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#Baji fluff
ariachaos · 2 hours
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baji having a S/O who's an exchanged, goes to the fanciest expressive school, . . BECAUSE THEY'RE A ACTIVE ACADEMIC STUDENT, literally has the royalcore romanticized school life, i ask this because baji iz- "Tupid", and has a smart S/O:))
no because baji is the human equivalent of an orange cat- (i have an orange cat)
reader is fem! reader
ᵈᵘᵐᵇ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵘᵐᵇᵉʳ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᵈᵘᵐᵇ ⁱˢ ˡⁱᵗᵉʳᵃˡˡʸ ᴱⁱⁿˢᵗᵉⁱⁿ !!
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being baji's s/o includes...
it's a question from both your friends and baji's friends how the two of you even met.
no one knows where y'all found each other and how you fell for each other because from toman's point of view, it feels like baji is forcing you to date his dumbass and holding you at gunpoint. not that it's real, but that's their thought process.
your friends didn't really trust baji at first, but then they realized he's too dumb to cheat, too dumb to be a red flag, too dumb to do any real harm other than accidentally punch you, but that's probably not going to happen like ever.
and yes, your classmates think you have THE romance high school life because you have a boyfriend who's basically your polar opposite and rides a motorcycle.
don't think they don't see you coming to school and leaving school on baji's motorcycle because that shit is so loud they'd have to be completely deaf to not hear it.
it's also because baji claims that all the engine noise is the anthem of your arrival to the school and like the show-off he is, wants to announce to the world you're HIS girlfriend, and everyone else isn't good enough for you.
fully believes that he's above your male classmates because he treats you with more respect than they could ever give. respect because his mother would clap him to neptune and back and because you're smarter than he'll ever be.
there are so many reasons he should respect you and treat you like a queen and literally no reason for him to treat you like trash.
him being a delinquent has nothing to do with your relationship because his friends, who are probably the scariest delinquents in the history of ever (minus chifuyu), respect women just as much as he does.
in fact, they have told you time and time again they will gladly teach baji a lesson if he ever decides he's on high enough of a pedestal to start hitting you or mistreating you.
you've got your own FBI squad protecting you in case baji acts up, but i don't think he ever will.
whether it's because he genuinely loves you or because he's scared of getting beat up by his friends, you're not sure, but you're not complaining <3
and yes, before anyone asks, you do tutor him the best you can, and baji does often feel bad because none of the things you teach him get stuck in his head.
what does get stuck in his head is the kisses you give him as a reward for getting questions right
imma say it now, but he's such a simp.
he looks like a guy that would sleep around, but he's literally the dumbest guy ever to even use a pick up line. he never ONCE used a pick up line on you, and just rizzed you up with genuine kindness and blunt words.
honestly, he thought you had a few screws loose when you told him you liked him back.
the main reason baji wakes up at the crack of dawn to drive you to school is because he also gets his daily dose of affection while he drives you.
thrives every day he gets to feel you hugging him from the back and basically preens in pride like a literal bird.
demands kisses in payment driving you to school as if you hugging him the whole time wasn't enough *rolls eyes*
the ride with him is actually pretty calm, and when the two of you are stopped at a red light, he likes to take one of your hands and press a kiss on it before placing back on his waist. he doesn't even have to look back or take your helmet off to know you're blushing RED.
the first few times he was waiting at your school to pick you up, the security had to come out and keep an eye on him for "being suspicious" when really all they're looking at is a simp in love and just wanting to meet his lady.
and yes, baji does call you his little lady because it just fits. he has a barrage of nicknames for you, but his lady or little lady is his top favorite.
imagine the shock and bamboozlement on your schoolmates' faces when they see baji with a hand on your waist, kissing your face all lover, before hauling you onto his bike and throwing his helmet over your head.
takes your schoolbag and puts it in the little basket on the front of his bike before hightailing it out of there.
baji is dumb, but he's quite literally the perfect boyfriend material and that makes up for all the brain cells he lacks <3
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chalkscene · 5 months
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tokyo revengers ⇢ YOU’RE TOO DRUNK TO RECOGNIZE YOUR BOYFRIEND
ft. manjiro “mikey” sano, ken “draken” ryuguji, keisuke baji, takashi mitsuya, rindou haitani, ran haitani & shuji hanma
warnings: alcohol and a very hammered reader. the boys are more responsible than you <3
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this is one of the rare occurrences wherein MIKEY actually shares his food. when you’ve finally given up on fighting him for the last bottle of alcohol, you start whining about your sudden hunger so he slides his plate of nachos over to you. he watches you eye it for a second before you drag your gaze up to him. “i have a boyfriend you know?” you tell him, your attempt to be menacing coming out pathetically as the attitude dripping from your tone is dampened by your slurred speech. mikey doesn’t need the club to be well lit. the strobe lights already illuminate your face enough for him to get a clear view of your glassy eyes and flushed cheeks. “i know,” he confirms with a tinge of exasperation, “because it’s me. mikey. your boyfriend.” he emphasizes his last words, his last effort to knock some sense into you but you only let out a cackle which catches him off guard. “nice try but mikey never shares his food.”
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“that’s enough.” DRAKEN snatches the last of your many drinks for the night before you can gulp it down. being the perceptive boyfriend he is, he can already hear the complaint that’s about to slip from your tongue so he’s quick to pull you by the wrist, up from your seat and out the door. “where are you taking me?” you ask as clearly as your drunken state can let you—not so much but enough for your boyfriend to understand. “home.” at his curt reply, you yank your hand from his grip with a strength that startles even toman’s former vice president. “what the hell are you doing?” draken hisses lest you make a scene in public. “i’m calling my boyfriend,” you warn him, “bet he can kick your ass.” “yeah? i’d like to see him try.” he dismisses your empty threat, reaching for you once more to guide you to the exit but upon hearing a few whispers from prying strangers who are clearly getting the wrong idea, he stops in his tracks and turns to no one in particular, no longer caring about whatever commotion he may cause as his voice booms over the loud music: “i’m the boyfriend!”
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“let me go!” you relentlessly thrash around, yelling out threats of calling your boyfriend, while BAJI—the boyfriend in question—pulls you into an empty alleyway to avoid any possible public humiliation for the both of you. “fuck,” he huffs out a breath, “when did you get this strong?” some time in the night, he’s tuned you out telling him off, on a sole mission to stop you from drinking more than you already have. and he’s relieved he managed to get you out of the bar—that is until he hears a weird noise coming from you. “wh-” baji doesn’t get the chance to utter a single word as you begin to throw up. in a panic, he hastily puts your hair up with his spare tie before rubbing soothing circles on your back. your hair looks real messy, he notes, but that’s the least of his worries. “you feeling better?” he checks on you after a while, only to be met by more retching, making him grumble to himself, “and i get an earful when i drink too much.”
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MITSUYA is helping you get on your feet—sweet boyfriend he is—but as soon as you find your footing, you give him a hefty shove. “i have a boyfriend, jackass!” you seethe, too drunk to recognize him, and all he can do is sigh as he regains his balance. “yes. me.” something clicks in your brain at his response and you squint your eyes to get a better look at him. “takashi?” “hi, love.” and just like that, you perk up, your mouth stretching into a wide grin. “taka,” you squeal, excitement coursing through your veins when you recognize your boyfriend, “hiiiii~” he laughs at the shift in your tone and takes the opportunity to slide an arm around your waist once more. “let’s get you home okay?” “mhm.” you wrap your arms around him and he lifts you with ease. mitsuya assumes you’re fast asleep until a few minutes later, you mumble something against his skin, “someone tried to flirt with me but i said no.” a chuckle bubbles past his lips as he adjusts his hold on you. “really?” “mhm,” you nod into his neck as you snuggle closer, “i only love you.” “i love you more.” “love you most,” you reply before soft snores fall from your lips and your breathing evens out.
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you’re rambling about RINDOU to rindou himself, going on and on about the reasons that made you fall in love with him. and while you’re occasionally interrupted by your hiccups, he patiently listens to your every word then he hears a “but.” the ways you describe him next are less flattering, less romantic—how he tries so hard to act indifferent to your cooing as if the tips of his ears don’t instantly turn red. or how he has a permanent scowl etched on his face. and other things you already tell him even when you’re sober. “he’s really lucky he doesn’t have any wrinkles yet,” you add with a giggle. “you’re really annoying when you’re drunk, you know that?” rindou deadpans. despite the lack of lighting in the club, he doesn’t miss the shock washing over you, your eyes getting mistier by the second. “what?” your voice comes out shaky and your bottom lip starts to wobble, making rindou release another groan. “for fuck’s sake.”
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in spite of your insistence to stay at the club, RAN easily managed to drag you to his car. this isn’t his first rodeo. as an older brother, he has had to deal with rindou when he was blackout drunk. “where are we going?” you mumble as you begin to stir in the passenger seat. “home.” “i wanna see ran.” your boyfriend throws you a quick glance—your eyes remain closed and the rest of your words are incomprehensible—before he focuses back on the road. amused by your drunken state, he plays along. “alright, we’re going to ran.” the stretch of silence that follows is cut short when you speak again, “i’m thirsty.” so ran makes a quick stop at a convenience store, coming back shortly with a bottle in hand. he unscrews the cap before he gives you the drink, “careful.” you take a big gulp, instantly grimacing at the taste and it elicits a snort from your boyfriend. “what is this?” “water.”
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“want more,” you slur. across from you, HANMA watches as you clumsily reach for the empty shot glasses on the table, flipping them upside down as if more alcohol will magically appear. he’s not going to lie—he finds it funny. entertaining, even. and if the circumstances were any different, he would’ve even encouraged this behavior. but he’s your boyfriend now and if there’s one thing he truly cares about, it’s you. drunk out of your wits, you don’t notice when hanma slides out of the booth until he’s soon presenting two more glasses to you. even though the contents are the same, he asks you to choose, “which one?” “hmm… that.” before you can get your hands on your drink, hanma intercepts and downs it in one go. you’re about to protest when he throws you over his shoulder and chugs the other drink out of your sight before heading for the exit. “let’s go.”
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fuyuluvr · 2 months
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the orange theory 
synopsis: you tried testing the orange theory with your boyfriend. 
characters: mitsuya, chifuyu, baji, mikey, bonus kazutora
warnings: none!
notes: the orange theory is when you ask your bf for an orange when you can go and get it for yourself and see what he’d do. basically wanting to see his reaction when you inconvenience him. also the oranges implied here are mandarin oranges bc that’s what i grew up w and it’s easier to peel :pp anw thanks to @kakujis for entertaining this thought dump of mine ++ ur baji tag mwa
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mitsuya: 
“hey taka?” you asked as mitsuya hums, pushing another glass-headed pin on the mannequin he was working on. 
“i think i want an orange.” mitsuya pauses his actions as he looks at you, confused. “there’s orangesh in the fridsh” (there’s oranges in the fridge.) he said, voice muffled by the few pins in his mouth. 
you look down and pout, knowing that his eyes were still on you and you sighed. 
“ah, nevermind then. i’ll go get it later.” you say, opening up your phone and going back to scrolling on your social media. 
mitsuya raises a brow at you, a bit amused by your actions as he puts his project down. 
“alright, you big baby. let’s go to the kitchen and get your orange, okay?” mitsuya says, placing his hand in front of you to take, you looked at him with a smile and nodded your head as you trailed after him in the kitchen. 
you sat on the stool of the island table, gawking at how your boyfriend was cutting up your fruit. you silently admired his back, and how his arms were flexing as he chopped up the orange. 
mitsuya finishes up and hands you the plates of oranges, but before you could take one, he stops your hand from taking a slice. 
“wha-?” you were cut off as mitsuya grabs a slice and places half in his mouth, leaning into you.
his lithe fingers tilt your chin up and his thumb pulls your lip down. but you didn’t feel any of that as his purple eyes entranced you to a point that you didn’t realize that he pushed your mouth back into a close. 
you jolted slightly as you felt the tart acidity of the orange hit your taste buds, it was only by then did you realize that the slice was no longer in your boyfriend’s mouth. 
“don’t forget to chew, love.” he winked, smirking at the flustered and dazed expression that you wore. 
jesus christ. 
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chifuyu:  
when your friend sent you the video of the viral “orange theory” you merely raised a brow at the video. it was clearly scripted and it didn’t make your insides flutter or make you think “i want that!” 
but when your friend clarified that the video was sent not for the intent to make you yearn for that scripted relationship, but to find out how chifuyu would respond, you couldn’t help but reply to her– a bit too eagerly–  that the response will be sent within the day, you just needed your boyfriend to arrive home from his day out with his friends.  
“baby, i’m home!” you perk up as chifuyu walks in your room, he smiles as he jumps on the bed, arms immediately wrapping around you tightly as he breathes you in, letting out a little happy sound once he lets go. 
“welcome home, baby.” you smiled as you asked chifuyu about his day, the video your friend sent still at the back of your mind. 
chifuyu went on about his day, telling you about what he and his friends did, he takes pauses in between his short stories to place a peck on the back of your hand. you find the timing to initiate the prank as he finishes up what he bought as a sweet treat in the mall. 
“speaking of something sweet. i want an orange.” you say, lips forming into a slight pout and face morphing into an expression of longing, as if your whole world would collapse if you didn’t get an orange. 
“an orange? what kind do you want? candied? juice? with pulp? dried oranges? jelly?-” “no, fuyu i mean just an orang–” “ooh there’s this orange popsicle that’s in the convenience store by the end of the block, i could go buy it for us, i’ve been meaning to tr–” “fuyu.” “hm?” 
you smiled, feeling a bit tingly from the response that he gave, you weren’t expecting the initiative but who were you to complain? 
“i just mean a normal orange.” “okay,” chifuyu smiles as he presses a kiss once more to the back of your hand and then on your cheek before hopping off the bed. “i’ll go peel one for you right now, don’t move, baby. i’ll be right back!” 
god, you loved your golden retriever boyfriend so much. 
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baji: 
to say that your boyfriend wasn’t the smartest tool in the shed would be a statement that you find yourself being amazed at how his mind works sometimes. sure. his academic intellect was… questionable but his ability to be in tune with your emotions was something no amount of academic intellect can match up to. 
but sometimes, you do wonder how his mind works. 
“i feel like an orange.” you say, both craving the tartness of the fruit and wanting to see how your boyfriend would react, baji looked at you as if you’ve grown two heads. his hands stopped rubbing the expanse of your arm as you both cuddled into the couch.
“what do you mean you feel like an orange?” baji was confused. “like… your mood is a fruit? is this one of your dumb tiktoks again?” you say nothing, leaving him to ramble about what you just said. 
“okay, sure i’ll play along… uh… i feel like a watermelon” the snort that came out of you was something that you couldn’t control as a smile etched onto your lips. 
“the fuck are you laughing at?” baji raised a brow, you shook your head before ensuring him that it was nothing. “but seriously, i want an orange.” you say after calming down.
“oh. OH. you meant you wanted an orange.” baji said as he clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes. “‘should’ve said so in the first place, there’s one by the fruit bowl i think.” he makes a vague gesture towards the fruit bowl that the both of you barely touched in the kitchen. you looked at him with a pout. 
“what?” “you’re not gonna go and grab it for me?” you blinked your eyes, trying to appear as vulnerable as you can. baji scoffs, flicking your forehead with his thumb and middle finger before standing up. 
“you’re so lucky i love you.” baji mutters, voice barely audible. “what was that?” “nothing.” he says a bit too quickly, cheeks turning to a shade of red as he saunters off to the kitchen with nothing else to say. 
baji comes back with a plate of unevenly matched slices of orange. you couldn’t even complain as he shoves it into your hands and goes back to his original position with you cuddling on his side. 
“thanks babe.” you chirped, reaching up to place a quick peck on his cheek, smirking at the way baji turns his head away when he blushes under your touch. “yeah whatever.”
you take a bite of the slice, your smile dropping at the different taste of the tart acidity that you were used to. upon closer inspection, you couldn’t help but call out your boyfriend’s attention. 
“kei?” “what.” “this is a grapefruit.” 
“oh.”
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mikey: 
“i want an orange.” you say, pouting slightly at your boyfriend who was watching a motorbike race on the tv. 
he pays you no mind, onyx eyes intently on the speedy bikes on screen. “mikey!” 
“–eh?” mikey snapped out of his trance as he looked at you with widened eyes. “i want an orange.” he blinked and his brows furrowed.
“oh yeah. we have oranges, can i have some too?” he waves you off, eyes going back to the race he was watching. 
“...oh.” you say in a small voice, the drop in your voice causes mikey to whip his head towards you, a concerned expression on his face as he scans your face for your emotions. 
“what’s wrong?” mikey asked, you shook your head, gesturing back to the screen. “your race is ongoing.” mikey’s brows furrowed, not taking his eyes off you, he blindly grabs the remote and turns the tv off. even though the race was live, he turned it off with zero hesitation. 
“so, what’s wrong?” “i uh…” you blinked, not expecting the quick retaliation at your sign of discomfort. 
“i want an orange.” “eh? i thought i told you they were in the kitchen.” “right…” 
“do you… want me to grab it for you?” “ple–” “but (n/n)-chiiin, i’m so lazy.” you gave him a small frown. “okay, i’ll do–” “just stay there.” mikey huffs before he walks to the kitchen, you smiled at his retreating back, finding the dumb theory to be a success as mikey will still do whatever you asked. 
a few minutes passed and there was no sign of your boyfriend. you were confused so you stood up and walked over to the kitchen. 
“mikey?” you asked as you entered. you stopped in your tracks once you saw the multiple peels of oranges on the counter and mikey looked at you with a guilty expression. 
“wha–” “i tasted it to see if it was sweet enough for you but… i uh… lost track.” mikey said sheepishly with a sticky smile on his face. 
the situation caused you to laugh. 
“it’s okay baby, it’s the effort… i guess. i didn’t want the orange anyway.” “good because we’re all out.” mikey sheepishly smiles as he walks over to pull you into a hug, placing a quick kiss on your lips, you pull away, smacking your lips together as you tasted the oranges that mikey just ate. 
“you’re sweeter than the oranges, (n/n)-chin, that isn’t fair.” mikey pouts as he pulls you into another kiss. you giggled against his lips, making him smile against yours. 
but wow, did that make you crave for actual oranges now. 
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kazutora: (vv short, just a bonus ngl)
“toraa.” you call out to your boyfriend who was sprawled beside you. 
“hm?” he sleepily answered and you almost felt bad for waking him up. 
“i want an orange.” you say, cuddling up to him. kazutora hums absentmindedly as his eyes open and close, fighting back his desire to sleep once more. 
“go get one then.”  
“you’re not getting it for me?” “huh? you’re just lying down, i was sleeping, clearly you’re better off to get it yourself.” kazutora mutters as he dozes off once more. 
you frowned into his chest, not really taking it personal, he made sense but you were still a bit disappointed that he wouldn’t get up to grab you an orange. 
“you know… i was just testing out the orange theory.” kazutora’s sleepy eyes looked at yours with concern. “the orange theory?” 
“yeah, and you failed.” you clicked your tongue in faux disappointment, wanting to see what would happen. 
“i failed?” kazutora asks, a bit shocked. you nod. “yeah, you didn’t get me an orange, that’s what the orange theory is about.” 
kazutora blinks in confusion, mouth pinching up in the sides as he thought. 
“wait.” your boyfriend starts. 
“i thought the orange theory was eating orange peels in front of your partner and seeing how they react.” 
“you thought– WHAT?” 
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sunaluv · 1 year
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I need more “come get your man” posts👏 it doesn’t matter when but they give me life🗣️🗣️
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ask and you shall receive
part 1 part 2
pairings: bokuto, baji, sakusa
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BOKUTO
“me and kotaro would look good, no?”
the table consisting of you, your best friend, the girl and her best friend turned to look at the girl who hasn’t felt the need to hide her infatuation with your boyfriend.
“what are you talking about?” your best friend.
“i don’t know,” she twirled her locks around her finger, looking upwards in thought. “we’ve known each other nearly all our lives, i feel like it’s inevitable.”
again, silence.
“is that not your boyfriend talking to bokuto right now?”
the girl sighed. “i don’t care about him, after all i just settled. the one i really want is right there.”
you didn’t need to follow her finger to know where it was pointed. the sound of your boyfriends boisterous laughter reached your ears, such an opposing atmosphere to the one you were sat in right now.
‘at least one of us is enjoying ourselves’ you thought.
“he doesn’t think of you that way.”
the tension was suffocating as all three heads turned towards your stern scowl.
her eyes widened. “damn i kinda forgot you were his…” she waved her hand, refusing to acknowledge the fact that the man she wants has already been claimed. “when you’re done with him, send him my way yeah,”
whether the smirk on her face was joking or serious, you didn’t know and quite frankly didn’t care.
before you could retort, a loud voice called over to you. “baby, come here a sec!”
like a flipped switch, the loving smile oh so familiar to your kotaro made an appearance on your face as you left the table, itching to get as far away from the girl as possible.
she nervously watched as you engaged in conversation with your boyfriend and ‘what she settled for’. hands fiddled with themselves under the table as she watched you whisper something to the two, causing bokutos smile to drop, and her boyfriends eyes to harden in disbelief.
three pairs of eyes stared her down, one angry, one disappointed and one challenging.
there was no point in defending herself, she had already known you relayed her message on to her soon to be ex boyfriend, but what hurt more than being caught was the disappointed look that pierced her heart, the look coming straight from the man she loved.
BAJI
"hey girlie can i give you some advice real quick?"
you were dreading this. a small get-together with your boyfriend and his friends suddenly turned into a side eye fest when baji's self-proclaimed 'bestie' showed up. ever since the stern look over she gave you when she greeted you, you could tell she was bursting at the seams to give some 'girl to girl' advice on your outfit choice.
now that baji reluctantly left your side to hover in the kitchen, she made her move.
"i love your sense of fashion and stuff, you know how you just don't care what anyone thinks of your outfit, buttttttt i just wanted to let you know thank kei isn't into that stuff, he's more into the innocent barbie kinda look, d'ya get what I'm saying?"
you gave a once over at her outfit: oversized, pink sunglasses sat atop her dead straight blonde hair, she wore a bralette miniskirt two-piece with an oversized hoodie covering her arms.
not to stereotype, but she's describing herself. maybe not so much the innocence, but the barbie look described her for sure.
"he's also into blondes," she snapped her gum. " since we've been friends forever, i can tell you now all the girls he dated, or showed interest in were blonde. not to tell you to not be yourself or whatever..."
"maybe that's why he went for something different this time," you shrugged. "the ones before me didn't work out."
she played off her surprise with a laugh. "that would make sense yeah..." she tucked her hair behind her ear awkwardly, leaving awkward silence between you.
"why are you guys sitting in silence." keisuke made his presence known, holding two solo cups.
as he walked past, the girl leaned forward ready to thank your boyfriend for the drink, but he walked past her without looking back, making her shrink in embarrassment.
"for you, my lady." he bowed dramatically.
"you're so silly kei," you chuckled, pulling him into you. "hey do you like blondes?"
he almost got whiplash from your sudden change of topic. "i like what i like."
"and what do you like,"
"i like you... i guess"
"what do you mean 'you guess'" you jokingly mocked, hitting him lightly after setting your drink down.
"nothing, nothing" he chuckled, wrapping an arm around you. "why ask anyways?"
you subtly glanced at the girl who watched the whole interaction in silence, shooting her a smug smirk.
"no reason."
SAKUSA
"your boyfriends so good looking," a voice so quiet, you were sure you weren't meant to hear it.
you turned your head towards the manager's daughter who had the audacity.
she jolted at your hostility "did I say that out loud? whoops, I meant the guy next to him."
the practice match had now ended, and sakusa began to make his way towards you as the team now had their break.
"sakusa!" she waved him over, thrusting a bottle towards him. "good work out there, have a drink!"
"no thanks."
he walked passed her and straight towards you, taking the bottle you had brought with you from your shared home.
"would you like a towel?"
damn she was persistent
"no thanks" his voice remained the same. "i'd rather use things i can trust, from my own home."
she watched enviously as he took the towel from your hands, wiping the sweat from his chiselled face. not a word was spoken between you, but the warm and loving smiles and the faint blush covering his cheeks said enough.
"you know i can do so much more for you than she can," she started. "does it not make more sense to be with me? you literally play for my team."
though her words were sharp and precise, they didn't hit the intended target. your face held the same expression, save for the daring look you shot her, challenging her to continue.
before you could speak up to her, kiyoomi spoke.
"you know its better to date someone you love, right?" his mocking words took the same format she used. "and i don't play for you, i play for your father, and I'm sure he would love to hear about his bothersome daughter whose uncomfortable advances are messing with my play." he basically threatened.
if heartbreak had one expression, she would be wearing it. whether it was the way he declared he didn't love her or the way he used her trump card against her, her expression was firm, then slack, then firm again.
her open mouth twitched, debating on whether or not to try to win him back. 'to win his heart or to leave him be, to win his heart or to leave him be?'
'leave him be' she came to the conclusion.
smart girl.
though the tension lingered in the air, she did not speak for the remainder of the day, to you or kiyoomi at least.
"didn't know you had such a mouth on you, kiyo," you smirked, liking this new side of your boyfriend.
his big palm pressed to your face, pushing you away before you could see the way the red on his cheeks deepened.
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kryannoy · 7 months
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late night rides (if you don't hold his waist)
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genre: fluff
characters: mikey, draken, chifuyu, baji, kazutora, mitsuya
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You held on to his shoulder but he didn't like that so his solution was to speed up his bike. It's so fast your hair is blowing and your body feels cold from the wind. Adrenaline rushing inside you that you can't handle the slight fear of flying off his bike. You have to hold on to something for dear life and you grab on to his waist tightly, chest pressed on to his back. Little did you know, Mikey just smirks under the helmet for accomplishing his own wishes even if he had to scare you a little bit.
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He already disciplined you to always hold him tight because he knows how dangerous he rides his bike. So if you held his shoulders, he would simply click his tongue to let you know that he's "a tiny bit" annoyed. You don't want to hear the end of his nags, you quickly position your hands tightly around his waist. Satisfied, he starts up his bike and revs the engine before going to your desired location.
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Before he rides, you didn't place your hands where he wanted. His solution was to straightforwardly grab your hands and wrap them around his waist but he regretted immediately because now he's all red and shy from how close you are. You, on the other hand, noticed his true wishes so you decided to tease him to see his adorable reaction. You hold his waist tighter and snuggling up in his neck from behind. Thank goodness he wasn't riding the bike right now or you guys would be swerving with how embarrassed he is while hiding his face in his hands.
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Straight up scolds you for putting your hand on his shoulder. This isn't some kind of school trip or kindergarten shit that you have to line up properly! Put your hands where you're supposed to! Your confusion makes him roll his eyes before grabbing your hand and placing them around his waist. Even during the ride, he at times place his hand on top of yours. Or when he wants to go fast, he'll touch your hands for assurance.
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Lovingly straps your helmet first with a nose kiss after you're safe and secured. He smiles a toothy grin before facing forward. When he didn't feel the warmth of your hands on his waist, he looks behind to see your holding on to the seat instead. He frowns and tells you it's dangerous. So you hold his shoulders and you earned a few tuts and a whine from him. You express your confusion and he tells you to hold his waist. Once you do so, he faces forward again with stupidly proud smile on his face. You swore you can see flowers and hearts coming from him.
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Politely, respectfully and sweetly tells you to hold him tightly while guiding your hands to where you're supposed to. His soft gesture makes you melt, catching you off guard and just letting him do whatever he wants. His sweet, honeyed voice makes you giggle and squeal in your head, thinking of how lucky you have him as your boyfriend. A delinquent but the sweetest delinquent you've ever met. You smiled under your helmet but he was also grinning.
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kazutora-kurokawa · 30 days
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tr boys. ( draken, baji, kazutors and whoever else) with reader who says a small kiss wouldnt hurt their friendship
TokRev x Reader: Just A Kiss (SFW, slightly suggestive, gender neutral reader, fluff, established friendships, cute flustered men)
Characters: Draken, Baji, Kazutora, Chifuyu
note: anon this was a brilliant idea 🩵 threw Chifuyu in the mix because he's my precious baby fr
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Draken
🐉 You notice him staring at your lips and ask him if he wants a kiss
🐉 His face turns bright red and he gets all nervous, but he says yes
🐉 It's just a quick peck on the lips, but he gets so flustered from it
🐉 Ends up making a habit out of giving you quick kisses
Baji
🔥 Asks to kiss you because your lips look soft (he meant to keep that thought to himself but accidentally said it outloud)
🔥 Caught off guard when you grab him by his shirt collar and plant a kiss on his lips
🔥 Gently bites your bottom lip when you pull away
🔥 Asks "What are we?" after the kiss is over
🔥 Low-key gets salty when you respond by saying that you're still just friends
Kazutora
🐯 You offer to be his first kiss after you found out he's never been kissed before
🐯 He wouldn't hesitate to kiss you, poor baby is desperate for affection
🐯 Gets touchy while you kiss and asks for more kisses after the first one
🐯 Please give this man more kisses 😭
Chifuyu
😺 He suggests that you two kiss as a joke and is flabbergasted when you go along with it
😺 He's hesitant because he really cherishes your friendship and doesn't want to make things weird
😺 Kisses you and swears he can feel all the blood in his body rushing to his face
😺 Tries to change the subject after and fails miserably because he can't stop stuttering
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darlingbabyboo · 8 months
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Hi, I’m mitsuyababygirl nice to meet you.
I just read your Fatherly Love and so sweet, I love it by the way.
I was wondering if you could do a request on this video https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Nu7w6F-Ico0
like how would Mikey, Shinichiro, Izana and Draken, Mitsuya Takashi, Baji,Kazutora,reacting to that video I send you ?
Feel free to ignore this request if don’t to do the request, I will understand.
Why Can't I Marry Papa?
I'm in love with this request, the video was so cute! I split it up so this is Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, and Baji since they're Toman captains! I'll do the rest in another part. Reader is a woman.
Manjiro Sano
"We're getting a divorce."
"W-what." You're heard a lot of things during your marriage to Manjiro. After all the years you've been together, you like to think that you've gotten used to his ridiculous nature. Especially when it's so uncommon for him and sense to come together.
You never expected to hear something like this though. Never in a thousand years.
You drop your knife slowly on the countertop so you're not tempted to do anything irrational. You turn around and are met with your husband holding your sniffling daughter, Keina.
You look from your daughter to Manjiro to your daughter again and finally come to the realisation.
None of this makes sense.
Manjiro sighs, "I've found another woman!"
Your heart clenches. Tears begin to pool up in your eyes. This is your worst nightmare, Mikey, with all his looks and charisma and success, leaving you.
You swallow, trying to appear strong when all you want to do is collapse. "Who are you cheating on me with?" You're proud that you manage to let the words out at all, while on the inside you're screaming to get on your knees and beg him to stay.
Manjiro gives a heavy sigh like it's a chore to even begin trying to explain what's going on, like all of your years of marriage have meant nothing. He rocks Keina gently, "I'm sure this one can explain it to you."
What?
You give your daughter a strange look, what does that mean? Had your daughter witnessed Manjiro with another woman, is that why she's been dragged into this?
You take a deep breath and pray that your tears won't fall, "sweetie, do you have something to tell me?"
Keina rubs her eyes with her pudgy hands.
"I-i wanna marry Papa but I can't 'cause you're with Papa!" She buries her face into her father's neck, trying to hide the fact that tears are flowing down her face. She's failing, horribly.
You look at Manjiro, and he gives you a toothy grin. You release the tension in your shoulders at that. Your heart starts to calm down, now you're overcome with love at your small family.
"Sorry hun," He rocks Keina, "I gotta pick my little girl over you."
You play along, shaking your head in faux sadness, "well, that's depressing, but that's just how life is sometimes." You walk over to your little girl and remove your ring. Suddenly, her tears ceases. She removes her head from her father's neck and she reaches for the gold band with wide twinkling eyes.
At the last minute, you pull back and she juts out her bottom lip. Once again, tears start to pool her eyes.
"But why Mama!" She yells.
You hum, "are you sure you want your Papa," You tease as you shake your ring in front of your eyes, enjoying how her eyes follow it.
She nods eagerly, "I do! I really do! 's not fair that you have him!"
Manjiro grins, ego stroked, "look, Keina knows what kind of catch I am."
You roll your eyes at his words then look at Keina again, who tries to reach for the jewelry with her small hands. You hold it back, "what about Mama?"
"Mama...?" Not understanding where you're getting at, she stares.
"Yep!" You pop, "mama's the one that makes all your delicious food, which includes your favourites: dorayaki and taiyaki!" You had learned to make it for Manjiro, when you two weren't dating and you wanted to impress him. It's to your luck that your daughter adores the snack almost as much as her father.
Your girl's eyes pop and she whips her head to her father, "Papa! I wanna marry Mama!"
You laugh and place the ring back on your finger. You give Manjiro a victorious smile as he tilts his head back and groans as Keina pesters him for his ring.
"You monster, you've turned her against me." He groans.
You place your hands on your hips and roll your eyes, "not my fault she loves her mama so much." Pettily you add, "guess I'll be the one leaving you for another woman."
Ken Ryuguji (Draken)
Despite what it looks like, Ken is the more domestic one of you two. That's not to say he's the best at it (you've got the burned meals to prove it), but his shops closer to home and more often then not, he's the one taking care of you daughter while you're at work.
Over the years, he's improved dramatically, so you're surprised to see Manami and Ken crying in the living room.
Manami is more dramatic, loud cries that you heard as soon as you opened the door (which means that, surely, your neighbours are going to have something to complain about later) but Ken's tears are less obvious, you only notice the small trail leaving his face as you get closer.
"What's the problem?" You question. Manami holds onto her father's leg, burying her face on his thigh. Ken looks up at you, like he hadn't heard the door open and your anxieties start to peak when you see how red his eye are.
"Yeah- um- no problem." Ken says, wiping away some of the tears on his face, which does nothing to make you feel better about the situation. "Don't worry at all."
"Of course I'm going to worry." You sit beside him on the couch, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other on Manami's back, soothing both of them. "There's a lot of crying going on right now, what's wrong?"
Ken sniffs, and rubs his eyes again, "I think this one could explain what's going on." He nudges his daughter gently who lifts up her face and trembles.
You pick her up, and your daughter shakes in your hold. "Baby, tell me what's going on?"
"Y-you're married t-to Daddy a-and thas' not fair!" She says between hiccups of breath.
You crock your head to the side, confused what she might mean, "baby, why's it not fair?"
"I-i-i-" She gently rock her as her cries become more dramatic. Patiently, you wait for her to calm down a bit and speak again.
"I wanna marry Daddy!"
You blink, and when you confirm that she's being serious you restrain a laugh. So this is what your big strong husband was crying about, his little girl wanting to marry him.
"Do you...?" You murmur, moving her around so you can cradle her in one hand and hold Ken's hand in the other. "Okay, then we can share!"
She blinks, not understanding what you're talking about. You wipe away the snot and tears on her face. "You can have him today, but he's still my husband, so I get to take him back when I want him." You wiggle her and she giggles in your hold, her sad mood seemingly vanishing.
You take off your ring and place them on her pudgy fingers, you have to place them on thumb so it doesn't fall off. She looks at the ring in wonder. While she's preoccupied, you turn to your husband, who's buried his head in your shoulders.
"So, turns out you're a big softie." You tease. "Couldn't handle that your little girl loved you so much she wanted to marry you?"
"Don't bully me." Ken mumbles, "I couldn't deal with her, she's just too adorable."
You stroke his thigh, "my big softie." You place a kiss on his forehead, "my wonderful big softie."
Takashi Mitsuya
It's not unusual to hear cries from your daughter's room. After starting kindergarten, she's been introduced to this new world and and she's still adjusting being thrown into it. It is strange to hear them when your husband is in the nursery with her. Your husband's great with children (years of domestic work with Luna and Mana had allowed him to ease into being a father easily). It's no secret how much of a daddy's girl your sweet daughter is.
You drop the laundry basket on yours and your husband's bed and hesitantly walk towards the nursery, unsure of what you might find.
"Takashi...is everything okay?" You question as you start to open the door. You expected a lot of things, but not to see your husband holding back a smile.
You raise an eyebrow as your husband motions you to him. He wraps an arm around your waist and you lay your head on his shoulder.
"What's-" The problem you want to ask, but Takashi has already pressed a finger to your lips and mouths the word watch.
With confused eyes, you watch as Takashi gently rocks your daughter's crib. "Hatsuko, do you want to tell Mommy what's wrong?"
Hatsuko sniffles, "no! I don't want to be a bad daughter."
"You won't be," Takashi says softly, "trust me, you'd never be a bad daughter. Mommy's gonna like what you said."
"Yeah," You're not sure what's going on, but you'd never be angry at your precious daughter. "Mommy really wants to know what you said, could you tell me?" Your curiosity is also peaked.
She looks at you, trying to compose herself, blinking away her tears and rubbing away the ones that have fallen down her face. You wait patiently, as she finally puts herself together.
"I wanna marry Daddy." She whispers, sinking into herself like she's sorry for saying it. The tears start to pool up in her eyes again, you feel bad for finding the situation so adorable. She's obviously distressed about her desires, but you think that it's so heartwarming how genuine and innocent her desires are.
You look at your husband, who was the same love filled look in his eyes.
"Daddy says that since he's married to you, he can't be married to me." Your daughter continues to explain, "I'm sorry Mommy, I don't want to be a bad person, 'm a bad daughter."
"It's okay honey." You reach over and pat her head, "you're not a bad person. In fact-" You remove your wedding ring, "you can be married to Daddy, give me your hand." She reaches her hand out and you place it on her ring finger. She looks at the band in awe.
Her eyes glow, "thank you Mommy!" She cheers.
"No problem." You say, wide smile on your face, "now why don't you go back to bed honey?"
She nods eagerly and Takashi moves so that he can tuck her in properly.
"Daddy, we're married." She whispers to him, waving the ring in front of him. Takashi smiles, and places a kiss on her ring finger and Hatsuko's forehead.
"I know, I'm so happy baby."
You both watch as she loses her fight with sleep, and curls in her crib.
"Can't believe you're gave me away so easily." Takashi teases. You smile, going towards him and wrapping your hands around his neck, his around your waist. You place a kiss on his lips, filled with so much love that you don't know how you're meant to function.
"Can't resist my babygirl." You defend, "besides, like you don't want to be married to our little angel."
He looks at the little angel in question, who's now softly snoring. He smiles, "definitely." He turns to you, so close that your noses brush against each other. "I'm so happy for what we have."
Definitely. You nod, sinking deeper into his arms.
Keisuke Baji
"So you're married to Mama?"
"Yep."
"For how long?"
"Since before you were born."
"And you're going to be married forever?"
"Of course we are."
"So you're never going to get married again?"
"Nope."
"And you can't be married to anyone else?"
"Nope."
"And you don't want to be."
"Definitely not."
"But what about me!"
"Um- what?" Keisuke pauses playing with his cats, which lets you know that this is a serious situation. Almost nothing could tear him apart from his precious pets.
Chieko crosses her arms, her determined face weakened from how adorable she looks.
"What about me Papa!" She protests, "won't you marry me!"
You hold in your laugh at the conflicted look on Keisuke's face. You'd expected something like this, over the past couple of days, you've seen how your daughter's eyes would linger on the band on your finger. She's definitely been asking more questions about marriage lately.
When preparing for parenthood, you had also heard about this phenomena, children wanting to get married to their fathers when they're too young to truly understand concept of marriage, only that it happens between two people in love.
Keisuke looks like he doesn't understand how to handle the situation, dealing with an entire division of delinquents in a fight, sure, that's reasonable, but saying no to his little girl never.
He looks at you for assistance, but you only respond with a smile, holding up your phone and recording the scene. This is pure gold.
Your daughter's eyes start to well up with tears, "Papa answer me! This isn't fair!"
"Well, it doesn't really work like that..." He scratches the back of his neck.
"Why not!"
"Um..."
And that's how you end up with an amazing video to show of your husband trying to explain marriage to your blubbering daughter, something that you definitely use on her wedding day.
Bonus
"Dad! I was four!"
"Nope, you said you were going to marry me and I'm finally saying yes!"
"Dad, would it kill you to get along with my boyfriend!"
"I think it would."
"Mom stop recording and stop dad"
"Sorry hun, this is just too good!"
"You're all crazy!"
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Sorry for responding this so late! Some of these sound the same to me. I'll do better with variety when I drop part 2!
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nxuvillette · 3 months
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“BABY, IT’S COLD OUTSIDE!”
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SPENDING CHRISTMAS W/ TR MEN
synopsis: spending the holidays with your boyfriend is like a dream come true.
❥- including : baji keisuke, kazutora hanemiya, chifuyu matsuno
❥- note : decided to write something sweet for christmas coming up !! also new theme.. so new post colors :> ! i hope you guys enjoy, reblogs are appreciated <;3.
content warnings : sfw, fem!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, fluff, christmas activities, mentions of food (baji + chifuyu), use of pet names (babe , baby , princess), tooth rotting fluff.
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♡ BAJI KEISUKE
you were honestly super excited that baji suggested building gingerbread houses together for christmas. you had seen many couples partake in the activity and now that you were in a relationship, you wanted to try it out.
baji came over with all of the supplies you needed. he even suggested that you two make little gingerbread men to live in your little houses together. he honestly thought it was super fun decorating their faces with different gumdrops and drawing on their smiles with delicious frosting. it was fun. both of you were having such a fun time doing it that you made multiple gingerbread men and you had even made them girlfriends to have. baji thought it was a cute addition.
it was all fun and games until you and baji got to the house making part.
neither of you expected it to be so complicated and so.. messy. there was frosting all over your fingers and the parts of the houses kept collapsing or caving in whenever you moved your fingers away. there were a few times that he thought it would stick together, but in the end, he was met with the same fate of the pieces falling apart and onto the placemat on the table.
although it wasn’t you thought it would be, you two were still having fun. you would both laugh whenever a piece of the houses would rip over or when the pieces of candy wouldn’t stick long enough. it was hilarious to both of you, so that’s why you continued trying to perfect the houses. baji kept making the same comment that the gingerbread men can’t be homeless and even if the house was falling apart they needed a roof over their heads. you had to agree with him on that.
after almost two hours of working, you both got your houses into decent condition. it was messy and didn’t look anything like the picture on the box, but you still had so much fun regardless. you two were honestly proud that you didn’t give up halfway through and throw them away. 
“well, we did our best!” baji exclaimed, popping one of the many gumdrops into his mouth.
you couldn’t help but laugh at how they looked, but what he said was true. “i agree!” you then came over beside him to take a photo of the houses.
baji snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you onto his lap. he dragged his thumb along the corner of your lip to wipe off the excess frosting. “had a little somethin’ there..” he smiled, pressing a soft kiss onto you. 
you couldn’t hide your grin, brushing your fingers through his hair. he honestly loved when you did that. your fingers always felt so nice threaded through his locks, brushing against his scalp. he could fall asleep like that if he wanted to. “i love you..” you whispered, looking into his chocolate brown eyes. 
he squeezed your body against him, bringing you closer. “i love you more, baby, don’t you forget that.” he intertwined his fingers with yours, spreading his warmth onto your hand.
♡ KAZUTORA HANEMIYA
it was actually your idea to go out and see christmas lights with kazutora. there was a festival that was planning a lighting ceremony and you decided to go with him. both of you were really excited, considering it was your first christmas together as a couple.
you bundled up in your winter clothes. it was going to be a chilly night, but neither of you minded the cold if it meant you got to be together when you saw the lights. it wasn’t a far drive at all and there were a lot of people who were waiting to see the christmas tree shine. the sheer winter wind nipped at your exposed skin, which brought you closer to your boyfriend. kazutora had a tight hold on your body, making sure that you weren’t shivering. he’d hate to see you feeling any kind of cold.
soon enough, the tree was lit. multicolored lights were laced around the trees branches, making them twinkle in your eyes. kazutora couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you gleaming like a small child at the pretty tree. you looked so cute. he just couldn’t help but admire you in the glow of the lights.
you then walked along the sidewalks, pointing at the different trees and bushes that had lights strung along their leaves. you and kazutora had even taken a few photos along the way. he loved nothing more than to spend time with you, even if that meant his toes were numb. you never failed to make him happy and that’s why spending holidays with you felt so special. you made them just a little more exciting than it usually would be. 
kazutora held your hand as you both viewed the different houses in the neighborhood. some people had decorated their houses beautifully. “baby, look! that snowman is adorable!” you pointed at the glowing decor with a smile on your face. 
he chuckled when his eyes focused on it. he had an image flow into his head. it was of you and him together in the future when you had your own house together. you’d be decorating the front yard with too many lights to count and you would have the brightest house on the block. he could never say no to you. 
“looks cute, princess, just like you.” he kissed your cheek, making your face turn warm from the sudden contact.
you shivered at the sudden gust of wind that danced through the air. the temperature had dropped even lower than it had originally started at during the beginning of the evening. “i don’t mean to c-cut it short but can we go home? i-i’m freezing!” you looked at your boyfriend apologetically.
kazutora draped his arm around your shoulder, pecking your lips in the process. “of course, babe. maybe we can make some hot chocolate when we get home, yeah?” he nodded, to which you agreed eagerly.
♡ CHIFUYU MATSUNO
you were excited that evening to spend time with your boyfriend for a little christmas date. he had been talking about it for weeks. chifuyu planned every little thing and he was so ecstatic to have you come over and be with him. he had even gotten you both matching pajamas to snuggle up in.
when you arrived, you were hit with the aroma of food and you saw what your boyfriend had done for you.
chifuyu had bought an abundance of snacks and drinks for you two. he had quite literally gone all out for you and it made you so happy. there hadn’t been a single man in your life that would do something like that for you. it honestly made you fall for chifuyu even harder than you already had before. he had this smile on his face and he looked so handsome in his pajamas.. even if there was a snowman on the shirt.
the two of you cuddled up on the couch with many blankets and watched classic christmas movies together. the food he brought was honestly great too. pizza, cookies, candy canes, he had even made hot chocolate with those extra large marshmallows that could hardly fit in the mug. it was absolutely perfect.
with the food and how late it was, you found yourself becoming sleepy. you had quite the busy day and relaxing with chifuyu was only making you want to drift off and sleep for as long as you could. he could sense by your hums and droopy eyes that you were indeed exhausted, so he decided to take you upstairs to his room so you could both retire for the evening in there. 
“tired, huh?” chifuyu asked, lying down beside you in bed.
you had your eyes closed, but you nodded in response. “yeah.. i was so busy today..” you scooched closer to your boyfriend to feel his arms wrap around your body. 
he pecked the top of your head, tucking you underneath his chin so you were resting against his chest. he smiled to himself at your sleepy form. you were so cute. there were so many reasons for him to love you, and this was just one of them. “goodnight, baby.. i love you.” he rested his chin atop the crown of your head.
a light snore came from your lips, making him laugh through his nose. he couldn’t imagine spending christmas with anyone else but you by his side.
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angelltheninth · 11 months
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Keisuke Baji Cuddling with You
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Baji is a gentle giant when it comes to you. He always looks huge and intimidating, he did to you too when you first met him but he proved to have an extremely soft streak. He loves to pick you up when you're least expecting it and pampering millions of kisses on your cheek and neck as he caries you to his bed.
The bed isn't big enough for the two of you, it ca fit him but fitting an extra person is a bit difficult. Not to worry though because Baji loves having you on his lap when you're cuddling, with your legs spread by his wide hips and feeling the softness and warmth of your thighs. You have that look in your eye, don't you be getting any ideas now, he's just cuddling with you. Pulling his collar aside and kissing his neck won't change his mind, it might make him a little excited but he won't give up this comfy position easily.
If he needs to he will hold you still with his hands and bite and kiss your neck in retaliation. You think you can fluster him, well think again, he's the one who gets to... hold on... are you... actually moaning right now? The moment he hears those sounds from you Baji can't help but laugh. You were trying to hard to get your way yet here you are, moaning while cuddling just because he's kissing your neck. What if he were to move your shirt a little, to slide the bra strap down and kiss your bare shoulder too?
Keeping his hands off you when you're like this is a very hard task but Baji has more self control then most in his gang. If he wants to have you naked in his bed there's no need to dance around it, but for right now all he wants is to tease you and keep you still. If you behave, if you can listen to what he says, then maybe you can get what you're asking for later tonight.
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wolfiesmoon · 3 months
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My princess
baji x fem!reader
another one for my baji girlies😘😘😘😘😘😘
do not be fooled by the title by the way this is not what it seems😈 @riabriyn one tag for uuuu
Also warning there's a few swear words!
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"So, where is he?" your friend asked, glancing at her watch. You had finally promised your friends that they'd get to meet your new boyfriend. They complain that he's all you've been talking about lately and you can't really blame them since that's the truth.
You're just really happy that you have a boyfriend like the rest of them, is all.
"He should arrive right about now." You smiled happily. You can't wait to see him already.
You heard the sound of a motorcycle in the distance and your smile widened, knowing he was about to arrive. Oh, you'll show him off so hard. All your friends are gonna be so jealous.
When he stopped in front of you and your friends, you ran up to him and hugged him before he could even step off the bike. "I missed you, babe!"
"You literally saw me yesterday." He sounded annoyed but he hugged you back.
You looked back at your friends as Baji got off the bike, eyebrow raising at their shocked expressions.
"That's... your boyfriend?" One of them asked cautiously. You nodded slowly.
"Girl, you should have told us your boyfriend is uhhh... a delinquent." Your friend picked her words carefully, too afraid to upset your mystery of a boyfriend.
"But I told you about him..." Baji was looking in between all of you, trying to understand your collective confusion.
"You told us that he's your little princess and that he brings you flowers and takes you to cat cafés. I think all of us collectively imagined something different."
"All these things still hold true, though. Can't he be a delinquent but also super sweet?" You shrugged. You didn't lie a single time when you said those things.
"You call me your what now?" Baji placed a hand on your shoulder, still in disbelief.
"I call you my little princess!" You smiled warmly at him, turning around and hugging him once more. Despite his shock, he hugged you back again.
"Why the fuck would you call me that? Couldn't you have picked something better?" Your friends just watched the two of you, not sure what to do.
You pouted. "But little princess fits you so well..."
"What exactly screams little princess about me to you?" He asked. Your friends asked the same question internally.
"You're so cute and sweet and you have the prettiest hair. All princess qualities."
Ok, now your friends just think you're delusional. And so does Baji, a little bit. Though he loves you regardless.
"Listen, can't you just call me something better?"
"Hmmmm... how about 'my little meow meow'?" You offered after thinking for a few seconds.
"I asked for something better." Baji sighed.
Normally it wasn't his thing to back off from anything really, but he had a feeling you would come up with something even more embarrasing if he kept pushing. You kind of remind him of his mom back when he was younger. She kept insisting to call him the most embarrasing nicknames, even in front of his friends.
Those nicknames are a secret he'll make Mikey take to the grave.
"Whatever, just call me your princess or something. I don't give a shit anymore." He huffed.
He watched your face light up and you thanked him excitedly, to which he just clicked his tongue in return.
Your friends noted that his cheeks are a little red. What an odd pair the two of you are.
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𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅Bonus fic (You thought it was over? Think again😈😈😈)
"Aaah, you look so cute, I could just squish your cheeks!" Baji had to slap your hand away because you were actually going to do it.
He let you play with his hair since you kept asking to and now he has a baby pink bow tied into a ponytail on his head.
"Awww, you're no fun." You placed your hands back down, pouting playfully.
He happened to glance at the clock, realising that he was supposed to be having a first division meeting very soon. The way you played with his hair relaxed him so much that he lost track of time.
He shot upright, making you flinch slightly.
"Where are you going?" you asked, worried you upset him.
"Shit. I have a meeting." he hissed behind clenched teeth. Well, you suppose you can't blame him. Though you did want to play with his hair for way longer.
He quickly left, hopping onto his motorcycle and driving off to the meeting location. One thing he would never do is be late to his own meeting.
Luckily, he arrived a bit before everyone else did, with only Chifuyu waiting for him there. "Oh, Baji-san, I- What's that?" Chifuyu pointed at the pretty pink bow.
Oh, he completely forgot about that. Normally he would be embarrased because of something like this, but strangely, the bow you put in his hair filled him with a sense of pride. Like a sign that he's really yours.
Before Baji could explain the bow, everyone from the first division stopped in front of the meeting place on their bikes.
"Let's begin." Baji sat down on the edge of the fountain across from the other gang members.
All of the gang members gathered were visibly holding back laughter, some even let a few giggles slip.
This irked Baji to no end.
"You guys got a problem with my girlfriend's sense of style? Laugh at me, I fucking dare you." Everyone's expressions instantly straightened at Baji's scary face.
Chifuyu let out a little "ohhh..." since he figured out that you were the one who gave him that bow.
"Yeah, that's what I thought. So yesterday..." as he talked about the reason they're even having this meeting, he was filled with a sense of pride.
That pretty pink bow is proof that he has a beautiful girlfriend and he isn't afraid to show her off.
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shoyoist · 1 year
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.˚⊹ ꔫ — 𝐓𝐑. 𝐌𝐄𝐍 + 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 !!
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content: gn!reader. fluff. perhaps slightly suggestive. established relationship / implied marriage if you squint. characters are written as adults. hinted final timeline but not explicitly! ... note: so glad this one's done lmaoo i hope you like it! squeezed in all my faves hehehe<3
— ⊹˚. ♡ his voice always goes soft when he calls your name.
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° 𐐒𐐚 . HANMA SHUJI. BAJI KEISUKE. SANO SHINICHIRO.
"babydoll," he hums, voice low and saccharine as he slides over to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your back to his chest. his voice is husky with sleep, hair messy and eyes lidded, as he hums a good mornin' into your ear and kisses the back of your neck.
you're in the cute little apron he'd got for you, fixing him a breakfast of waffles and coffee, currently in the middle of making the homemade jam you once came up with that he likes so much. "'s breakfast for me?" he asks, repeating the little petname, leaning down and pooling his weight onto your back as he rests his chin on the crook of your neck.
his shirtless chest is warm, and he smells good — sleepy, smoky and of fresh sheets because you'd both changed the bedsheets last night before tucking in. "it is for you, baby." you say, grinding berries into the little bowl you've got your hand around. "go brush your teeth and take a shower, m'kay? so you can have a nice morning meal before you leave for work."
"ain't it the weekend?" he sighs, not wanting to move off you. you're so soft, so sweet-smelling and so comforting to the touch. "fuck work. i'll stay home with you t'day."
"you can't, it's not the weekend. and it's not like you have weekends off anyway." you laugh, dropping the little glass pestle down and taking hold of his chin, tilting his face so you can kiss him on the cheek. "go on. and if you woke up earlier, you'd have more time to cuddle me before you leave."
he smiles at your little chide, and the lines of his cheek press into your lips. "what if we just cuddled now, hm?" his grip around your waist tightens. "right here, on the kitchen counter. prop you up like this, 'n kiss you here, there—"
he pushes the plates and bowls aside and lifts you up onto the counter easily, but just as he leans in and captures your lips in a kiss, there's a clink! and before either of you can react, the little bowl in which you'd been preparing his jam for him rolls off the counter and shatters onto the floor.
"fuck—" you exclaim, trying to jump down but he pushes you back and skirts some of the porcelain away with the bottom of his slipper, looking sheepishly down at the mess. "look what you did now!"
"uh," he runs a hand through his hair, stepping back and glancing at the broom before he looks back at you — teeth flashing as his lips pull into an apologetic grin. "sorry."
"no cuddles for you. and no nice morning meal of jammy waffles and hot coffee either, it seems." your own lips draw themselves into a tight line, unimpressed as he makes a big show of getting the broom and wet rag to clean up the berry goop and broken glass.
"aw, babydoll. don't be so fuckin' mean." he grumbles, jutting his bottom lip out in a fake pout. but as he finishes sweeping and clears the spill, his expression softens again — and he walks over to you, placing a gentle hand on your knee as he leans in for a make-up kiss.
"g'nna get you a real grinder, a'right? one of the fancy fuckin' ones from the department store. 's what my babydoll deserves." he mumbles against your lips, and you can't help but relieve your frown and smile. "in my favourite colour?"
"mhm," his voice cracks just a little as he hums, smiling back into the kiss. "in your favourite colour."
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° 𐐒𐐚 . KISAKI TETTA. KAKUCHO. HAITANI RAN.
"honey," he calls, shutting the door behind him and waiting for the beep of the automatic lock before he lets go of the knob and walks into the house. "i'm home."
for a moment, there's no answer and only a serene sort of quiet emanates from beyond the front hall — and he wonders if you aren't home. but then, he makes his way upstairs and hears the sound of your voice, muffled by a closed door that stands between him and you. you're in the bath, he realizes, a little wave of relief washing over him.
"honey," he knocks on the bathroom door before opening it a crack and peeking in. "i'm home."
"sweetheart!" you look up and see him at the door, and he has to pause and stare for a moment because you're so lovely, covered in soap suds and with your wet hair slicked back, the pretty silver lights he'd got for you hung up on the ceiling and bathing you in a dim, ethereal glow. "you're home!<3 come here, baby."
you pat the edge of the bath tub, and though he's in a suit because he'd had to attend an event (a tiring one) today, he takes his socks off and walks into the bathroom, sitting on the edge as you'd asked him to before leaning in and sliding a hand into your wet hair, pulling you in for a soft, lingering kiss. "missed you today."
"hmm," you muse, tilting your head to a side and reaching up to cup his cheek in a wet palm. "more than usual?"
"more than usual," he agrees, and you notice the wear in his eyes, in his expression. your thumb caresses the lift of his cheekbone for a moment, before your hand slides down to his shoulder and presses against his chest. "come join me in the bath, baby."
"hm?" he mutters, having nearly dozed off sitting in the bathroom, your hand gentle and comforting on his person and the warm air of the bathroom that was so unexpectedly nice after the heavily air conditioned meeting room he'd been sitting in for hours and hours on end. "what did you say, honey?"
"come join me in the bath." you say, reaching out with your other hand to hook a finger into the knot of his tie, loosening it and letting him breathe a little. he frowns a little, as if hesitant to agree, and you jump back in — "it'll be good for you to relax, baby. i'll wash your back 'n your hair. please?"
and it's not that he doesn't want to get in the bath with you, it's that the tub isn't really big enough for the two of you— but the pleading look you give him and the weariness in his body that lulls him downwards along with the insistent tug you give to his elbow, is all enough to convince him.
"alright," he sighs, standing back up and sliding his suit jacket off his shoulders with a shrug, slipping his arms out the sleeves and hanging it on the hook meant for his towel. you watch as he undresses, welcoming him into the tub with a kiss to his shoulder when he squeezes in.
you end up seated on the edge of the tub yourself, letting him relax in the soapy water as you use the showerhead to run water through his hair and over his back. he sighs, shutting his eyes and feeling so thankful as a wave of relaxation washes over him via your gentle hands and the warm, fragrant water.
“thank you, honey.” he mumbles, voice low with wear.
you give him a smile and kiss his wet hair. “it's no problem, baby. i love taking care of you.”
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° 𐐒𐐚 . RYUGUJI KEN. HAITANI RINDOU. KUROKAWA IZANA.
“princess,” he waves to you from across the street, seated on his motorcycle and leaning on the handlebars. your friends start giggling as you jump and spin around to look for him, fighting your blush.
his eyes are droopy as he meets your eyes from the distance, and he'd look bored if you didn't know him better. but you know he's just taking his time checking you out. and he's looking so good but also being so embarrassing, calling you cutesy names like that in public.
you nod to your friends, cheeks hot because they're winking at you and swooning over how perfect of a boyfriend your man is, and with a quick good-bye you hurry to the other side of the street.
he leans in and waits expectantly, and you give him a kiss on the cheek before climbing onto the back of his motorcycle. he takes your helmet from where he'd slung it on one of the handlebars, and you stand beside him feeling all pampered while he fits it carefully over your head and fastens the strap under your chin for you.
“you're embarrassing, baby.” you chide, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your cheek on his shoulder as he drives off.
“me? embarrassing?” he scoffs. “and how am i embarrassing? don't want me to come pick you up from work anymore?”
“no, it's not that!” you protest, and you see the grin that flits to his lips from the motorcycle mirror. rolling your eyes, you give him a pout that he won't see but knows is there on your pretty little mouth.
“then what is it, princess?” he chuckles fondly, and you twist your lips indignation before you continue.
“it just makes me shy when you call me that in public.” you confess, the heat returning to your cheeks again as you think about it. his voice just sounds so nice in your ear, and it reminds you of something else sometimes, when he calls you those names.
hearing it makes you feel hot in your cheeks and in your chest and in your stomach all in one go. “when i call you what in public, huh?” he asks, the smile on his face once more. you punch his shoulder gently, leaning back and shaking your head a little to free as much of your hair in the wind as you can with the helmet on. “that.”
“i don't know, princess, i'm not a mind reader.” he shrugs his shoulders, teasing, knowing exactly what you mean.
“you just said it again!” you cry out, as he starts to laugh. “when you call me princess! it makes me shy!”
he chuckles again, relaxing around your hold as you wrap your arms around him again, letting out a little hmph! that hits the back of his neck and sends a shiver down his spine.
“now princess,” he deadpans, slowing down and looking to the side as he makes a turn. “don't make a fuss.”
and ugh, it's just too easy for him to tease you. “baby!”
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thvkei · 7 months
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tokyo revengers text threads; little nothings!
including. mikey, draken, baji, mitsuya.
summary. just them being the most amazing boyfriends ever:p send requests with what they should react to!! 💗
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© thvkei 2023 | likes and reblogs r alwys appreciated! ૮꒰ ྀི◜๑◝ ꒱ა
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gfmich · 6 months
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7:49 PM keisuke baji x reader
cw aged up! suggestive / mentions of sex (vv self indulgent)
here’s my content masterlist ;9 !
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“we were supposed to have sex.”
“you pussied out.”
“i pussied out.”
baji bites back a laugh at your response, watching you drop your cheek into your palm as you let out a small sound of a whine of embarrassment.
you both weren’t serious but there was.. a connection of some sort. not necessarily to date and marry but to be in the present with someone—simple. however, you brought up the infamous mention of ‘casual sex’ and he couldn’t find a reason to oppose it.
you’re both in your early twenties and you’re hot, much more reason to not say no.
unless you do.
“how embarrassing.” you mutter, not minding him as baji holds his attention on you, amused by your expressions. he finds it cute, the more he watches and he would voice that he’s not upset or anything but you were too engrossed in your tangent to hear him out, rambling that you supposedly ‘built yourself up’; promising to show him your expertise as you say but you don’t and he doesn’t care.
he just wants your company.
“this so lame—”
“shut up.”
your eyes avert to his, where he sits in front of you—not upset, but entertained. “i don’t care if we fuck or not.” he voices casually, almost as if he wasn’t out of breath and his heart was pacing from your wandering hands and shoving his tongue down your throat. he frowns at your shocked expression, grumbling. “don’t look at me like that..”
your features ease once it settles in, enough that a small laugh comes out of you and a quiet “sorry” escapes your mouth.
he doesn’t want you to apologize but he won’t respond to it, simply choosing to ignore it and haul you by the wrist to pull you closer. he won’t say it either but he just wanted your company, whether it was in the service of sex or planning a date—he just wanted you there.
fortunately for baji, you reciprocated but you don’t have the voice to air it out either.
instead, you fall into his side and move around to get comfortable, making sure to not lay on his hair before he starts to pinch your skin for ‘hurting’ him. his arm tosses around your shoulders and his embrace tightens. unbeknownst to him, you found this reassuring that he wasn’t playing this facade of a good person and genuinely meant that he did not care.
your company was wanted and that was enough to consider more of the future than the present with him.
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michヽ( ´O`)ゞ: no reposting, modifying, or translating!
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fuyuluvr · 3 months
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in a world of boys, he's a gentleman.
synopsis: the tr boys and the gentlemanly things i think they'd do.
warnings: none
characters: mitsuya, chifuyu, baji
(shinichiro, mikey, izana version)
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mitsuya: the sidewalk rule.
“did you have a nice time?” mitsuya asks as the two of you walk home, mitsuya suggests taking his motorbike at the start of  your date but you convince him to walk seeing as the weather was nice and you wore your comfiest shoes.
the venue for your date wasn’t much of a distance and the both of you found yourselves chatting in idle conversation.
now that the date was over, and it was now nighttime, he was walking you back home with the promise of a homemade dinner (which you were looking forward to.)
“of course i did, taka! it was with you, after all.” you winked, mitsuya laughs, cheeks flushing a light shade of red as he guides you towards the roads. 
“i loved how we tried that, i never would’ve thought we’d try it.” you say, recalling the events of your date. your hand was intertwined with his as you swung it between the both of you. mitsuya looks at you with a fond expression as your eyes light up every time you remember a tiny detail about the event that happened a while ago. 
“i especially loved it when–” mitsuya lets you ramble, slowing his pace down once the both of you are approaching the busy streets, he places a gentle hand on your waist, not interrupting your ramblings as he switches your positions. you, now being inside the sidewalk and him being on the left, ensuring that you were on the safe side. 
“do you think we can do it again?” you asked, not even noticing that mitsuya switches your positions as you were too caught up in your talk. 
mitsuya huffs out a laugh, a smile overtaking his features as he raises one of your hands to his lips. 
“whatever you want, love.” 
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chifuyu: taking care of you when sick.
you: i’m sorry, baby :(((( i don’t think i can go on the date today, i think i caught something, can we reschedule? 
that was the last thing you sent on your phone before you groaned at the bluelight from your phone. 
you didn’t even wait for his response as you placed it beside your pillow, you lied back on the bed, hating the way your head pounded and how your body hurt. 
your head was running hot, you were in a cold sweat, but your body felt so heavy that you couldn’t even move if you wanted to. 
closing your eyes, you forced yourself to fall asleep, silently hoping that by the time you wake up, the pain would minimize even by just a little.
you wake up to the feeling of someone’s cold but comforting hand on your forehead. you jolt slightly at the feeling before hissing at the lights that greeted your eyes.
“oh, shit. right.” you hear him mutter to himself before he turns off the lights, letting the natural sunlight illuminate the room. 
“are you feeling better?” he asks you. “chifuyu?” you answer, unsure.he laughs before he gives his confirmation. 
“baby, raise your head a little.” you comply with some struggle which he immediately helped you after seeing so. he props another pillow and places a cold rag on your forehead. you sighed softly at the temporary relief you felt. 
“chifuyu, baby. you’re gonna get sick, i’ll be fine on my own.” you say as you drank the medicine he held in his hands. he clicks his tongue before glaring at you. 
“my baby needs me and you don’t want me to take care of you?” chifuyu tuts, before he gets in bed with you, holding your hand. 
“i’ll even come in a hazmat suit just to take care of you,” your boyfriend dramatizes, 
“so go and rest. i’ll be here when you wake up, baby.” chifuyu assures you as he notices your eyes drooping in to a close. 
“get well, my baby. i love you very much.” 
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baji: holding your hand through a crowd.
“kei, do we really have to go?” you asked as you finished getting ready. baji raised a brow at you in response. 
“weren’t you the one excited for it in the first place?” you purse your lips, thinking of a response. 
“well… yeah, but–” “but nothing. i’ve already cleared up my schedule and you weren’t shutting up about this thing you had so we’re going.” you pout, ensuring that he wouldn’t see it because he’d comment on it. 
you sighed, getting ready. your boyfriend had a point. this was your idea. but people change, right? it’s valid that you wanted out because you had a sudden spike of laziness. but that didn’t seem to deter your boyfriend as he pushes you to get ready. 
“kei...” you say under your breath as you realize the amount of people that were by the venue. saying it was packed would be an understatement because you honestly felt that there was a risk of that place being a stampede with the amount of people that were going. (not really, you were exaggerating but that was what it felt like.) 
“okay, we’ve seen it. we can go now.” you say trying to pull the sleeve of baji’s top, baji gave you an unimpressed look. 
“has it ever dropped by your pretty head that i want to see what this place is all about too?” you purse your lips before baji realizes that you were looking at the crowd warily. 
“yeah, but i didn’t know there’d be so many people, kei. let’s just watch a livestre–” you felt baji’s hand intertwine with yours as he pulled you flushed to his side. 
“i’ve got you, okay? you’re fine.” baji gruffly said as he pulled you towards the crowd. his hand on yours keeping you grounded. 
“no one’s taking you away from me, pretty thing.”
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baji tag: @kakujis
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How They ...
A/N ::: I probably should have done these in different order (bedtime first) but oh well. I'm in a very HC headspace right now. I hope you guys enjoy. Horrific typos? lmk. Thanks!
C/W ::: Oral sex (nothing TOO graphic though - I think)
MDNI Under The Cut, Please
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⊰ Go down on you
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⊰ Draken ::: Is either slow and methodical or will devour you.
⊰ Mitsuya ::: Prefers to take his time and do it "correctly" (hint: "correctly" is how you taught him through your non-verbal cues. God help me, I'm so in love with him)
⊰ Mikey ::: For real, whatever, however, wherever, whenever he wants. But you always walk crawl away with newborn deer legs.
⊰ Baji ::: Sloppy. Sloppy sloppy sloppy and it's the most marvelous sound in the world, you think. It's so loud and wet and squelchy (shut up, it is a real word) that you don't know if you're getting off to the sensation of him rockin' your world, suckin' on your clit and tongue-fucking you or the lapping noises he's making.
⊰ Chifuyu ::: Prim and proper until you're about to cum. Then he has fun with it. Gets a little sloppy but that's only because Baji told him that you like it so much so he tries it out on his girl and "I'll be damned," he'll say to Baji, "she came all over my face, man!"
⊰ Hanma ::: Wild card. Sometimes the two of you will be laying in bed watching tv and he'll shimmy up over to you and push your shorts/panties aside and lazily finger and lick you. Sometimes he will throw your dress or skirt over your head and eat you like a man on death row. Sometimes he will eat you so thoroughly that you're sure you'll be sensitive for a week. But most of the time you can count on it being from behind. As I've said in the past, Hanma likes you face down, ass up.
⊰ Kisaki ::: Is surprisingly good at this. But he won't give you what you want right away. He likes to take his time with you; to tease you. On a few occasions he's gotten crazy with it (I'm talkin' glasses-fogging-up-and-crooked-on-his-pretty-face crazy). You're just so damn happy when he looks up at you and starts crawling backwards that you don't even care how he does it ... just that he does.
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⊱ Get Ready for Bed With You
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⊱ Draken ::: Makes sure you don't need anything else before he lowers his towering body down next to you and tells you "Yes, I made sure the doors are locked. But baby, I don't know why you're afraid. I'm here." He smiles at how you flipped the covers back for him and slinks down onto the mattress, scooting over as close to you as possible. He sleeps on his back mostly so you can rest your head on his chest, under the warmth and safety of his left arm.
⊱ Mistuya ::: Likes to brush his teeth at the same time you do and will use the other end of the towel you're using to dry his face off (at the same time). Follows you around to make sure things are locked up and turned off. Puts his hand on your lower back as you climb over the bed to your side and pull the covers back. Likes to sleep with his right arm and right leg draped over you in the winter (the extra heat and closeness never hurt anyone, right?). In the summer lays on his back, sprawled out, like he's in the beginning phases of making a snow angel.
⊱ Mikey ::: Likes to watch you do your routine before bed. He likes it even more when you're feeling playful and smear a little of your nighttime lotion on his face. He will joke about how he's really noticing a change in the elasticity and evenness of the skin on his face. You both have always kind of gone to bed at the same time/together, unless his boys are over. In which case he will come climbing into bed later and that's ok with you because baby boy is a bed/blanket/pillow hog. He 100% of the time always has to have his cheek pressed to your chest. Says he likes how soft and warm your boobs are and that the sound of your heartbeat is the most pretty lullaby he's ever heard. *Still shares his favorite blanket with you.*
⊱ Baji ::: Purposely waits for you to finish brushing your hair so he can start to brush his hair with your hairbrush. Then he will come pouting and stomping into the bedroom where you're already settled and comfy, whining about how his arms are tired from fighting and can you please brush his hair (you do it better anyway, something about less split ends). He has literally fallen asleep on top of you. And no, it's not like that. He just loves being super close to you and if that means behaving like a cat, so be it. Also really likes how it feels when you're sleeping on him (anywhere/any part of his body. his legs, his chest, his shoulder. He loves that you trust him enough to be unconscious around him - that's never happened with anyone before. I mean, you can't entirely blame them - no offense, Baji!)
⊱ Chifuyu ::: He will use the time that he's waiting for you to clear out of the bathroom to feed the cats that hang around your place (he knows you like to have a little time to yourself at the very end of the day to unwind in peace and quiet). But once that's out of the way, he likes to walk around with you and talk about your days/what you have planned for tomorrow. He will ask if you packed your lunch for work for the next day and if you haven't he will ask if you want him to help you or if you'd like him to bring you something when he closes the pet shop on his lunch break. "Maybe we can have lunch together?" His green eyes and sweet smile are so potent that you can never say no to him (you even offer to buy when you two meet up the next day at the place you both agree on - damn, he's good0). Once the two of you are all snuggled in bed, he will ultimately change his mind about how he is laying and roll over, throw his arm over your waist, kiss your shoulder and tell you he loves you and he hopes you have sweet dreams.
⊱ Hanma ::: He doesn't really have any routine at bedtime other than one more smoke, pissing and making sure you're coming in "sometime soon." He likes to hold you once you're both in bed but I think he likes to be held a lot, too. For all of his bravado, there's definitely a part of him that wants to be wanted for more than a pair of fists. When he's deep in sleep, he thrashes around like a drowning drunkard. Is a human furnace. Likes to have fanS (yes, plural) pointed at him from all different directions.
⊱ Kisaki ::: Has a more in depth bedtime routine than even you or your girlfriends combined. He showers every night. And don't count on or even try to join him unless he gives you "the look." He takes cold showers and is in and out in less than 5 minutes. It's just to wash the day off of him before climbing into bed - which we all know, is a sacred space - and such spaces should be kept tidy. He has a glass of water on his nightstand and a case for his glasses to rest in while he isn't wearing them. Prefers to keep to himself mostly unless he knows you're having a bad time of things or he just wants to cuddle with you. It's ok, though, because his hands and feet get freakishly cold (regardless of the season) and if he were to touch you in the night, it would startle the hell out of you.
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dr4kenlvr · 1 year
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𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞
feat. mikey sano, draken, baji keisuke, chifuyu matsuno, hanma shuji, ran haitani x gn!reader
—where the boys like to kiss you, and where you like to kiss them.
nana’s note: my posts are always like a fucking month in between one another … im so sorry </3 please enjoy kissing your favourite boys
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MIKEY likes to kiss you on your nose. he finds it absolutely adorable the way your face scrunches up at the contact—it’s a very familiar feeling now, considering how much he does it, but you can’t help and squeeze your eyes with a small pout. mikey pulls away to admire the faint blush on your cheeks everytime. at times, he’ll rub his nose against yours instead and giggle at the large grin that appears on your face every single time. “you’re too cute for your own good, y/n.”
YOU like to kiss mikey on his shoulder blades. although he’ll never outright admit it, mikey has a lot of tension swirling around in his mind, and that tension translates into a physical strain on his body. you often find him uncomfortably adjusting his shoulders, rolling them back to relieve himself of some tightness. so, one night you offered him a massage and kissed the skin along the way. mikey swore he felt as light as a feather, if the way his body melted against yours was any given sign. now, you give him a kiss there even as a simple greeting.
DRAKEN likes to kiss you on the crown of your head. it’s simple, quick, genuine, and advantageous with his towering height. when he walks towards you, you’re already tilting your head down just the slightest bit in anticipation of the kiss. it makes him grin, how well you’ve grown to know him and his habits. draken’s lips will always linger for a moment or two longer against your hair, his eyes closing as the world disappears—even if just briefly, when he’s connected to you like this, you’re the only person he can see and feel. “missed you baby. c’mon, everyone’s waitin’ on us.”
YOU like to kiss draken on his cheek. the true reason is because it gets him flustered—how adorable would it be for a big, ‘dangerous’ man like ken to get all red-faced and lose his track of thought over a simple kiss? you find it amusing, and downright adorable. every time he feels your soft lips graze over his skin, before leaving a warmth spreading across his face, draken can’t help but pause his words and stare at you with feigned annoyance. that rosy blush on his cheeks tells you otherwise!
BAJI likes to kiss you on the lips. loves the feeling of your mouth on his, and dies for the way you smile against him. but, he’s also a sly bastard who will find any excuse to put his lips on yours. you’re hungry? here’s a kiss on your lips before he goes to fetch you a snack. you’re sleepy? so is he, he’ll give you a goodnight kiss on the lips. or maybe you’re sick? then baji will call his kiss “medicine”, before you hit him in fear of him getting sick, too. he just thinks you’re someone deserving of a true kiss every single time, he doesn’t care if others are looking or if you claim that “my lips are chapped, kei!”—“and? c’mere, imma kiss you either way.”
YOU like to kiss baji on his injuries. you hate to see your baby hurt, and if he claims that your kisses help him tenfold than bandages and tylenol do? (yeah he’s a tad bit dramatic) then so be it. after you patch him up, he’ll be expecting a little peck against the wrapped skin like it’s second nature. he stares at you with big brown eyes, a small smile on his face as you lean down to kiss his boo-boos goodbye. 
CHIFUYU likes to kiss you on your knuckles. he’s smirking to himself because he’s romantic like that. you guys could be anywhere: walking around the mall, hanging out on his bed, making dinner, and chifuyu will reach for your hand, pull it up to his lips and peck a kiss to a couple knuckles. he does his all while looking into your eyes, and you swear your boyfriend is too caught up in that shoujo fantasy of his. nevertheless, it makes you completely smitten. he’ll rub your hand with his fingers as he continues to hold your palm against his. he likes to flaunt you; but in a subtle, gentle-manly way, you know? why would he not want the whole world to know he’s got a hot partner? “i bet everyone’s jealous of me, i’ve got someone like you on my arm.”
YOU like to kiss chifuyu on his lips. i think chifuyu has really soft lips, thanks to the infinite amount of chapsticks he uses throughout the month. every time you pull away from his lips, you taste a different flavour. sometimes it’s cherry, maybe strawberry, or perhaps french vanilla. it’s a surprise every time, and what better way to find out then to smooch your adorable boyfriend straight on the lips? bonus points for the way he melts into your touch, too.
HANMA likes to kiss you under your jaw. he finds it hot, and you’re hot, so it works out. it happens a lot when the two of you are on his bed, lazily sprawled atop one another. the two of you are not particularly sleeping, but the exhaustion from a busy day has rendered you both slumped on his mattress. he draws mindless shapes on your hips, and you twiddle with the strands of hair on his nape. his lips suddenly are drawn towards the contour of your jaw, and before you know it, hanma’s pressing numerous kisses along the bone. you sigh into his touch, body melting into his as you grip onto his hair a little more tightly. he grins underneath you, “i’ll never get tired of doing this to ya’, babe.”
YOU like to kiss hanma on his tattoos. i bet you all saw this one coming from a mile away, but it’s true! hanma notices how often you hold his hand in yours, and trace the lines like it’s the first time you’ve ever seen them. you become mesmerized with the curves and edges of the kanji, and the contrast of the midnight ink against his pale skin. randomly, you’ll bring his hand to your lips and place a gentle skin right on top of his ‘sin’, making hanma chuckle breathily. if only you could hear the pounding of his heart behind his loose tee.
RAN likes to kiss you on your temple. with slender fingers, he’ll pull back the strands of hair that cover your skin, before planting a sweet kiss directly on your temple. he simply takes in the way you lean into his body, wrapping his long arms around you to secure you in place—just for a moment longer. he breathes in your scent, and laughs when you urge him to let you go. he sneaks another kiss to your other temple as he passes behind you, trailing his hands across the expanse of your back with a wink. “love, you know better than to try and get away from me.”
YOU like to kiss ran on his nape. this often happens after you finish twisting his long locks into two braids. you’ll be seated behind him, a concentrated look on your face as you intricately alternate the strands of hair to form a braid. tying off the loose ends, you lean back to admire your hard work—ran always grins and tells you just how pretty you made him look. but before he can stand, you place a chaste kiss to his nape. he stills, and ran won’t lie—so he turns around to tell you just how weak you made him feel.
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