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em1e · 1 year

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ᶻz feat. wakasa + kazutora+ rindou !!

tokyo revengers && first meetings

☓ kazu's 2 times longer than the other don't look at me. tw for a hostile ex on rindou's !!

ᶻz・wakasa imaushi

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is chaotic.

“oh my god shin, your nose!”

you’re quick into action, despite shinichiro and wakasa basically barging through your front door while the former cradles a probably broken nose. you grab some paper towels as quickly as you can while wakasa helps his friend to your couch, barely taking in your home despite him never stepping foot into it.

you’re talking fast, questions overlapping on your tongue before either boy can answer them, “what happened? why’d you come here?”

shinichiro groans when you press the napkins against his face far hastier than you should, taking them from your own hands and leaning his head against the back of your couch. obviously in too much pain to answer, you look to the stranger who he’s come in with.

he shrugs, popping the lollipop he was sucking on out of his mouth and nodding to shinichiro, “needed to get off the street, ‘nd he said he knew someone.”

you kick at shinichiro’s foot half heartedly, frowning, “don’t bring your stupid gang violence around my house, you know i don’t like that stuff.”

a muffled apology leaves his lips, and you sigh before moving to grab ice for the two of them. bringing back bags of peas and dropping one onto shinichiro’s stomach (he groans dramatically at the contact), then pass the other to his friend. he raises an eyebrow at you, and you nod to his bruising knuckles.

it’s then he takes them in himself, clicking his tongue, then grabbing the bag from you with a small thanks. you eye him for a second, before plopping down on the couch beside shinichiro.

“‘m (y/n), by the way.” you offer a small smile, “i babysit emma and mikey sometimes when shin is out doing nefarious things.”

“wakasa,” he hums out, sitting across from you, “i make sure shinichiro doesn’t die doing his nefarious things.”

you giggle, and shinichiro groans, “please don’t flirt with me sitting right here. i don’t think i can take much more damage- physically or mentally.”

“not my fault you brought your pretty friend here after you got socked in the face.”

“you think ’m pretty?” wakasa grins, eyes half-lidded and completely ignoring his friend's request.

“very.” you hum, leaving shinichiro to groan louder. you elbow at his side, and he dramatically topples over so he’s laying on the couch instead, “sorry shin, we’re talking.”

one glance to wakasa and he’s licking his teeth, then sending you a smile, “that we are.”

ᶻz・kazutora hanemiya

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is awkward.

“no, kazutora, put the cat food on the right side of the store - you know what, nevermind, i’ll do it.” chifuyu sighs heavily, placing the bags of dog food he’d just opened hastily on the shelf and pushing the box kazutora set beside him away with a huff.

“huh? but these are the same brands, don’t you want to keep them together?”

chifuyu closes his eyes, taking a second to breathe and remember he needs to have some semblance of patience - kazu’s only been out for a few weeks, he’s still adjusting to normal life. he sighs again and nods, “in theory, yes, but we’re keeping the cat stuff and dog stuff separate, remember?“

a small ‘oh’ leaves kazutora’s mouth, and chifuyu stands with a huff, stretching his legs then picking up the box. the bell to the door rings and both pairs of eyes find themselves wandering towards the front. chifuyu nods his head in the direction, “d’ya think you can take care of them?”

kazutora hums out a reply, waving a hand behind him as chifuyu says something something register. he knows his friend is growing increasingly agitated with having to baby him, and he doesn’t want to be any more of a burden than necessary.

he meets you at the register, and your eyes wander around the store before finally settling on the man behind the counter, offering him a smile.

“hi! um, i recently found a kitten on the street and i was wondering if you could help me get whatever i need to take care of it?”

kazutora only stares, head tilting slightly as your fingers dance across the counter. the silence goes on for longer than you’d expect, and you stand on your toes and puff out cheeks when he doesn’t immediately reply. you clear your throat.

“is um . . . is there something i need to do first?”

you look across the counter to see if maybe there’s a sign in sheet for suggestions or something, but you find nothing.

“we have cat food and litter.” he says when you meet his gaze again, still giving you the same look he did when you walked in.

“great!” you smile, looking around the store, “can you show me?”

he straightens, looking down the sea of aisles for chifuyu since he’d be much better help than him. hell, he’s still learning the difference in medications for dogs and cats and other miscellaneous animals - it would be unfair to lead you astray with a bad suggestion.

he sees no one else in the immediate vicinity, which means chifuyu has left him alone at the front of the store.

“um, yeah. yeah, i can”

right side of the store, he reminds himself. that’s where the stuff for cats is. he leads you in that direction, stopping in front of the aisles when he finds the bags he was previously shoving in the dogs section.

you lean forward, taking in each option and tap your chin with a hum, then look at him with a tilted head.

“any recommendations?”

you have to notice he has no idea what he’s doing by now, right? still, face unwavering, he picks up the bag they feed the cats they have up for adoption, “we use this for the cats here. i’m not really sure about the differences in other brands and stuff.”

you take the bag gently from his hold, then grab a similar one from the same brand that’s labeled specifically for kittens and compare the two.

“i think i’ll get this one since she’s still pretty small.” you hold up the latter and place the former back where he picked it up from, “how about litter?”

he takes you to the aisle behind the one you were previously in, gesturing awkwardly to the many different types. before you can ask if he has any suggestions, he points to one, “this is the one we use here.”

you smile. he read your mind.

with a small huff, you're grabbing that same brand and almost drop the container when you take it off the shelf - it’s much heavier than you thought. though kazutora has his own faults, he isn’t an asshole who’d just leave you to struggle. he gingerly grabs it from you, and you beam at him with a smile, “thanks.”

he only offers a curt nod, and follows you as you shop for smaller miscellaneous things - toys, treats, and a litter box all fill your hands along with the food you grabbed previously and kazutora offers no complaints when you finally make your way back to the counter.

“thanks.” you hum out again when he rounds the corner to get behind the register. he pauses for a second, staring at the computer and all its buttons and he’s genuinely lost for a second, trying to remember how chifuyu taught him to use it.

lucky for him, the man himself comes out from the back, a box in his hands and easily reading the furrow of his friends brows.

“all you have to do is ask for help,” he sighs with a click of his tongue, setting the box beside the items you’re buying. he taps a few things, explaining to kazutora again just how to do it and starts scanning the items for you, “he give you too much trouble? he’s still training-”

“he was perfectly helpful.” you smile, “i would’ve been lost otherwise.”

ᶻz・rindou haitani

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is violent.

“leave me alone-” you’re shoving past your ex with a huff, almost gasping when instead of letting you pass, he pushes you against the wall of the dingy club you’re in and grins at your clear aggravation.

“we’re not done talking,” he sighs out, “i didn’t come all the way to roppongi to get brushed to the side.” his arms are caging you in, and you want to scream to get anyone’s attention. you’re unsure if it’d even work - everyone around you seems to already be too drunk to worry about what’s going on outside their bubble, and you sure if anyone does notice, they don’t care.

“why come at all. are you stalking me now? i told you i don’t want anything to do with you-”

he stops you with a growl, eyes narrowing, “ah ah, we’re here to talk. don’t wanna make me upset, do ya?” you flinch away from him when he reaches up to cup your cheek, and someone clicking their teeth behind him makes him pause and look over his shoulder. “what, can’t you see we’re talki-”

he doesn’t get to finish his sentence. not when the man behind him rears his fist back and punches.

you pull your arms to yourself, gasping as he collapses to the floor with your eyes wide. one hit, and he’s out cold. you look up frantically to the offender, your savior, but he’s already pushing his way through the gaping crowd, leaving you to stumble behind him as he leaves the club.

“w-wait a sec!” you call out after him, and he pauses his retreat but doesn’t turn to face you. it gives you time to catch up to him, and when you’re standing in front of him, he’s scowling. despite this, he’s still pretty. you feel your face warm, and his brows raise as if he’s waiting for you to say something.

you did scream for him, after all.

“u-um, thanks,” you manage out after a moments pause, bowing your head, “thank you.” you say again more clearly. when you finally look back up at him he’s eyeing you in a way that has you wrapping your arms around yourself.

he clicks his teeth again, walking past you without a word, and you find yourself following behind like a lost puppy. he pauses again when you’re only a few steps behind him, looking over his shoulder, “if you’re gonna follow me, you might as well walk with me and talk.”

he says it like a statement, but you take it as a command. you walk for a few blocks in silence before you break it to mumble out your name.

he grins at the sound of it leaving your lips, “rindou haitani.” and it dawns on you then it was his club you were just in. apologies follow. for your ex, for not destabilizing the situation, for ruining the mood in his club, but he’s shaking his head with a hum.

“s’okay. you just gave me an excuse to leave, and i’m glad your pretty self followed.”

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shmpxx · 1 year

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BACKSEAT — k.h

⛤ kazutora hanemiya x fem! reader

sex with kazutora in the backseat of the car

cw. smut. unprotected sex. oral (m. receiving). car sex. pet names(?). creampie. a bit fluff. sub(?)kazutora

you had kazutora in the backseat of the car, glaring down to watch you bob your head on his cock, swirling your tongue around his tip and taking him so deep into your mouth very slowly and steady that got him hiss through his teeth in pleasure and the only thing he could grab on was the seats instead of your head but it felt so tempting to do so.

“hah!— shit. f-feels so good baby. feels so--ah!”

he cups your face with his shaky hand, rubbing his thumb across your cheek being soft and gentle with you as you took your time.

It felt so good he clenched his teeth hard and couldn’t help but whimper and whine you thought he sounded so cute. His chest rising up and down as if he couldn’t control his breathing to started to get lightheaded with your mouth giving him such warmth and your tongue doing wonders on his tip already about to cum in an instant.

kazutora tried to bit his lip to suppress his voice from whimpering and wailing out loud he leaned his head back against the window shutting his eyes tight. He tried to catch his breath though he couldn’t, not the way you were sucking onto his sensitive nerves and licking over the slit of his tip got him over the edge.

kazutora being very vocal turned you on so much. You liked the way he would squirm and whine in your touch about how good your making him feel and your were his angel and only his, how lucky he was to have you.

“yeah yeah yeah..just like that—ah fuc-“

he starts to buck his hips. wanting you to go deeper to hit the spot in the back of your throat.

the tip of your nose hitting his pelvis, eyes watering as you were about to gag. “take your time princess..” he whispers in a sweet tone “but I’m so close baby please-“ he cries.

“i love you..you’re so good to me…mm!”

his stomach turning into knots as he was about to load his cum into your mouth. You bobbed your head faster even so he was still rocking his hips into your mouth.

he comes inside your mouth, his dick twitching against your tongue and he finally catches his breath.

when you pull away your saliva was connected between your lips and his dick.

how the tip of his cock was still flushed red and didn’t calm down, cum still leaking and dripping.

“I wanna make you feel good, please let me make you feel good i wanna be inside of you already in that pretty pussy” he’s already having you laid back to rub your clit through your panties. how damp they got when he pressed down onto your most sensitive area. He removed your panties down to your ankles now glaring at your glistening cunt like it’s calling for his cock. He was so ready, ready to sink his dick into you.

he almost came the second time as soon as he sheaves his dick into your hole before he could get the rhythm with his hips, already moaning loudly feeling another sensation of the warmness your giving him, your walls feeling so welcoming to his dick.

“you’re so pretty tora—your such a pretty boy” you tuck the front blonde part of his hair behind his ears on each side to see his pretty face, he was truly gorgeous even the tiger tattoo standing out on his neck and the small mole under his eye. The way you looked so mesmerized had him melt maybe even his eyes welled up with tears from lack of love and affection before he met you.

“kiss me please—“ the way he rushed in to meet your lips so quickly, he didn’t even care that he tasted somewhat of himself in your mouth as he kissed you so hungry like you were going to slip from him at any moment. He licked every inch in the corner of your mouth and sucking on your tongue, you both moaned in sync as he was also thrusting inside your cunt.

“i love you i love you i love you” he would repeatedly mumble while his cock was scraping your walls, You felt so good when he slid out and pushed back in again into your hole. He slams his hand against the window letting out small sobs when your soft walls would hug him tight.

“tell me—ah! how good I’m making you f-feel?”

“feels s’ good tora—“ his hips slamming against you fast. Your legs wrapping around his waist when you felt him hit the sweet spot “right there! hah!” and kazutora oblige.

drool seeping from the corner of his mouth like he was so pussy drunk. His pace becomes faster but his thrusts become sloppy and messy but the only focus right now was kazutora pounding into your cunt.

You guide his hand towards your aching clit, he massages it making your nerves extra sensitive even with how much you were clamping around his cock, sucking him in also giving him a savory feeling making his brain all fuzzy.

the windows start to fog up from the inside of the car from the moans you both had shared almost reaching your orgasms.

“i-i wanna cum inside..can i cum inside please?..” he leans his forehead against yours and you nod with a sigh.

you were also moving your hips in harmony with his, feeling the strong sensation build up in your lower tummy. “‘m so close tora—“

kazutora finishing up his last thrusts pacing much faster and harder while harshly rubbing your clit before shooting his cum inside you and he lets out a shaky whimper and his legs shudder feelings your walls contract around his dick.

“how good was i?”

“so good tora..your such a good boy” you cup his cheek caressing his skin with your thumb.

a/n: it’s 1:20am i just needed to finish this badly :,)

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kaiisers · 1 year

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you deserve someone who will be by your side, after countless times when life has seemingly left you alone.

you deserve someone who will just be there, for whatever you need; and perhaps they don’t know what exactly you need early on, but they will learn what’s the best for you, because they want the best for you… cause you deserve it, more than anyone.

you deserve someone who will stand with you; the tough, the easy, the normal, the weird, the fun, the bad… they will be there, because they want to, because they feel grateful that you gave them the chance to enter your life.

and you’d never thought you’d ever come across someone like that, someone who would adore you and everything you are with absolute devotion, with a pure love…

which is why they understand your silence — the type that is full of disbelief, hope, heartbreak, longing…

but they will do everything, to prove to you that they are so so sorry for taking so long in getting to you.

because they are finally there, and there will not be a day you will go without knowing that their love for you is what fuels them. that they love you.

GOJO SATORU, nanami kento | todoroki touya, takami keigo, BAKUGO KATSUKI, kaminari denki | imaushi wakasa, haitani ran, kurokawa izana, haitani rindo, sanzu haruchiyo, HANEMIYA KAZUTORA, sano manjiro | KUROO TETSURO, bokuto kotaro, akaashi keiji, suna rintaro | bachira meguru, mikage reo, nagi seishiro, ITOSHI RIN, ranze kurona | edogawa ranpo, OSAMU DAZAI, nakahara chuuya, akutagawa ryuunosuke, nakajima atsushi | albedo, cyno, kazuha, KAEYA, heizou, xiao

a/n: … that’s a LONG list of characters lmaoo my bad :p feeling extremely down so needed a pick me up from self-shipping.

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guav · 2 years

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ᥫ᭡ for hanemiya kazutora, HUGGING FROM BEHIND.

𔘓 prompt list linked in the title!

closing shifts at the pet store are always nice. no, you don’t work there, but chifuyu has always been kind enough to let you hang around between lectures.

(you remember his words, he thought he was slick: “if studying for your finals ever gets too hard, you can clean the cat cages! it’s therapeutic!”)

the reason why closing shifts are so pleasant is because you get to see your boyfriend in his natural habitat. kazutora’s eyes are always wide, scanning every other shelf while taking inventory. he’s careful with every task he does, skillful hands go a long way.

“i’m almost done,” kazutora’s tone is gentle, exhaustion barely discernible. “how’re you holding up?”

he looks back to the counter, blinking at the empty spot behind it. kazutora could’ve sworn you were there a second ago—

“i’m bored.” your voice comes from behind, part of him died at the scare. “plus, you look too huggable, so don’t mind me.”

kazutora has come a long way with hugs. your heart warms, he doesn’t tense at the contact anymore. he melts into it, rather. like a cat, adorably. your arms wrap him in a hug, hands slipping into his apron pockets.

the simplicity makes it all more intimate. “love you, ‘tora.”

kazutora closes his eyes. he pockets his hands in the apron as well, interweaving your fingers together. an i love you, too.

closing shifts are nice, because you do everything but the chores.

(“in my store? really?” chifuyu’s ready to fling himself out the window. “even after i went out my way to get beers for all of us? you’re both officially uninvited to my place.”

he’s so dramatic, as if he had walked into something utterly horrifying.

you can’t help but snort, chifuyu’s still holding the door open for you anyway. “we’re on our way!”)

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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And about the poly ship can I ask for a kazutora and baji with a female reader with the prompt why so shy? I'm doing this request correct right? Please and thank you.

yes you are doing it right lol, dw lovely <3

HEAVY NSFW

NOTES: Top!kazutora x switch!baji x fem!reader, poly, choking

“Why so shy? You talked all of that big talk with your friends, and then you come here and be a little whiny bitch?” baji says, propping you up by your neck as he looks past your shoulder to kazutora.

“I- mh- no! I was just playing-“

“that’s what you always say, y/n.” kazutora corrects, placing a large hand around your neck and squeezing just enough to make you see stars.

He released you with a scoff, nodding at baji as baji shoves himself inside of your little cunt, splitting you open as you choked out a moan. Kazutora ignored your calls, lighting a cigarette near the window as he breathed in the fresh air.

Baji was ruthless; barely giving you time to stay in a position before either changing it or changing the speed dramatically. Not to mention how he was using his k-nines to bite your ear lobe every once in a while.

”ngh- kazu! Want you- ahg!” you call out, broken moans breaking up your speech as you lean your head back against baji in defeat.

He turns back to you, a small smile plastered on his face as his golden locks are illuminated by the moonlight behind.

“I think I’ll just watch for now. Baji has you sat up all pretty, wouldn’t want to ruin that now, would we?”

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todoroki-waifu · 1 year

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Kazutora x Reader Warning: Female reader

Scenario: Another chapstick idea. ^^U Genre: Fluff Word Count: 360

--------------- You were waiting for Kazutora by the school entrance, your friend having run back to his locker to retrieve his forgotten keys. You reach into your pocket, pulling out your favorite chapstick. The cooler weather tended to dry your lips more than any other season, so you made sure to always have lip balm available.

"You really like that chapstick, huh?" A tall boy and his group of friends were passing you by. You recognized him and the others to be from the same year as you.

"Oh, yeah, it's my favorite. It's a great lip moisturizer." You showed him the brand in case he was curious to get one himself. Though it seems he was interested in something else.

"You must have the softest lips then." Your classmate grins as he takes a small step towards you. Your response was cut short by your black and yellow haired crush. Kazutora returned just in time for him to hear yours and his classmate’s advances. You feel his arm rest over your shoulders, tilting his head as he blinks curiously.

"Hmm? Let’s test it out.” Kazutora lays his lips over yours, inducing heart flutters with every beat. He smiles into the kiss, making sure to pay attention to any signs of you being uncomfortable. He presses just a bit deeper when he doesn't feel you push him off, but pulls away after a few seconds. He keeps an arm around you, facing the group of boys. "She sure indeed does have soft lips." "I told you they were going out!" One of them smacks the arm of the one who attempted to charm you. "I didn't know!" "Any more questions?" You hear Kazutora ask and all the boys excuse themselves, leaving the school grounds quickly. You both stood there for a few seconds, Kazutora watching the boys run while you stare at him. Once he turns to you, you ask him the question that was currently plaguing your mind. "D-did you mean that kiss or was it just to make them go away?" Kazutora smiles slightly, leaning towards you to steal another kiss. "I don't kiss anyone unless I mean it."

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ditzyfrog · 1 year

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Nothing but a goober, a lil blorbo ♡ I just love Tory

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k9wa · 2 years

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༊*·˚ BLESSINGS FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY ! featuring kazutora hanemiya.

∴ SYNOPSIS : where kazutora can’t help but become teary eyed at the normality of spending his birthday with you

∴ CONTENT : fluff, kazutora cries a little, gn reader, (no referring pronouns, “partner” used once.)

∴ NOTE : technically i am a day late. but thats FINE! everyone look AWAY!! also vocaloid title bc he deserves the song.

“hey.”

kazutora turned to find you peeking into your shared bedroom, while his skin was still damp from the shower he’d just stepped out of. he continued to mindlessly brush through his hair, gently waving his other hand to motion you to come in. you shook your head, playing with the doorknob at the end of your fingertips. kazutora tilted his head.

“what’s up?”

“can you come out here for a sec?”

hanemiya nodded his head, not thinking much of it. though he mentally acknowledged the nervousness he could see spilling off you, he chose not to push you about it. if something was wrong, he trusted you to tell him.

you waited expectantly for him to follow you. kazutora deadpanned.

“um, can i put on pants first?”

he couldn’t stop the chuckle that bubbled out of his throat at the way you dramatically rolled your eyes.

“hurry up!!”

once the door was shut, kazutora quickly slipped on a pair of sweatpants he had laid out beforehand, leaving it at that before heading into the hallway to meet you.

“it's about time.” you placed your hands on your hips, looking up at your boyfriend. you weren’t proud of the way your eyes spent a little longer than they should have on his chest.

hanemiya chuckled at you again.

“what is it? you’re makin’ me nervous.”

the feeling of your hands grabbing his own made his heart flutter like he was still a school boy.

“it’s nothing bad, cmere.”

you led him into the living space of your apartment, still holding tightly onto his fingers.

there, on the coffee table, was a small red velvet cupcake from his favourite bakery, alongside a small gift decorated in yellow wrapping paper and a pretty white bow on top.

“wha…”

“i know you said you didn’t wanna do anything, but i couldn’t not at least do this.”

you led him over to the couch, a dumbfounded look plastered across his face.

was this really for him?

a gift with his name on it, a treat picked out with his tastes in mind, all done by someone whom he still struggled to believe he deserved?

is this what birthdays were supposed to feel like? had he really missed out on this his entire life?

there was a lot of—silence? you turned to look at him again, yet you weren’t prepared for the blank look on his face, accompanied by a few tears rolling down his cheeks.

“oh—wh—are you crying? oh shit did i fuck up??”

your hands flew to his face, contrasting the gentleness of your touch as you wiped under his eyes.

“you dont—you can just eat the cupcake and i can—i can save the gift until christmas or something!”

his lack of response as he looked into your eyes only made you panic more.

“i’m sorry, i should have listened when you said you didn’t wanna do anything but—but we can just forget it! i didn’t mean to make you cr—”

a pair of lips against your own put a quick stop to your rambling, and settled the anxiety in your gut even faster.

“no, you didn’t mess up.” kazutora smiled, face still inches away from your own as he moved to kiss one of your palms that were still tenderly cupping his face.

“so—so you’re not upset?”

“not in the slightest.” he was still teary eyed, yet the endearing smile pulling at his cheeks was rather convincing. “didn’t mean to get all emotional though, kinda ruined the mood huh?” his smile turned from one of joy to one of embarrassment. “sorry, i’m just not used to this kinda stuff i guess.”

he played with your fingers fondly.

“no! no you didn’t its okay! i’m just glad you’re not upset, holy shit i thought i was about to take the worst partner of the year title.” you both laughed, and kazutora pecked your lips.

“thank you, seriously. you didn’t have to.”

“don’t thank me yet, you haven’t even blown the candle out.”

you pushed kazutora to the couch, grabbing the lighter from your pocket and finally lighting the small candle pushed into the cream cheese frosting. you lifted the small plate it was on, and held it up to kazutora’s lips.

“make a wish!”

he pretended to think for a minute, humming quietly before blowing out the flame.

little did you know, he was sure all his wishes had come true before it was even lit.

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buccini555 · 1 year

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𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 - 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Headcanons of dating Baji and Kazutora.

— 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬

They're good boyfriends, or at least they try to be. Generally, Kazutora tends to be more affectionate and show his feelings more, Baji is loving at times, but he rarely shows as much affection as Kazutora.

They fight each other sometimes, but they never argue with you, they always take good care of your relationship, both are afraid of losing you somehow, especially Kazutora, so they always protect you and look out for your well-being. Baji basically gets into trouble with almost everyone who wants to get close to you, afraid of someone hurting you because of gang issues and to affect him in some way, Kazutora in this matter is not much different, he avoids them getting close of you and generally people respect you.

Kazutora always brings you some gift like flowers, accessories, food or anything that looks and reminds you of you. and Baji always shares his food with you, it's the way they found to show how much they love you. Kazutora is often more needy and needs more attention than Baji, but you always try to give both of them the same amount of attention.

They are not jealous of each other, but they avoid "staying" with you in front of each other, not that it bothers them, but they just prefer not to divide you at certain times and make them private. You rarely have intimate moments together, they prefer not to do it together for the simple reason that they are apprehensive with the idea of ending up hurting you in some way (if you understand me, huh?)

The two have already persisted in adding Chifuyu to your list, but they didn't have the courage to make you that proposal.

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sinisteryanderescribe · 11 months

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~Too Naive~

:::DRABBLE:::

::: Female reader :::

::: Slightly suggestive / sfw / little angst :::

::: Kazutora Hanemiya :::

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As you cautiously approached the injured delinquent, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear. He was notorious in the area, known for his violent outbursts and criminal behavior , a former Vahalla member. Upon reaching the male, you saw the pain etched on his face, with a variety of nasty bruises; deep cuts surrounding his emotionless face. However you felt a wave of guilt when the thought of leaving him there lingered your mind and knew you couldn't just leave him there. kneeling down beside him you tenderly began to patch up his wounds, carefully cleaning each one and applying bandages with a gentle touch.

Working on the man’s wounds, you couldn’t help but notice the way his sandy coloured eyes followed your every move, weary yet confused. Why were you helping him? Aren’t you afraid of him? Kazutora’s mind was clouded with questions but he stayed silent, gaze glued to your petite figure.

Finishing up you looked up at Kazutora and saw a sense of suspicion, confusion and…..vulnerability in his eyes. Scanning your face to your neck and down your body, searching for any particular weapon that could be used against him. He was nervous. It was then that you realised that this thug who had caused war and pain to others was not just a delinquent, no no, but a wounded soul in need of help. A weak, broken soul hidden and protected behind this facade of a monstrous tiger in fear of being taken advantage of. Giving him a small nod you packed up the med kit and offered him a hand up.

Eyeing it for a moment Kazutora took it his rough hand enveloping your smaller ones, taking note of how soft they are ; standing to his full height, towering over you. But instead of feeling intimidated, you felt a sense of calmness and safety, hands still attached to one another.

Placing a hand on his toned chest to keep him steady, and wrapping his arm around your waist , him thankfully complying, you pulled him along away from the alley. Giving him some support towards his bike.

As flustering as it was having this handsome man pressed against you ; feeling his built , lean body you felt relieved. There was this strange lingering connection towards the striped haired male that urged you to help him. You knew that he was not like the others, that he had a heart that was capable of good.

Reaching your destination, you were about to let go of him, but a sudden tug stopped you ; found yourself pinned between his bike and his body, hands trapping you from either side. A heavy blush spread across your cheeks as your panicked eyes looked up at him , hands against his chest pushing a little to create space.

Kazutora frowned down at you, face inches away from yours, lips almost touching. He watched your trembling form against his, lifting up his hand to grab your chin inspecting your delicate features before leaning down to your ear, lips brushing against them.

“ you really shouldn’t let down your guard like that. Anyone can take advantage of you.”

He let out a breathy chuckle.

“ with no weapons as well? You really are putting yourself into trouble. Next time you see me…don’t interact with me, your only putting yourself in danger. Okey sweetheart?”

Noting how he’s waiting for a response you shakily nod at him while looking away, wondering what you’ve gotten yourself into, cursing of how naive you were. Only thinking positive of a person you’ve just met, who could possibly be a potential threat.

“Good girl”, he said pecking your ear and neck before leaning away and letting you go. Quickly moving away from him you watched as he hoped on his bike, giving a small smirk your way before riding off, leaving you baffled and tense.

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kamizama · 1 year

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Gm yall, have this Kazutora I drew for school

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em1e · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ ༝ i hate you for what you did, and i miss you like a little kid.

⠀ 一虎 // MOTION SICKNESS ⠀ ༝ ༝ kazutora hanemiya ⠀ ༝ ༝ 2.3k words ⠀ ⚠︎ angst + valhalla spoilers + IM SORRY ! ⠀ — he’s taller, now, hair bleached, but it’s still those same wide eyes that meet your own.

january 16, 2000

baji and kazutora were constants in your life.

being neighbors with baji left you trailing behind him like a puppy, and the idea of having someone as kind as you by his side made him happy - so despite his complaints and the bickering that always ensued between the two of you, he decided to keep you tucked away like a secret.

and when he introduces you to kazutora, it’s another warm friendship melting easily with the first.

and the three of you form an unbreakable bond, with the promise to always help each other when in need. kazutora would spend more time in your house than his own, and your parents take him in easily. it’s a taste of love he’s never felt, and when he lays on your bedroom floor next to a sleeping baji, he finds it hard to fall asleep with that feeling swelling deep in his chest and taking root under his heart.

august 22, 2003

it’s baji who comes to your door late one night. who else, when his other half is in juvie as he tells you.

you break into a sob at the news, and it’s baji who holds you with apologies falling off of his lips as if somehow he’s to blame for it all.

he holds you until you wear yourself out, and stays with you when you beg him to through tears. another promise it made there, to never leave one another behind, and it’s a promise you intend to hold kazutora to once he’s released.

baji rubs your back until you’re asleep, and he wonders if there was something he could’ve done to avoid this heartache; from seeing his friend carted away in handcuffs, from seeing you cry. he wishes he could go back, just for a moment, to change this outcome.

september 12, 2004

you wrote to kazutora when you could, but never received any replies. baji caught you once in the middle of you preparing a life update, snatching the paper from your desk and holding it above your head when you reached for it.

“give it back, baji!”

he stands on his toes to keep it out of your grasp, and chifuyu grumbles from your floor something about that not being the study sheet we’re working on.

“what’s this, a love letter?” he snorts, squinting to read the letters, “‘happy birthday kazu! baji and i miss you lots, even if he won’t say it outloud-’.”

you stomp on his foot and snatch the letter away when he slouches in pain, glaring at him, “you’re such a dick sometimes.”

“he never writes you back, i don’t know why you keep sending those.” baji huffed out, sitting on the floor beside chifuyu, “he probably doesn’t even get them.”

“what does it matter,” you roll your eyes, placing the paper in a folder and leaving it on your desk, exchanging it for the aforementioned study sheet, “s’not like it’s anything to do with you anyways.”

“it does,” he argues, despite the glare you send him, “my name is very clearly mentioned.”

“i just don’t want him to think we’ve forgotten about him or don’t care about him.” you say finally, and the way your gaze falls on him leaves him looking away with a small fine, whatever.

the tension that remains bleeds from the air and crawls under your skin, but chifuyu clears his throat and flips through the first few pages of the worksheet with a hum, “what the fuck is hydrolysis?” and that is enough to clear the air.

october 20, 2005

two years pass and not a single letter is returned.

some days you wonder if you should call the center, ask if maybe there was something wrong with what you’re putting in them as if that could be the reason he isn’t getting them, but the fear of knowing that not being the reason he won’t reply frightens you beyond belief. you want to ask the post office if there’s any way all one-hundred and six letters could have been lost in the mail or sent to the wrong place, but you’re all-too aware of the return address being labeled as your home.

instead, you settle with the unknown. there’s no getting hurt that way, no way of truly finding out if he was ignoring you for all of two years.

it’s not until you bump shoulders with a stranger outside of the market that you get to piece things together. you’d recognize that tiger tattoo from anywhere.

“‘tora?”

the bags you’re holding almost slip from your grasp, scrambling to free a hand to grab at his elbow and turn him around. he’s taller, now, hair bleached, but it’s still those same wide eyes that meet your own. you swallow dryly.

“when- when’d you get out?”

he tilts his head at you, earring chiming from the movement, “last week. thought baji would’ve told you.”

“me too . . .” you’re hurt by the admission, he can tell. you clear your throat, “the letters i sent - did you ever get them?”

“i did.”

the confession is enough to break what little resolve you have, frowning, “unable to reply, or . .?”

“didn’t see the need, “ he hums out, straightening with a smile when he looks behind you. a glance over your shoulder and you see baji, sharp toothed grin faltering when his eyes find you.

“what a nice reunion,” baji settles for when he finds himself standing beside kazutora, patting your head before wrapping an arm around kazutora’s shoulders, “should’ve planned a picnic or somethin’.”

you shove at baji’s shoulder half heartedly, “why didn't you tell me kazu was released, you asshole. and what happened to your knuckles?”

he jerks his hand from your grasp when you grab for it, ignoring the hurt you hold in the furrow of your brow at his reaction.

“huh? must’ve slipped my mind,” he pulls on kazutora’s shoulder, forcing him to turn, “anyways, we gotta go! have plans we just can’t miss.” he gives a wave as he walks away, kazutora in tow.

you come home that night to a message from baji. barely able to finish reading it through your tears, but you’re able to get the basic understanding.

kazutora and i decided we’re on different paths in life, so we’re cutting you out.

the promise to stay together breaks apart by the seams with each tear that falls down your cheeks. kazutora never replied to your letters, didn’t even bother to look for you after he got out, and baji’s being ripped from your grasp. it feels like every piece of yourself you’ve been holding onto for the past two years is being brutally torn away from you with each second that passes, and for the first time in your life, there is no one there to help you hold it all together.

november 3, 2005

you’d been planning his birthday for weeks before the actual date. despite the message he sent to you previously, you’d continued to prepare for something, even if he wouldn’t show up.

except, that’s not the reason he doesn’t come.

it’s chifuyu now, who distributes the bad news to you with a frown, and you want to tear down each decoration you’ve put around your home as if that’d undo the words that have left his lips.

and when you crumble to the floor, it’s chifuyu who comforts you in a way that’s all too familiar, but never the same as before. you’d never feel that comfort again, nor the warmth that'd surround baji like a fire. you have to pry the details out of him, beg for anything he’s willing to give. how did it happen. was it painless. did he suffer. did he cry. who started it.

he answers to the best of his ability through his own tears, explaining kazutora stabbed him first but baji delivered the final blow to himself, and those words leave you folding in on yourself even more.

“kazutora’s in jail now for that, will be for ten years.”

it’s like each new addition to the story is you taking punch after punch, and chifuyu is glad that little bit of information is last on his list - unsure if you can take anymore hits. you’re practically gasping for air by the end of it, and with some effort, chifuyu is forcing you to sit up, forcing you to take a second and just breathe.

he only goes home when the reality of it all has settled, leaving you hollow sitting on your bed. on numb legs, you stand and walk to your desk, ripping out a page from your notebook to hastily write.

i hate you, kazutora. i want you and baji back and i hate you for taking him away from me. i hate you and i miss you and you’re the worst

the words blur together, ink bleeding into blobs as your tears fall onto the paper. you crumble up the page and throw it across the room with a sniff, unable to believe what you’ve written.

july 05, 2015

your brows furrow at the sound of knocking on your door. chifuyu told you he’d be an hour late to your hangout, stuck organizing a shipment that came early he’d told you over the phone, but the sound of knocking again proves he’s a liar.

“you don’t have to knock if i know you’re coming-” you start as you pull the door open, only to stop when it’s not chifuyu behind it.

kazutora stares at you, and it’s still those same wide eyes as he takes you in. there’s no blonde left in his hair, you note dully, and he’s gotten taller. you’re practically frozen in place by his appearance on your doorstep.

“hi.” he breathes out finally, offering a bouquet you hadn’t even realized he was holding, and his lip quivers when you hesitate to take it.

you clear your throat, “when . . . when did you get out?” you look down at the flowers to avoid looking at him and god he could break down right here. the smell of your home comes off in waves, clawing at the deepest parts of him and settling with the reminder of childhood. he wants to bottle it up, breathe it in for the rest of his life to keep those memories forever.

“few days ago. ‘fuyu picked me up.”

you pull your lip between your teeth, a nasty habit he remembers when you were young, before you’re taking a step back so he can enter your home. he does so slowly, as if any sudden movement could startle you away from him. he’s almost certain it would.

“was waiting on him,” you mumble out, finally looking at him, “‘fuyu.” you’re unsure why you clarify, but he nods nonetheless.

“he told me.”

silence fills the air again, neither of you wanting to break what fragility remains on your shoulders, until kazutora moves to dig through the bag he’s brought with him. you eye him warily, still very unsure of what to make of it all, when he pulls out a folder filled with stacks of papers.

he offers it to you, and you take it with less hesitation than before, trading it with him for the bouquet so you can open it properly.

august 30, 2003

dear kazutora,

kazutora watches as your eyes widen while they dance across the paper, immediately beginning to flip through each of the worn pages as if the rest of the stack could be fake, before you meet his gaze.

“are these . . ?”

“i kept them all.” he explains softly, trying so so hard to read your expression.

and when you throw yourself into his arms, almost crushing the flowers between the two of you, he’s stunned.

he holds you when your knees buckle, and carefully eases the two of you to the ground. holds you when your tears stain his shirt, and holds you even tighter as apologies fall from his lips. for baji, for not caring enough, for not righting his wrong when he should’ve. for not writing you back.

as he breathes you in, he realizes how familiar this feels, how familiar you are, and suddenly he’s back to being a stupid thirteen year old with an even stupider adoration for you. he’s scared he’s squeezing you too tight, but you’re holding him like he’s your last lifeline and it takes all of him not to do the same.

“i don't want to be like baji and not tell you how much i missed you.” he whispers, and it has a small laugh leaving your lips. a sound he hasn’t heard in so fucking long, it’s all he want to hear for as long as he’s alive.

“i forgive you,” you say softly, when the tears finally subside and your grip on one another lessens enough for you to be able to lean away and look at him, “forgive you for baji and not caring and not writing me back.”

the remission is enough to have him fighting back his own tears, and when you brush a strand of hair from his face to cup his cheek softly, it breaks what little resolve he has left. then it’s you taking him back into your arms, holding him as gently as you can as the assurances pass your lips as something so sweet and soft and everything he has ever missed in the last twelve years sits cradled in his arms.

there’s something so sickly sweet about it all that has chifuyu wishing he would’ve been a little more precarious while putting everything away at the shop - regrettably ruining the moment when he stumbles into your house with beers and yakisoba.

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maehemthemisfit · 2 years

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all i can think about is cutting my finger on one of those goofy ass books and accidentally summoning a kazutora demon.

so like, could u do a scenario for demon kazutora hcs?

Thinking of DEMON KAZUTORA who wants to stay in the overworld bc his world sucks so when you accidentally summon him, he knows you don't know anything about demons, so he's using that to his advantage

DEMON KAZUTORA who doesn't tell you how to send him back so he gets to chill and bother you all day, poking at anything interesting you have and asking you a dozen questions about humans and your interests

DEMON KAZUTORA who can turn into a cat to hide his demon form. He's a bengal breed which basically is a cat that looks like a tiger.

DEMON KAZUTORA who begs you to take him outside so he can see the city, so he clings to the inside of your hoodie, poking his head from your collar to see the world, his fur tickling your chin in the process as he looks around with big curious cat eyes, marveling at any and everything he sees.

DEMON KAZUTORA who never gets summoned, so everything is a new experience for him, so ofc he's overjoyed over the simplest things :(

DEMON KAZUTORA who tastes human food and sweets for the first time and literally cries, hot tears rolling down his face as he clenches his chest, the thought of tasting something so good making his heartache since "He doesn't have this back at home..."

DEMON KAZUTORA who tries desperately to make a contract with you so he wouldn't be forced to leave once his time is up

DEMON KAZUTORA who grows attached to you and your antics so he's helping you around the house. The way his eyes are trained on yours whenever you explain something to him is adorable. He's so focused, eager to make you happy that he did something right.

DEMON KAZUTORA who whines anytime you leave without him, already in kitten form with his teeth holding on for dear life onto the pants you're wearing, attempting to pull you away from the door. He sulks around the house when you do eventually leave, but as soon as he catches a whiff of your scent or hear the sound of your keys, he's already ready to greet you at the door, tail wagging excitedly as he patiently waits, ready to tell you how much he missed you and how bored he was.

DEMON KAZUTORA who's favorite thing to do is watch movies and shows with you. He gets a lot of information from them, but the best part is he gets to cuddle with you

DEMON KAZUTORA who loves when you rub his horns, wings, or his little heart shaped demon tail. You also point out his little fangs which always makes his face heat up. he secretly wants to bite you

You aint hear that from me 🏃🏾‍♀️💨

I swear his tail gives away his emotions. It comically points straight up whenever he's surprised or flustered and curls around himself when he's shy/nervous.

DEMON KAZUTORA who's heart jumps anytime you try to get him so go back where he came from. Screaming words like "Begone demon! depart! goodbye! cut loose! May the power of Christ compel you!" scared when you actually get close to saying the words that would send him back.

DEMON KAZUTORA who sneaks in your bed in cat form, and in your sleepy daze you're fine with that. Then you wake up to his arms wrapped tightly around you, back pressed to his chest, face snug against your neck as his soft breath tickles your skin. UGHHH I NEED THISS PLSSS SHJERHS

DEMON KAZUTORA who sometimes doesn't understand boundaries especially when you're upset with him, so you have to slam the door in his face. He knows he could easily get in if he wanted to, but instead he uses his cat form, tiny paws clawing from under the door, begging to be let in along with many meows and apologies that you eventually cave into 🥺

He's a clingy demon, and god forbid another gets close to you. He'll wrap his arms tightly around you and glare daggers to whoever it is.

DEMON KAZUTORA though he isn't a popular demon, he isn't weak either. So he'll fight a mf if he needed to. He's protective, but not overbearing. He'll be grumpy if you bring another guy home, but he won't bother you, just stare menacingly at the guy in his cat form like >:( and it freaks the fuck out of your guest.

"Uh, your cat is just... he's just staring at me."

"Oh, h-he does that to everyone. Heh... don't mind him." 😐

"Yeah... well i'mma go."

"DAMMIT DEMON!"

slick mf 😒 lucky he cute.

DEMON KAZUTORA who just loves touch and physical affection. Giving and receiving. Back hugs, pecks, head pats, boop his nose and he'll melt. Whatever touch you give him he'll gladly take it.

He also finds ANY REASON to touch you. Having trouble reaching something in a high place? Don't worry, he'll place his hands on your waist and lift you. This throws you tf off an then you get all flustered as he chuckles. He knew he coulda just flew up and got it for you, but this is so much better.

HIS WINGS ARE SENSITIVE BTW.

Touch them, tease them 😈 He's very vocal that way

I HC most demons are cold to the touch, so DEMON KAZUTORA is addicted to your warmth. No matter what the weather is he'll always be ice cold which comes in handy on very hot days and he loves it because you'll cuddle up to him more.

IN CONCLUSION. DEMON KAZUTORA is probably the best demon to be stuck with compared to others. It's his goal to protect you, even if you want him there or not. 10/10 demon buddy

Who should I write next? 😏

A/N: This may or may not be a series

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smucked · 2 years

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THE LANDLORD ᯽ kazutora hanemiya

after your pipes burst in your apartment your landlord allows you to spend the night in his apartment.

kazutora hanemiya + black fem reader (+16), lots of hickeys and touching, fingering, f. receiving, little bit of switch kazu, slight choking, praises from kazu, riding, backshots.

after having the most stressful day you’ve had in a while you wanted to come home and take a nice bath and go to sleep. you did your normal routine when you came home: keys on the dish asked alexa to play a playlist on shuffle and slipped out your work clothes into a purple velvet robe after pulling your locs up into a pineapple style with a few locs hanging out. you then turned your shower faucet on but no water flowed out, just creaking noises and sputters. you tried again before letting out a deep sigh.

you went into your purse and pulled your phone out, unlocked it, and started searching for your landlord’s number. after ringing for a couple moments he answers. “my prettiest tenant, how may i help you?” he asks in a soothing tone, slightly easing your stress.

“the pipes aren’t working kazu, i’m fucking stressed and need to take a bath,” you answered firmly.

“okay, i’ll call maintenance to look at the pipes. do you have anyone to stay with?” he responded with slight concern.

“um-“ you were cut off.

“actually, you can just stay with me, bring whatever you need and you can stay in my room for the night.” he offered.

you paused for a little before giving a quick response. “sure.” you spoke before chewing on your bottom lip.

“ok good. i’m sure you know my room number,” he adds in a smart-ass tone.

“bye kazutora.” you ended the conversation and then hung up before he could say anything extra.

after packing your necessities in a bag you grabbed a bottle of wine and left your apartment in a robe with slides on your feet. you walked down the several flights of stairs to the ground level of the apartment complex. all the way in the back was room 101, the landlord’s apartment.

you tapped on the door with the wine bottle, making sure you didn’t hit the bottle too hard so it doesn’t break. after a couple moments of silence the door opened to kazutora, his hair tied into a messy bun with a streak of his blonde hair hanging out. his bell earring making a little jingle as his head peeked from behind the door.

“my prettiest tenant.” he smiled before letting you in his apartment.

“my landlord.” you giggled as you entered.

kazutora showed you around his apartment, just a little bigger than yours and the other tenants. during the tour, you took a good look at what he was wearing and his appearance: a black slightly baggy tee and black sweatpants with black socks. he also wore a silver necklace and a couple beaded bracelets on his left wrist.

once he was done he let you in the bathroom for your bath. while the water was running you opened the bottle and took a swig from it. while you submerged yourself in the bath you took another swig from the bottle, allowing the stress to exit your body.

after your bath, you loosely wrapped yourself with a clean towel he left for you. then you did your hygienic routine and fixed your locs in the steam-filled bathroom mirror before exiting. kazutora was sitting on the couch, the tv playing music while he was scrolling through his phone.

“you want the rest of this?” you asked a little louder than your regular tone so he would hear.

“i’m usually a smoke weed type of person, but sure i’ll go halvies with you,” he answered before sitting up on the couch and then stretching his arm out for the bottom.

you handed him the bottle and he chugged the bottle to the last drop. he wiped his mouth before looking at you with your brows furrowed at him drinking everything within seconds.

“smoke weed type of person?” you asked while you raised a brow?

“doesn’t mean i didn’t drink in a past life.” he laughed.

kazutora stared at your towel-clothed body while you looked at his lanky figure lying on the couch. you chewed on your bottom lips as your felt your body tingle at him staring at you.

“you still stressed?” he asked as he got up from the couch, walking over to you.

“not as much as before,” you answered, your head looking at the ground.

he lifted your chin up, bringing immediate eye contact between you both. his body heat radiating from him brought you closer to him. grabbing his face your lips connected with his, pressing each other as your tongues grazed each other more and more the next time they met each other.

kazutora’s hands pulled your towel down, exposing your body. you didn’t care because you took pulled his shirt from him. “i’m gonna keep this.” you giggle in between breath takes.

“put it on,” he said before putting the large tee on you, covering your body.

your hands ran over his torso, making you more aroused. his dick was visible through his sweats so you teased him outside his pants briefly. he let out breathy exhales as you kissed and sucked on his neck, leaving marks behind. he massaged your breasts while he pressed you against the wall. the song playing from the tv transitioned to come thru by drake, by then kazutora surprisingly picked you up and brought you both to the bedroom that he showed you. he laid you on his bed with velvet black sheets and curtains that smelled of his usual cologne that makes you weak every time you smelled him.

“you always fuck your tenants?” you asked in a smart tone.

“only my prettiest one,” he responded with a slight smirk.

kazutora planted kisses on your thighs leading up to your neck. kissing and sucking, also leaving marks behind before moving to your left breast. he licked, kissed, sucked, and did everything under the sun to your breasts. his right hand slid to your aching pussy, grazing over your glazed clit slowly but repeatedly. his gentleness on your sensitive clit drove you crazy. you started letting out small whimpers and gripping his sides.

“i know baby, i can be a tease right?” his soothing voice covered you like a weighted blanket.

you could reach climax just from his voice alone and after finishing that thought he plunged his middle finger in, earning a gasp from you. he pulled his finger out just as the first knuckle before sinking back in repeatedly. your gasps turned into moans making his dick twitch inside his pants, begging to be in the positions his fingers were in. he pressed his mouth in your clit, licking and gently sucking on it while his saliva drolled out mixing with your fluids then leaking in the bed.

“pl-please.” you stuttered unable to form words.

he didn’t care, he knew you were reaching your peak so he picked up the pace while rapidly flicking the tip of his tongue on your clit, sending you into euphoric shock. “shit!” you cried. you almost popped your nails off with how hard you gripped his sheets as you came on his fingers. “let everything out for me please pretty?” he asked yet cooing you for the last drop.

once you came down from your high he planted a kiss on your forehead before sitting on the bed, a triangular shape poking from his pelvis area. you smiled and giggled as you turned around and pulled his sweatpants down with his boxers. his thick and lengthy dick sprung out, twitching with pre cum oozing from his tip. you didn’t even bother and just hovered yourself over him then slowly brought yourself down, his dick entering bringing out gasps from both of you.

“please baby-“ he groaned as your walls coated his dick in your fluids.

you raised your lower body up and down repeatedly while holding your boobs with your arms. kazutora grabbed your handles, guiding you. small spaced clapping noises filled the room with heat and breathy moans. he then slowly pulls you off before laying you face first into the bed, your butt propped up with your leaking pussy exposed. while he grabbed your handles again he slowly pressed himself into you making you let out a moan.

“fuck me kazu- please,” you begged.

he planted a trail of kisses from your back while giggling before he started to pull you away and plunge himself into you again. some of your neighbors presumed a shootout was occurring while those near the apartment heard your cries and moans while kazutora praised you. “you feel so nice pretty.”, “you make me feel so good.” “look at how good you're taking me, sweetheart.”

“fuck i’m gonna cum!” you cried, feeling that euphoric feeling brew within you reaching its peak.

“all over me pretty, please baby,” he spoke taking breaths in between each word.

kazutora hooked his arm around you, pulling you to his face. he buried his face into your neck letting out moans and whimpers as his strokes got sloppy. your boobs constantly hitting each other as tears streamed out of your eyes while you reached your climax followed by kazutora moments later. his milky fluids mixed with yours filled you to the brim. after he unhooked you he pulled his coated dick out before you both fell on the bed, drained out and exhausted.

“still stressed out?” he asked while getting his breathing together turning his head to yours on the bed.

“not even an inch.”, you answered while a small smile.

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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I could be any gender but either gn or fem

Ahh okay, thank you! :)

Prompt if you missed it: PLS PLS PLEASE I'M BEGGING Kazutora with prompt "Put on a show pretty and, don’t hide, make some noise for me" Please I would be satisfied with that

NOTES: kazutora x gn!reader, mentions of his past, smut 🏃‍♀️

Juvie changed Kazutora. He hated to admit it because, well, he hated his past. He even felt bad for blaming mikey. But he changed… again.

Getting into a relationship with you was the best thing that ever happened to him, and you. But what you didn’t realize is that all of the time in juvie, he got no bitches 💀🤚. And he had a lot pent up.

Hence, why there was a schedule. For every week. The same thing happened on friday at 7:00; a fucking round.

Now you might be thinking, what the hell? Every week? That doesn’t seem like him. Oh yes it does.

“Oh come on, don’t hide, make some noise for me…” he cooes, pulling you up by your hair as he detailed the side of your neck with hickeys.

“i- mh!” is all you get out as he bucks his hips, hitting the exact spot that made you see stars. His golden locks fell down out of his ponytail and framed his face, a grin complimenting his beauty mark on his face.

He chuckles and cuts you some slack, setting you down gently as he leans back against the headboard. It had been barely an hour so far, but he had been “experimenting” as he had called it and had you finished way earlier than normal. He stares as you as you sat up, a frown on your face as you eyed him intently.

“put on a show, pretty.” he says, motioning to himself as you sat there with a pout. You shake your head and look away, teasing him as he frowns too.

“what, you mad that I’m too good?” he teases back, brushing through his hair as you stuck your tongue out. You slowly climbed onto his lap, ruffling his hair with a grin as you distracted him. You snuck your hand down, wrapping your smaller hand around his shaft as he eyes went wide.

“Mph- Y/n!” he exclaims, lettinng out small whimpers as you continued to pump his cock.

“How about you put on a show for me.” you tease.

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white-poppie · 2 years

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Because I love you!

Characters: Koko, Kazutora, Izana

Genre: ANGST

Writer: @ white-poppie

A/N: The phrase ‘the moon is beautiful’ is a code word for I love you.

≡ IZANA

Izana must have been sculpted by a greek god; his nectarine skin and ivory hair that moved cinematically under the fraying moonlight. Specs of stardust that seemed to fall down every time he moved his hair--he was truly ethereal.

The two of you were sitting on the ledge of some building in Shibuya. You couldn’t care less, not when your heart was speeding out of control.

Izana looked at you with hazy eyes, Adam's apple bobbing up and down as if he was inhaling the air around you.

“You hair looks like its clad in star dust,” you whisper.

Izana let out a faint chuckle and leaned back on his elbows, “is it now?”

“Mhm,” you answered, while swinging your legs, “its so pretty.”

Izana sighed contently and closed his eyes, feeling the winter air prick his face.

“Izana,” you whispered heavily, “where do people like us go?”

Izana’s eyes opened and he looked at you, “What do you mean?”

“I mean, people like us, who have no where to call home; where do we go?”

“We build a home for ourselves,” he choked out, heart clenching with each syllable, “we make a place for ourselves. All those shattered Hopes will provide a stable foundation for the building of our dreams one day.

You sighed and looked at him closely, " M' scared Zana."

Izana helped your hand in his, tracing upon your knuckles, "why?"

"Don't fight Manjiro, I am so scared.." you said and you words were heavy and watery, "I know you are very strong, but I am just petrified at the thought of you getting even remotely hurt."

Izana gulped and cupped your face in his palms, "swear nothing's gonna happen to me, I'll return back to you, safe and sound."

You trembled as tears left your eyes," the moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

Izana felt as if his voice stuck in his throat he looked at you as if trying to figure whether he heard you correctly or not. Tears left his eyes as he vigorously shook his head, “yes, yes, gods it is very pretty!” He chanted as he littered kisses all upon your face

...Now as you saw the crimson decorating his starlight hair, you wished you had said the actual words, “I-love-you.”

≡ KOKONOI

You were lying on your back on the grass knolls in field, the soft fabric of the picnic mat gazing your elbows, you swong your legs. Kokonoi lay on his back eyes closed and head resting on his elbows.

“You are staring,” he said while his snake eyes fluttered open. You gulped and looked up at the sky.

“Something bothering you?” he asked, sitting up and leaning a bit too close for your liking. You took a shaky breath and mumbled a small ‘no.’

“ ‘S just that, I wonder if...you are over Akane yet,” you ask and look at him. A scowl adorned his features and you were suddenly scared.

“You out of all people shouldn’t be asking this question!” he shouted making your flinch at bite your lip.

‘Now is not a good time’ you thought, but when would it ever be a good time?

“ ‘M sorry Hajime,” you whimpered, “I know you loved her and you still do,” you smiled at him.

“what is with you today? "he growled and got up, "I am leaving."

"Wait," you called out and held his hand, "Hajime hear me out."

He looked at you at his heart hurt terribly at the sight of your tear- laden expression.

You gulped and looked at the ground, still holding his hand, “I love you, Koko.”

Hajime’s eyes widened as he snatched his hand away from yours, “What the fuck?”

“Yeah,” you chuckled, and Hajime felt his head spinning from the sudden confession and the guilt of it.

“It’s pathetic, isn’t it?” you laughed.

”I am in love with someone, who is in love with someone and that someone will never be me.”

≡ KAZUTORA

You were working in the pet shop with Kazutora, late at night, helping arrange the boxes of dog food.

You and Tora had never truly worked alone, Chifuyu was always there, lingering somewhere, but today he was ill and you two had to do his work too.

You really don’t know what triggered him...he probably looked at the picture of Toman founders on Chifuyu’s desk.

But boy was it scary to see the man you loved fall apart. Falling and tripping on containers like a confused animal.

“Tora! Tora stop you will hurt yourself!” you tried to hold him still, he struggled in your grip, writhing. Your heard pounded in your ears and at the same time hurt for him to see him so scared.

“Tora, please, please, shh its okay, we will figure it out, calm down,” your lips trembled as you uttered the words.

“No! Let me go!” he was moving like a worm in your hold now. You couldn’t leave him! You could already see the bruise forming on his hand due to bumping against the table, he would just end up hurting himself more.

“Tora! Stop! I love you!” you froze up as those words escaped your gullet, you had no idea why you said that.

“No you don’t! Stop lying to me!” his nails clawed on your arms and tears of pain escaped your eyes as you pushed him away, looking at your arms, it was as if a bear had attacked you.

“You are just here to act like a bitch, I don’t love you!” His words pierced you more than his nails could ever have.

A sob escaped your throat as you cried in pain. This seemed to have snapped him back to his senses. His eyes widened as pupils moved in panic.

“Y/N,” he said too gently, as if scared that his words will hurt you more.

Tears of humiliation, rejection and pain flowed down your eyes.

“I didn’t mean it!” he cried and fell to his knees, “I didn’t mean it, please I am so sorry! You are always looking after me, you don’t deserve to be treated like this, I am so stupid!”

“But you were honest about one thing,” you croaked out, “you were honest about the fact that you don’t love me.”

Kazutora didn’t respond, he just kept staring blankly at the blood that dripped from your arms.

His silence was enough of an answer.

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