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#haitani ran x you
wolfiesmoon · 3 months
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I can't sleep
Ran x good girl!reader
Do i want a bad boy (literal criminal) bf? Yea but i would probably cry if he insulted me or got into trouble in any capacity at all
(i am totally not unironically vibing to pretty little psycho while writing this)
edit: i made a part 2!!
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"I dare you to kiss Haitani Ran." Your friend nudged you.
You knew you shouldn't have agreed to this stupid game of truth or dare. You knew your friend was going to make you do stupid stuff like this.
"Like... the big scary delinquent guy?" You asked, hoping you heard her wrong.
"Yeah, that Haitani Ran." Your friend smirked mischeviously.
"How about I don't do that?" The last thing you'd want to do is get involved wth any delinquents or gangs. You have no idea how dangerous Ran could be and even if he wasn't you'd still refuse to kiss a good for nothing delinquent.
"Are you trying to get me killed?" you followed up, realising just how bad this dare could end up.
"You do know that refusing this dare means that you have to do anything I say for a week, right?" Your friend had a horribly evil look on her face. You don't even want to know the things she would make you do if you refused this stupid dare.
But is kissing Ran any better? Pick your poison, you suppose.
"Fine, I'll do it." You said behind clenched teeth, not at all happy about this outcome. You've never even kissed before, and now you have to kiss freaking Ran Haitani. You might actually die.
Why did you agree? What is wrong with you?
This might just be the worst day of your life.
You ended up being a little unfocused in class, making your teacher worry.
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"Haitani-san." you call out to him, your voice dying off slightly at the end due to nerves. You're the only ones left in the classroom, with your friend watching from behind the door to make sure you actually do it. He looks back at you and you feel a shiver run through you.
Oh my god, you're actually doing this.
He stops, waiting to see what you want with him. You move closer to him, and his eyes narrow slightly, as if he's getting a good look at you.
"Now, what could the class president herself possibly want with me?" his tone was slightly mocking and you would have showed him you're not to be messed with but honestly you'd probably be the one losing in that scenario.
You inhaled sharply, pulling him down by his braids and planting a kiss straight onto his lips. This feels like a bad shojo plot, the "good girl" falls in love with the "bad boy" and kisses him all of a sudden. Except there's no romance involved here. Just a dare.
Is this how you kiss? Why does it feel so strange? That should be enough, right? You can feel your parents shaking their heads dissaprovingly already.
Ok, now you're just kissing him for way too long. It's time to let go. And you try to, you really do. Since when were his arms wrapped around your waist, anyways? And why isn't he letting you go?!
You can feel your friend's evil stare burning into your back. This is not amusing!
He laughed a little into the kiss, pulling you impossibly closer. Oh, so they're both going to enjoy your suffering now, you see how it is.
Still, kissing him isn't half ba-
Ok, you're actually losing it. You need out and fast.
You wriggled out of his grasp, running away as fast as your legs could take you. You heard both Ran and your friend yell something behind you but you honestly don't care.
Why did you ever agree to do this?!
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That same thought persisted even as you tossed and turned in bed that night.
"Oh god, he's going to send his goons after me and I'm gonna die... And then I won't ever get to become successful..." you muttered to yourself.
"Or maybe he's gonna come and kill me myself after school tommorow... Ugh..." you can't come to school tired, you won't be able to pay attention in class that way. You can't ruin your perfect record by falling asleep in class.
Who cares about the perfect record?! You should be worried for your life!
"And what is that stupid noise, anyways?" you muttered, grumbling and getting up to inspect the source. Another stone hits the window, making you jump slightly. You walk to the window and open it, narrowly avoiding a stone that was thrown your way.
"Sorry!~"
Wait. You'd recognise that voice anywhere.
It's Ran.
"What are you doing here? How did you even get my adress?" you half yelled, not wanting to wake up your parents.
"You shouldn't sweat the little things. Come downstairs." he was smiling calmly, but you still couldn't tell if he was threatening you. Actually, is that his motorcycle parked next to him?
"You should probably put on a jacket too. It's real cold." he added on, and you nervously closed the window, quietly sneaking downstairs and putting on a jacket. Your pyjamas are not the most presentable, but you really don't want to test his patience right now.
You met him outside. What is he going to do to you now?
"Get on." he pointed to his bike, catching you off guard.
"Not without a helmet, riding a motorcycle without one can be really dangerous and you could lose your life." you couldn't help but bring up safety regulations. It's in your nature.
"I told you, don't sweat the details and just sit down." he completely ignored you, pushing you in the direction of the bike. You complied, sitting down on it awkwardly, not sure what to expect. He doesn't seem violent...
He sat down behind you, revving up the engine and just driving off without a care in the world.
"W-Wait!" you were shocked at the speed, grabbing onto him by instinct and missing the way his lips curved up at that.
"Where are you taking me?! I never consented to this!" you had to yell over the sound of the engine, shutting your eyes. He was right, it really is cold when you're riding on a motorcycle.
"And you know what I didn't consent to? That kiss." he replied and your face scrunched up a little, cringing at the not so distant memory. "But that's fine, because that means you're mine now."
"Huh?!" you finally opened your eyes, looking up at him. His expression was a little hard to make out since the only thing illuminating it was street lights that you were speeding past. Is he even following the speed limit?
"I value my sleep, you see. And that little stunt you pulled made me unable to fall asleep. So I figured I might as well give you a little visit." he placed a hand over you protectively, making you worry about your safety even more.
"Who would have thought the top of the class good girl would fall for me?" he looked down at you.
"I did not fall in love with you! It was a dare!" you shot back.
"Oh well, doesn't matter. You're my girl now. And that's that."
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geltears · 4 months
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bf!ran who's trying his best
Haitani Ran x Reader/ exhibitionism, fingering +
bf!ran who doesn't really get how to do this boyfriend thing, he's in his early twenties and you're the first girl he's ever taken seriously after being one of the biggest man-whores in Roppongi
He drags you along with him literally everywhere he goes like you're an accessory, shooting you a quick text before pulling up in his pretty car to get you. You always end up on his lap in a nightclub that has too many half-naked girls and way too many gun-carrying mobsters that Ran calls his 'friends'
Rindou's sick of watching you grind your cunt down on his brother's clothed thigh and Ran can't get enough of the feel of you as he squeezes your ass through your tiny dress, so small it's riding up your ass to give Hanma and the others an eye-full of white lace
You always end up letting him fuck you: either in the backseat of his car, the vip club bathroom or right there in the lounge in front of his friends. Your boyfriend makes you feel like a cheap whore with the way he presses his palm flat on your back, arching your back so he can pull your panties aside and slip two of his fingers in.
Hanma whistles and Ran's jaw twitches, wondering if he should finish fingering you or punch him in the face with his slicked up hand. You hear him click his tongue and moan at the feel of him going knuckle deep inside you. You squeal like a slut and he gives you a wet smooch on your cheek.
You're his pretty whore.
The music in the club is always so loud and the lighting is so dim, the wet sounds of Ran playing with your pussy barely echo in the private booth. You're sure Rindou and Hanma can see your pussy clearly and you don't think Ran likes it with how harsh his grip on your ass is getting. His pace speeds up until you're squirming on his lap and he's chuckling lowly into your ear, "You like that, huh?"
Yes, yes, yess you love it and you hope he knows it when you gush all over his fingers, moaning and kissing his jaw with nothing but hearts for him in your eyes.
Hanma always gets so sad on the occasions when Ran doesn't simply pull his cock out and fuck you for them to see. His cock is still half-hard in his pants as Ran helps you up and pulls your dress back down over your ass before taking you out to his car. He's lucky he didn't slap him across his fucking face
Ran waits til you've gotten into the front seat before patting his thigh to tell you to crawl over the console and onto his lap. He kisses you like a man starved, a mesh of teeth and tongue and spit connecting your lips. He loves you.
He makes you unbuckle his pants yourself and pull his cock out since you want it so bad. "Sorry baby no condoms," he says and shrugs like he always does, knowing he hasn't bought condoms in months. You couldn't care less, not when his cock is hot and rock hard against your lower belly, sticky pre dribbling from his tip against your dress.
He pops the tip in and slides it in and out a few times, just to see your face twist with pleasure and your eyebrows scrunch in frustration as he refuses to give you the whole thing. Finally, he pushes in to the hilt until his happy trail is brushing against your clit deliciously and you're sounding like a grade-A pornstar in his front seat.
He fucks you like he hates you and cums right up against your cervix before he pulls out and watches his thick load drip out of your pussy and onto his expensive pants.
He'll take you back to your apartment and have a bouquet delivered to you in the morning because he'll probably disappear and ignore your calls until the next time he randomly shows up to take you out again.
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inkykeiji · 5 months
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characters: haitani ran x fem!reader x haitani rindou warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, consensual somnophilia, rough sex, implied poly relationship, minimal prep, lots of cum words: 1.4k
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the haitani brothers have fallen into a bit of a habit as of late. a nasty habit, a naughty habit, and, to them, a natural habit. 
or so they’ve told you. 
it’s become a part of their morning and nightly routines, the perfect way to start and end their days—by fucking you awake, and fucking you to sleep. 
they’ve got a sort of system going now, working in perfect sync just like they always do, falling into step with one another efficiently, effortlessly. 
as to be expected. 
despite his aversion to waking up, ran has taken the morning shift. he’s careful with it, cautious with it, rousing you slow and soft and sweet as he sinks his cock into you, breathing out an airy little sigh against the nape of your neck as he watches your cunt stretch and strain around his girth, as he finally bottoms out, cockhead pressed snug to your cervix and hips pressed flush to your ass, balls nudging you gently. 
his favourite part will always be the way your face scrunches oh-so-cutely, features warped in pain—brow crinkled and nose crumpled—the moment he grinds himself into the sensitive mound of tissue, lazy and languid yet somehow still powerful and purposeful. his hips move in precise little gyrations, rubbing quick circles into your cervix until those stringy whines are oozing from your lips and soaking into your pillow, cheek still half-buried in the flesh.
those precious little sounds evolve into pitchy mewls and high moans, stammered by each hitch of your breath with each rub of his cock, climbing in volume and frequency as a dense pressure collects in the pit of your stomach, steadily pulling you further and further into consciousness.
ran presses his forehead to the crown of your head, rests it there and lets his eyes slip shut as he works into you, works to wake you up, gradual and gentle with shallow little thrusts, just enough to have the head of his cock dragging and rolling over that swollen spot buried deep within you—that spot he knows so well, that spot he relentlessly abuses with each and every sunrise, that spot that has you trembling and clenching and crying out his name as your cunt gushes slick all over him—so much, too much, and god, baby, you always make such a mess—sticky and slippery as it streams down his shaft and coats his thighs. 
and it’s only after this, after he’s sure your orgasm has smashed through your unconsciousness and left you wide awake with pleasant mush for brains, that he will really fuck you just the way he likes to; swift, smooth strokes of his cock as his hips jackhammer that sometimes have you convulsing on him for a second time as he spills himself into you, a gasp of your name beautiful and breathless on his tongue.
it’s rare that ran will actually get up with you, usually falling back asleep a mere moment or two after he’s filled you with his cum, but him being awake was never the goal. as long as it has you rolling out of bed on wobbly legs and with dollops of ivory rolling down your inner thighs, he has succeeded.  
resultantly, rindou has taken the night shift, though he doesn’t always come directly to bed even after he’s got your cream slathered all over his cock and your cunt stuffed full of his cum.  
rindou isn’t really sure why his brother bothers with dressing you in such pretty little silk slips and lacy babydolls every evening, especially when he knows rindou’s just going to ruin them, stain them with cum or tear through them with overeager, too-strong fingers, but he lets ran have his fun with you anyway, waiting patiently as ran plays dolly. 
but once you’re finally ready, teeth brushed and face washed and body outfitted in the cutest nightie money can buy (sans panties, of course), ran hands you off to his baby brother, often paired with an insouciant remark about being a little gentler this time—advice rindou never heeds, advice rindou accepts with equal apathy. 
because as much as ran spews out those nonchalant reprimands and requests, they both love seeing you covered in rindou—all four of his fingers and his thumb, collaring your neck or cuffing your wrist or painted across your ass; all thirty-two of his teeth, engraved into your inner thighs or stamped right over your heart, deep and dark and congealed with blood. 
besides, rindou argues, he has to be rough with you, has to fuck you hard and fast and so fucking ruthless—how else is he supposed to tire you out and get you to sleep? 
he has to give you an orgasm so absolutely earth shattering that you need to pass out, to slip into full unconsciousness, to piece your world back together. he has to fuck you until your muscles are heavy and your bones have liquified under the immense pleasure, body turned to pliable putty so he can twist and curl and knot you into whatever position he pleases. 
he has to fuck you until your words are nothing more that spit-soaked whines smeared across the sheets, until your lids are weighted with exhaustion and your lashes are bloated with tears, unable to stay open as your irises roll and reveal white, until your fingers go slack, cotton no longer tangled around your knuckles, grip loose and weak.  
and then he has to fuck you some more, just for good measure, of course, sculpted muscles in his thighs flexing beneath smooth skin as his hips pound and plunge with such force the entire bedframe shudders, jostling your whole body up the mattress, your arms shaking as they try to keep you steady and still while pushing back against his snapping thrusts, his abs rippling with each thrust, his chest swelling with ragged breaths and hoarse groans.
it’s when your tongue is sloppy and your words are messy and melty and mangled together in a single matted stream that rindou knows you’re close—to cumming and to passing out—brain gone so adorably stupid with lust, only capable of stitching together a weeped out patchwork of rin-rin-rin; yes-yes-yes. 
the head of his cock is assaulting that spot in perfect rhythm with your cute little chants, that spot that feels so good, rin, s’good, that spot he and his brother continually stain their names into in ivory and cream. 
you’re teetering on the edge of unconsciousness when your orgasm hits with all the intensity of a freight train, sending you tumbling over that cliff with a cracked gasp of his name, body gone rigid for a moment as pleasure seizes your form, little sparks of electricity zipping through your veins, blood left bubbling in their wake.
then you’re mollifying, sinking into the bed as his desire melts you to nothing, malleable in his palms as he molds you into whatever he needs.
a calm, deep slumber has already enveloped you by the time his cock is pulsing, pumping you full of thick cum—so much cum, too much cum, always, seeping out from around his shaft to roll down your ass and his thighs in fat beads of pearl, streaking your skin with shimmering streams of translucence. 
it’s so pretty, he’s breathing as he watches it with voracious pupils outlined in a thin ring of violet. you’re so pretty when you’re coated in him; his seed, his tongue, his touch, his teeth, stained across the canvas of your body.  
and even though he knows you won’t remember it by the time the sun is rising and his brother is fucking his cock into you, rindou takes his time to clean you up—to wash your skin and smooth down your pretty nightgown and swathe you in fluffy comforters, petting sweaty hair back from your forehead and temples, sealing his actions with chaste kisses. 
they’re not much, but he hopes they make up for some of the pain and soreness he’s stained into your body tonight—a soft, tender, silent thank you.  
he isn’t as good at it all as ran is, isn’t as thorough and meticulous and careful, but he does it nonetheless, because he enjoys it, because you deserve it, because he likes to take a moment or two just to admire you, on his own, alone, in the dead of the night. 
an angel. his angel. their angel. pretty and precious and perfect in every way.
they couldn’t ask for anything better. 
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zeltqz · 5 months
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In which ran is being gentle with children or something along those lines and reader in that moment is like get me pregnant now then smut 🫡
knocked up | ran haitani
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content. breeding kink, creampie, unprotected sex, established relationship, daddy kink, shower sex
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You never were much of a kids person. If someone asked you how many kids you wanted, your answer was already none really. 
Kids were fine, you didn’t hate them, you just didn’t care about them enough to ruin your body for nine months and push one out. 
But right now, looking at the sight of your boyfriend Ran Haitani playing with your little niece had you reconsidering your choice. You’d never seen your niece happier and though you should be fuming with jealousy right now that she prefers your boyfriend—who she’s only known for a day—over you, you can’t help but admire Ran making her laugh, lifting her in the air until she’s dying with laughter and begging to be put down, the sight of him baby talking her, carrying her—
It’s making you look at Ran in a different light. Men that know how to handle kids are so…hot. 
That’s why you can barely contain yourself when your sister comes over to collect her daughter; your adorable niece merely waving goodbye at you and instead runs over at full speed with those tiny legs of hers over towards Ran and hugs his leg tight before being escorted out of the house by her mother.
“I’m gonna go shower baby.” Ran loops a hand around your waist and pulls you in, pressing his lips to the side of your head. “I’ll meet you upstairs.”
“Okay,” you murmur, relishing his warmth beside you before its ripped away as he heads upstairs. You can hear the shower turn on minutes later and shift until you’re leaning against the wall, contemplating something.
Your pussy throbs, your hormones working overtime as you can only think about his cock filling and stuffing you to the brim, his cum slowly leaking out of your folds and soaking the sheets. Or maybe you want his cock to stay plugged inside your pussy, making sure not even a drop escapes and ensuring your chances of success.
With that, you’re heading up the stairs, into your shared bedroom and begin to strip, leaving a trail of clothes in your wake as you enter the bathroom. Your presence is silent, almost non existent as you slip into the shower behind Ran and loop your arms around his midsection. 
He gets startled at first but overcomes it easily, turning to look down at your head digging into the firm muscle of his back. Slowly, you kissed down the slope of his back before moving back up his spine.
“I want you s’bad Ran,” you whisper.
“Yeah? Show me.” He turns around to face you before you’re pouncing on him, sucking his lips in a desperate attempt of a kiss. 
He groans into your mouth, gripping onto your wet, slippery skin and presses you against the wall. He doesn’t tease, sliding his hands up and down your sides as his tongue licks into your mouth before cupping your breasts. Ran licks your bottom lip, circling his tongue over it and stroking at your tits, making your nipples pebble beneath his thumbs. 
Your fingers clutch at the wet tiles as Ran flicks your nipples with his fingertips. 
“I’m—” you start, “I want you so bad Ran.” Your hands loop around his neck as you stand on your tiptoes to whisper in his ear. “Want you to breed me so badly Ran please . I need it s’badly.” 
As if your words weren’t holding enough desire to slowly drive him to madness, you had to add the cherry on top, lowering your voice impossibly quieter as you practically breathe out, “Please daddy,” in his ear.
Then, suddenly, you’re being spinned around, Ran’s hips pressing into you, trapping you against the wall with a deep groan that has your stomach fluttering. You inch your head backwards to glance his way but he’s not looking at you. 
His brows are drawn in concentration as he nudges your legs apart with his knee, those big hands of his spreading your cheeks apart. The water dripping from the shower head makes its way to between your legs, giving him the leverage he needs to slip his finger inside you. 
One finger turns to two and he’s slowly scissoring you open, relishing in the feeling of your walls clinging and squeezing the length of his fingers. 
With his spare hand, he pulls your head back by your hair, until your back is arched painfully, until his lips are right beside your ear. “Call me daddy again baby. Wanna hear it.”
“Daddy please, fuck me.”
“Yeah?” The squelching sounds coming from your pussy every time his fingers thrusted in and out were so obscene , blood filling your ears as you pushed your hips back to feel him deeper.
“Yeah, fuck a baby into me, please—” 
You felt empty when he pulled his fingers out so abruptly but you were quickly filled to the brim with his cock seconds later, thrusting shallowly into you. He does it twice, heavy grunts spilling out from between his lips as he continues fucking into your tight, wet cunt.  
He pulls on your hair, tugging you back further and moans your name by your ear, lips brushing the shell of your ear as he fucks into you once, twice, the third thrust pressing you further into the wall. An inferno rose inside you as his cock slides thick and heavy between your legs.
“Ah! Ran!” you shout, scrabbling uselessly against the tiles to brace yourself against the force of his thrusts. 
“Good girl. Taking me so well, fuck,” Ran slaps your ass hard enough to sting. His hands creep up the sides of your body to cup your boobs, kneading them roughly, pinching your nipples painfully. They come alive beneath his touch, cradled in his strong hands.
It’s driving you crazy, the way Ran runs his tongue along the length of your jaw, sucking at your neck, biting your shoulder all the while piercing the deepest parts of you with his cock.
You feel the heat between your legs again, your orgasm searing its way up to your core. You whine as Ran starts fucking into you faster, his head thrown back in ecstasy. He slams into you without remorse, rolling his hips with abandon, grinding himself into your quivering flesh.
“So good—ah fuck—don’t stop Ran please !” you scream.
“My god, woman,” Ran pants as you clench around him, slamming your body against his. His hands join yours against the wall, cradling them in his big grip before moving them to lock around your neck. “Screaming my name like a whore ,” he whispers in your ear, tilting your head back till you’re looking at him. “Want my cum deep inside you don’t you baby?”
“Mhm-mhm—”
He slowly buries his tongue in your throat, sucking deeply in your mouth, sending a bolt of heat through your system. 
His whole body goes rigid, squeezing your throat tight enough that you feel your airways restrict. Spasms go through your abdomen as Ran grips you tighter and starts thrusting wildly. No matter how hard he bucks into you, he seems unable to penetrate deeper than he already has. Your limbs shake as your nerves fire off all over the place. Your knees give out under you as Ran pumps into you with so much force that it almost hurts to breathe, small whimpers escaping your throat.
The sensation becomes too intense, a deep burn in your groin that only grows hotter and hotter as your body gives in to its climax.
He slams into you a final time before releasing you with a satisfied sigh, pressing his forehead against your temple as he gently kisses the side of your face. You can feel his cum pulsating within you, a hot flush spreading through your body as he breathes heavily behind you.
He's about to pull out before you stop him. "Wait," you say, catching hold of him and pulling him closer. "Keep going." 
"What?"
"...I wanna get pregnant. I wanna have your babies," you whisper huskily into his ear, your arms tightening around him. 
Ran freezes, holding you close to him as he comes back down to earth. It takes a few moments for his mind to catch up with what just happened. "You were serious about that baby? I thought that was all talk." 
"No. I want it," you admit. "I changed my mind."
"You changed your mind...?" He sounds dazed and looks down at you to see nothing but pure seriousness on your face.
You nod. "Yeah."
"Well... okay," he says after a moment, kissing you once more before removing himself from you. As he moves away from you, his eyes meet yours, drinking in every little detail. "Gonna fuck you as many times as we need until you're knocked up."
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rinrinx2 · 12 days
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Their ideal type in the bedroom
Summary: What acts you put on that gets them going in the bedroom.
Character: Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, Kakucho
Warning: Smut, mature content.
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Ran
His type is the clueless innocent type.
He enjoys the look of nervousness in your eyes as he approaches you.
Will tease you for getting shy when he starts touching you over your clothes.
Your whiny moans from him just touching you makes him so hard and it’s not long till his removing every article of your clothing.
Love’s how you try to hide yourself when you’re naked.
“Don’t hide yourself princess”
When he gets into the act his slow at first teasing his tip at your entrance watching as you try to hold back your moans, to shy to let him see how you’re having fun.
Is only going to put it in when you’re a moaning mess.
When the two of you finally get into the rhythm of fucking he goes faster.
And he knows once you’re on his dick that shy demeanor is gone as you moan and cry on his cock for me.
“Ran fuck me harder” you moan out drooling from your mouth as Ran fucks you in doggy.
“I’m not going any faster till you’re creaming on my cock”
Rindou
His type is the confident type.
He loves a woman who knows she sexy and is willing to make a show of it.
His favourite sight is coming home and seeing you splayed out on the bed in lingerie barely covering anything.
“All this just for me” Rindou says as he loosens his tie.
He likes when you keep your confident appearance, with your bouncing up and down on his cock while he watches your tits bouncing around.
But even with you taking some control his still the main one in charge, he does this by setting the pace making sure that if you close to cumming he will slow down his hips.
He has to pinch your nipples while you ride him so he can see that needy look in your eyes.
When he sees you’re tired from riding him he will smack your ass so hard you fall forward with your body laying against his, he takes this opportunity to fuck you from below.
“Now baby I’m about to fuck your pretty brains out” Rindou says as you feel his cock push deep into you from below.
Sanzu
His type is those who have no self restraint, he loves a desperate bitch.
His favourite thing is getting videos while his at work, watching as you push your fingers inside your dripping cunt as you let your thoughts of him fill your head.
He loves the sight of you loosing yourself, unable to even wait for him to get home and fuck you.
And when he does get home his not waiting another second to fill your needy cunt.
The feeling of your warm slick walls motivating him to fuck into you harder.
“Can tell how desperate you are by how tight you’re getting” he growls as he fucks into you like a mad man letting out a laugh.
And you’re getting fucked to good to even say a word just cries of pleasure.
He loves how you’re begging him for more, your pussy trying to take more of his cock.
“Daddy lil desperate slut wants to devour his cock”
Kakucho
His type is someone who completely submits themselves.
His use to serving others always following commands, so the thought of having someone do exactly as he says has his cock slit leaking at the thought.
He loves coming home from work, seeing you sitting on the floor in front of his chair, already knowing that he needs head after a long day at the office.
His going to sit on a chair opposite the bed spewing commands to you, watching you follow them with his cock in his hand as he strokes it as you follow each step.
“Now play with that pussy” he commands as you tease your clit.
Is definitely going to call you when his on business trips so he can command you to put on a show.
Just because his away doesn’t mean the two of you can’t have fun.
“That’s right princess bend in front of the camera, let me see those pussy lips”
Is not going to stop commanding you till you’re a mess on his cock and desperately need to cum.
“Sir please” you beg feeling your orgasm get closer with each bounce on his cock.
“You’re not cumming till I say so” Kakucho says with a loud smack to your ass.
And he has you bounce on his cock till your slick is practically dripping down his thighs and into the floor beneath the two of you.
“Cum for my baby” he commands as you gush around his cock.
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scumvillains · 5 months
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truly believe ran is a kisser
one or two is not enough, a peck is never enough, his mouth is chasing, always chasing
sometimes you wonder if he even needs to breathe at all because the way he suctions himself to you feels ridiculous. sometimes you gently nudge him off, tutting that hes going to be late again
he mumbles right onto your mouth that he doesn’t care, maneuvering his tongue right back slotted into your lips. the room sounds are a filthy symphony; mouths smacking, his rough breathing, your squeaks and whimpers
he loves you like this, pliant under his hands, nirvana finds him here, pressing himself as close to you as he can, and if it were up to him hed crawl into your being entirely.
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mynewblackdress · 1 year
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Hi!
I really enjoy reading your fics! If your request are still open can i request a bonten ran x reader. Reader is at the club with her friend but the thing is she is really insecure about herself. Her ‘friend’ are honestly toxic towards her. Ran keeps looking at reader and she notices but also one of her so call friends does too. The friend gets jealous and won’t stop saying how ran is looking at her. Ran finally decided to make a move on reader but the friends her off by beginning to talk to him. Obviously ran outs her back in her place and starts talking to reader. Sorry if it’s too long. Feel free to ignore if it’s too much!
Hi there 💙💛
I’m sorry if it felt like a long time to write this one, but I got busy with the other requests😊 
I’m really glad you asked this one though, and I hope it turned out the way, you pictured it. 😊
It was interesting to write fluff for Bonten Ran though. 
I hope you enjoy it 😊
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Title: I Saw You
Pairing: Reader x Ran
Summary: You went to a club with your childhood friend only to catch the attention of a well-known crime syndicate member. | Genre: Fluff |Warnings: Some Angst, Toxic friend | Words: 4.1K
Putting on the clothes you picked up for yourself earlier has proven to be an even harder chore than the shower you took or the makeup you put on a while ago. Your heart simply wasn’t in it to go out tonight, and until the last few minutes that you had to leave, you prayed your friend would call to cancel. It wasn’t nice to wish for such a thing, you knew, but you couldn’t help yourself. 
Your friend was someone you shared history with during the time, you were younger, and you lacked a bigger friend circle. Not much has changed since then, but you would like to think you did find people who were just a better fit for you, especially after your friend found herself other friends and a boyfriend ultimately leaving you behind. It hurt a lot at first to be on your own like that, but over time, you found a few good friends and didn’t dwell on it too much. 
When you met your friend a day ago and got the chance and reminisce about those few moments, you had to spare on the street, it was really nice and fun. You were close for so long as kids and shared many good memories from that time. You didn’t hesitate much to agree to meet today and catch up more, but when your friend suggested a night out in the club, you really wished you had. 
Clubs, especially as fancy ones as the one she took you to, weren’t your scene. The only reason, you forced yourself to go was because you were never certain how to avoid such things once you agreed and because she was your childhood friend.
A part of you wanted to keep reminiscing about those good times you shared, and another part felt sympathy when she confessed her boyfriend broke up with her after falling in love with her former best friend. It seemed like she was going through a lot, but one chuckle and savage ‘Looks, like you, still dress like you did when we were kids, huh?’ comment later, and apart from those good times you shared as children, you started to recall other instances when you would beg your family to lie whenever your friend came to ask you out to play or was glad when she was gone for a week because she went to visit her grandparents. 
She’s just hurting, you told yourself as you tried to start the topic of your shared past or her recent heartache to vent, but she hushed you and looked away leaving you nursing the coke you ordered surrounded by strangers behind some table inside some loud club. 
Your eyes lifted up to look around the place and for a moment you thought you caught a handsome man looking at you as he leisurely passed the table almost stopping at one point to prolong the moment and watch you.
Heat immediately hit your face, and you were certain, he noticed as he calmly smiled at you his downturned purple eyes making his face look softer now.
Your self-awareness caught up to you and you cast your gaze down. You weren’t ever one to draw the male attention, and even if you did, you never really knew what to do with it. 
But it felt really nice to feel admired for a second by the man though. 
When you gathered some spare courage and look up again, the man was sadly gone, and you felt a part of you was honestly disappointed by this. 
More time has passed and your mood was properly dropping. A few men showed up by the table trying to ask your friend out, ignoring you most of the time, but she always declined, ‘Oh, you don’t have to worry about me. You can go dance with them and have fun.’ Even if it would suck even more if you were left on your own, you would feel bad if your friend was wasting a night because of you.
She laughed as if you were being ridiculous, ‘Don’t be silly. Why would I bother with those third-grade losers when he hasn’t stopped looking my way once since we got here?’
Your eyes blinked as you were surprised by her words. Due to your shyness, you didn’t really remain looking at anyone for too long, but you still thought you would notice someone staring for too long, ‘Who?’
‘Haitani Ran,’ said your friend like it should have been obvious adding a mocking sound after the name at your ignorance, ‘He hasn’t stopped looking at me since we got here. He’s not subtle about it at all.’
She turned away from you, and you followed the direction she was currently facing away from you.
There were a lot of people present in the club tonight, but even still, it was rather obvious, your friend’s interest lay solely on the VIP table that was set on a platform height above the others giving its occupants the perfect view of the club and everyone there. The table was full just like your own. 
There were mostly men engaging in sipping their drinks while talking with maybe two women in revealing clothes that seemed to be the eye candy to a certain large and old-looking man. 
For a moment, you were still unsure, of who your friend meant by the name she gave you, but then your eyes were met with someone else’s. 
You blinked and looked away momentarily embarrassed that you got caught, but when you looked again, you found the man was still keeping his gaze on you with something like a calm smile playing across his face. You realized because of that smile it was the same handsome man who stopped by your table earlier. 
Your heart speeded up and subconsciously, you ran your palms over your clothes as if trying to iron out the wrinkles while once again pushing your gaze toward your lap feeling all too self-aware of his profound gaze, ‘Uh, w-which one is he?’
‘Only the most gorgeous one,’ said your friend and as if it should have been obvious before she fixed her dress to reveal more cleavage. 
After a moment she sighed almost longingly, ‘The man in the expensive purple suit with light purple and black hair.’
You blinked and lifted your eyes again realizing she was talking about the man, you previously caught eyes with. It surprised you how much the realization left you disappointed and down. It had to mean you merely mistook he was looking at you before and was probably eyeing your friend the entire time. It made sense your friend caught so many men’s interests tonight, and she was truly a stunning and attractive woman with confidence in herself, unlike someone like you.
‘Uh, he’s good-looking,’ you agreed and turned to your friend to offer her some support hiding your true feelings as best as you could, but she quickly rolled her eyes at you, ‘He’s hot and one of the most powerful men in the city that’s what is he is. No one would dare to cross or humiliate me if I was the girlfriend of Haitani Ran.’
You blinked confused and alerted upon hearing that before you looked at the man again. He was still pretty far along with his friends or business partners, and it was obvious they had to be important people to be seated in the VIP zone, but it wasn’t until your eyes lowered from his face that you caught the real reason why your friend said what she did. 
You swallowed feeling your heart speed up for a different reason, ‘H-hey, is that…isn’t that tattoo the symbol of the Bonten?’ Everyone in the city and their mother knew about the most ruthless criminal syndicate that gained power a few years ago and slowly took over the city and soon would probably control the entire country too. 
She seemed pleased that you noticed, ‘Yes. Wouldn’t it be perfect revenge for my ex to see me with such a hot and dangerous man?’
You couldn’t believe what she was saying and feared she might have planned something far worse than the petty revenge of who ended up the winner in some relationship feud. 
Taking a deep breath and gathering your thoughts you looked up only to find the man saying something to the other man and standing up all the while looking in your direction. 
Your heart speeded up again because even despite what your friend said about him eyeing her all night, you found your eyes hypnotized by his as he didn’t seem to want to allow you to look away.
‘Leave us,’ hissed your friend startling you enough to look away from the man and at her confused not just by her words but by the fact that you seemed to have shared a very intense eye contact with a member of the most dangerous gang around, ‘W-what?’
‘He’s coming over,’ she said looking annoyed that you didn’t seem to understand, ‘He probably doesn’t want to sit around and hit on me with my keychain friend around, don’t you think?’
Her words hurt a lot, but at that moment, they didn’t hurt as much as they could since you were still partly shaken by what was going on. 
Still, you got to your feet and mumbled a weak goodbye, but only managed a couple of steps away from the table before you felt someone very gently put their hand on your lower back. 
You turned to look at the person surprised. You were never one to appreciate new touches from strangers, but this person touched you so gently that it was almost like he simply kept his palm close enough for you to feel his warmth rather than the real feeling of pressure. 
Whatever thought you had run inside your mind over some stranger touching you immediately vanished as you found yourself face to face with the enigmatic and dangerous Haitani Ran whose name you only knew because your friend planned to let him hit on her. 
Everything about him was even more beautiful and breathtaking up close. The shape of his purple eyes made him look far too relaxed and calm, but the intensity of his gaze on your face was in direct contrast with such feelings.
Your lips parted, but you couldn’t form any words just yet since you were too stunned to have such a man, this close to you all the while watching you as if he didn’t want to look anywhere else. 
He was still smiling at you calmly, but being able to see his smile meant you could also have a good look at the Bonten symbol tattooed over his throat making you remember just who this man really was.
You stepped a bit away from his reach fixing your purse ready to leave when you felt him lean closer to your head and raise his hand to your arm although he never once actually let his palm touch you, ‘Don’t go yet. Please.’
Your heart missed a beat and then speeded up monstrously fast as you heard his velvet voice say so close to your ear. 
You watched him lean away to look at your face so confused yet tempted by those words alone simply because no one, especially someone as handsome as this person, ever looked at you in a way they really wanted you to stay in their presence as Haitani Ran did just now. 
Just then your friend came from behind the man and stumbled sort of into his side, ‘Oh, excuse me,’ she giggled all too loudly, ‘You know you shouldn’t bother my friend. She’s already leaving to wake up early for her job tomorrow. She’s not fun like that,’ you heard her say, and not for the first time tonight averted your eyes feeling all too insecure and humiliated by her recalling it wasn’t all that different when you were younger.
‘I, on the other hand, have all the time-’
‘You should use that time, to think why you’re such a shitty friend then,’ said the man with a completely different voice than the one he used on you not a moment ago causing you to look back up. 
He was looking at your friend, but nothing about his gaze spoke of calmness, ‘You should never call someone a friend unless you plan to be completely loyal to them.’
Ran smirked then, but there was nothing kind about it before he leaned down toward your friend’s ear and said something to her you couldn’t hear over the sounds of the music around you. 
Your friend’s face went very pale, and her eyes widened with pure horror before she turned around and went back to the table snatching her purse and quickly rushing past you without a single word. 
You should have gone after her, right? It was the right thing to do. The nice thing to do, but shockingly you found your feet planted against the floor simply looking at the man who just scared her off. 
‘W-what did you tell her?’ you asked as the man stepped closer to you again, almost enough that your bodies could touch, but somehow still maintaining distance. 
His wild smirk softened again, ‘I simply told her how I treat people who are disloyal to me.’
You swallowed and felt unsettled imagining what it could mean coming from someone associated with a crime syndicate like Bonten, ‘What do you want from me?’
It was a fair question, even if it surprised you, you managed to ask at all. This man was dangerous, and maybe you had a chance to run away from him, but at the same time still having his eyes on you, you couldn’t help but stay in place. And despite your anxiety, you couldn’t help but think it wasn’t fear that was making you.
‘I saw you when I first walked in,’ he confessed and took a proper look up and down your body, ‘You’re very beautiful. Extraordinary,’ he played with the word with his tongue, ‘I never see women like you around here.’
It made sense; you weren’t the type for these gatherings. 
You pointed behind you and admitted, ‘My friend took me here.’
Ran grinned upon hearing your words, ‘You could have mentioned that sooner. I would have been nicer to her knowing I had her to thank to be able to talk with you.’
His purple eyes were still very much planted on your face, and despite what he said, you couldn’t really believe it. You weren’t approached often and certainly not by men like him. 
‘Can I buy you a drink and take you someplace quieter to talk?’ he said seemingly with all the relaxed confidence in the world causing your face to feel warm and your palms to sweat. It should have been alarming to have someone like him interested in you, but you couldn’t help yourself but feel only your usual self.
‘Men like you usually don’t want to just talk,’ you found yourself saying weakly.
Ran’s calm smile became edgier as his eyes never once left yours, ‘Are you an expert on men like me, darling?’ he asked mocking you and making you feel embarrassed and nervous again for a whole new reason.
You couldn’t really answer him though, so you remained quiet as you looked away only for him to lean closer to your face again in a way that forced you to look back at him, ‘If you know men like me so well, do you believe we can keep our word?’
His closeness was almost unbearable, and you had to remind yourself he was a dangerous man because the alternative was to get far too excited and invested in his obvious interest that you still found hard to fully believe yet.
Still, you gave him a small nod and watched his smile return as his velvet voice said, ‘Then you have my word I simply want to talk.’ 
You realized immediately you fell into a trap but found it hard to care all that much. It was overwhelming to be the center of attention of such a man, but at the same time, it wasn’t as horrible as you would have imagined. 
You nodded again and when Ran leaned away motioning where to go, you did so almost immediately, all the while feeling the presence of his hand close to your lower back as he followed you.
For the first time ever in such a crowded place, no one knocked into you. In fact, it seemed everyone went out of their way, to make sure, they weren’t even close to you. 
The man who seemed to be watching over the elevator nodded and pushed the bottom for you while you waited. It was surreal and more than just a bit hard to process. 
Panic kicked in. Were you really planning to go somewhere with a known member of a crime syndicate, you just meet? You didn’t really tell any of your friends you went to this club, and they didn’t know your old childhood friend so who was to say anyone would ever find out what happened to you if you were to never make it home? 
Your heart sank and the fear must have shown across your face because Ran leaned closer to your ear and comforted you, ‘It’s alright. You have my word remember? I just want to take you somewhere nice and quiet to talk. May I?’
Your eyes moved to his face as he leaned away. Despite the red flags and overthinking it was hard not to believe him. 
In the end, you allowed the elevator to take you up into a hallway and then found yourself up on a balcony looking over the beauty of Tokyo at night. 
‘Oh,’ you breathed out in awe over the beautiful sight, you rarely got to see before you felt the cold wind hit your body on places your clothing didn’t cover. 
‘Here, take this,’ said Ran and offered you his jacket almost immediately putting it across your shoulders and smiling at you, ‘Better, darling?’
‘Yes,’ you admitted and looked at him as he came to take a place beside you leaning against the balcony ledge, ‘I like to come here and think sometimes. It clears the head to look at things from a higher perspective, don’t you think?’
The night air hit your face making it easier to breathe. 
You nodded feeling pleased as you were truly grateful to be away from the loud music, the smell of smoke, and alcoholic behavior, ‘It feels much better here.’
The city below you was noisy too, but at the same time, it felt rather peaceful since it was just you two up there. 
You couldn’t help but glance at your companion at the same time he turned to look at you as well, ‘Do you know who I am?’
He reached out his name for you to take, and you watched it for a moment too long before you finally did accept it. 
Almost immediately he brought it to his face and almost gave you cardiac arrest by pressing his lips eagerly against your kiss marking it in some way as you could feel the heat of his lips even when they leaned away to say, ‘My name is Ran.’
Your heart was beating all too fast, as he finally let your hand go and it fell back to your side. 
You nodded after a few seconds of trying to compose yourself, ‘M-my-,’ you found yourself pausing as you didn’t want to say the friend out loud again, ‘The person I came with told me, and I noticed your tattoo,’ you said and pointed to his throat smiling a bit unsure, ‘I’m y/n.’
Ran grinned looking delighted, ‘That’s really your name, isn’t it?’
You felt like you might be blushing from embarrassment again, ‘Of course, it is. Why wouldn’t be?’
He shrugged his shoulders and laughed a bit, ‘There was always an option for you to lie to me. Now, I can use it to find out things about you.’
You looked over the ledge again feeling like maybe you should have been worried, but with how calmly he spoke about it and how nice it was up here, you felt a lot of your anxiety and usual insecurities shrink. 
‘Or you could simply ask me those things like an ordinary person,’ you suggested and offered him a tiny smile to show him you were teasing him slightly. 
He seemed to like that because he laughed some more and leaned closer to you, ‘Alright, please tell me something about yourself. Besides that, you’re very beautiful and have poor taste in friends.’
‘Not all of them,’ you quickly felt the need to defend yourself, ‘I just know her for a long time. It’s hard to sometimes untangle yourself from such a person when you focus on the good things you went through.’
‘But it cannot last,’ he said, ‘Not when you evolve from that person, yet they stay the same.’ 
You nodded agreeing as you knew for a while now that your friend acted rather toxic toward you and not just tonight, ‘Yes.’
‘Then perhaps enough about her,’ said Ran, and with all the ease and time in the world, he reached toward you and brushed your hair aside ghosting his fingertips over your face, ‘Tell me about yourself already, y/n. I can hardly wait.’
Your heart skipped another beat and despite the possibility of all of this being some sort of trick to deceive you or hurt you, you believed him. 
You spoke a bit about yourself. It was tiring at times since you were never one to brag, so you tried to keep it factual, but it seemed Ran took it upon himself to overpraise your every smallest achievement as if it was something that you should have gotten an award for you. 
You never had anyone so thrilled about the things in your life as he did by knowing you for less than a day, and you couldn’t help, but feel delicate warmth and thrilling heat spread across your body at his behavior toward you. 
It felt far too enjoyable to have the attention of Haitani Ran all to yourself like this.
You talked for what felt like far too long only to stop once exhaustion kicked in and you yawned. 
He moved closer to you and got you to gasp as you felt his hand reach into the pocket of his jacket to check the time all the while grinning at you, ‘Relax, darling, you seem far too tired for anything like that. And I’m a man who prefers long hours of rest. The time we had left wouldn’t be enough for either of those things.’
Your face must have been scarlet as you looked away. It was unsettling how nice he could be with you one moment, only to switch to such flirty and suggestive behavior the next.
‘I want to see you again,’ he said after you realized how late it was and that you really needed to get home and get rest before work tomorrow, ‘Can I call you?’ he asked before he grinned, ‘But you should know I will find a way to meet you regardless your answer.’
That sounded almost like a threat except he made you feel so good while saying it, you nodded and even accepted his offer that his driver would take you home. 
Ran took you to the garage by a back entrance so you wouldn’t have to go through the loud and smelly club again all the while once again keeping his palm against your lower back warming you through your clothes despite the delicate touch.
Right before you were about to get into the backseat, he took your hand into his again and kissed it on your opened palm. 
His eyes had a mischief spark inside them as with a calm smile he stated, ‘I promised you to just talk tonight. But you should know, I won’t be able to make such a promise next time we met, darling.’
You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything to that other than get inside the car and wish him goodbye feeling that if he stopped you or suggested kissing you tonight, you would very much so let him regardless of who he was or any promises. 
The next morning, when you got to work, it all felt almost like a dream except your former friend didn’t stop trying to call you and the giddy feeling inside your stomach and uncontrollable need to smile wouldn’t let you go.
Once you came home, you found a large bouquet of your favorite flowers, something you also mentioned last night, waiting for you in front of your door with a surprisingly tame offer for dinner tomorrow.
You bit your lower lip and pressed the card against your lips still smiling mentally already accepting feeling braver than ever and good about your decision.
Koniec 
A.N: Thank you for taking the time to read it. I hope you enjoyed the story, and that you are well. Have a nice rest of the day 😊
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osakiharu · 4 months
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23:30PM : ran haitani
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content : gender neutral reader, fluff ig??, … , best friend!ran but you have a sneaky crush hehe, y’all are on ft and ran just gets changed, but he knows what he’s doing >:), ran’s job isn’t specified so you can interpret it however you want — i wasn’t aiming towards anything specific either so go crazy 🫶
words : 665
notes : accept this as my apology for not writing for a while, i’ve had a lot of change recently with uni and whatever and i’ve just been enjoying life but unfortunately i left a lot of my hobbies to collect dust so i’m trying to get back into them all, including writing lmao. anyways time to think whore thoughts of our fav man !!
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thinking about best friend!ran being so comfortable with you that he just doesn’t care about what he does anymore or the fact that you’re just friends (much to his displeasure and yours). 
“‘m gonna get changed.” you heard ran mumble from the speaker of your phone as you got up to pack up your books for tomorrow’s morning lecture. you gave him a short response from the other side of your room, leaving your phone propped up against the screen of your laptop. 
sometimes you think ran gets a bit too comfortable on facetime with you, hell maybe even face to face considering the fact that you two are just friends. wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close when it’s cold outside or when you’re watching a movie. when you’re both exhausted from your respective jobs and fall sleep on his bed, disregarding the plans you’d made earlier. though, of course, you can’t do this without him rolling over to spoon you, his warm chest pressed up against your back with his gentle breaths fanning over your neck. the hand he always has draped over your side rubbing sweet little circles, sometimes even hearts, into the skin if your tummy, coming to a stop when he drifts off to sleep. 
but you know ran and he never does anything without a reason, a purpose, a goal in mind, because what ran wants, ran gets. the only thing stopping him from getting it is you. you and your inability to figure out why he does what he does. 
a sigh left you as you got up and returned back to your seat at your desk. “earlier I was talking—”
oh. oh…
what you’d expected to see was his ceiling, or maybe a black screen from where he’d put his phone down, away from him changing. perhaps you’d expected him to be finished already, considering the fact that it doesn’t take long to change into a pair of sweats and a shirt. instead, your eyes were met with the sight of ran, shirtless, angling his hips forwards to tie the strings on his sweatpants that seemed to be hanging dangerously low. you stared at the dark ink covering his torso and arm, somehow looking even better under the warm, dim light of the desk lamp that glowed on his pale skin.
“hm?” ran looked up towards his phone through the purple strands hanging in front of his face. you saw his chest jump slightly with a chuckle he couldn’t contain when he noticed your expression — eyes ever so slightly widened, mouth slightly agape. you weren’t shocked or surprised, this is ran we’re talking about, but you didn’t think he’d be this relaxed in front of you. “uhh, nevermind… i was gonna tell you something rindou told me but i forgot.” clearing your throat you averted your eyes back to your essay. the essay you couldn’t seem to focus on any longer. 
“you get this distracted when you talk to my brother, too?” anyone could’ve heard the smile in his voice as he spoke. he liked when he got under your skin and made you blush, when you weren’t able to reply with something witty or clever. ran paced around ‘looking’ for a sweatshirt waiting for your answer. “there’s a sweatshirt on your bed, moron.” you chuckled and returned back to your notes. ‘fuck, they ignored it,’ he thought as he sucked his teeth and picked up the black item of clothing. you couldn’t help but peek over to your phone screen to see his back, lean and muscular, moving in tandem with the rest of body. a breath left your nose. fuck.
“quit starin’, sweets,” he turned to face you while adjusting his sweatshirt, “it’s rude to stare, y’know?”
“i wasn’t.”
“sure, y/n” you both grinned at each other, knowing the truth. “now, help me with this essay, will you?” he asked, and you could hear papers rustling and shuffling around on his desk.
GUYYYYSS i literally need him so bad ??!!
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reblogs appreciated <3
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bebe-writes-stuff · 2 months
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Omgg hii i love love love ur page and ive been following for a while now yea😻 and i wanted to request a fic about Ran Haitani’s gf cooking something for him and he is NOT leaving her aline and it kind of a turns into a chaotic yet sweet moment🤭🤭 Its absolutely okay if u dont want to and u can just ignore this its okay i just wanted to ask anyways!!
Of course babes, I love you guys sm
Ran x reader, Chaotic but sweet love
It was always,
Hey, I got this for you.
I Thought you'd look cute in this so I got it.
Those reminded me of you so I ordered them.
It was his love language, you found yourself surrounded with gifts from Ran. He didn't twice before buying you something that made you smile. It was always worth it, the way you smiled and your eyes lit up at the sight. The way you would giggle before saying,
"Gosh, Ran, where am I gonna put all of this? I barely have space in my room. You're so adorable baby, thank you."
The way he would melt like an ice cream on a summer day, at your words. After that he'd buy you more gifts just so you can baby him and cuddle him. It was his favorite thing in the world. He loved sleeping but you know what's even better. Sleeping beside you and holding you. But, you needed to surprise him with something also. It couldn't be just him giving and never receiving any special event in return, right?
So, your first idea is to make him breakfast in bed! After sneaking out of bed, making sure to be extra quiet so as not to wake him up. You quietly sprinted to the kitchen to start on your surprise which unfortunately, didn't last long. Womp Womp
You were in the kitchen for quite some time, before Ran started to notice his empty bed and lost warmth. He moves his hand around searching for you, he huffs and puffs when he realizes he woke up in a bed without you. Throwing the covers to the side and setting up, he stretched and then it hit him, he smelled something...was something burning?
OHMYGOSH, WHAT HAPPEN I ONLY LEFT TO USE THE BATHROOM!!
Before you could do something, anything, you heard fast footsteps coming near you. You feel disappointed and downhearted when you realize what had started out as a cute surprise to repay your awesome boyfriend turned into an almost death by fire case on the news this morning.
"Y/n, what the hell is going on?" He sighed, still drowsy, as he put the fire out. He looked groggy and tired. You didn't mean to wake him up in such a bad way,
Despite your attempt to seem fine, the subtle quiver, an involuntary tremor that betrayed your underlying emotions. "Ran, I'm sorry. I just can't do anything right, can I."
That seemed to snap him out of it. With a compassionate gaze, he approached you, wrapping her arms around you in a warm, protective embrace. The world faded away as the strength of the hug conveyed both solace and understanding. In that simple gesture, words became unnecessary, and the shared warmth offered a comforting haven.
"I just wanted to make you breakfast in bed, I didn't mean to wake up in such a horrible way, I'm really sorry." You muttered as you managed to say between short breaths and sniffles.
"You're so sweet." He leaned in, your lips meeting for a swift dance, It was a quick, stolen moment filled with the electricity of shared desire.
"Do you want me to help you? Can we make it together?" He suggested, cupping your face gently and squishing your cheeks.
You nodded, rubbing your eyes and sniffling one last time.
Some time later, you've come to regret ✨cooking with ran ✨ because what you didn't realize was Ran couldn't take anything seriously.
"Y/n, catch!" Ran who was Grinning mischievously, and his eyes sparkled with cheekiness as he threw you the eggs.
'Wait, NO!" You couldn't catch them in time earning a beautiful Picasso painting on your wall made of...eggs. your eye twitches involuntarily, a tiny but visible sign of growing irritation.
"Ran, get the fuck out." your brows furrowed, and a subtle scowl etched across your face as irritation took hold and you grabbed a wooden spoon.
"I'll give you until the count of three." You threatened,
He leaned against the fridge, a playful smirk on his face,
"No ♡"
You chucked the wooden spoon, earning a laughter from ran, that echoed, injecting a playful vibe into the atmosphere, turning even the mundane into a delightful game. Your awful aim didn't grant you any luck either, as the wooden spoon hit the milk carton causing it to splatter all over the floor.
"Fucking hell, that was too good, you should've seen your face...also you're totally gonna clean this up." He deadpanned when his laughter died out.
"Kiss my ass." You instantly replied.
"Heh, sure thing baby. You do have a nice backside." He winked, receiving your raised hand with a swift and deliberate motion, of flicking him off.
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wolfiesmoon · 3 months
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What a fate
Ran x good girl! reader
this is a part 2 to my fic "i can't sleep", dont worry i'm feeding ur families they will no longer starve. apparently people are really into ran considering how many notes that fic of mine got (and who can blame them honestly)
unrelated but i cant believe it took me this long to get into housewife radio by ghost i love the horror vibes because of course i do
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You've had a turbulent few days recently. Ever since you agreed to do that stupid dare Ran hasn't left you alone.
He did promise to do so but you didn't think he was actually serious about "making you his". How could you let this happen?
Things turned out completely opposite to what you expected, though. Instead of dragging you to his gang meeting to beat the crap out of you, he's taking you there to threaten his lackeys that if they even so much as lay a finger on his girl (you), they'd feel hell on earth.
You suppose that it's nice that he wants to protect you but you feel extremely out of place and uncomfortable at a gang meeting of all places.
Your parents think you're studying at a library right now. Somehow, you feel like you're commiting a crime.
You also met his brother at that meeting.
It seems being a good-for-nothing delinquent runs in their family. You feel sorry for their parents. If they even have them.
"Wow, I would've never thought the nerd would be your type." Rindou teased Ran. Actually, maybe it was both of you he was teasing.
"She's the one that kissed me first." Ran smirked at you.
"You're the worst. Both of you." you furrowed your brows, not finding either of them amusing in the slightest.
"Your girlfriend hates you, man. Personally I would not put up with that." Rindou seemed disinterested, checking his nails as he said that.
"I am not his girlfriend, either!" you defended yourself but Ran just looked at you like he pitied you and Rindou looked like he didn't believe you.
"Right, okay, if you say so. You two have your lover's quarrel on your own. I'm going elsewhere." Rindou just casually left, leaving you all alone with Ran in an abandoned storage unit. Oh boy.
"Umm, I should get going- ack!" you felt your wrist getting grabbed, preventing you from leaving. There's your only exit up in smoke.
"Leaving so soon? But we haven't even had our fun yet." Ran smiled at you and you honestly felt scared at that moment. Oh no, you shouldn't have yelled back at him so daringly just now. Now he's going to beat the crap out of you and drop you off in front of your parents doorstep as a warning to never mess with his gang again.
He leaned in closer and you braced yourself for the pain, but instead of that you felt his lips on yours.
Kissing...?! Again?! Well, atleast it's better than a punch to the face... You can't believe it's come to a point where you're glad to get kissed by Ran.
But still, does he have to kiss you in the least romantic place possible? Even if you did have feelings for him you'd totally find this moment cringy.
"You suck at kissing." He comments heartily, pulling away.
"I'm not the one who kisses a new girl every day. Maybe I actually have some self-respect." You crossed your arms. He was your first kiss after all.
"Every night is an exaggeration. It's like, every week." You couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious, even if you saw his expression.
"Oh, wow. Glad to know that I'll get cheated on in about 3 days. Way to make your 'girlfriend' hate you less."
"I'll stop for you." He smiled.
"Uh huh, whatever." You rolled your eyes.
Though, his kisses are actually kind of making you.... No, no! Don't fall for that! You can't believe you almost admitted that you'd fall for him if he kissed you more.
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"How's it going with your new boyfriend, girl?"
"God, do not call him that." You held your forehead in frustration.
"I think he's taken a liking to you." Your friend nudged you, pointing at Ran who was sitting on the other side of the cafeteria and smiling at you as he ate.
"Great." You said sarcastically, immediately looking away when your eyes met.
"See? It ended up well. Now you have a hot bad boy boyfriend." Your friend kinda wished she'd done it instead of daring you.
"Didn't I just... ugh! I don't think my parents would agree with you." You placed your forehead on the table, groaning. "You date him if you want a bad boy so bad. But I hate you for dragging me into this." Your voice was slightly muffled.
"Yeah, we'll see. You'll be the happiest couple ever in like, two months."
You raised your head, looking back at Ran once again. You're in quite the pickle, aren't you? The next thing you know, you'll fall for Haitani Ran.
How scarily exciting.
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"Hop on." Ran stopped on his bike in front of the library. How he knew you had a study session there today? Don't worry about the details.
Another motorcycle ride... You feel like you barely survived the last one.
"My parents expect me to be home in 10 minutes." You crossed your arms. You weren't lying, either.
"Who cares? Live a little." Ran rolled his eyes playfully. Clearly he isn't going to let you back down.
"I'll do it, but only if you keep it to ten minutes." He was right, backing down isn't your thing. You wonder how much resisting him you could get away with if you weren't special to him.
Special to him... huh.
"Killjoy." He insulted you lightly as you sat down in front of him. Again, neither of you are wearing a helmet. This is the last time you'll let it slide.
"I prefer to not get scolded endlessly." You held onto him tightly because you knew what was coming and didn't want to almost fall off the bike again. He felt proud when you held onto him like that.
Like you're finally his. To be honest, he didn't really care much for you until you kissed him out of nowhere like that. How bold of you, the top-of-the-class rule stickler. But he likes that. And that's why he decided to make you his.
Isn't the fact that he lets you ride on his motorcycle enough to see that?
You felt the wind blowing against your face as you set off. Now that you feel it again, it doesnt feel too bad. It's kind of nice, actually. And Ran is warm, too.
The scenery moves past the two of you and strangely, you feel really calm and at peace. It feels like your parents don't exist in this moment and that you can just... live, and feel the adrenaline of the high speed.
This is so scarily exciting.
"You look relaxed." He said, looking down at you.
"I am. And look at the road, will you?" You scolded him but your voice was still relaxed. You look up at him again.
He actually isn't that bad looking. You kind of understand why some girls would fall for him. You, on the other hand...
Are unfortunately befalling the same fate.
He didn't say anything but you had a feeling he knew you were staring.
"You look like you're in love."
"What?! How would you even know?!" You looked back at the road, hiding your face from him. You can't help but get defensive of such a thing.
God, you hate that he's right.
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“Mistakes” with Ran Haitani prt. 2
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synopsis : ran hopes to get you back but realises that it’s too late when he sees another guy leaving your apartment in the morning.
word count : 3.2k
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fanart : @nanxran
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ran watched you leaving the club with the same guy he saw you with earlier, he wants to be angry, he wants to run after you and take you back with him instead but he knows he doesn’t have any right to do that.
ran heads back to where rindou has been waiting for him, rin isn’t stupid, he had witnessed everything that had happened, especially knowing the long history between you and his older brother.
“you aren’t gonna chase after her?” rin asks and ran can already tell that if he didn’t answer his question right now, he’d have to hear all about it another day.
“i didn’t realize i had hurt her this much..” ran sighs and takes another drink, right now he just wants to black out and forget all the events that had unraveled today.
the younger haitani was already drunk, but not to the point where he had lost the ability to have a normal conversation, he was better at handling alcohol anyways, a lot better than his older brother. “dude, don’t you have a girlfriend waiting for you at home?”
ran quirks a brow at rin, “you’re the one who invited me out here. who’s gonna take care of you when you’re drunk out of your mind?”
“the last guy i want to take care of me is someone who abandoned his girlfriend and harassed another girl in the bathroom in a club.”
ran grits his teeth and grabbed rin’s collar, three veins pop out of his forehead. “you’re starting to piss me off rindou, drop it already!”
rin continues to stare at his brother with his usual stoic expression, he doesn’t look at all fazed by his brother’s sudden outburst. “am i wrong aniki?”
“tsk.” ran hisses and releases his brother’s collar, he runs his fingers through his hair and sighs in frustration. “no, you’re not.. that’s why i’m angry.”
rin sculls another drink down, jeez, how much alcohol does it take for this guy to pass out? “just go home.”
“you really think i’d leave you here by yourself in this state?”
“relax, i’m taking a cab home. all your sulking ruined my mood.”
ran rolls his eyes, if he wasn’t related to him he could swear he’d punch rin in the mouth but that didn’t matter. what matters to ran right now is the plague of thoughts of you. were you something he should’ve held onto? should he have treated you better? how could a simple hook-up with someone he was never all that interested in get him in this situation?
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when ran arrives home, he noticed a new car parked nearby. he’d never seen this car before and he recognises all the cars that’s usually parked around the area but who the hell owns this?
he didn’t live with his girlfriend but she’s normally just at his apartment since the relationship was starting to get serious, they’ve been thinking of moving in together recently and besides it was a pain to have to pick her up since she lived quite far from here.
he makes it up to his floor, unlocks the door and quietly stepped in. there’s a new feeling to this place, it doesn’t feel like home anymore, it almost feels like a hotel. he heads his way over to the bedroom, fiddles with the door handle until he opens it up and his eyes goes wide.
his girlfriend looks back at him in shock, the man scatters away and hides his bare body underneath the bed sheets. “ran!! i-i thought you were staying with rindou tonight..” she keeps the blanket over her chest, she wasn’t expecting ran to come home so soon, the latest time would’ve been tomorrow morning around six a.m.
“change of plans.” ran responds, his eyes lingers over the unfamiliar man in his own bed. “and you are?”
“h-he’s just.. a coworker!”
“oho.. really?”
the other man quickly gets back on his feet, he hurriedly puts his clothes and shoes back on. “i-i’ll just l-leave..”
ran pushes the door wider so the other individual could leave, he’s surprisingly very calm about all this and when he hears the front door close. he turns back to his girlfriend, “so, do you cuddle up with all your coworkers?”
she stands up from the bed, the blanket still clutched close over her bare body, “n-no! of course not..” she walks over to ran and cups his face in her hands. “please, don’t be angry baby. it’s just a one-time thing.. i swear..”
he puts his hands over hers, “one-time thing?” she nodded, her eyes filled with worry as to what he’d say next. “are you sure about that?” he removed her hands from his face.
“w-what’s that supposed to mean ran?”
“i mean, if you’re going to keep doing this then don’t lie about it.” he says and her eyes widened, what does he mean by that? does he- “i guess i’ll stay at rindou’s after all.” he says turning back around, she chases after him and tries to grab hold of his sleeve. “please ran! it meant nothing, please listen to me- don’t be angry!”
he stops in his tracks, grabbed her face as her eyes grow large again, “angry? who said i’m angry?” he suddenly grins at her and it makes her blood run cold. “i’m just taking some time off baby, i’ll come home when i feel like it.” he smiles, he leans down and pecks her lips lightly before turning back towards the front door.
she’s left stunned at his reaction. he.. he’s not angry? not even a little? why’s he acting like this? what’s wrong with him?
“ah, before i go..” he says, looking over his shoulder to meet her gaze. “i fucked my childhood friend two weeks ago. do what you will with that.”
he can almost hear her heart shattering but he doesn’t seem to care. her knees give up on her as she sinks to the floor but ran’s already out the door. it’s his apartment but he’s not that much of an asshole to kick her out on the street. he just needs some time on his own, he barely has any energy to face his girlfriend right now, especially since you are the one on his mind. he doesn’t even care if he can’t fix his fucked up relationship, he doesn’t care if she stays there and refuses to leave- he’ll buy a new apartment and live there. he doesn’t care about her, or her cheating, he doesn’t care that she knows he also cheated, he’s finally accepted that he wants you.. where are you? why aren’t you with him?
he’s supposed to be at rin’s, that’s what he had told his girlfriend (?) but instead he drives over to your place. he remembers where you live since he had picked you up here.
he taps his finger on the steering wheel, contemplating on whether he should go in. he knows you left with another guy at the club but maybe he just drove you home right? maybe he was just kind enough to offer you a ride back to your apartment, right? there’s no way that the girl he knew would sleep with someone else, you love him don’t you? even if he had hurt you, you wouldn’t just let another man fuck you that easily.. would you?
it takes ran almost the whole night to get his shit together and finally get out of his car, the sun’s already up and he’s been so reluctant to make any move towards you.
just as he was about to step out his car, he sees someone leaving your house, you’re in your pjs and the guy seems familiar, ran recognises him, it’s the same guy that he saw you walk out of the club with. fuck. did he stay the night? did you really fuck him? you?
is he.. too late?
he doesn’t know how to process this, yes he treated you badly and yes he remembers everything that went down but he didn’t want to believe you’d actually spend the night with someone else.
ran watched you converse with the man up until the moment the guy leaves in his car, driving past him.
for some fucked up reason, this is hurting him? ran doesn’t know how to take this, he starts his car up and drives off all the way to rindou’s.
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it’s been four months since then, just like you promised yourself you haven’t seeked out ran at all. yeah, you loved him once but there was no point in trying to love someone that’ll never return the same feelings and instead make you their side chick. it still be befuddles you that someone you knew for so long would degrade you to that kind of level, you never mattered to him, you were just his pawn.
you’re back at work now, you work in a cute little 24 hour café near your home and you only took evening shifts since during the day you’d mostly study. you’re currently on your ten minute break and for a split second, your mind travels back to that night and how things had ended so terribly between you and your long-time ‘crush’ ran haitani but you’re snapped out of your thoughts when a colleague of yours waves his hand in front of your eyes, “y/n? hello?”
“oh, kaku.. you’re also on break?”
he gives you a warm smile, the kind you could honestly fall in love with, kakucho’s the nicest colleague at your workplace. he always greets you in the morning, offers you some snacks when you had forgotten to bring something to eat and he’s always been taking care of you since your first shift here. “yeah, you okay y/n?”
“i was just thinking about something..”
“oh? am i prying too much if i asked what was on your mind?” he asks. “kind of.. yeah..” you nervously laugh. you’re expecting a hostile reaction from him but instead he lets out a whole-hearted chuckle, he puts his palm on top of your head. “that’s okay, we’ve got time.” your cheeks flush a slight pink shade when he smiles again and he thinks you look so adorable right now. he turns to leave, “breaks over. don’t stay in here for too long y/n, you know i can’t manage this store on my own without you.”
kakucho leaves you to your thoughts, how is he so nice to everyone? the café you worked at wasn’t always so easy to handle, there’s been some rude customers because either someone got their order wrong or it was taking too long but kakucho knew how to deal with them. he’s a lot better at this than you are, you’re not very good under pressure and being the considerate person he is, he’d always help you out and ask you to take a breather.
your shift had ended, kakucho offered you a ride home but you had let him know that your friend was picking you up. he didn’t ask any further questions, instead he waits with you just outside the shop to make sure you got into the car safely. he’s not trying to be pesty about it or anything, it’s just that the two of you normally end your shifts really late and the streets aren’t exactly patrolled by cops.
b/f/n finally arrives to pick you up from work, you bid goodbye to kakucho, “oooh who is that?” your best friend elbows you repeatedly as she’s driving. “kakucho? he’s just a colleague.”
she continues to tease you, “just a colleague huh? are you telling me you haven’t seen that man’s dick?”
“what??” you shove her and she laughs. “are you insane? i don’t date my colleagues and besides.. i’m pretty sure he’s not looking for anyone.”
“then, can i take him??” you roll your eyes at her playful antics, but at the end of the day she’s the only person that brings a genuine smile to your face. “take him for all i care, but i’m not sure he’ll give it up so easily.” you smirk at her and now it’s her turn to roll her eyes.
“say, whatever happened to that guy from the club?”
your tense up a little at the mention of that night, the night that had you crying in your sleep for weeks. “erm.. nothing really happened..”
“really? i thought you told me he left in the morning.”
“yeah, he did.. but we didn’t do anything. we were both drinking that night and it was already late so i let him use my couch to crash for the night.”
she nods her head, apart of her wanted you to actually sleep with that guy and get your mind off.. him but regardless she understands your situation and knows how you are. she thinks you only let ran go so far with you because you had been in love with him for so long even if those feelings weren’t returned.
b/f/n dropped you off at your apartment building, you thank her for the ride and she drives off. as soon as you make it back to your cozy little home, you basked in the sweet aroma of comfort. it’s a tiny apartment but it was good enough for you and you’ve been living here for the longest time.
the next morning, you’re awaken by excessive knocking at your door, you groan and drag yourself over to the front door with your blanket still wrapped over your head, thinking it’s your best friend. it’s not unusual for her to wake you up this early in the morning, but when you opened the door your eyes widened. what’s he doing here?? “y/n, long time no see.” he smiles with all his teeth showing, you raise a confused brow at him. “rindou? what’re you doing here?”
“sorry to bother you, can i come in?”
you tilt your head to side, exactly what does he want? you haven’t seen rindou in ages— the last time was probably in high school, you and rindou were in the same grade and that’s how you met ran. “sure?” you step to the side to let him in, he walks in and scans your apartment with his hands stuffed in his pockets. “how cute is this?”
“rin, if you’re here about your brother- i really have nothing to say.”
he sighs and crosses his arms over his chest, leaning his back against the kitchen island. “well, that’s kinda why i’m here y/n.”
“i don’t want to hear it, if that’s what you really came here for then i suggest you leave.”
he holds his hands up in order to calm your growing firm tone, “slow down y/n. i’m not here to interrogate you or back you into a corner.”
“then what is it?”
he sighs, pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his nose, you remember rindou used to always do this and back then it was so funny to you since you were both very good friends.. until you developed an unhealthy crush on his older brother ran. “i need to tell you something, whether or not you want to hear it, i still want to tell you.”
you let out a defeated sigh, “fine, wait here while i get changed.” he obliged and did exactly what you’ve asked of him, when you come back out into the living room, you take a seat next to him on the couch. “so, what did you want to tell me?”
it takes him awhile to answer, he’s not even sure if telling you this is the right call. he knows what he’s about to say will only piss you off more but still.. something inside of him still thinks that you should know, even if it changes nothing. “you know y/n.. he had a reason for doing that to you.”
you snickered. “really? please enlighten me.” rindou cringes at your sarcastic tone but you can’t help it when your blood boils every time you’re forced to think about ran, you almost despise the man, what he did to you can’t be forgiven and he’ll always be the scumbag that used you.
he turns his head away, unable to meet your eyes, rindou still sees you as an old school friend. he doesn’t even know where the friendship between you and him had suddenly drifted. he knows his brother was in the wrong, he knows what his brother did to you, he knows all of this and that’s why he feels how hard it is to mention something or rather someone that had damaged your heart so badly.
“she was cheating on him too, a lot longer than he had cheated on her with you. when he found out, i guess he needed to relieve his stress somehow, but i know what he did was stupid and you don’t need to forgive him y/n.. just try to understand.” your eyes slightly widen when you meet rindou’s eyes, is he actually being sincere? the look on rindou’s face genuinely hurts you a little. you’ve known rin a lot longer than ran and back in school, rin would be the one to lend you a shoulder to cry on— even if it was about his older brother.
high school ran was always a player, you’d see him with a different girl every time you saw him and nothing with him lasted more than a week’s time. how the fuck did he even manage all those other girls and still have the energy to bully you? did he have nothing else better to do? now that you’re thinking about it, why did you even fall for him? how did you even fall for him? you honestly brought this upon yourself, you knew ran all too well and yet you let him break you.
“look, i don’t know what you’re trying to do but i really don’t want to talk about this so, could you please leave?”
rin lets out another sigh, “yeah.” he makes his way over to the front door but takes another look at you. “you know y/n, i didn’t just come here to tell you that.”
“what else could you have possibly come here for?”
it takes him a brief second to reply before he sends you a soft smile, “i missed you.” your brows knit together and you can already feel your cheeks warming up at his surprisingly serious tone.
he turns around to leave without uttering another word. well, what he said wasn’t exactly out of his ass. while making his way down your apartment, rindou reminisces about the past for a bit.. he remembers the first time he saw you. he’d hate to have to admit it but- my oh my were you absolutely beautiful in his eyes. unbeknownst to you, you only ever saw him as a friend but.. he liked you first. he’s always liked you. that is until your not so secret feelings for his brother started to show.
it’s another reason why rindou was so angry with his brother, but he could never tell ran that. he could never tell his brother that he had admired you from afar longer than you had admired ran. he doesn’t have the heart to do that.
he knows how much ran had hurt you and he honestly wants to punch his brother in the face for it but even if you couldn’t see it.. rindou could. rindou could see ran’s true intentions with you. there’s a reason why ran never really fucked around with you like that, there’s a reason why ran couldn’t see himself falling in love with someone like you and there’s a reason why ran stayed clear of you up until a certain point.. and those reasons were what made rindou force his way out of his feelings towards you, even if it killed him to have to see you with his brother one day. if that day even comes.
rindou shakes his head to clear his now clouded mind of you, he chuckles to himself, it’s been years and he can’t believe he still remembers it all. if you hadn’t fallen so hard for the other haitani, rindou might’ve taken a chance to steal you away but the past is the past.. right?
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days past since rindou showed up at your door, you’ve been taking more shifts lately and every shift had you working with kakucho.. the only problem is, every night after work, while walking home, you felt your blood go cold because of the strange gut feeling that someone was following you. you made sure to tell kakucho about this and being the kind man that he is, he’s offered you a ride home ever since.
tonight, however, he’d needed to stay longer at work and your shift finished a lot earlier than his. he’s asked you to stay back at the café until he got off work but it’s been awhile since you felt like you were being ‘stalked’, you assured him that it’s fine and you’ll walk home. luckily, your apartment wasn’t that far from your workplace.
all seemed quite well for the first couple of minutes as you made your way back home until you feel that familiar feeling again, you shiver when the breeze hits your neck, burying your face into the collar of your jacket. you’re probably just imagining this. that’s what you think until you hear footsteps walking behind you, who the fuck is up at this time? you keep your eyes ahead to not raise any suspicion but the footsteps only grow louder with each step you take.
finally, you’re fed up and you start sprinting towards the street looking back every couple of seconds to see if that person was still following you. you managed to put quite a bit of distance between you and the perpetrator, turning into a corner where you finally lose sight of them but someone quickly grabs you into a dark alleyway, you try to kick and scream but it’s useless, whoever it was has quite the hold on you. you elbow his chest, forcing yourself out of their grasp but your eyes widened when your met with him. ran haitani.
“ra-" he quickly puts a hand over your mouth, you’re confused at first but then you hear the same footsteps that have been following you for the past couple of minutes and your alleged ‘stalker’ runs past the alleyway, completely missing you and ran standing in the dark.
he removes his hand from your mouth, once again, you’re looking back into those lilac eyes of his. it’s.. different. his eyes are different. it doesn’t have the same kind of twinkle it used to have, it looks.. almost dead. he’s silent. too silent.
you can hear your heart nearly leap out of your chest, is it pounding? it is fluttering? or is it just pain? the same pain you felt a few months ago. seeing ran again makes your brain shut all the way down and your conscience float to god knows where.
“y/n! y/n!” you hear kakucho’s voice become clearer and clearer the closer he got, you stepped out of the alleyway and into the light so he could see you. he runs over to you, immediately pulling you over to him when he sees ran standing behind you. “are you okay? are you hurt?”
ran’s eyes lingers on kakucho’s hands that are wrapped around your shoulder, he wants to cringe so badly but instead he just slightly smirks at the sight.
“kaku, what’re you doing out here? aren’t you still working?”
he pants a little, “yeah, i am but- there was a guy in a black hoodie at the café that left shortly after you did. i thought something was off with the guy so i came to find you.” kaku turns his gaze back over at ran. “is this him?”
“uh.. i-” you stutter. ran intercepts, “i can assure you i’m not. as you can see i’m not wearing a black hoodie.” the pair stare off at each other, each had a challenging look. you’re at a complete loss of words, unsure of what to make of this situation.
“right..” kakucho starts. “then what’re you doing here at this time of night?”
ran shrugs, “no curfew for me, what about you?” is he actually joking around right now? in this period of time is he genuinely trying to crack a joke or is this his way of taking a shot at kaku?
you place your hand over kakucho’s chest, his heart is beating fast? oh, it must be because he was running to get to you. “uh, we should go..”
kakucho placed his hands back on yours, ran notices and believe me if you were in his head right now, it’s filled with red. “alright, but stay at the café ok? don’t want that creep showing up again.”
you nod your head in obedience, this whole turn of events has made your head all fuzzy and you can’t even think properly right now.
just like four months ago, ran watched you leave with yet another man that isn’t him. how long are you going to keep slipping away from his fingers? how much longer does he need to endure for you to come back to him? how many more times are you going to run away?
and no, if you’re wondering. ran wasn’t stalking you, he wasn’t following you. he was out for a night stroll, trying to take his mind off you even if it’s impossible to think about anything else other than you. he recognised your familiar figure running away from someone else, he knows you don’t want anything to do with him but he’d take that chance of you hating him again if it meant keeping you safe from harm.
can’t you see? he wants you. he needs you. he doesn’t care if you slept with other people, he doesn’t care that you might have someone in your life right now, he doesn’t give a single fuck if that person makes you happy.. he’ll do it better. he promises this time. he won’t fuck it up, he won’t make the same mistakes with you like he did before, he swears he’ll treat you right now and he won’t let you go this time. please come back. please. any longer without you and he might literally lose himself altogether. so please, come back to him. he’ll wait. it doesn’t matter how long, he’ll wait.
next chap.
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a//n : erm.. so, are we forgiving ran? i vote no but i still love my pookie cakes <33 i know this isn’t smut but just in case any minors end up reading this part, i wanted to put a warning as i do plan on writing a part 3. this took a lot longer than i thought, i’m thinking of making this into a series but i have other ideas if you want to keep this fic short ^^ please let me know! thank you all so much for your comments, i love reading them ♡
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geltears · 2 years
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thinking abt casual fuck buddy!Ran who swears you're just a quick fuck every now and then but he still calls you baby in that sweet tone that always has you shimmying out of your panties for him. he likes to think there's nothing more to it but he knows he's lying to himself because strangers don't remember girls' favourite perfume or the day their favourite store is having a sale and then again, he doesn't regret buying you that necklace because he thinks it looks really good when you're on him.
fuck buddy!Ran who subconsciously drives to your place when he's hot and bothered and just can't stop thinking about you. he doesn't need to knock because he's got a key and that's reason #3 why he thinks there's just a little more to this and you think so too-- at least, you do when he's got your knees folded into your chest and you're moaning yes yes all for you- just you, Ran.
And he's got a little soft spot for you so he always fucks you slow, cock achingly hard as he rolls his hips into you. he keeps his hands on your hips, rubbing slow reassuring circles into your skin because he's gonna take care of you.
Ran who's a little rough when he's just got into a fight and he's yet again, walking into your room with a bulge in his pants. he fucks you up against your wall, blood-stained hands dragging you back and forth on his cock while he mumbles nonsense into your ear because he knows you like that. he's going "baby- you like that?", not because he cares..he just likes the way it rolls off his tongue. and when he feels your cunt clench around him and your arms fly to his neck, he finally lets his hands roam to find your clit and rub circles into it.
"C'mon baby, make a mess on my cock", he tells you but you're already too fucked out to process his words. "Ran- Ran," he hears you moan and now his hips are slowed, cock still hitting that spot that has you digging your nails into his shoulders but he doesn't mind because he's a bit sensitive himself: tip throbbing and leaky, ready to give himself to you. "you're so fucking wet," goes his groan and really your slick is running down his balls but he loves it- so messy, just for him.
He's the only one you're with so you're always slightly eager to feel his cock stretch you out and though he'll never admit it (because you two just aren't together like that), he's not fucking anyone else so he always gives it to you raw and hard, letting you feel his hot and throbbing cock as he fucks into the wetness of your cunt. "You feel that baby? 'S all for you, so hard just for you."
But no you're not dating
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inkykeiji · 6 months
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warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, drugging, noncon, blood, messy rough sex (slapping + biting), hint of mikey at the end, fem!reader words: 650
i literally, genuinely cannot express how badly i want to get absolutely fucked up with bonten rindou + ran. like i am talking super sloppy fucked up, can barely fucking walk fucked up, slurring words in a single continuous stream only interrupted by little bubbles of giggles fucked up.  
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it’s become a voracious, all-consuming, downright intoxicating need.
you need them chuckling softly as they hoist you up between the two of them and drag you out to their sleek, souped up mercedes, sharing devious looks over your drooping head, so heavy and full of whatever the hell they’ve stuffed down your throat and shoved up your nose and shot into your veins that your pretty little neck just can’t seem to hold it up. 
you need them shoving you in the backseat, a mess of limbs and sparkles, hem of your slutty little dress already bunched up around your hips and fraying stilettos, now ruined and bloody from being scraped against the concrete, slicing into their leather seats. 
you need them cooing and pouting and spitting in your face because you’re so fucking dumb, you’re so fucking cute, you’re going to be so much fucking fun, aren’t you? 
you need them fucking you raw for hours on end, until the sky turns from star-speckled onyx to strokes of lilac and corals, until their condo is smeared with the gold of the rising sun, as the world flips over then flops right side up again, more drugs tangling in your veins.
you need imprints of each of ran’s hands seared into your cheeks, all five fingers and both palms stinging and raised and etched into soft skin. you need all thirty-two of rindou’s teeth carved into the flesh of your ass, so deep they’ve left grotesque, purplish-grey gouges, so deep they’ve pierced through the skin and left the indents pooling with thick blood. 
you need them stuffing you full of so much cum that it’s drooling from the corners of your mouth and oozing from your abused little hole, dribbling all over your neck and collarbone and chest in stringy dollops infused with your saliva, slathered all over your inner thighs in fat strokes of cream. 
and then, when they’ve had their fun, when they’ve shattered you to bits and stained the shards with themselves, you need them to offer you to their boss, who takes a single look at you and considers just passing you off to his second-in-command, because christ she’s sloppy and you two really did a fucking number on her, who split her lip like that? 
still, mikey’s grateful the terror twins reincarnate will share their spoils with him—real generous of them, you know, they could’ve kept this little doll to themselves and, really, you gotta give her a go, she’s a lot sturdier than she looks, and we just shot her up with another two ounces, and she’s got the prettiest moans i ever heard, mikey, swear to god, cross my heart, and mikey reconsiders.
because then you’re opening your eyes, bleary and blissed out and shimmering so beautifully in the harsh white light of the warehouse, and you’re reaching out for him, cute little grabby hands that claw at nothing as melty murmurs seep from your lips, and oh, he thinks he gets it now. 
because then he’s jumping down from off his wooden crate and stalking toward you, rhythmic slaps of his flip-flops echoing throughout the dense space, and he’s taking your jaw between his thumb and his forefinger, squeezing hard enough to pucker your lips and elicit a sticky little squeal, and he’s leaning close, so close the stench of sugar stings your nose, mixed with something clean and brisk as his breath wafts across your face, and you wanna play with me, precious?
because precious things are meant to be used, after all, aren’t they? 
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gennysuga · 7 months
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I like to think that Ran is braiding your hair, and perhaps he doesn't pay attention to it, just does it automatically as part of his routine. But for you, it's the most pleasant and calming gesture that adds comfort and trust to your relationship.
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rinrinx2 · 1 month
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hiii!! Could you do something about Ran (tenjiku) with a reader (woman) based on Valentine's Day??? <3
Sorry if it's misspelled, English is not my first language :(
Valentine’s Day Fiasco
Ran x reader
Summary: your boyfriend who has lost his spontaneous charm takes you on a spontaneous evening.
Warnings: Smut, inappropriate language, mentions of d€at and murder.
(Accidentally wrote about Bonten Ran)
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Ran was romantic but not the type to dance in the rain, spontaneous kind. No, he was the plan a dinner and get you flowers type. He always said if the two of you had met as teenagers then perhaps he’d be more spontaneous but now as an aged man the only thing he would do spontaneously was spend money.
And that’s what led you to where you were tonight, on Valentine’s Day. Sitting in one of the most elite restaurants in Tokyo, picking away at some overpriced Sashimi.
“You like it?” Ran asked as he peered over his wine glass just as he was about to take a sip.
“Yes of course baby” your replied trying to enjoy your evening.
It wasn’t that you were ungrateful for his extravagant nights out, but you longed for the youthful Ran that would make an evening out of nothing. The young Ran Haitani who had two braids and a dream.
You were so lost in your thoughts that you hadn’t even noticed the shift in Ran’s aura, from calm and relaxed to on edge. As if he was waiting for something to happen.
“Shit” Ran whispered loud enough to snap you out of your thoughts.
You looked over at Ran, eyes wide with wonderment as you watched as he Ran his hand through his hair trying to sooth out the random strands that fell to his face in frustration.
Ran took a deep breath before he took a quick sip of his champagne.
“Grab your bag and walk to the exit, I’ll call the waiter and just wait for me outside” Ran said casually as if not to alert others.
You looked at Ran with confusion painted on your face. Taken aback by his words and more so by his demand.
“I didn’t finish my supper yet Ran and we ordered dessert, can’t we wait” you nagged hoping that he’d at least let you finish your valentines meal.
“Just listen to me and do what I say” Ran said now with a more serious tone as his eyes starred dead into yours.
You knew that look was not asking for you to test him, but rather for you to comply or the worst would happen.
So, without much of a fight your grabbed your purse and got up from the table as you made your way to the exit.
As you made your way through the restaurant you turned your head back to see Ran standing by the your waiter as he pulled out his wallet rushing to pay. Your journey out of this exclusive restaurant took longer than it felt and you constantly felt the eyes of a man on you which only prompted you to walk faster out.
Standing in the cool evening air waiting for Ran outside of a restaurant was not what you’d expected for a valentines evening.
And just as you were about to continue your internal complaining, you saw Ran walking out of the restaurant. His shoulders slumped forward almost trying to hide himself within with his brows furrowed. The opposite of how he usually was, his confident aura replaced with one of a guard dog ready to attack at any sound.
“Come on, we have to get going” Ran said grabbing your hand as you he dragged you along.
You tugged on his grip trying to loosen it unsure of what was happening and his little explanation was not helping your mood either as you grew more rebellious. Now pulling yourself out of his grip as you looked at him with confusion and anger.
“What is going on?” You questioned with concern.
“(Y/N) come now, I don’t have time for this”
“Just tell me what’s going on, I hate being dragged around like a rag doll” you said now with a raised tone.
“Just come now. Don’t make me say it again-”
“I fucking knew I saw that Haitani scum” a man said as the restaurant door swung open not to far from where the two of you stood.
A tall lanky man with a face tattoo of a snake traveling along the side of his face.
“Shit” Ran muttered under his breath as he grabbed your hand again, but this time you held no resistance sensing the worry and panic that emanated from Ran a feeling that you barely ever saw Ran feel.
The two of you began to run through the streets of Tokyo, scraping through people and pushing them over as you tried your best to get as far as your feet would allow you. Turning around ever so often seeing how close the lanky man with four of his henchmen trailing use.
“I’m gonna get you Haitani” the lanky man screamed as he began to pull out a gun from his blazer pocket.
“Quick, turn into this alley at the next turn” Ran said as he started sprinting to gain more distance praying that he would lose the men behind you or at least get you out of harms way.
When the turn approached the two of you ran into the alley quickly running through the maze of hidden backroads hoping that the two of you would lose the men chasing after you.
When Ran believed that the two of you were in the clearing he began to slow his pace as he moved the two of you behind a wall to catch your breath before use ventured on.
“What the fuck was that about” you said gasping for air, as you shot daggers at Ran.
“I may have killed someone close to him” Ran said as he looked over at you with that cheeky grin now plastering his face.
“How fucking close was that person to him, Ran!” You said as you were about to wipe the smile off of his face.
“Calm down it was only his dog… well Urhm kinda like not the dog but the owner of the dog who was his brother”
“What!”
“You killed his brother” you said now seething.
“Mikey sent me to do it and so I did” Ran replied as he now caught his breath fully.
“And if Mikey told you to jump off a cliff you’d do it too”
“I mean for the right amount I would”
“You’re an asshole you know that, you ruined Valentine’s Day” you said as you looked at him.
Ran watched as you stared at him with that burning passion of hate, taking in your figure, all disheveled from running, the sweat causing your hair to stick to your neck and the way your hair looked all wind swept from the running and the way your black dress was now even shorter and somehow looked tighter from having ran as fast as you had.
The look you dawned now made something in Ran stir, something carnal that he hadn’t felt in awhile and the way you spoke to him only drove him more wild.
“Are you evening fucking listening to me”you said as you placed your hands on your hips.
“Oh I’m listening all right” Ran said as he walked over to you now, as he pinned you to the wall behind you, knocking the air out of your lungs.
You looked at Ran with eyes blown wide, you looked into his pupils, only seeing the black of them starring back at you and watching as those sharp canines showed themselves.
Somehow the spontaneous teen Ran had made an appearance and you stood there shell shocked until you felt his hands begin to wonder your body.
“I fucking missed this” Ran whispered against your neck and he let his hands travel up your sides while his tongue lapped at your neck.
“Ran” you whimpered out almost trying to get him to stop.
“Shut up” he commanded as his hands now began to travel in between your legs.
The cool evening air mixing with his hot tongue was causing ripples of pleasure to shoot through you.
You felt as Ran’s finger tips began to prod at your puffy cunt, as he now slid his fingers up and down your clit causing soft moans to slip past your lips.
Ran’s other hand pulled down the straps of your dress pulling down the ones of your bra with them to reveal you plump breast as his mouth to left your neck to travel to your breast.
Taking a nipple in his mouth as his sucked on it as his fingers now pushed past your panties to know play with the leaking hole of your pussy.
“Ran” you cried out hoping he’d give you more as you felt his fingers slip in and out of you getting faster and faster. Feeling the way he curled them as he fucked you with them.
Your nipples hard from him sucking on them and you clit swollen from his fucking his fingers into you as you road them. Feeling as you got closer, with your lips dry and open gasping for air as you felt your high approach but just as you reached it Ran pulled his fingers out pulling away your orgasm.
Leaving you panting wanting more.
You couldn’t take it anymore, and like a needy bitch in heat you pulled at his trousers freeing his cock.
You looked at the leaking tip as you now turned around presenting your leaky cunt to him to use.
The sight of you being needy was driving Ran nuts and he couldn’t take it anymore from the sight of you presenting yourself like prey ready to be devoured, so he took the opportunity with all and he began to fuck you from behind as you clung to the wall for dear life.
Ran’s cock twitched as your cunt sucked him in, feeling the curve of his cock knock at your walls drove you close to your high once again. And Ran to was close from all the adrenaline rushing through his veins.
“Fucking take it you slut”
“Fucking take my cock” Ran said through gritted teeth as he fucked you faster and faster as you cried out in pleasure.
“You want my cum?” Ran asked as he pulled your hair.
“Yes I want it please!” You pleaded out.
“Then fucking beg for it”
“Please give me your cum. Please I need it. I’ll be a good girl. Please my pussy needs to be filled up” you begged over and over, until finally you felt that hot spurts of liquid shoot into you as you crashed around Ran’s cock creaming on it milking the rest of his cum out of his cock.
Ran pulled out as he once again tried to catch his breath, but just as you began to gasp for air the tall lanky man appeared again and Ran once again grabbed your hand not wasting a moment to start his sprinting.
“Can’t you do something?” You asked as you ran feeling as sweat once again started to run down your neck and his cum down your thighs.
“Like what?” Ran questioned.
“Don’t you have a gun”
“Oh yeah” Ran said as he now pulled out a gun from his suit jacket and quickly turned around just in time before the lanky man could react as he shot him right in the chest.
Ran now walked over to the shot man and his henchmen, giving the henchmen a look he gave his victims when he wanted information from them. The look that scared even the most brave.
“You wanna be next” he asked them, as the men looked frightened.
“This is the part where you run away” Ran said as he began to reload his gun watching as the men ran away.
You walked over to Ran who now put his gun away.
You looked down to the man that lie on the ground bleeding out.
“What’s going to happen to him?” You questioned.
“His gonna see his brother again” Ran said with a snicker as he grabbed your hand as the two of you made your way back to the main roads of Tokyo.
“So did you have a great Valentine’s Day?”
“It was something” you replied.
“I got a massive bouquet but I left it in the car” Ran said as the two of you walked off into the night.
“Shit! I forget we could’ve just driven off instead of done this goose chase thing”
“You think snake rat face guy will let us redo this chase again but this time I use the car” Ran said.
“I doubt he will honey” you said as you patted his arm.
“Gosh darn it”
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Hope you liked it
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scumvillains · 6 months
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ran is a drama addict
what can he say, the high of gossip is unmatched
at the end of the day while youre doing skincare, hes laid in bed asking you what ever happened to your poor coworker who found out her best friend was sleeping with her brother? and of course you dish
and when you do hes gasping, throwing out his hefty two cents on the matter, and asking all the details. he loves the gossip and keeps up to date on all your little stories. every single time.
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