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white-poppie · 11 months

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I wanna be yours

Synopsis: You have had a crush on your older brother's best friend for years now, Shinichiro Sano, the biggest loser there is to exist, but he shares the same pining for you?

Pairing: S.sano x gn! reader Genre: Fluff-> Suggestive-> Angst -> Fluff, SFW TW: Age gap (4 years) smoking, crying, cursing, Waka being mean, Shin being the biggest flirt ever, sooooo much tension Phew~ WC: 2k A/N: Reader is around 18 here and Shin is 23. Before you come at me saying 'omg the age gap' shush.

Song rec: Just One Day by BTS (listened to it on rep while writing.)

You frowned at the grey clouds, meandering malevolently overhead, the moisture in the air made you sniffle as you found yourself tracing your steps to Shin's shop.

A weird dread lingered whenever you came to your brother's best friend's shop. The smell of gasoline and that crooked smile on his face, smeared with oil and dirt always sent a catastrophic spurge of butterflies in your stomach.

"Sano san," you called, entering the half-open shutter. Half-open to stop the water from entering. You were drenched from head to toe, clothes sticking uncomfortably to your skin and the cold made you shiver.

Shinichiro peeked at you from under one of the cars. His black tresses stuck to his forehead due to the sweat and humidity under the machinery, "Hey Y/N", he drawled, his eyes squinting to adjust to brightness as he saw your pathetic and soggy state, "shit, you're soaked." He said stating the obvious.

With a slight groan, he got out from under the car, his breathy voice sending shivers down your already trembling figure.

Dusting his pants he looked at you, "Got caught in the rain?" He said with his onyx eyes seemingly undressing your soul.

You bob, "Do you mind if I stay here till the rain stops? It's really cold."

Shinchiro nods as he picks up a towel to wipe his sweat with, throwing it somewhere on one of the bikes. He looks at you for an uncomfortably long time, his inky, dark eyes raking on your drenched silhouette. He has to clench his fists to stop him from staring, he sighs and walks into the storage as you stand awkwardly, soaked like a duckling in the middle of his shop.

He comes back with a jacket, his posture straight and wide shoulders pushed back as he walks. He grabs the jacket with his hand and comes close to you, you can smell his peppermint aftershave, his chest inches away from your face as he puts the jacket on your shoulders, fixes the collar, and tucks your hair that falls loose behind your ear so that it doesn't get stuck in the zipper. It takes him all humane strength to not caress your cheek and pull you close as you look up at him with those doe eyes of yours.

"Feel warm enough?" he says softly, his voice all raspy like he is thirsty for something.

You nod and flush, looking away, feeling as if you are melting from his intense gaze.

A breathy laugh escapes from his nose as he pats your head, "So cute."

You gulp as your heart thumps in your chest. You've had a crush on Shinichiro since you first met him when your older brother Wakasa brought home a kid with a funky-looking hairstyle. You were 8 at that time and Shin was 12. You were experiencing those cliched-brother's friend trope, god you have rejected so many boys just for him.

And being so close to him, even after all these years, sent a catastrophic spurge of sparks, his voice, his scent, his gaze--it was almost painful, trying to take each breath in the heavy air.

Shinichiro breathes shakily as he looks into your eyes, he seems to be in a spell-bound trance at the sight of you...and you are so close to him, his arms itching to embrace you, his fingers parched for the sensation of your skin underneath them, it was almost perverse how his desire for something so tender and non-sexual was killing him from inside.

"Sano-" you whisper breathily, eyes flickering at the taller man

"Shin," he corrects you, his fingers still resting behind your ear, “It’s Shin for you.”

You gulp and nod softly, heart muscle thumping like a jerking light bulb, spasmodically. Your hands and feet were cold, it was like adrenaline was pumping in your body, everywhere except your face, which was flushed.

"Shin," you correct yourself softly as if relishing the syllables of his name on your tongue.

“Good job,” he says, his eyes filling with something so raw, you felt undone by it, The hand that rests behind your ear now moved to rest on your cheek as he slowly closes his eyes and leans in.

Your heart speeds up at the gesture, but there is this void in the pits of your stomach that makes you move away, “stop,” you say softly.

Shin snaps out of the trance and takes a step back, “shit, Y/n I am so fucking sorry, I should’ve asked before, is ms sorry I misread your actions.” He sighs guiltily, his stomach almost dropping at the thought that he made you uncomfortable, "I am sorry, I really am, I should have been the mature one in this situation instead of getting carried away, you are still a kid.” He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.

Your heart hurts at the word thought that he still thought of you as a kid, you were an adult, what difference did it make if he was just a couple years older than you?

“ ‘S not why I moved away,” you say and look at the ground, knowing that if you look into those abysmal eyes, they would draw out the tears in yours. “Your explanation just proved that I did the right things- you feel as if that desire was impulsive, lust-fuelled.” Your voice cracks as you explain it to him, “I don’t want that, I don’t want that half-hearted kiss, without any romantic feelings just because of one day, I don’t want that Sano san.”

His throat felt dry at the pain in your voice, the crack in your words and the use of his family name, “who said to ya that it was a momentary thing?”

“Please,” you chuckle bitterly and sniffle, “you confess to every other girl, how am I different?”

“You are different,” he says sternly and takes your hand in his. His rough, calloused hands, the skin cracked at the intense work in the shop. “Yer’ special to me.”

“Bet you say that to every girl,” you say on the verge of crying, you would’ve died, take your feelings to your grave, but this was so much more painful.

“I don’t,” he says softly, the smile lines on his face lighting up his pale skin, “I’ve only said it to you, never seen anyone as perfect as ya'. I am addicted to you.” He says it like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

"Then why didn't you- why didn't you show any interest before? Why didn't you ever confess before?" You ask, harshly, there is a rawness in your voice, a slight desperation. You don't even try to hide your emotions anymore.

"I thought you'd be weirded out," he says and almost traps you at how close he is to you, you can hear how his heart is hammering against his slender frame, "I thought you'd be weirded out by the fact your nii-chan's best friend had taken a fancy in you."

"Shin," you say sternly and grab him by the collar of his work shirt. His breath hitches as he keeps a hand a few inches above the wall where you are standing, to prevent himself from stumbling into you. His breath is fanning on your face, a trembling arm propped over your head and face barely inches away, "do you really think I care? You are barely 4 years older than me, we are both adults, why are you hesitating?"

Shinichiro just looks at you, speechlessly, his eyes wavering between your eyes to your lips and then back at your eyes again, "dunno." He says, "been so attracted to you for the longest time, dunno why I am hesitating."

You gasp at his deceration, heartbeat speeding rapidly, he is just inches apart, you can feel his minty breath hitting your face, goosebumps erupting on your arms.

Shin leans in, as if testing the water, not quite close to your lips as his half-lidded eyes undress your soul, "maybe I am hesitating 'cause of Waka."

"Waka-nii always scared boys away from me, back in middle school, I never protested though, my heart was already on his best friend after all," you whisper out, your fingers holding the fabric of his

"Fuck, you've been waiting for that long?" he says, his breath a little unsteady at the proximity, "been' waiting that long for me? What did you even see in me, I had the shittiest hairstyle and was the biggest loser ever."

“I saw you, the real you,” you say softly, “I saw your soul, kind, compassionate and so caring. You say and wipe a small spec of grime against his porcelain and statuesque face. “I saw your resolve, that toothy grin, hands so caring they carry the weight of the worlds.”

His heart thumps at each sound that leaves your mouth, shivering at the chafed intensity of your words, he doesn’t speak. He doesn’t move.

“You are so warm, Sano san, you are warm like the sun, I can’t help but bask in your glory,” you say with a cathartic outpour of sealed devotion.

Shinichiro Sano is silent. He breathes in your words, your presence and the reality called forth, "hell, you're gonna make me cry." He says, his nose slowly brushing in a tint of delicate pink.

"You made me cry so much more," you chuckle and shake your head.

Shinichiro's eyes gloss in empathy, " I'm so sorry. You know, I guess I'm still the old stupid Shinichiro, huh? Always making dumb mistakes. But from now on… I'll change. I'm never gonna make you cry again, I promise. I'll try and give you all the happiness I never could when we were younger. I won't ever leave you unhappy, I promise."

Your heart thumps wild against your chest, eyes filling with a warmth that you can't quite control at this moment.

Shinichiro's mind runs into an overdrive at the thought of you yearning for him for so long. These past few years were hell for him but for you? You've succumbed for so long. His mind runs to think of Waka, and how he would punch his face at knowing what transpired in his mind for so long...but it would be worth it. Waka would kill him, and break his bones, but it would be worth it. You would be worth it.

And then Shinichiro inches closer, without paying heed to the consequences of his actions. His eyes flutter to your lips, begging, starving, longing for your words of agreement before he makes an advance.

"Kiss me Sano san," you say softly, your breath fanning against his raw and bitten lips.

Shinchiro smiles, boyishly, his white pearlescent teeth, glinting under the dim light of the shop. The sound of rain pattering against the metal shutter echoes, but nothing is louder than your heartbeats, "it's Shin to you."

He says and closes the distance, finally. His lips moulded against yours, hands holding your face, shoulder hunched upwards, and head leaned towards you. His long black lashes flutter in delight as you kiss back, the pace slow, sensual and full of longing.

When you pull away, you rest your head against his, and just bask in his embrace, wordlessly, as if recollecting all the memories of all the time lost.

"WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?" you hear a piercing shout that makes you whip your head and sweatdrop to see Wakasa.

"Finally?" Takeomi peeks from behind Wakasa with an amused grin and looks back, "Oi Benkei ya gotta pay me up!"

You hear Benkei sigh and Wakasa glares at them...everyone had a lot of explaining to do.

— TOKYO REVENGERS - Fanfictions

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feitania · 1 year

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𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞

❥ the tokyo revengers characters reacting to the candy necklace trend from tiktok | not beta read

❥ suggestive content. minors dni, female coded reader in drakens part

❥ Kazutora, Hanma, Rindou, Draken

Kazutora

when you ask him if he wants to take a bite off the colorful choker he eagerly nods - since he saw you coming in with the candy piece he wanted to take a bite and saw it as an opportunity to get closer to you.

He's gentle when he leans in to nibble at two candy rings and tries to not break the string but when he feels the softness and warmth on his lips he blackouts for a second and plants an open mouthed kiss on your throat. Kazutora would totally overthink if this is okay for you at first but decides on his own that you must be fine when you react with a shiver. He tests the water and catches the candy with his tongue and licks over your skin, his hands come up to your neck to hold you in place while he bites a few more off. When he's done he lingers with his lips on your throat for a few seconds before looking up at you with flushed cheeks.

"We could do this again, you know - but without the necklace."

Hanma

Oh, he is a sneaky one. Hanma comes up behind you, presses your back against his chest and whispers into your ear if he coukd taste you. As soon as you give permission he dives right in, biting a mouth full of candy off the necklace and scratches your throat with his teeth. He lets the string snap back into place playfully and laughs when you seem to startle at the feeling.

"Wanna try one?"

Hanma turns you around and grins to show you a candy pearl between his teeth before he leans down to capture your mouth with his for a messy, french kiss.

Rindou

When he spots you at a party with the choker he immediately knows what you are planning on doing. Stops everything he's doing to catch you before you can interact with anyone.

"I hope you didn't plan to let anyone but me eat off this thing."

Rindou is possessive like that and is glued to your side for the rest of the evening. Everytime someone makes a comment about the necklace he scoots closer and licks a stripe over the candy while holding eyecontact with the other person. Rindou kisses and bites your neck the whole night, barely eating the necklace but leaving hickeys all over you. At one point the chocker melts and gets stickey which he uses as an excuse to corner you and start sucking on your skin, licking a trail down to your cleavage. Rindou's hands find their way under your shirt and pinch your nipples with a low moan. Save to say you two don't come back until hours later.

Draken

He thinks it's a little childish at first and mostly laughs at you when you ask him to try but when he sees others come this close to you, having their lips near your sensitive neck he kinda sees the appeal.

Draken pulls the string up with one finger to catch three pieces of candy and bites them clean off. Loves how you react to it and throughout the day always comes back for more. It riles him up and he can't stop thinking about eating the candy off and hearing you sigh or take a strained breath when he sucks roughly on the choker.

"Did you know you can buy candy underwear too?"

Eating the candy off of you did something to him. He is constantly on your neck to taste the leftover sweetness or play with the last few candy rings. In his mind he's already playing with them while he eats you out and swirls then over your clit.

#'s.mut'#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #draken x reader #kazutora x reader #rindou haitani x reader #rindou x reader #hanma x reader #hanma shuji smut #kazutora hanemiya #rindou haitani ⛓#tokyorev #ken ryuuguji #not prof read

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trueshellz · 3 years

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Kinktober Masterlist 2021

Idea: Two roulette wheels one with kinks that I like and know and the other with characters I have written for or would be comfortable writing for.

Summary: 1 drabble a day for 31 days using the list below the cut, may have other kinks involved but the ones mentioned are the main focus of the fic.

The fics will be linked to this every day, so if you want to save this please feel free.

All fics will be tagged #⛓kinktober

Day 1: Daichi + pet play

Day 2: Terushima + facesitting

Day 3: Sakusa + body modification

Day 4: Leviathan + acrophilia

Day 5: Osamu + impact play

Day 6: Shugo + bondage

Day 7: Bakugou + facefucking

Day 8: Belphegor, Beelzebub + threesome

Day 9: Draken + begging

Day 10: Kenma + cuckolding

Day 11: Sukuna + knife play

Day 12: Ushijima + rimming

Day 13: Mammon + cunnilingus

Day 14: Asmodeus + electricity

Day 15: Bokuto + breath play

Day 16: Gojo + breeding

Day 17: Mikey + ageplay

Day 18: Baji + biting

Day 19: Kuroo + dirty talk

Day 20: Hawks + bareback

Day 21: Satan + choking

Day 22: Akaashi + orgasm control

Day 23: Nanami + breast play

Day 24: Hanma + CNC

Day 25: Dabi + wrestling

Day 26: Atsumu + temperature play

Day 27: Toji + anal

Day 28: Aizawa + collaring

Day 29: Iwaizumi + degradation

Day 30: Oikawa + pegging

Day 31: Lucifer + double penetration

#obey me #tokyo revengers #haikyuu #jujutsu kaisen #my hero academia #boko no hero academia #obey me scenarios #tokyo revengers scenarios #haikyuu scenario #mha scenario #bnha scenarios #obey me imagines #tokyo revengers imagines #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #haikyuu imagine #jjk imagines #mha imagines #bnha imagines #⛓kinktober

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sofiakistein · 2 years

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the wheel of fortune - prompts!

𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖘: closed 4ever

Hi, guys! first of all, I want to thank all of you for your support because this is my first time using Tumblr, and I didn't think I could reach this much <3

So, in celebration of that, I wanted to create my own list of prompts, in which basically you can choose between a number from 1 to 6, an emoji, and a color. The emojis are the plots (NSFW or SFW), the numbers are the characters, and the colors are the reader (could be gender-neutral or female, since I do not write male readers) I write for a lot of fandoms so feel free to choose whoever you want from the list.

back to the masterlist

𝖊𝖝𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊:

😰, 3. Aran. pink

🐾 6. Barbatos. blue

𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞?

send me an ask or just a dm, I´ll read it!

↳ ⚠️𝖙𝖜: It could take a lot of days since I´m in high school, please be kind <3

↳ ⚠️𝖙𝖜: Also, if you didn´t give me specific details about what you wanted me to write, it leads to an open door where I can write something from my imagination.

↳ Yes, you can send multiple emojis at once, don’t worry!

𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜:

📏size kink

🍼 breeding kink

😰age gap

😴somnophilia

🍆cockwarming

🐰pet play (this includes hybrids, but please specify)

👻degradation kink

🥺praise kink

🐣daddy kink

🍂mommy kink

👽dacryphilia

😈corruption kink

🏓jealous sex

📸filming

🤡dumbification

𝖘𝖋𝖜:

🤒aftercare

🐾cuddles

🍿movie night

🥜college au

🍩picnic/coffee date

❄ snow day

🏖 beach day

𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖊𝖗𝖘:

𝟙. AOT (any character but Rod Reiss, Falco, Gabi, Udo, and Zofia🍉)

𝟚.JJK (any character but Panda🐼)

𝟛. Haikyuu (any character)

𝟜. BNHA( any character but Eri, All Might, and Overhaul💀)

𝟝. Tokyo Revengers (any character)

𝟞.Obey me (any character but Luke😇)

𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖆 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖗:

✦pink (female reader)

✦blue (gender-neutral reader)

⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉

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primsonnn · 2 years

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OH MY VDYVDHDJ THEY LOOK SO DUCHVYVU. LOOK AT IZANA AND HIS BRACELETE WITH HIS EARRINYVG HIS OUTFIT JUST LOOK AT HIM AND THEN FVMMCKK ME

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kimaya2209 · 3 years

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akaashi im sorry but id risk it all for wakasa

#akaashi rn:#brocken💔🥀⛓🥶#tokyo revengers #pls #mr wakasa #fuck my mind out i beg you #💥maddie rambles #🥗maddie spoils

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sanzusbestie · 3 years

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Today is an other day of wondering why Takemichi had the chance to be near Sanzu and not me 😔🤙

Also I would like for my phone to stop correcting Sanzu for Sandy thank you very much

PLUS HE TOLD TAKE THAT HE STANK I WOULD'VE BEEN SO FUCKING EMBARRASSED LIKE I'M PRETTT SURE I WOULD'VE DIED

#that shoud be me #they laugh 😂 at ➡️ me🙋‍♀️because I’m emo 🖤 ⛓🩸☠️#tokyo revengers #sanzu haruchiyo

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getouswh0re · 3 years

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TOKYO REVENGERS REACTIONS:

❤︎ sawarasenai🥰kimi😸wa⛓shojo👻na💅no ✨bökù🌸wâ🧚ÿariçhiñ🤴bįcchī😾ńo😩osû🚣dà🎉yo💦 ❤︎

an; how would Tokyo Revengers characters react to you sending them the lyrics; warnings: slightly suggestive (cuz of the lyrics y’know ;)), humour. let me know if you’d like a part two!

characters; mikey, draken, chifuyu, mitsuya, baji

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CHIFUYU

MIKEY

DRAKEN

MITSUYA

BAJI

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planetsano · 3 years

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tokyo revengers masterlist !

key: 🌐 = smut/suggestive, 📧 = angst, ⛓ = dark content.

last updated: 9:51 AM, 08/27/23.

CHARACTERS.

— mikey.

you only call me when you’re high. ⛓

“Mikey, talk to me just once..” You hiccup. “Please don’t make me beg..” No, no, he wants you to beg. Fuck, he wants to hear you cry for him so bad.

— draken.

sandbox love never dies. 📧

is it you or her?

— kazutora.

heavenly bodies. 🌐

“He’s trying not to cum— fuck, he’s trying but your cunt swallowing his sensitive cock is the closest thing to heaven he’s ever going to get.”

— rindo.

attachment: (1) video. ⛓

you’ve got a real big crush on sanzu but your brothers can’t find out or else you’ll be in a lot of trouble.

— ran.

attachment: (1) video. ⛓

you’ve got a real big crush on sanzu but your brothers can’t find out or else you’ll be in a lot of trouble.

— sanzu.

fallen angel. ⛓

you’re his perfect little angel, so naïve, so sweet. let him have you, yeah?

attachment: (1) video. ⛓

you’ve got a real big crush on sanzu but your brothers can’t find out or else you’ll be in a lot of trouble.

HEADCANONS.

property of toman. 🌐

what’s it like being toman’s little slut?

onlyfans content. 🌐

what kind of content creator they are.

mean punishments. ⛓

how they punish their bimbo/airhead girlfriend.

#bria’s.directory #tokyo revengers masterlist

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bontenswrath · 2 years

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⛓W E L C O M E⛓

🎴Introduction:

Eida/Ei ~ she/they ~ 21 ~ 🇲🇽🇺🇸 ~ Aquarius☀︎︎☽ Taurus✩

Keisuke and Draken’s best friend

Mikey’s Wifey💍🤍 *writing this while I'm on his lap at a meeting hehe*

🎴Notes:

Thanks for stopping by! This blog is dedicated to strictly Tokyo Revengers! Some stories will include 18+ content. Please be sure to read the warnings before reading any fanfic. I do accept requests (not all but I’ll do what I can). I want to make this as much of a hate/judgment free zone. Please be kind to one another and enjoy the content!

🎴Requests/asks : CLOSED

🎴Master list:

Wait for You: Manjiro x Reader x Baji

Happy Birthday: Reader x Baji

I’ll Protect you: Sneak Peak

Chapter 1: Memories

Chapter 2: A New Start

Chapter 3: Familiar Aura

Chapter 4 : {coming soon}

#do not reblog #pinned post #tokyo revengers

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white-poppie · 10 months

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𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐋♡𝐕𝐄 — H.Shuji x reader

Synopsis: You are a small novelist, struggling for inspiration and ideas until you come across a charming gangster, called Hanma Shuji, who turns out to be your muse. Months later when your novel is published with him as the ML, the obsession only grows.

Pairing: Hanma Shuji x gn!author!reader Genre: YANDERE!, MAFIA! AU TW: crying, drinking, smoking, reader and Hanma both being twisted in the head, gore, Hanma being the sadist he is, hanma calls reader 'pretty' and 'doe', WC: 1.7K +

NOTE: I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT PROMOTE THIS KIND OF BEHAVIOUR. It is impractical scary and even gross. Violation of someone’s personal space/ life is not being romanticized in this post. Rather it is JUST A FICTIONAL TROUPE WITH FICTIONAL CHARACTERS.

A/N: Don't worry, its SFW!

Your grip is shaky, and tender as you gulp the bitter liquid down, it burns your throat in an ambrosial haze. It's as if your brain is barren with not a seed of creativity getting planted to fertilize into a bigger idea. You breathe a sob-sigh and sniffle, downing yourself in the liquid confidence.

You bury your face in your palms, and your elbows shake as you lean on the wooden counter. The music is loud and chaotic; it isn't a place for someone like you who spends most of her time, copped up in her mind, creating realms of her own as she writes.

You can't write. You can't write. You can't write. There have been no ideas, no inspirations, no random snippets of intense plotting and character-building...what will you do?

The neon lights dance on the yellowish-coloured tonic in your glass.

You hear the seat beside you being dragged. Your eyes fall towards the source of the sound, eyes meeting slender veiny hands, bejewelled with tattoos on their backs. A thick vein runs down his right hand to his elbow.

Your eyes gently trail upwards. His black long-sleeved turtleneck is rolled up to his elbows, his highlighted hair is neatly combed to one side, and then you look up at his long, chiselled face, sharp nose and dragon eyes...you realise he is already gazing at you with his lips turned into a soft smirk. You feel a sudden heat suffusing your cheeks. You try to avert your gaze, but his eyes have already captured yours and neither of you seem willing to let go. He continues to look into your eyes, and you feel yourself slipping away. You can savour the intensity of the moment, and it's almost electric. He tilts his head and asks, "What's a pretty angel like you doing crying in a place like this ?"

You breathe sharply and look away, averting your gaze from the handsome stranger, "just...going through things." You say.

He looks at you and nods, but he clearly isn't used to taking no for an answer. "Why spend your youth wallowing on the side, when you..." He raises his glass and points at the group of people huddled on the dance floor, "could be enjoying it on the stage instead."

You look at him in wonder...stage. William Shakespeare used it before: "The world is a stage and all men and women are players."

You blink and answer, "Why be the player when you can be the narrator?" You say softly, steering your eyes from the dance floor, back to him.

His eyebrows raised in delight at your words. He was used to people being scared of his appearance, his stature, his voice and tattoos. He just screamed 'danger' wherever he was. People talked to him for only a few reasons: for money, for partnership, for mercy or for him to warm their bed in such a way that he would ruin any other partners for them.

"Why be the player when you can be the narrator?" he says excitedly, "--when you can control the play from the sidelines." He says, adding his own twisted ideology to your personality-introducing a statement to him. It wasn't what you meant, but you didn't correct him. "You are an interesting one, you know?" he says and fetches a cigarette from his pocket and lights it, "you are one of the only people I've met who can keep a conversation dynamic." He grins with a wicked smirk, and you swear your heart hammers for him in a way that it has for no one.

"I didn't catch your name," you say softly.

"Hanma Shuji," he says with a proud smirk, "what's your name, pretty?" He asks.

"Y/N L/N," you say and ask again, curious about the man in front of you. You are never one for small talk, but there is just something so magnetic about him that you have to ask, "What do you do for a living, Hanma-san?"

"Just Hanma is okay," he corrects and sighs, a mischievous grin on his face, "I am a mob boss, have a big gang wrapped around my finger like fools." He studies your expression, "Did I scare ya? It's okay if you wanna leave, not gonna hold it against you or send my 'scary men' after you." He says exaggeratedly.

You blink blankly at him, studying his face. “I had my suspicions…got that vibe from you.” You say and pause, “But for some reason I am not scared.”

Hanma dissects your reply, drawing closer to you as he says quietly, his words heavy and menacing but like a siren's song, “You should be.”

“I should be,” you nod your head softly, “but I am not…"

Hanma studies your face with an unmoving stare. His breath trickles down your face, a gentle blend of cigarettes and mint. He looks at you as if he is remembering the exact proportions of your face.

"You intrigue me," he says and chuckles, "you still haven't told me why you were crying in a bar." He says and softly wipes the remaining tears from the corners of your eyes. For some reason, you don't feel revolted by this stranger's touch.

You shake your head and reply, "A writer loses all sense of the world when their mind is barren of inspiration. I was just looking for a push, I guess. But I was only met with a bottle of whiskey and more questions than answers. I can't help but feel like I'm in a never-ending cycle, blindly searching for an answer that I may never find. I'm stuck in my own head, unable to break free. I can't seem to find my way out. "

As Hanma hums, "So you're a writer, huh? Should have known by how eloquent you are." He's silent for a minute and then says, "Never was a book guy, sitting in one place just reading... it's too monotonous for an adrenaline junkie like me. In my teen years, I loved those twisted romances and thriller mangas." He chuckles in a way that makes you shiver.

You raise your eyebrow at him, "Dark romances, huh? Did they inspire you into becoming a mob boss?"

Hanma hisses with a faint smile on his face. "Not so loud, sweetheart." You chuckle and apologize.

"What do mob bosses do?" you ask curiously.

He crosses his arms and leans back. "What don't we do?" he replies. "Money laundering, smuggling, extortion, you know, the usual." He smiles, and you can see a hint of mischief in his eyes.

You can't help but smile at how nonchalant he is about it. You sense a darkish longing from both ends, like two poles of the magnet so close, just waiting for the right distance to be pulled close. It's like a course of warm ideas is injected into your brain. You can't help but feel drawn to him like he's the natural ending to your story.

It is interrupted by Hanma receiving a call. He picks up the phone and his expression immediately darkens. "I'll be there." He says and cuts the call and looks at you with longing and apology. He stands up, takes a deep breath and says, "I'm sorry, but I have to leave. I'll keep an eye on you." He takes one last look at you before turning to leave.

"I found my muse..." you mutter to yourself as you see him leave.

[1 year later]

And he meant that. He meant when he said 'I'll keep an eye on you.' He was a mob boss, so it was easy for him to find your whereabouts and know everything about you. It almost seemed like he didn't want to hide his presence from you. However, you for some odd reason didn't mind this man spying on your life; it made you excited.

By this time you had completely researched his life, persona, crimes, and remembered them like a textbook. Multiple articles of his gang's works were pasted on your apartment walls along with letters in front of your apartment. These letters had no sender or address, but the cologne smell was him. You pinned the letters to your walls, sighing and reading them multiple times a day, knowing he was watching you all the time.

You smiled softly, signing your book 'Ghastly Love' in the author convention. Having been acclaimed as one of the bestselling dark romances on booktok and bookstagram, you were elated to have met Hanma Shuji that night...the man who inspired you to write a book. You had never met him for a year. However, you felt his presence, his gaze and the imaginary version of him you created in your head.

Another happy fan comes and you sign the book for them. Multiple people praise your writing, but it feels so empty. The convention ends and everyone leaves. Everyone is wrapping up when one last fan comes.

I'm sorry I can't do anything. My train got late." He says, drawing your attention as the security guards push him away and all the other writers stare at him.

"Come on I just want Y/N L/N's sign. I've travelled far for this, I'll leave in 5 minutes." He says and you chuckle.

"Let him in," you say and smile, impressed by this fan's dedication. He walks confidently towards you

You look up and smile at another person, he is taller than the rest, your hands are ready to sign the book when you spot the familiar tattoo on his hand...Hanma.

A shocked gasp escapes your throat as you look up at him, your eyes watering. He lowers his mask and smirks. "Hey doe." He says, calling you the name your ML called your FL in the novel. "You've become quite famous over the past few months, yeah? But let me tell you, the guy you wrote about in your novel is nothing. This right here, in front of you is the real deal." He smirks.

You sob and hug him tightly. You had him now...and you wouldn't let him go. He was your muse, after all. Suddenly, he pulls away and looks deeply into your eyes. He whispers, "So freaking proud of ya'." He says and kisses you.

'Dedicated to the handsome stranger I found in the bar that night. Thank you for being my muse; I highly anticipate meeting you again, and this time I won't let you go."

DID YALL KNOW IVE WRITTEN A BOOK LIKE Y/N TOO?!?! Of Vengeance and Ashes” -> BUY NOW!!!! I am a 15-year-old author who needs support, I assure you it won't disappoint! It's okay if you don't buy, it would be enough to share the link with someone else who might be interested! I humbly request you support my career as a child author by purchasing my book. This would help me to write more books in future.

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zzhaitani · 3 years

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Day 9: Draken + begging

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Warnings: female reader, begging, orgasm control, kissing, teasing, softdom!Draken, pet names (good girl, pretty girl)

Summary: Draken loves hearing you beg for him...

It'd been at least an hour, felt more like ten, but you were sure you were going to die soon. Or pass out. Or melt into a puddle of goo and need to be mopped up. Draken had pinned you under him as soon as you walked in front work, his strong arms a vice around your thighs as he kissed you, dark tendrils of his hair fanning across his face as he groaned into your mouth. Not losing contact as he stripped you bare, clothes thrown across the room and landing in a heap as you giggled under him. His eyes crinkling as he watched you squirm and try to run away, gasping loudly when he caged you under him again.

"You gonna be a good girl and stay put?" You shook your head, eyes dancing in amusement. "Brat."

And that's how you ended up here.

Draken had held your hands, fingers intertwined with his as you licked and sucked your core. Tongue lapping at your folds, swirling around your clit as he tongue fucked your wet hole. Moving or struggling was futile, years of exercise and training had honed his body into a work of art and made his body solid muscle. All you could do was whine and moan when his tongue pressed inside you, humming as he moved it in and out a few times before adding a finger into the mix. Curling and scissoring them as he opened you up, eyes flickering up and meeting yours as you struggled to breathe.

"Ken! Oh fuck. Ken, please. I wanna cum, please? Don't... no. Wait. Oh god. Ken. Ken. You're being mean. Lemme cum, please."

Smiling as he licked a stripe from hole to clit, he let your sex babble wash over him each word shooting straight to his dick and making him harder. Transferring both your hands to one, using the other to reach up as massage your breasts, thumb rubbing your nipples and rubbing the underside softly. He watched as your back arched, pussy fluttering as you neared orgasm, pulling away and sitting back with a small smirk.

"Ken! Noooooo. Why?! I wanna cum. Please? I'll be good, I promise. I'll be so good for you. Please? Why did you stop? I was so close. Ken, please."

Back arching again when he pushed himself inside you, wet walls squeezing him tight as he bottomed out, his hands holding your hips as he slammed into you again and again. Reading your body and waiting until you were on the brink of orgasm before pulling away with a chuckle, louder when you moaned and tried to scratch his sculpted chest, red marks across his pecs.

"Such a good little girl for me, aren't you? Your body knows me so well, gives me all the pretty signs to read."

"Stop... please. Please, Ken. Lemme cum, please. I've been good. I swear. Ken! Don't stop, please. You feel so good, Ken. So big. Oh God. Please move, please."

Leaning down to take your lips in a soft kiss, hand holding your jaw as he began moving slowly while locking eyes with you. The slam of his hips against your ass, skin on skin echoing in the room as your eyes rolled back. His hand rubbing your clit in small circles, the extra stimulation making you twitch and moan.

"Cum for me then, pretty girl."

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