#tokyorev hanma

[secretumii]

My favorite criminal 🖤

[sinisteryanderescribe]

Hii i rlly like ur writing so could u write this?

Hanma and kazutora (seperate) with a gf that's also a valhalla member, but she's more to collecting info and pickpocketing certain things (a policemans walkie talkie to know if there are police near or something)

And she also attends meetings but keeps to herself most of the time. Also the other members are too scared to talk to her bc she always has a resting btch face, and most likely bc shes also the gf of their captains. But in reality if anyone were to talk to her she'd be the funniest and unhinged

A Soft touch in Valhalla

Charecters: Hanma Shuji / Kazutora hanemiya

Female reader

Genre: SFW, fluff, romance,

Warnings: slight possessive behaviour, mentions of trauma on kazutora’s side, slight explicit behaviour

Note : thank you so much dear! I hope this came out okey!

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Hanma Shuji

Being in a dangerous gang for an average girl is very interesting indeed. Most would call you crazy for being involved in gang related activities but who knew you would find yourself dating the leader of one of the biggest and violent gangs in Tokyo Japan.

It was your boyfriend’s idea really, with his constant nagging for you to join him and be by his side, helping him with “collecting” some information or using your “gym stealth” to good use.

But really it was mostly an excuse to have you sit on his lap every meeting with a hand on your thigh to keep you from getting up no matter how much you complain to him about it. This man loves to tease and squeeze the flesh of your plump thighs.

ESPECIALLY if it’s in front of the members of his gang, it’s more of a sign of possession, warning them if they try anything funny, there will be consequences…..

It also may be another reason to show you off to kisaki, a mocking way of telling him how he “can’t get any bitches” but anyways he managed to convince kisaki to let you join. Much to his dismay Kisaki was pretty impressed by your performances.

You have a strong sense of humour, but you tend to show it in subtle ways. Hanma appreciates that you can understand him without words and has found it really easy to communicate with you. You two share a special connection, but also a quiet intensity that few others understand.

When it comes to your relationship with the other gang members, you keep most of them at arm's length. But that doesn't mean you aren't aware of their comings and goings. They definitely know they should be careful around you.

Seeing what happened to the last guy that disrespected you…..definitely taught them a lesson not to mess with anything that belongs to their leader. Yet again you still gave him some home made cookies and muffins after he apologised.

The members have a lot of respect for you. They may find your stoic exterior intimidating, but your strong and confident nature commanded respect. They know you're not someone to be crossed, but they also know that you're a valuable member of Valhalla. It sometimes upsets you how they see you as someone to fear (hanna might have something to do with it) but you try your best to use your baking as a way to make them less tense.

Hanma even reassured you of that.

"The rest of the gang members always know to watch their backs doll. You're skillful and the information you gather helps the gang stay a step ahead of their rivals ;your ability to steal important items has saved us many times. No need to worry doll face"

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Kazutora Hanemiyu

It’s was quite a surprise to see Kazutora in a relationship due to his…past actions. Let alone have a girl be interested in him but some people would say they were glad. Since you would be able to control or calm him down whenever he’s on edge.

Despite the heavy demeanour you carry, you’re always open to have a nice conversation with the others, though it sometimes tends to be a challenge. (Your boyfriend’s piercing glares and menacing smiles whenever someone thinks to even come close to you doesn’t help either)

As Kazutora's girlfriend, you have developed a unique role within Valhalla. You are his trusted confidant and adviser; He shares private details about his plans and strategies with you.

He values your input. Your performances has made you a key member of the gang, and he relies on you for your advice and insights. While your responsibilities sometimes require you to keep a distance from him, you know that he will always be there when you need him.

You have developed a strong bond with both Kazutora. While you may often be overlooked, your place within Valhalla is irreplaceable.

Though life as a gang member may often be unpredictable and chaotic, one thing remains constant: your relationship with Kazutora. You have stood by each other's side through good times and bad, and have supported one another.

You have a deep and lasting bond with him knowing how his past often haunts him and gives him certain unpleasant episodes. So you always let him pull you closer whenever your around him.

Let him nuzzle your hair and neck, no matter how embarrassing it seems your sent and perfume relaxes his nerves. Also he always places small kisses on the flesh of your neck before meetings, (or rather if he’s feeling territorial he’ll bite down hard enough to leave a mark)

Kazutora's role and status within Valhalla have always made you an object of caution among the gang members. Whenever you attend meetings and gatherings, they tend to keep their distance from you. Some may even avoid eye contact with you completely, out of fear that you might lash out or react violently, given how your face is always stone cold.

Despite this cold and stoic look, you have always been friendly and welcoming whenever they approach you, and over time have built up a reputation for yourself as a welcoming and approachable figure within the gang.

However, while most of the members may be intimidated by your relationship with Kazutora, some might not. There might be those who try to form alliances with you and use your connection to Kazutora to their advantage.

Some members may not even notice you and think you're not there. Others might want to talk to you but are afraid to approach you. Overall, your relationship is a mixed bag of reactions within the gang. But regardless of the reactions, everyone knows not to mess with you, as you're someone who belongs to Kazutora.

Some cakes and snacks might change their perspective though so easing their minds with some heartwarming bakes and food would do the trick!

Look out for a jealous little kitty though…he might not like the attention you give to other men.

ESPECIALLY if it’s Hanma…

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Booty call with Hanma but can you make it toxic to fluff I'm sick of angst 😔

I NEED HIM SO BAD

you know he’s toxic. he comes and goes as he pleases and he never stays the night, never makes breakfast and he only comes when it’s dark out and your neighbours can’t be nosey about it.

it’s not like you don’t know what he does, you’ve known him all your life and you should’ve learned your lesson when his ex fell pregnant. he wasn’t going to settle for her and he wasn’t going to settle for you.

things became complicated after you let him fuck you a few months ago. your crush on him since you were kids wasn’t that obvious to everyone else but he knew, he must’ve known because he was so good at making you feel sorry for him each and every time.

your phone buzzing on your nightstand never surprised you anymore. 12:45 am every time. it used to make you feel cheap but now you needed him just as much as he needed it. you weren’t even sure if he was only doing this with you because you know he’s been around.

you’re stupid enough to let him hit it raw but you can’t resist and he fucks you so good that you rarely think about anything else when he’s inside you.

hanma: you up baby?

you: yes

hanma: see you soon yeah?

you: i’ll open up for you

it’s easy to pretend you don’t know he has a key to your place and all this wouldn’t hurt so much if he didn’t randomly pay you visits without always expecting sex or something along those lines.

you sigh, turning on the hallway light and you’re not surprised to hear his car outside already. the butterflies feel more like violent wasps but it gets you all excited anytime you see him anyway.

he smirks, his signature one that makes you feel weak in the knees when he wraps his arms around your waist and leans down to kiss you.

hanma always kisses you like he’s never going to kiss you ever again. it’s passionate and you can pretend he’s pouring all his feelings for you into it even if it makes your chest ache.

your friends always say it must be his dick game because no one has ever had a hold on you the way he does.

“you miss me baby?” he grins and you nod, already feeling dazed.

he chuckles and closes the door behind him.

he leads you down the hallway and into your dimly lit bedroom.

“lay on your back for me sweet thing, lemme see you” he whispers, gently pulling your nightgown off your shoulders.

you’re left in your pretty silk nightie, a gift from him a while ago and you squeeze your legs at the way he looks at you, licking his lips.

“fuck you’re so pretty” he groans. he’s never been shy when it comes to praising you and you try not to let it get to your head.

“spread‘em for me” he tells you, removing his dark pullover and moving to kneel between your legs.

“touch me” you whisper, placing his hands on your hips and he chuckles darkly, looking up into your eyes which almost makes you shy but you hold his gaze.

“you miss me that much?” He grins

“maybe” You say and it’s not a lie, not really.

“i’ve been thinking about you all week” he says but it’s more to himself than you so you don’t say anything, watching as he removes your panties softly and places it in his back pocket.

he slides his middle and index fingers between your folds and groans at how wet you are. hanma never really had to do much to get you going.

“shit baby, this wet already?” he leans down to kiss you as he presses his fingers into your pussy.

he swallows your moans. his fingers are much thicker and longer than your own so he reaches all the right places that you can’t seem to find on your own.

he plays with your body like an instrument that he’s tuned to his liking.

“i just wanna fucking ruin you” he whispers right into your ear as he picks up his paces, scissoring you open for him because he knows you need it, despite your protests of being ready and being able to take him.

“more” you gasp, “please, i’m ready”

“please who?” he raises a brow but he doesn’t stop moving his fingers inside you, pressing his thumb against your clit just to watch you whine and tremble.

“please shuji, i need you” you whine

“only because you asked nicely” he smirks

he’s shameless in the way he slips his fingers into his mouth, groaning at the taste and it makes you feel embarrassed every time he does it.

the thick mushroom tip of his cock pushes into you slowly. he knows it drives you crazy when he takes his time like this and he loves when you beg for him, nails digging into his shoulders hard enough to break the skin and he enjoys the pain. he thinks about you every time he’s reminded of the marks you leave on his chest, shoulders and back.

“can i stay?” he asks, gripping your waist and you bite your lip, looking up at him

“if you’re making breakfast” you say and he grins, leaning down to kiss you

[stxrmylxve]

Hi hi

May I request tr boys reacting to a bilingual reader please 🏌‍♀️

ooo can i get my bilinguals along with me up here?? 🫶🫶🤪

MIKEY:

legit thinks its so cool

will ask you to speak just for fun in both languages

it lulls him to sleep too…?

loves hearing your voice overall

brags about it

definitely going to the country the language is from

shows you off there too 😑

DRAKEN:

doesn’t think much up it at first, but he quickly realizes you could be a good asset to have at the shop as well

you become like a third owner 😆

if you have kids, he is making you teach them the language

loves you sm 😭 ANYWAYS

uses you as his personal translator to insult people

its great :)

HANMA:

“you are a fucking beauty you know.”

first thing he says when you mention it

”…huh?”

thinks you are an absolute gorgeous being worthy of his love

AND you’re bilingual?? damn…..

you have him wrapped around your little finger

a sucker for bilingual people 🤷‍♀️🤦‍♀️

KOKONOI:

“oh, you can pull money for me then in other languages? sweet.”

so satisfied to get more money it’s bizarre

no it all reality tho

he thinks it’s so cool since he might be smart, not as far as learning all the way another language

math is his thing, not language learning…

does put forth the effort to learn parts, unlike nost of the others

MITSUYA:

he is probably bilingual too, let’s be honest here

if so, match made in heaven

if not, still a match made in heaven

he will try his best to learn most of the language

no matter the cost 😤

brags to his little sisters about you too 🤭

BAJI:

“the hell does that mean? Bi-len-gueal..? is that like.. a sexuality or somethin?”

has no clue what it is

once he learned what it is, he’s all for it

learns all of the curse words in that language for… research purposes

random out of pocket scene: learns the words to use during sex 💀🤚

outright calls you sexy if you scold someone in the language

best aggressive man there is

KISAKI:

hear me out

HEAR ME OUT

he likes it.

Whatttt???? he likes something? ik crazy

he finds it fascinating, though he knew about it before you even got together

that was one of the reasons he was so drawn to you actually

learned things here and there

didnt put a whole lot of thought into it

he has things to do 🧍‍♀️

but just know, he idolizes you for it

[thewritingginger]

18+ Imagine Hanma Shuji...

Having you model for him.

Have some spice with our crazy boy to kick off your weekend :3

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Pairing: Hanma Shuji x Fem! Reader Word count: 800+ words Warning: 18+, Voyeurism, Naked pictures, Praise, Female masturbation, Sex toy (Vibrator), Vaginal penetration, Vaginal fingering, Cunnilingus, Cream pie

Enjoy ~

“Just like that, Doll face. Spread yourself open for me,” Hanma’s low voice instructs, followed by the sound of his camera shutter, capturing your lewd position. You’re laid out on your shared bed, resting upon a pile of soft pillows and black silk sheets, naked, your legs open wide with your hands working yourself between them.

You spread your puffy lower lips with one hand as the other presses your purple vibrator into your dripping cunt –slow and torturous as directed. Your lust heavy eyes look at your boyfriend, his hair messily tied up and wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants with a painfully hard bulge jutting out, holding a camera to his face.

“So beautiful. Fuck,” he says, looking at the screen in his hand. “You look so pretty on camera, Baby. Makes me want to plaster you all over the house so everyone that comes over sees how dirty you are for me.” You whimper at his taunting words which only eggs him on further.

Putting his camera on the mattress you let out a surprised gasp as you’re pulled to the edge of the bed by your ankles. Ripping the toy from your quivering walls, Hanma holds your legs open wide by your ankles making you whine in embarrassment as he grinds his covered erection against your bare center.

“Shu, please!”

“Hush now, Doll,” he chuckles, picking up his camera once more. “I know your little cunt needs me but we’re not done with our shoot.”

Snapping a few pictures of his stained pants with pretty white splotches created by your weeping core pressed against him, “You were made for the camera, Baby,” he says as he finally pulls himself out of his pants.

His heavy length rests tauntingly against your needy center.

“Please, Shu,” You plead, uncaring of how whiny you sound —you know he loves it. “I need you,” Wiggling your hips against his already leaking phallus, encouraging him to finally slide in where you need him most.

“Such a needy girl,” he tsks in a mock scolding . With his camera in one hand and his erection in the other he snaps a few pics of his tip dipping into your entrance, whines of loss fall from your lips as he pulls out after he only enters a few centimeters of his thick tip. When you try to beg him once more he just shushes you.

“Babygirl, you can’t rush an artist,” he says with that annoying grin, “I want to capture that gorgeous cream coming out of you already —Fuck!” he curses as your wall unconsciously tightens around his intruding head. He demands you do that again and you do, over and over. He teases the two of you till you feel him shoot his hot load into your aching pussy. Pulling out, you feel the mixture of the two of you leaking down your asscrack to which he promptly gets on his knees and snaps a half a dozen shots of your weeping hole.

“Gorgeous! Your pussy looks so beautiful filled with my cum, Baby,” he says before tossing his camera on to the mattress behind you then resuming his place between your legs. His callused hands hold your thighs open wide as he finally gives your pussy the attention it needed. His tongue begins to lap up his spillings before he latches onto your clit.

“Fuck- yes!” you cry out.  You feel his low chuckle against your center, vibrating up your spine, clearly enjoying your hold on him—hands pulling his hair, your thighs wrapped tightly on either side of his head.

Reaching between you he inserts two thick fingers into your pussy, curling expertly against your gummy walls. Squelching, moaning, and slurping fills the room as Hanma brings you to the end of your rope. You’ve been edging yourself for the past hour—or however long Hanma forced you to pose for him. With your end in sight you start chanting his name,

“Oh, God, Shuji! Yes, Shuji! Yes -don’t stop!- ah!”

Coming up from between your legs, his fingers still stretching and pushing you to your climax, you look down to see his lips and chin glistening in your slick, his eyes wide with crazed lust.

“That’s it, Doll face. Come for me, show me that cute fucked out face of yours. Your pussy is squeezing my fingers so tight. Thaaat’s a good girl,” he praises, using his other hand to scratch your clit as you finally release onto his fingers.

His fingers over your clit continue a slow circle as you’re coming down from your high, chest heaving and hips bucking from over stimulation till his movements finally seize entirely.

“Smile for the camera, Baby,” he says. Turning your head, your tired eyes drooping open, you see Hanma straddling your waist, camera in hand, looking right at your face. 

Giving him what he wants you shoot him a tired smile, your face hot and fucked out just how he likes it.

Hope you enjoyed reading this!

If you want to see more, let me know :)

💛 ~

~ Masterlist ~

[lucifugousart]

Someone please stop this man

[authorluvgxbby]

The Night of Color and Wishes

Hey guys! It's been a while, but I hope you all are doing well! Go check out my new chapter of The Delinquent Next Door called "The Night of Color and Wishes"!

After the sudden bomb-drop of a confession, Hanma continues to lead y/n down the fluorescent town of Kabukicho to a...shrine??? What once was a night out in town soon became a night of reflection and secret wishes, will love ignite between the two?

Preview:

"It doesn't have to have meaning, it can be anything. Don't think about the impacts it will have or whether it will come true or not."

"Then what's the whole point in wishing at all?" I asked out loud in thought.

"There is none, and that's what makes it fun. It's the mystery behind it. Will it come true? Or is it all for naught?"

You glance at him, this time skeptically, with raised brows, in which he responds with a childish giggle.

"You'll never know unless you try!" he encouraged with his one-of-a-kind bright smile.

You sighed in defeat as you picked up your pen and flipped over the paper on its other side.

Hanma quickly shifts and turns to the opposite side so as to not face you.

You scoffed, "It's not that serious Shu'."

"Shu?" he asks.

Heat rises to your face like a boiling pot of water.

"I-I mean–"

"I like it." he cuts off, a hint of genuinity laced in his playful tone. "And it is that serious, now write it down before you forget the wish."

"Don't rush me!" you scowl, gently poking his back with your pen, which he playfully howls in response.

Closing your eyes, you clear your mind from any and all thoughts. You stay like that for a while until you finally open them and write down the first thing that pops to mind. Once your done, you quickly set your pen aside and hurriedly plaster your piece of paper on the same side of the shrine next Hanma's piece.

You let out a quivering breath, as if your life had just been put on the line. Maybe it has in a way. You wouldn't know unless the future revealed it at some point.

"You ready?" Hanma asks from behind.

You turn around and smile.

Once the both of you had sealed your wishes with thanks, both of you made it down the shrine hand in hand.

When the both of you made it to the bottom, you tugged Hanma's hand, prompting him to stop.

"Hm? What is it?" he asked.

To be continued...

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Story: The Delinquent Next Door

[icantthinkwell]

I don't believe this dude would step foot in the woods, let alone go camping.

[aomiiine]

JUST WANNA KISS

˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ 𐙚 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ─── 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍!𝐌𝐄𝐍 w fem!reader where you ask for a kiss mid fucking. warning(s) -> fluff(?? it’s just a tiny bit sweet lol) + nsfw. mdni. sanzu x reader. ran x reader. + hanma x reader. not all of them agree to kiss you. they’re mean. tiny bit of guilt tripping(sanzu). a lil hint of pussy drunkness(sanzu). blowjob(ran). implied brat taming(ran). hints of choking(ran). a tad bit of deep throating(ran). spit(ran). overstimulation(hanma). slight degradation(hanma). spanking(hanma). hints of dacryphilia(hanma). format -> headcanons/scenarios wc. 2.2k

author’s comment. re-entering my tokyorev era cs bonten arc is getting animated soon + ik hanma isnt in bonten but hes my fav

SANZU — fuckin’ hell, you greedy girl

Sanzu had your legs pressed up against your chest, thighs squishing your tits and your cunt on display, currently pounded by Sanzu and his ruthless hips. You were a sobbing mess, mumbling almost nonsense with how fast and harsh his thrusts were, his pretty cock pulsing deep inside you, hitting the most sensitive parts in your depths.

Even with your hazy gaze, you had a somewhat clear vision of your boyfriend’s face, the scars on both corners of his lips smeared with your cum from earlier when he was buried between your legs, drinking from your cunt like it was a fountain. His glossed lips reflected the little moonlight that illuminated your room, making them seem so enticing to you despite your fucked out state. Biting your tongue, you mustered the little energy you had to speak between your heavy breaths.

“I wan’ a kiss, baby—please, f-fuck” you muttered with your shaky voice, small squeals leaving your lips from the way his hips slammed into you, feeling your insides churn and tighten around him. He hissed in response, too dazed in the feeling of your wet pussy sucking him in, ignoring you.

“O-oh, shit, you’re so fucking tight, so fuckin’ mine,” was all you heard in return to your plea, your hips wiggling as if wanting to catch his attention. But you knew damn well how your boyfriend was when he’s like this—with you. He gets too high, too pussy drunk. It gets almost impossible to pry his attention from that delicious cunt of yours.

“Sanzu, listen to me, please,” you called out again, the words slipping from your tongue whinier than intended. But it was enough to snatch his attention again, even if for a split moment.

Your fluttering eyes met his turquoise ones, batting your lashes and squinting to hold back the moans that wanted to escape, the feeling of his hips slowing down sparking a hint of frustration in you.

“What is it, princess? Need me to go harder?” Sanzu heaved as if he was waiting for this moment, as if he was ready for to fulfil that request at a moments notice. The crease between his brows deepened, grinding into you deeper and staying there for a while with his fingers almost clawing into the supple flesh of your thighs. His eyes couldn’t help but dart frantically between your face and the squelching mess where your skin met.

“I-I want a kiss,” he heard you whimper, your voice at a volume he knew he wouldn’t be able to hear if he kept on pounding into you like he was earlier. Sanzu’s scarred lips curled to a smirk at your weak voice, the expression on your face along with your pants assuring him he’s succeeded in reducing you to a moaning bitch in heat.

It took him a moment to process your request, still occupied in the swell of pride he felt from the look you had on you, satisfied with how your body reacted to him. With a smug hum he leaned down to you, pushing your legs up further to your chest, his lips capturing yours just when you were about to whine. In a split second, he had his tongue forcing its way past your lips, swiping against your tongue and biting onto the tip of it teasingly before pulling away. The mischievous glint that appeared in his eyes gave you a gist of his next move, knowing he’d be focused on shoving his tongue down your throat now that he had a taste of you.

“Aren’t you being greedy here, hm? I’m already fucking you stupid and you have the nerve to ask for more,” Sanzu drawled cruelly, pulling his drenched cock out of your cunt teasingly slow until his tip was on the brink of leaving your slit. He knew just the way to stimulate you more than you already were, though he wondered if your fucked out mind had the capacity to notice the games he played on your exhausted mind.

RAN — havin’ my cock’s a privilege

It was somewhere past midnight and Ran had you knelt between his legs, mouth swallowing his cock like you hadn’t had a taste of him for years. Deep groans rumbled from his chest, head laid back against the backrest of the couch of your home while he had his fingers gripping a fistful of your hair, controlling how deep, how fast, your throat went down on him. And you were more than willing to satisfy him—until you weren’t.

Ran knew how much of a brat you were despite your seemingly obedient exterior, and it was exactly what got him going. He gained the utter most satisfaction in taming you, his own little brat to whore out. But today wasn’t the day he had the patience to deal with your attitude.

“Fuuuck, your throat so tight for me, baby. Trained it so good, didn’t I?” He groaned loudly, fingers tangled in your hair to push your head down on his cock, managing his strength to let you pull out for a bit to suckle his tip. He was tired, and it showed. Usually he’d be more teasing, more attentive to you and your pretty face. But now all he did was praise your skills in sucking him off.

Your eyes were wet with tears that trickled down your face due to how deep you took him, though that didn’t stop you from gazing up at him, waiting for the moment he looks down at you. His fingers tugged on your head further, earning a sharp gag from your bruised throat that only contracted around his fat cock even further.

You should have felt grateful, you knew. He was tired, plus it was 2 in the morning, who were you to expect the same treatment from him all the damn time. But fuck, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss the way he’d tease and egg you on, his undivided attention. It wouldn’t hurt to be a bit of needy, right?

With a wet pop, your lips parted from his tip, a string of saliva connecting you two until it broke. Ran’s previously closed eyes opened to glance down at you, a vein on his neck bulging from silent frustration.

“I don’t wanna ask you why you stopped, princess but ‘m gonna need you to keep going,” he grunted, his hips shifting forward a bit and his head laying back against the sofa’s headrest. You could see the subtle bobs of his adam’s apple from your perspective between his legs, the way he was so relaxed at the moment leaving you feeling unreasonably annoyed.

“I want a kiss, Ran,” he heard your slightly hoarse voice utter. He exhaled a deep sigh from your request, his fingers laced in your locks gathering them in a weak fistful. He didn’t move from his position for a moment.

“Do you need it bad?” Ran asked, almost rhetorically. He knows your answer, just needed some motivation from you to actually do it. He wouldn’t do shit if it didn’t do him any good—and your pleasure was something he needed to keep an eye on, no matter how fuckin’ exhausted he was.

“mhm,” the soft hum left your throat with a small nod, glassy eyes looking up at him almost expectantly.

“Of course, baby. Gonna give you all the kisses ya need,”

You watch him push his back off the backrest of the sofa, leaning down to you with his slender fingers tugging on your strands to pull your head back. Your lashes fluttered in anticipation of the kiss you so bravely demanded from your boyfriend.

The second his lips captured yours in a passionate kiss, his tongue slid past the seams to swirl his tongue with yours deliciously. Warmth crept up to your cheeks, feeling a sense of relief in your chest from his compliance with your demand for a kiss. The moment felt tender to you, the hints of whiskey and cigarettes on your tastebuds a familiar occurrence.

Your lashes flickered open when he broke the kiss, your eyes half-lidded in a haze from the fiery kiss still. But the moment was quickly escalated with his free hand moving around your neck, his grip tightening suddenly.

“R-Ran—,” you squeaked, your words choked in your throat from his grasp.

“Sshh.. I gave you what you asked for, now you have to return the favour,” he hushed, his voice smooth yet deep, his intense purple orbs boring into the mess of your face, watching your features contort to a slightly fearful look mingled with lust that couldn’t be hidden behind your eyes.

Before you could utter a word, his thumb moved to your chin, forcing you to open your mouth wide. Everything happened so fast. You heard an audible pft and felt a warm pool of saliva on your tongue.

“Don’t look at me like that.. I’m helping you,” he drawled, the corner of Ran’s lips curled to a smirk, watching your lips slowly close as you processed the fact that he spat in your mouth. With a rough yank, he pulled your head back close to his crotch, your nose inches away from his erect cock looming over your face.

“Now finish what you started like a good bitch.”

HANMA — lets see if crying’s gonna get you anywhere, dollface

You were sure that the floor below you could hear your moans, though you doubted they’d dare complain about it. Not when it was Hanma that had you screaming and moaning into your pillow with his hands keeping a firm hold on your hips so you don’t ruin the perfect angle he was fucking you in from behind.

“Hanma, I can’t no more—can’t cum anymore,” you cried out, hair thrown over your shoulders and sprawled onto the damp pillow you clenched close to you. You would have felt the ick at the thought of having your face covered in your slobber and tears in any other situation but not now. You couldn’t help it—he had you calling out to him every thrust he made, not giving you a chance to close your mouth and stop yourself from biting onto the soft fabric.

“Liar. You said that 3 minutes ago and squirted on my dick right after like a fucking slut, dollface,” he scoffed between his own ragged breaths, fingers digging onto your skin enough to mark you with red.

Hanma wasn’t lying of course. He pummelled his hips deep into you harder just to taste another wet orgasm from you, the clenches on your warm cunt around his girth was enough to make him shudder. And now, he wanted another taste, not caring if this was your fifth time cumming for him, he was determined to take it.

You whimpered at his refusal to give you a break, burying your face into the pillow again while his hips made repeated contact with the flesh of your ass, the leftovers of your previously shared orgasm dripping onto the sheets. The lewd sounds your wet pussy made he slid in and out of yours depths filled your ears, making you lightheaded and weak. Even though he’s been fucking you the past hour, you couldn’t get used to how his hard cock stretched you out, allowing you to feel so full yet aching still. The restless thrusts behind you had you drooling and moaning more than you could, leaving your mouth feeling damp yet lonely. He hasn’t kissed me in a while, you noted.

“H-Hanma, kiss me,” you breathed out, turning your head to look over at him through your glassy doe eyes, damp lashes fluttering at him almost pleadingly. Your cheek squished onto the pillow, glossy lips pouting. Hanma felt a certain pang of arousal seeing you like that, your skin folding at the sides of your waist from how much he was fucking you into the bed and your head turning back to peek at him—all that just to demand a kiss from him.

“Where’d you get the nerve to demand something from me, baby? It’s—fuuck-so fuckin’ hot,” he grunted in response, hissing through a cruel laugh from how you were fucking him back so eagerly, your velvety walls spasming around him. “Pretty little thing can finally use her words, huh?” was all you heard him say in that smooth yet mocking tone of his before feeling a sharp slap land on the flesh of your right ass cheek, his fingers digging into the stinging skin roughly before pulling you back onto his cock.

“Fine then. I’ll—nngh, only kiss you when you cum,” Hanma groaned through gritted teeth, his grip on your hip tightening along with the palm he had on your ass cheek. He wasn’t moving his hips anymore, instead, he started helping your body fuck him with little to no regard for your limbs.

“You’ll get your sloppy kiss once I’m done fucking you,” he promised, coos filled with mock-sympathy leaving his lips between his relentless thrusts, growls of impatience leaving his throat and harsh impact making contact with your skin making you sob. As if you couldn’t get any louder, the onslaught mixture of pleasure and pain he inflicted on you elicited a series of filthy moans that would no doubt fill your home.

“Let’s see if crying’s gonna get ya anywhere, dollface,” he scoffed, clearly pleased at your tears and whimpers all the while he dragged your hips on and off his dick like a ragdoll, intent on chasing your orgasm along with his own.

[anisespice]

" WARNING " | tokyo rev.

synopsis: how they would react to an empty/not-so empty threat on their weiner

warnings: suggestive themes. MDI. cursing, reader is a little aggressive but in the clerb it's all fam, energies are matched (izana), hanma gets his own warning, just yet another crack fix for yall lol

notes: a little some some for my patient readers 🤲🏾 hope you enjoy !

© 2024-2025 anisespice ッ all rights reserved. likes, comments & reblogs much appreciated!

[hysterotic]

not only am i sexy and write such good delicious fanfics but i’m also hilarious i’m like the whole package!

[zeltqz]

have u ever thought about like. making a sex tape with shuji but his sleazy ass sends it to a gang gc and then everybody wants u. or maybe he sent it on accident trying to share it with u. who knows. all i know is everybody wants shuji’s girl 🤤

Hanma barely texts people. The most you'll get from him is a one word answer, or he just likes the message and calls it a day. He leaves almost everyone on delivered, except you and Kisaki. 

Everyone in Kanto Manji expected nothing less from the man in question when they added him to the group chat. He hadn’t spoken in it once and left them all on opened. So you could only imagine the mixture of shock and confusion everyone felt when they woke up to their phones pinging with a video sent from Hanma..

Ran was skeptical and ignored it, going straight back to sleep. Everyone else ignored the message too, except Sanzu. He was the only one curious enough to see what he sent, and it didn’t disappoint.

The video started off with a video of you in a mall changing room. Hanma was recording as he sat on the bed, the mirror catching his legs briefly in frame. You were trying on the dress, patting it down along your thighs. The first thing Sanzu noticed was how short it was. When you turned to the side your ass was out, and if you bent over? Game over.

“Shuji I told you this was gonna be short.”

Hanma’s deep voice rumbled behind the camera as he hummed. “Looks good to me. Turn around.”

You caught wind of the phone in his hand and rolled your eyes. “I’m not flashing myself on camera. Weirdo.”

“Just c’mere. I wanna check something.” He gestured for you to step closer. 

You sighed and stepped over the mess of clothes on the floor and walked towards the camera, taking his hand in yours. With your hands linked, he ran them down your thighs, around to your ass and squeezed, enough to make you wince. 

“Turn around.”

With another sigh you obliged, turning around and letting him lift the hem of the dress over what little was covering your ass to begin with. He bunched it up around your waist and moved the camera closer to your ass. 

“You look so hot right now.”

“This is so embarrassing,” you mumbled as he felt you up, squeezing and spanking your ass. “Alright that’s enough. You’re doing too much.”

He laughed and you pushed him away when he tried to pull you closer. “What? Come on I wasn’t done yet.”

“Well I’m done! I came here to shop and you’re picking out the fucking shortest pieces of clothing ever.”

“I picked out some regular sized ones too.”

You scoffed loudly. “Yeah, sure. Where are they?” 

He pointed to the ones hanging on the wall and you stomped over to grab them. He set the camera down towards his lap, the screen going black as it pressed against the fabric of his pants. 

“Okay I like this one.” He picked the camera back up and focused it back on you checking how the pencil skirt looks in the mirror. “This one seems appropriate for work.”

“Too long.”

“Fuck you.” You strip your shirt off, standing in only your bra and begin to put up the white buttoned long sleeved shirt. You tucked it in your skirt and turned to face him. “How’s this one?”

He pretended to think deeply, though he was just wondering how he could make it more sluttier. “Unbutton the first four.”

“Shuji.”

He stood up, coming to stand behind you and turning you to face the mirror again. He made sure the camera was focused on the two of your reflections in the mirror. You tilted your head up to look at him but he grabbed your chin and forced you to look straight ahead. 

“Just unbutton them I wanna see something.”

You sighed and began to unbutton the first four. Without a doubt, your clevage was starting to show and he smirked, dropping his spare hand down to your chest. His large hands cupped your breast, squeezing and palming it. 

You bit your lip and looked up at him again. His smirk grew and his hand slipped inside your shirt, grabbing your breast even harder. 

Sanzu paused the video, exited and typed in chat: BROOOOOOOOOO WHAT IS THISSSSSS

Koko: why are you yelling 

Sanzu: WATCH THE VIDEO AND YOULL SEE

Rindou: nobody is watching that fuckass video. It’s probably gore or some weird shit Hanma is in to

Sanzu: just watch the video

Rindou sighed and took his headphones that were around his neck and put them on, leaning back in his gaming chair and pressed play. He had a habit of skipping halfway through videos out of impatience and immediately regretted it when the screen showed Shuji’s dick on screen tapping against your lips. 

“Ew what the fuck.” He instantly recoiled, dropping his phone onto his desk. He rubbed his temples for a few seconds then picked it back up. After the initial shock wore off, he pressed play.

“Don’t fucking choke me this time. I don’t wanna get caught.”

“Just put it in your mouth.”

You rolled your eyes and leaned forward. You started off by pressing a kiss to his tip, eyes slipping shut. You pressed kisses down the length of his shaft, tongue laving along the vein that ran along his cock. You finally reached the tip again and took him in your mouth.

“Goddamn,” Rindou said, sitting up straight when you immediately took him all the way in your throat with one go. 

Hanma’s hand went to the back of your head, stabilising your head in place. You slipped your hand under his shirt, running it along the plane of his chest. You softly moaned, trying hard to keep the wet sounds to a minimum as you sucked him off. 

Outside the sounds of customers moving around and talking made your heart beat a little. Dating Shuji puts you in the most unpredictable situations and you have to adjust and be comfortable with anything. Just last week he had you cockwarm him in a restaurant. 

“Shit,” Shuji hissed, exhaling lowly when you began to speed up. He bucked his hips, forcing more of his cock down your throat. Your eyes shot open and you choked loudly. 

Shuji chuckled evilly and you practically shoved him away from you. “You’re actually so annoying.”

“It wasn’t that bad, come on now.” 

He reached for you but you pushed him away again, getting off your knees. “No seriously, don't touch me.”

“Baby.” Shuji dropped the phone on the floor and the camera faced the ceiling. Rindou frowned. “Baby wait no I’m sorry,” he apologised while laughing.

“No fuck you. You’re never serious about anything.”

Rindou heard kissing sounds and the sound of you grumbling complaints about how he always does this shit. “Lemme make you feel better.”

You scoffed loudly. Hanma picked the phone back up and set it up on the bench. You crossed your arms together, leaning against the wall, watching him kneel in front of you. He raised one leg onto his shoulder, kissing your inner thigh.

“Are you serious right now?” you mumbled, even as you ran your hand through his hair. He moved closer to your pussy, kissing it through your panties. “Oh my gosh,” you said through a moan, head hitting the wall.

He pushed your panties to the side and ran his tongue through your folds. He was slurping obnoxiously, getting louder on purpose when he heard the sounds of an employee talking outside. 

You tugged at his hair harshly. “Keep it down.” He clicked his tongue and ignored you. He hitched your leg higher onto his shoulder. “Fuck Shuji.” You reached for the phone, fumbling for it and pointed the camera down at him devouring your pussy.

For the most part he kept the noises to a minimum, lightly licking at your clit. You squeezed his hair tightly, and he broke away from your pussy to kiss along your thighs again. 

“Forgive me yet?” he asked against your skin.

“No.”

He rolled his eyes and stood up. He was always so much taller than you and that was one of your favourite things, so you had a stupidly small smile on your face despite being mad. He wrapped his hand around your throat, lifting your head up to look at him. He leaned down to kiss you, shoving his tongue deep into your mouth. 

Your hand dropped the camera again as you looped both arms around his neck. 

Rindou backed out of the video to see the chat going crazy with notifications, especially from Sanzu. He’d always thought you were pretty and deserved better than Shuji.

Sanzu: nah if she was my girl id NEVERRRRRRRRRR treat her like that

Koko: well shes not so now what

Kakucho: let him dream

Sanzu: she could be if i really tried

Mikey: sanzu just stop

Rindou: @/hanma  dude why are you sending this? Literally nobody asked to see this

Ran: i aint complaining tho

Sanzu: ME EITHER

Hanma: oh whoops sent it by accident

Sanzu: so when is it my turn

Hanma: keep talking and see what happens

Sanzu: when you fuck up ima be there tho just wait

[deiitsukki]

Tw//Cnc

Thinking about you his submissive girlfriend riding his face and your legs starts shaking so he whispered to you “Cum for me, slut” and the vibrations are so much that you immediately cum, and he holds you down and overstimulate you. “You're going to do that again.” he damanded, voice deep laced with hunger “Such a good whore for me.”

TR🏍️: Hanma, Draken, Baji, Ran, Izana, Wakasa, Taiju, Sanzu, Mochi, Takeomi, Mikey

HQ🏐: Tsukishima, Kageyama, Kuroo, Kenma, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Semi, Ushijima, Tendo, Miya Twins, Suna, Sakusa

JJK🟣: Toji,Sukuna, Higuruma, Gojo, Nanami, Todo

OP🏴‍☠️: Ace, Zoro, Law, Kid, Killer, Ben Beckman, Doflamingo, Rayleigh

KNY👹: Sanemi, Rengoku, Douma, Muzan, Tengen, Gyutaro

[rae-writes]

Doms with a Daddy kink who whimper>>> 

nsfw; gn!reader

“O-oh fuck…yeah, yeah, yeah, just like that for Daddy, c’mon baby, fuck! Keep riding Daddy like that— p-please don’t stop baby-“ 

Your thighs burned as you kept bouncing on his cock, lidded eyes watching him toss his head back and pant like a dog in heat— it sent a heat of your own shooting straight between your legs, making your hips stutter. 

“No, no, no— don’t stop, don’t you dare fucking stop, keep moving your hips over Daddy, just like that, fuck yes-“ 

He managed to flutter his eyes open, peering up at you as his hands gripped your hips tightly. The moans and whimpers left him unabashedly and he wasn’t afraid to let you hear him get louder when you began grinding instead— in fact, he only whimpered more. 

“God— fuck! T-treat me so g-good, so good for Daddy…uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, like that, fuck baby, just like that—! Gonna make Daddy cum…yes-! Yes, yes, yes, keep going, fuck, keep going! Gonna..fuck, gonna cum, gonna cum for you, oh fuck, take it for Daddy! Take it all, fuck, fuck, fuck— cumming!” 

The pace of his own hips is frantic as he holds you in place on top of him, stuttering and jerking into you as he rides out his high. He doesn’t try to hide the faint tears pricking his eyes from how hard he just came for the nth time, nor does he hide the pornographic whine that leaves him when you shift forward to connect your lips with his and swap spit in an open mouthed kiss— and he certainly isn’t afraid to beg for more. 

“So good for Daddy…so, so, so good…do it again. C’mon, baby, ride me again- make Daddy feel good again— please? Please, baby, one more time. Yeah…yeah, make Daddy cum again, y-yeah baby- like that…”

GOJO SATORU, DAZAI OSAMU, BOKUTO KOTARO, KYOJURO RENGOKU, HANMA SHUJI, TAIGA KAGAMI

[stxrmylxve]

Ok babe since the event is finishing soon please may I get a Draken and hanma with a female reader with the prompts pretty little tease and put on a show for us. Thank you very much.

NOTES: hanma x draken x fem!reader, teasing

Hearing them argue over who got to take you first was enough to get the heat pooling in your stomach.

“She clearly wants me to fuck ‘er first!”

“But I have better hair.”

“I have a tattoo on my head! That’s way cooler than your two crappy tats.”

“They look better around her neck.”

You whined out a groan, throwing your head back as you stared at the wall with an annoyed expression on your face. The room went quiet as hanma and draken exchanged glances at eachother.

“She’s a pretty lil’ tease, you know?” draken chuckles as he sits down in his desk chair and spins around to face you.

“What, did I win or sumthin’?” hanma asks as he points to himself, watching draken’s body language as he sighs, taking a seat on the floor next to draken.

You lift your head back up with a faint blush as you avoided the gaze of the staring men.

“What r’ ya waiting on?” draken asks as your puzzled face turns to him.

“Uhm.. y’all..?” you answer hesitantly as he laughs.

“Darl, we’re not running this rodeo tonight.” draken says as he glances as hanma with a grin.

“Put on a show for us, beautiful.” hanma adds as he sits back, stretching out his legs and giving the signal he nor draken were budging anytime soon from their seats.

that gif is great btw 🫶

[thewritingginger]

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I’ve thought this would be fun to try out :3

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