rindou’s smell was, you would answer in a heartbeat that he smiled like home. sometimes like a bloody home, but home nonetheless.

he breathed your scent too, and had the same thought. you two were each other’s home, and rindou wouldn’t trade for nothing.

“if you asked me to marry you tomorrow, i'd say yes.” you whispered against his hair, and contradicting how you thought he was going to react — becoming stiff, blushing and dismissing you — rindou lifted his head, his violet eyes boring holes on yours.

“what about today?”

you parted your lips, eyes widened and blush dusting your cheeks. if rindou could, he would engrave such an image in his brains.

“are you… are you proposing?” you couldn’t believe it. you said that in an impulsive and, even thought you would marry rindou at any time he wanted, you never thought he wanted to take the next steps so quickly. it made your heart melt.

he nodded. “we can marry tomorrow. i’ll get the priest ready tomorrow and koko will take care of your dress and the party, and ran and his fiancé can be our best man and bridesmaid.”

you giggled. “but what about my ring? you know i like shiny things.”

rindou disentangled himself for your hold, a playful expression on his face. “do you take me for a fool, woman?” he said while exiting the bathroom, and you anxiously waited for him in the sink counter. you still couldn’t believe it — an impulse thought would get you married to the love of your love.

he returned with a black velvet box on his hands, and you gasped when he opened it. there seated the most beautiful ring you ever saw, like the ones you used to see in hollywood movies. you handed him your hand, and rindou took it. but before you could feel the cold of the ring on your finger, he spoke. “i want your answer, dollface.”

you giggled. “of course it’s yes, rindou!” you exclaimed, tears already in your eyes, seeing the ring in your hand.

your arms brought rindou close to you, and you kissed him passionately, tears freely coming down your eyes. rindou hoped you could feel in the kiss how much you meant to him — how much he was grateful for you, for not leaving him because of his temper, for sticking with him even though you could get killed for dating him.

you broke the kiss, whispering on his lips. “i would marry you even if you proposed to me with paper rings, rin.”

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endominator · 3 years ago

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Redesigned my anthro Mothra

AND I FINALLY MADE BIIOOOOOO

#godzilla #godzilla kotm #kotm #godzilla vs kong #mothra #biollante #anthro #gijinka #yes Bio's kick is Mikey's kick from tokyo revenegrs #I LOVE THAT ANIME #GO WATCH IT #ITS GOOD #AND SAD

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tobitofunction · 2 years ago

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Delinquent Princess

Couldn’t stop thinking about the Haikyuu x delinquent!reader or more Haikyuu x Tokyo Revenger cross over.

Kuroo x fem!reader, mentioned Baji x fem!reader. Some spoilers for Kuroo career post time skip and how I want Tokyo revengers time skip to look like but probably won't happen

“Hey lev, have you heard we getting a new girl,” Inuoka said appearing in front of the self-proclaimed ace’s desk,” This late? It’s already past Halloween” Inuoka shrugged,” Apparently an incident happened with a classmate of hers which made her parents transfer school for her” Shibayama said,” Must be serious if she transfers this late in the semester” Lev said opening his book.

“Don’t worry y/n is in good hands here” the Principle said to your parents as you played with your rings,” Y/N is so smart but she seems to always find the wrong friends” your dad said softly, you shot him a glare,” Don’t worry Mr L/N, we don’t have a sense of delinquency in this school. Your daughter will be surrounded by good role models, may I suggest entering a club? The volleyball team is looking for a manager” the principal said looking at you with a nervous,” Not interested” you hissed,” Y/N” your mom scolded,” I’m already doing martial arts with Mikey-“,” This school probably has a martial arts club, right” your mom looks at the principal who nodded quickly,” I don’t want to go this martial arts club, I want to stay with Mikey’s family dojo, they at least know what they are talking about”,” Mikey, is a bad influence. You saw what happened to Baji, you saw how distraught his mother was at his funeral, I don't want to be your next” you didn’t answer but just sat back and folded your arms, tears started to pool in your eyes. “I’m sorry Princess, I’m sorry I couldn’t marry you” Bali’s dying words echoed in your head,” Isn't class starting soon? Don’t want to start on a bad foot” you said wiping away a tear,” Yes, of course, follow me”.

Lev’s class was currently studying English when you walked in with the Principal. Muttering erupted in class the second they set eyes on you, “That must be the new girl” Inuoka whispered to Lev who looked you up and down, your skirt was short, shorter than the average skirt worn in school, and your sleeves jumper was baggy nearly as long as your skirt and the white dress shirt was peaking from underneath the jumper as well, sleeves where messy rolled up. Rings and bracelets adorned your fingers and wrist, with a blond streak peaking from behind your ear which was also pierced, everything about you spoke delinquent,” You must be y/n?” the teacher said,” Yep, where can I sit?” you asked,” Do you want to introduce yourself to the class?”,” I’m Y/N L/N. I’m from Shibuya” you said before wandering to a random free seat, a seat which happens to be beside Lev.” Hey I’m Lev Haiba” he introduced himself,” Hey” you said playing with your helix piercing, he slightly reminded you of Chifuyu most due to the eyes” Are there any clubs you looking into joining?” he asked,” No, well I thought of joining the martial arts club but nothing can beat Mikey’s dojo” you smiled twirling your ring on your index finger,” Mikey?” he asked curiously, slightly hoping he isn't your boyfriend,” He’s one of my best friends since childhood. All of them are in Shibuya” you said,” Well if you need new friends, why don't join our Volleyball club, we need a manager”,” Not, interested-”,” Come on, just once practice. Please, I even carry your bags to the train station later” he begged,” Yamamoto will freak, come you will make us seem like heros to our upper classman” the spikey headed brunette said,” Oh I’m Inuoka, by the way” he introduced,” And I’m Shibayama” a small dark haired boy said,”Boy’s quite, you can chit-chat later” the teacher scolded.

How did the first day of school go? Chifuyu’s text read, Fine, not the same with the gang you texted back, you sighed and stuffed your phone in your pocket, just at the moment when your new classmates walked up to you,” I like your piercings by the way” Shibayama said,” Thanks, some of them my friends pierced” you laughed,” I wish I could pierce my ears but my mom would kill me” Lev said,” My parents didn't want to be pierced as well but there are my ears and I have to live with the mistakes and not them, just to do it. I can pierce them if you want” you offered,” Will it hurt?”,” A piece of metal will pierce your skin... yeah but only for a short while” you said,” Let me think about it” he said rubbing his neck.

“There you are, where- who are you?” a tall dark-haired male said, “Kuroo, this y/n, she new to our class and we convinced her to be our manager”,” I said I see about being your manager, I didn't promise anything yet,” you said,” A shame, but hopefully we can conceive you by end of practice,” Kuroo said, his messy dark hair, to his brown cat-like eyes and cheeky smile all reminded you of Baji,” A girl” a voice shrieked,” Good observation Yamamoto” Kuroo teased,” Why are we blessed with such a sight,” the mohawk said with tears of happiness in his eyes,” Don’t worry about him, he’s harmless,” Kuroo said,” Let me introduce you to the others”.

“So you live in Shibuya?” Kuroo asked as you walked towards the train station together behind you, was Lev who liked he promised carried your bags with him,” I hoped she by my girlfriend and Kurd’s by the end of the day” he pouted while Kenya’s face was stuck in his video game.” Yep” you answered,” Why go to Nekoma than? I assume Shibuya has more than I school”,” It’s more the people my parents want to me to get away from than the lack of schools” you answered peaking Kurd’s curiosity,” Can I ask why?”, you licked your lips, debating to answer honestly or not,” Someone close to me got hurt and my parents don't want me to be the next one hurt, that’s it” you shrugged, Kuroo nodded, he wanted to know more but didn't press on as he could see it on your face that it was a touchy subject for you,” Well, did we conceive you? Will you be our manager?” Kuroo asked instead,” You seem like a crazy bunch but nothing I can't handle, so sure why not” you smiled.

The next couple of weeks went good, that was until on your way to the train station, with Lev, Kuroo, Yaku, Yamamoto, Kenma and Kai when you were stopped by a larger group of boys,” Who do we have here? Volleyball freaks” their presumed leader said, his face was scared and he smelled of smoke,” Leave us alone, we don't want any trouble” Kuroo said pushing past the guy but the leader wasn't having it,” But you're passing through our region which means you need to pay up, let’s say 5,000 yen for each person” he said putting his hand on Kuroo shoulder, he was the same height as Kuroo but he seemed more muscular than Kuroo, which makes sense if spends most of his time beating up people on the street,” We won’t pay, it’s stupid. Now let us pass, we are late for our train” Kuroo said firmly,” We weren't asking though” the guy spat,” You wanna fight big guy, let’s do it” Yamamoto said but you grabbed him by the arm,” Don’t be suicidal, he can fold. you in have if he wants to” that made the guy focus snap towards you, but before he could take a good look at you Kuroo stepped in front of his field of vision,” We don’t want any trouble-”,” Too late for that, your little friend wants a fight so he can get one” the leader was handed a led pipe from one of his followers,” Who wants to go first, maybe you pretty boy” he said lifting the pipe ready to hit Kuroo with him but before he could you kicked him in the stomach making him drop the pipe and clutch his stomach, you then kicked him in the back of his neck making his face fall into the concrete,” You stupid bitch-”, he stopped mid sentencing when he saw your face,” Fuck, it’s Y/N L/N from Toman” he said,” Exactly, now fuck of and leave me and my friends alone of I break your face next time. Got it” you hissed making the boy nod and he quickly scrambled from the floor and ran away with the other,” Toman?” Kuroo asked stunned, the other from the team looked shocked and slightly scared,” I explain on the way to the train station”.

“Toman started off as just a couple of friends wanting to protect one another. None of us had good lives, some worse than others. Toman was a little fond family for us. It went well, but then Mikey’s brother was killed by Kazutora and Baji as his accomplice. Both went to juvie, Kazutora longer than Baji. Since then Mikey became more violent, but also more childish. Toman grew as well during that time and so did our enemies. We didn't do anything criminal....criminal against non-gang people. But recently everything went downhill, Pat went to juvie, Draken got stabbed but thankfully survived. Kisaki joining, and Baji...Baji was the straw that broke the camel's back. My parents didn't say anything about the gang world, but Baji changed everything for them” you said,” What happened to Baji, is he the person who got hurt?” Yaku asked,” It was Halloween, Baji joined Vallhalla days before and we wanted him back, Baji would never betray Toman, betray me,” you said softly,” He got stabbed and later died of a self-inflicted stab wound to the stomach. Kazutora is back in juvie, 10 years for attempted murder if Baji didn't give himself the final blow he would have gotten double that or even life. But at least he’s alive, but only thanks to Takamitchy our resident cry baby, he’s a bit strange but a really good guy, properly better than I ever be” silence filled the group, no one knew what to say,” If you don't want me to part of the Volleyball club anymore, it’s fine. But please don’t tell your parents what happened, as they will tell the principal and he would tell my parents which means changing school again” you begged. Kuroo looked at his teammates, who have the same expression on their faces,” We don’t want to kick you off, you saved us a beating. We really enjoy your company, as well” Kuroo said blushing slightly making his teammates smirk,” I would also like... we like to meet your friends as well” Kuroo said,” You sure? They can be quite intimidating” you warned,” Well I will be busy studying with Kai, so maybe another time,” Yaku said,” I don't like leaving my house and Coach forced to train more with Lev,” Kenma said pulling out his phone to continue playing his game, Yamomoto was nudged in the ribs by Yaku,” I will be brushing my Parrot,” the boy said rubbing his side,” I can go, whenever it’s okay with you,” I’m meeting them today if you want ti to join?”,” I would love... I mean sure” Kuroo smiled.

Mikey was stuffing his face with fast food when you arrived, Toman’s leader looked more like a cute chipmunk than a feared gang leader in Kuroo’s mind, but Draken who sat beside him with a face of disgust at his friend's horrible eating happened fits more of the image of a gang leader, from his height, crazy hairstyle and large tattoo,” Y/N, whose that?” Mikey said food bits flying out of his mouth,” Don’t speak if your mouth is full” you scolded,” This is Kuroo, the Captain of the Volleyball team, I mentioned” Emma was first to jump up and greet him,” Hi, I’m Emma, y/n spoke a lot about you” Emma said with a smirk making you blush,” Chifuyu”,” Mitsuya”,” Takamitchi”,” Draken”,” Mikey” everyone introduced themselves,” What are your intentions with our y/n” Mikey asked walking over, hamburger still in hand,” Emmm” Kuroo said, not knowing how to answer,” If you want to date her-”,” Mikey, enough. I don't want to date anyone at the moment” you said walking away from the group, Emma following you,” Did she tell you about us?” Draken asked,” Yeah, but I guess me asking her out fell through” he admitted,” Baji and her, were a dream couple, young yes, but everyone could see that they were meant to be. Give her time, to heal and maybe she wants to date you” Takemitchi said patting Kuroo’s back as he couldn't reach the Captain’s shoulder,” Wait, she dated Baji?” he said shocked,” Yes? I thought she told you everything”,” Well, she left that out” Kuroo said.

“Emma, I really do like him but Baji... he was my everything, I can’t just date Kuroo. If Baji didn’t die, I would still be with him, get married as soon as we left high school, opened our own pet shop, just be happy” you said sadly as Emma rubbed your back,” I know, I bet Baji even looked into weddings ring already, maybe find a law which allows the two of you to get married already” she chuckled making you laugh as well,” He was crazy for you, he loved making you happy. And he wants you to be happy, even if it wasn't with him, Kuroo seems like a nice guy from what you told me” Emma said,” It’s been only a month though since he died” Emma sighed and stroked your cheek,” Hey, Emma, can you give me and y/n a moment” Chifuyu said,”Emm sure” she said getting up,” Hey” he said softly,” Hey”,” Kuroo seems like a nice guy if isn’t throwing snide remarks at people mostly Mikey, who lucky enough for him was busy eating and then fell as sleep”,” He reminds me of Baji a bit, just the violence was replaced with snideness” you joked,” You like him, don’t you”,” Yeah and that’s my problem, Bali’s is dead for only a month and I already like someone else. I feel like-”,” a normal person, don’t feel bad about yourself. Baji wouldn't have wanted that, he hates seeing his Princess sad” he nudged you making you smile,” Here, Baji’s mom found in his things” he handed you a small bag, inside was your Toman jacket, you and Baji always wore each other's jackets so that everyone knew that you belonged to each other,” It still smells like him” you smiled tracing the laters of your name,” Look inside of the pocket” he said, you pulled a letter,” I can stay if you like?”,” Can you read it out to me, please?” Chifuyu nodded and gently took the letter from you.

To my Princess,

I know this sounds cliche but if you are reading this I’m probably dead. I want you to know that I would never betray Toman, but Kisaki is planning something and I want to find out what before telling Mikey, but that’s not why I’m writing you this. When I first saw you enter Mikey’s grandfather's dojo, I fell for you, I remember your hair being in pigtails, your mom holding your hand as you walked in nervously as you were the only girl in the dojo. I was so nervous talking to you, but Mikey helped by making his grandfather pair you up with me. I admit I made you win, but it was worth it being made fun of by the boys just to see your perfect smile. My mom still makes fun of me, she calls me a simp as she knows that I would do anything to make you smile, even if it meant studying. Mom even helped me to plan our first date, which went good until those Moebius guys showed up and caused trouble. I was worried that you get hurt as you were so tiny compared to them but you kicked their asses so well, I was so proud, that I just needed to kiss you. Your lips were just as imagined, perfect. People including my mom said I was rushing things when I said I wanted to marry you the second we finish high school, but I knew I found my soulmate in you. But unfortunately, this can't happen anymore, and I’m sorry Princess, that can't see you in a white dress, see you become a vet and open our pet shop together, have children but only if you wanted them. I’m sorry that I can’t be there when you are sad, but I don't want you to be sad, so please find someone who will treat you like deserve to be treated. Please take care of mom for me as well, she really likes you but not as much as I do. I will always be looking over you. Also yes, I already looked for rings and found one, please wear it, so you always have a piece of me with you. It belonged to my grandmother, Mom found it in the attic and gave it to me.

Love

Keisuke Baji.

Tears pooled in your eyes,” So that’s why he wanted me to delete his browser history” Chifuyu chuckled making you smile slightly,” It’s beautiful” you said as Chifuyu handed you the ring. It was simple, gold with an Opel stone in the middle, and around it was small flowers. You slipped it onto your ring finger, and it fitted perfectly,” Now, I just miss him more” you admitted pulling the jacket closer to you, taking in his scent,” But it gives clarity”

“Eye patch, told me you wanted to speak to me?” Kuroo said,” Yeah, Kuroo first I’m sorry for not telling you about Baji and me and second I'm not ready to move on yet, I do really like you and maybe it’s because as you physically remind me of him, the black hair, lean but muscular figure, the cat-like eyes” Kuroo listened carefully,” I also don't want to drag you into this gang culture, I can't quite just know. I don't know if ever can but-”,” It’s okay y/n, I like you as well, I get it a lot of things are happening at the moment, I also need to focus on nationals right now. The only thing I ask for is for you to stay as our manager since you joined the fighting slowed down mostly between Kenma and Yamamoto”,” Of course, I stay, I really looking forward to the battle of the garbage dump” you teased,” It’s a battle not to be missed” he smiled,” Did someone say battle” Mikey asked,” Kuroo will be attending the nationals for volleyball”,” Oooh can we come” the Toman leader said,” Sure” Kuroo said.

10 years later

“A little bit to the left, left Chifuyu, that’s right. How did you become a pilot if you don't know left from the right” you said rubbing your stomach,” Hey, be nice to the person helping you out on your opening” the now dark-haired Chifuyu said,” I would have asked Kuroo but he’s busy with promotions with the Volleyball team, Draken and Emma are still on holiday with the kids and Mikey is well probably sleeping” you chuckled,” It’s also not just the opening of my pet shop/vet but also Kazutora will be realised today” you smiled,” Is that the reason Mitsuya can't come either, busy designing another dress for you?”,” Well for who else” you giggled,” Hey Keisuke, calm down. My poor bladder” you said,” Maybe naming our child after Baji wasn't a good idea, he already got his sense of destruction” Chifuyu joked,” haha, very funny” you stuck your tongue at your friend, you played with the Opel ring around your neck looking at the store,” It’s finally happening Baji, our dream came through” you smiled when you felt a pair of arms wrap around you,” Well you did work hard for it baby” Kuroo said kissing your cheek,”Hey Kei, it’s Daddy, did you behave for Mommy?” he asked your belly receiving a kick in response,” I think we got a football player on our hands”,” You mean Volleyball, a Volleyball player” you rolled your eyes playfully,”Of course, so long he doesn't cause trouble as his namesake, I would be fine with whatever” you smiled,” Same but he will be a Volleyball player. The store looks great by the way” he complimented,” Thanks, your wife is very bossy, more than she was in her teens” Chifuyu teased,” Hey guys, did I miss something?” Mikey asked, he rubbed his eyes and took a bite of his cookie,” Yeah, the banner, you idiot” you tapped his forehead making him frown,” Sorry, the martial arts class took longer than usual” he said,” Hot mom?” Mitsuya said,” You know it, Yoga instructor as well” he smirked,” Lucky guy,” Mitsuya said,” Here is the dress, my best maternity looks so far” he said handing you the dress,” Isn’t it crazy, who things changed over the last few years. Kazutora will be realised soon and be working for me, so will Takemitchi, Hina finds Vet’s hot apparently,” you said making everyone laugh,” Yeah, it’s crazy, thanks for sticking by me guys,” Mikey said,” Always, Toman might not exist as it used to be but it always be us,” you said,” Also thanks Kuroo, for making me happy again” you looked up at him,” Thanks for letting me make you happy” he kissed your forehead.

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moved2usagiiboo · 3 years ago

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Chapter 37

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Warning! The chapters upcoming will be dark! Stockholm syndrome, non-consensual touching, heavy NSFW, violence, gaslighting, and more. Please, please, please, if any of these topics are triggering or something you don't want to read about skip them 💞 No minors as well. I will not be responsible for anything that happens if you continue to read after this warning.

With a gruff of annoyance he tossed Rindou in his bed after changing his clothes— Kakucho had vomited again and all over poor Rin. He better throw these clothes away before Rin realizes what happened, as he opens the trash can he slams the vomit covered clothes wrapped in plastic bags inside the can. His mind flashes small flickers of you that has him smiling and gaze softening— All of that goes away when he hears Kakucho groan on their couch.

“Fucking cock-blockers… Should be with my girl right now.” He grimaced at the whine Kakucho was letting out, rolling up his own sleeves before picking Kakucho up by his arm— slinging it over his shoulder. “God, you reek.” He sighs making his way to the bathroom. This might take a while.

After thirty minutes of arguing with a drunk Kakucho about putting on clean clothes and listening to him cry about seals attacking penguins he finally got him to sleep— Although the asshole is in his bed, even after he told him not to. At least he’s asleep, besides— he doesn’t plan on being home anyways. He’ll be too busy with you. Freshening himself up and changing his once overly expensive outfit to something much more casual— Tan sweatpants with a white hoodie he sits on his couch, legs spread in a comfortable enough space. He’s excited to see you, but it's late, he doubts you’re still up— But he hopes for you are.

He sighs when he gets no reply, he really wanted to see you. More than that, he gave up his bed to Kakucho and he drools— Guess he’ll be burning his blankets and pillows in the morning, once he wakes up from sleeping on the couch. He groans as he lays on his side, he better get compensated for being such a good friend.

“Oh shit.” He grabs his phone once more, looking through his messages to find the chat with Sanzu.

Fucking idiot, he’ll find him in the morning. He’s too tired for this.

The high sun is risen after the men have gotten a good night’s rest, it’s rays now lighting up everything in it’s path— Standing in front of your house with a bouquet of flowers as he fixes his hair, taking a deep breath in before knocking on the door. He didn’t have any time to gather his thoughts before the door swung open at a fast pace— “Y/n!?” Your mother questioned, hopeful.

“Is that her!?” Your brother yelled from the back running to the door as fast as he could, only to be disappointed— “Ran? What are you doing here?”

“Where’s Y/n?” He ignored his question once he saw your mother’s face turn into one of sadness and disappointment, her eyes looking to the side of her before she turned around and walked away.

“My baby…” Her quiet sniffles can be heard as she hugged her chest leaning against the kitchen counter.

“Y/n… She’s missing.” Those words alone shattered his heart into a million pieces, the flowers dropped onto the ground as his eyes widened— This expression only lasted so long before it turned into that of rage. Gripping your brother by his collar and yanking him close as his eyes turned into weapons.

“How did she go missing!? You were the last one with her!” The volume in his voice scares your mother as she realizes what’s going on, her hands go to cover her mouth as her tears fall faster. Cheeks covered in the wet substance.

“I—” Choking on the way Ran has his collar rightly gripped he has to cough once before he can finish his sentence, still very strained— “I turned around for a second, to find my phone and when I looked back she was gone!” Ran glare never leaves, he opens his mouth to speak again but is beat to it.

“Just stop! Fighting isn’t going to bring her back!” Your mother weeps as her body collapse to the ground, now on her knees with her hands on her lap. She was a wreck, rightfully so. “It won’t being my baby back….” Her voice is softer than the latter, practically whispers. Snatching his hand off of Gin’s collar he goes to console your mother.

“I will stop at nothing to find her… I’ll sweep this entire fucking country if I have to.” He kneels down to your mother, his eyes full of determination. “I swear, you’ll have your daughter back.” His hand rubbed soft strokes on her back.

“Please, please… Bring my baby back.” She begs Ran, voice full of cracks and desperation. He’ll find you, no matter what it takes. Gin rushes to hold his mother in his arms the moment Ran walks away. Whipping out his phone his thumb scrolls down his contacts—

“What are you going to do?” Gin questions, looking at Ran’s back that’s faced towards him.

“Don’t worry about it, just focus on your mom.” That’s all he says before leaving their house, clicking on the contact in his phone that read “boss”.

A barely lit room, darkness seeping from every corner except for the center where two chairs rested. The darkness of the moon leaking through the open windows, wood cracking in the fireplace brought natural light back into the room. Just not enough for you to see your surroundings.

Your head rung, spinning almost as you raised your head up. Eyelids extremely heavy, you struggled to open your eyes. Lids barely showing the iris of your eye. You wiggled your arms only to find your movement is extremely restricted, the same with your legs. Itchy material wrapped around your small wrist, tied behind your back, and the same material was wrapped around each ankle— You could only assume you have been tied to a chair.

After fighting the urge to sleep away, which proven to be a battle your head, awfully lighter than normal found it’s away resting on the back of the chair. No thoughts in your mind at the moment, just emptiness— then your head went forward. Looking directly down at your thighs. Eyes blinking one, two, three, four times before you realized another pair of legs. Widely spread legs with dress shoes and pants to match. Without moving your head your eyes panned upwards, elbows resting on either side of this person’s knees— Hands clasps together, fingers intertwined with each other as the person’s chin chested on it.

Lifting your head up you see how dark the person’s gaze is, long hair that seems to be vibrant, and heavily pierced ears.

“Who are you?” Your voice is slurred, your mind hasn’t entirely caught up with you yet— Still confused and unable to out the pieces together. “Why am I here?” Your voice whined as you tugged against the itchy material, “Wanna go home..” Your head fell again, now laying on your shoulder as your eyes closed.

“Wanna see Ran…” This must’ve been a trigger for the person sitting in the chair in front of you, hearing shuffling but not caring as the person— quite tall, walked up to you, puckering your cheeks with one hand.

“You won’t see Ran again.” The voice is deep but soothing, familiar almost. With the litter thinking power you had with your foggy mind, you’ve come to the conclusion that the person was a man.

“Why not Mister?” You hummed out, still loopy from the drug he had given you.

“You don’t get it yet? I kidnapped you— Took you away from your family and friends.” He pulls your face, making you look at him. “I did.” He says. He doesn’t even know why he did that— He was drunk and high of off something, but his mind was clear when he saw you. Heard them chanting your name, you made his high go away— Made him drunk on your presence. You’re so cruel, you didn’t even recognize him. After all the hours you guys talked, you still didn’t know it was him. He’s hurt to say the least.

But hurt enough to kidnap you? Now, that’s extreme. Even for him. Maybe he got jealous, seeing you hand in hand with Ran— Watching your gaze soften at the sight of him, your face flush. He swears he could hear your heart beat quicken every time you saw him.

Why wasn’t it him?

What’s so good about Ran? Didn’t he make you cry? Hurt you? Who was there to pick up the pieces, not him. But Sanzu, every time. He doesn’t deserve you.

“Can I go home now?” You slurred out as he let go of your cheeks, untying your restraints.

“No.” Quick and simple as he makes fast work of untying your legs.

“Then can I see my family?” Another stupid question.

“No.” He answered quickly, now working behind you to untie your wrists.

“Can I see Ran?” You’re scooped up in his arms, held like a princess as he takes you to his room. A dimly lit part of the house, he sits you on his king size bed as he goes to his walk-in closet. Turning on the light as he scans his wardrobe, grabbing one of his old work shirts before walking out— He leaves the light on, just so he can see the golden tint it leaves on your skin.

He throws the skirt on the bed, watching your hazy eyes look at it with confusion. “Change.”

“No.” You reply back, crossing your arms against your chest.

“I said, change.” He walks closer, voice deepened as he glares at you.

“Fine.” One hand pulls the sleeve from your other arm, dragging your entire arm out before repeating— doing the same thing on the other side before peeling it off of your skin. As you change Sanzu has his back turned towards you, only listening to your shuffles.

How fucked up was he? He can only remember bits of kidnapping you, he must admit— he did a great job, but still. Kidnapping? Really Sanzu? He thinks to himself. He wonders exactly what drug he took because the entire time, he didn’t do anything. After tying you up, he dragged a chair over and stared at you. The entire time, not moving a muscle, watching your chest rise up and down. Fascinated by the simple act of breathing.

He was so fucked.

His body freezes as he hears sniffles coming from you.

“Can’t do it.. Buttons.” Your tears fall into your bare legs— Why did you take off your pants? “Help mister.”

“Where’s your pants?” He sighs as he sees your bare legs, you hum a “I don’t know” between sniffles.

Just what did he give you?

Your panties are on full display as your legs as lightly open, your black lace bra revealing your cleavage— pushed up nicely and together, the white dress shirt wide open, only covering the straps of your bra. A harsh gulp as he stares at your body.

He has restraint.

A mantra he chants to himself as he sighs, “You can’t do anything without me, can you?” Kneeling between your legs as he works on buttoning the bottom ones first, then working his way up.

“Can do a lot.” A pout, you really don’t understand what’s going on.

“You can’t even button your shirt correctly.” He scoffs as he makes his way up to the last three, which he ultimately decides to leave unbuttoned. You stay quiet for a moment, before looking at the man.

“Can I tell Ran he can’t come over? I don’t want him to be upset when I’m not there.” The final straw, your hazy eyes widened slightly as his hand aggressively puckers your cheeks.

“How many times do I have to say no for you to get it? You’ll never see Ran again.” His hand makes his way to your throat, squeezing it softly but enough to make a hick in your breath, “I don’t even get why you like him.” He growls out, knee in-between your legs as his body moves closer— Slowly causing you to lay on his plush bed. Hand still on your neck as his mouth moves closer to your flesh.

“How many times did you cry for him? Feel like shit because of him? And you still want him back?” He scoffed, “Forget about him.” The mewl you make as his knee pressed against your clothed pearl, causes him to twitch in excitement.

“Here?” A harsher push causes you to let out a breathy noise of pleasure— “Slutty thing..” His face grew hot at the sight of you under him, honestly he never thought about you like this— not until now. He just wanted to call you his, but this, this is something different entirely.

“Let’s see if Ran wants you after I ruin you.” You felt your body grow weak as sleep threatened you. Feeling the man’s lips against your neck, kissing, sucking, and biting against your flesh but never acknowledging it truly. Soft noises of pleasure and pain could be heard from your sleepy lips but never anything more.

His lips kiss up your neck, biting as he goes. Purple bruises can be seen all on the right side of your neck, bite marks with a glistening coat of drool.

“Ran.” You muttered, his grip on your neck tightened at the name that slipped from your lips. He’s happy he left those buttons unclasped— one hand holding your breast while his lips sucked on the flesh that wasn’t covered by the bra.

Your droopy eyes finally closed, ready to sleep off this high. He felt disgusting for touching you like this, but also felt a thrill. He wonders how you will react in the morning, he wonders if you’ll know who he is.

Biting your breast mindlessly he accidentally draws blood, he feels the liquid invade his mouth— It tastes like metal. He licks the blood, addicted to the taste— Moving to your collar bone, right under is where he bites. Just as hard as he did before, drawing more blood.

Licking his lips at the sight of blood leaking down your skin. Licking the leaking blood with his tongue before licking his lips. He leans back, legs on either side of your hips marveling at his work. Neck has a line of indication, where his hand once was. Breasts, neck, and anything not covered by his shirt is covered in love bites, purple and red bruises litter your chest. Bites with blood slowly seeping.

He’ll bandage you up in the morning. Grabbing your by your waist he pulls you in as he lays into the bed— this isn’t the smartest idea, to cuddle with your victim, but he’s high and obsessed with you. He’ll suffer the consequences in the morning, for now, he just wants to feel you next to him.

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sleepinghellokitty · 1 year ago

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Baji: WAIT- I'm having one of those things! A headache with pictures! It's like a movie! Draken: what? Mikey, busting through the door: HE'S HAVING AN IDEA!!! Chifuyu: GET THE CAKE! *Chifuyu and mikey eating cake while patiently waiting for baji's idea to take full form*

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bajitheestallion · 3 years ago

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WET DREAMZ. - takemichi hanagaki

synopsis: i ain't ever did this before, no.

contains: slight femdom (?), perv takemichi, lowercapped, mentions of stalking sorta kinda, fem reader, this nigga NEEDS it, its obv he does, exhibitionism, mutual masturbation, mentions of a one night stand

a/n : listen to wet dreams - j. cole when reading, even if this isn't gonna be that long. mdni, etc etc all that good shit.

TAKEMICHI hanagaki isn't a pervert. he makes it obvious he isn't, well he thinks he does. he never notices how his eyes manage to fall on every dip and curve on your body as you cheerily talk to him with no intent. the way your lashes met and batted up at him while he couldn't help but tense up. the thought was always nudged off your shoulder because takemichi is always nervous around women, he's just nervous.

even if his hands always fell a little bit lower every time you hugged, how his breath hitched and his shoulders tensed whenever you even accidentally grazed upon him. even if you didn't notice how he peeked around corners and slid into alleyways right after you both split up to head home, the melodious sound of quiet grumbles and whimpers.

he was just a friend who was a bit inexperienced, you knew he was. you joked about it often, letting your warm fingertips drag across his chest whenever you walked past him. the bare minimum, obviously you weren't interested. he knew you werent, so he let this game of cat and mouse go on longer until his body finally got used to it. and surprisingly enough, he did!

that was until you had brought up the question.

"are you all still virgins?"

a bit of silence lingered with the sound of another table in the back hollered with the sound of some time of sports team doing something you were uninterested in. it was a fairly small get together, just a few life long friends. you, takemichi, mikey, draken, and mitsuya were sitting on bar stools with a wide variety of drinks on hand. the counter was wood and fairly fucked up, several carvings or drawings of what you assumed to be a vagina next to someones phone number, or the loving sight of initials with a heart around them. but you paid no mind.

"no. did it seem like it?" the first answer quickly tore the thick tension in the air you knew you'd create. of course, this was intentional, and of course draken was the first one to put it out there. "you forgot where i used to live?" he asked before letting his lips connect to the glass of his beer, eyes closed and relaxed.

takemichi flinches.

"i'm not either." mitsuya quickly chimed in with a hiccup sticking at his adam's apple, causing it to bob gently. "it was bound to happen, i guess i am a charmer." his hair is messier than it was when you all first met. his cheeks and nose are dusted a gentle red, as well at the tips of his ears.

you can hear takemichi stumble out of his seat.

mikey just nods and keeps sipping at the fifth drink he's had for the night.

takemichi waddles off without a word.

"y'think you caught him?" mitsuya looks towards you sluggishly, his eyes digging right into yours, "we, well i," he hiccups and looks a bit nauseous for a second, before regaining his composure. "i can tell you were waiting." and he was right, because you were waiting.

more importantly, so was takemichi.

and you know how takemichi gets when he's impatient.

considering his hand was in his hair and his back was against the wall of the fairly dirty bathroom. it was unfair. unfair how you got to prance around in small skirts and tight shirts that hugged your body in.. oh, so loving places. he can't help but stare and imagine his hands holding your waist passionately, thumb stroking your skin and tracing your v line.

ziiiiip.

hanagaki's face is flushed a bright red, he's practically shaking as he tugs his jeans and boxers down to the middle of his thighs. the feeling of the not too strong alcohol lingering in his system, huffing out of his mouth as he panted. waiting for his hard on to fling out and bead precum right at his red tip.

his dick is pretty. he doesn't know it though. it's not too small, but also not too big. around 5-6 inches, his tip is a bright red, and always twitches if he's that aroused. he covers his mouth with his shirt and lets his eyelids hesitate to touch before his finally starts moving his hand.

sure, it's not your mouth, nor your cunt. it'll do. he moves the shirt from his lips and seems a bit dazed, letting his tongue hang out a bit and let out a loooooong slow line of spit fall from the organ, right onto his neglected shaft as a make-do lube. his stroking is deathly slow, and his body is shaking and twitching against the cold wooden door.

you pressed your back against the door, making sure he heard the thud of your body touching it.

"how long were you waiting?" you expect him to take a while to respond.

"too long. t-too long." takemichi's voice is shaking and he sounds inches away from blowing his load on his stomach. he repeats himself since the first time he spoke, it was a bit too quiet. he slides down the door a little, his stroking getting a bit more messy at the sound of your voice. chest rising and falling in tune with his off-tuned breathing.

"i bet." your legs instinctively spread. you won't get caught right? the bathroom is pretty secluded. you let your body do the thinking and you start sliding down, letting your skirt ride up your thighs as you pull the thin cloth of your panties down your legs, kicking them off until it's around your left ankle. your middle and ring finger trace down your torso and fall right above your clit before starting to move in circle on top of it mindlessly.

"what were you thinking of?"

"you. like, a lot. a-a lot." he sounded quiet again, "i couldn't help but leave." it sounds like his hand is starting to move faster, which causes yours to as well. the sound of both of you attempting to stay quiet, letting your noises blend and hide within the loud booming of cheers on the other side of the bar. "you'd feel... so nice on top of me. so.. fuckin' pretty." his words seem a bit more jumpy and his moans sound more full. dripping with hints of lust and gentle bursts of evidence he was enjoying this a bit too much. you sink into his words, whenever he's like this you can always just let him take over your mind, explaining how your fingers were already inches away from slipping inside of your cunt.

"you'd look real nice when i'm inside of you. i wanna cum for you, r-real bad." your fingers slide in right as he says it, he really is in control, even if you thought you were.

the feeling of your fingers curling and nudging at all the sensitive spots hidden in your gummy walls as takemichi unknowingly let his his words fly right in one ear and to your cunt. floating words of pleads mixed with longing moans. you remember these in specific, you'll possibly remember it the rest of your life. he's got you in his hold when he least expected to.

"i really.. really wanna feel you. you're so pretty." with a gentle swallow of his spit at the end.

"'s.. 's.. close.. shitshithsihit.." his paces picks up then quickly slows down, and your fingers attempt to keep up.

the crowd on the opposing side of the bar grows quiet as you both reach your climax, causing the both of you to cover your mouth so no one managed to overhear.

he cums in spurts, his white load dripping down his knuckles as he finally lets his eyes open slowly. but, while he can catch his breath, you're a bit busy trying not to get called. "let's not make this a one time thing, huh hanagaki?" you say with a grin, being slightly taken aback at the sight of your phone screen lit up with a text.

"i-i mean.. okay?" he responds while you read the message.

shit.

' can we talk tmrw? '

' imy '

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