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winxanity-ii · 8 months

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𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐒

╚»★ 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐊𝐞𝐧 x 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐭!𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ★«╝

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: fluff

‌🇷‌🇦‌🇹‌🇮‌🇳‌🇬‌: non-explicit

🇵‌🇴‌🇻‌: 2nd person; You/Your

🇩‌🇪‌🇸‌🇨‌🇷‌🇮‌🇵‌🇹‌🇮‌🇴‌🇳‌: in which, ken manages to turn a chaotic concert night into a peaceful, starlit escape

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🇦‌/🇳‌‌: I haven't posted in two weeks—college is awesome but ya girl's drowning in work, not gonna lie. Also, my meal plan is on its last leg. So, you know, typical college struggles. 😅 Anyway, enjoy the new one-shot!

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In Barbieland, a realm of perennial glitz and glamour, your debut had a nebulous charm that left an imprint on everyone—just like a lingering constellation in the night sky. Though excitement always ran high with the introduction of a new Barbie, your presence was, quite literally, out of this world. You were the Astrophysicist Barbie, and you looked at the stars not as glinting trinkets but as complex systems begging to be understood.

You were a different kind of celestial body in this colorful universe. Your interests were nested in theories and complex algorithms that could predict the future of galaxies. And it wasn't just that. There was something about your focus that stood out. While everyone was busy mingling and attending fabulous parties, you'd often zone out, diving deep into your own world of thought. You weren't easily drawn into casual conversation; you preferred more 'orbital' talks that delved into the mysteries of the universe.

Nobody really judged you for it, but, one Ken seemed particularly infatuated. He was the stereotype of Ken: charismatic, outgoing, and so easily and completely smitten by your mysterious aura. In the world of Barbieland, where the narrative often revolved around Barbie, Ken had become accustomed to listening. With you, he found something extraordinary. It's as if he tapped into a wavelength he never knew existed, and in that newfound frequency, he relished being listened to—maybe for the first time ever.

He became your anchor. When words seemed too distant and unnecessary, he was your voice. If you whispered something, he'd amplify it for the world to hear. On occasions when you complimented him, he'd get adorably flustered. Once, a simple "You look handsome today" sent him crashing to the ground, only to get up and strike a smoldering pose, saying, "Thank you."

His interaction with you was as tactile as it was emotional. He found peace in the very details that made you, 'you'—like when he'd gently play with the ends of the box braids that frame your face or hold your hand, noticing how your fingers subtly recoiled before relaxing. The world saw a lively Ken become still and serene, as he sat in your presence, finding a solace he didn't know he was seeking.

There was a sense of mutual balance. Ken was the day to your night. He was talkative–the sun illuminating your universe, and you thrived in quiet moments–the calming darkness that gave his light purpose. Together, you were a cosmic ballet, an astral yin-yang, existing in a serene equilibrium, balancing each other out seamlessly.

Tonight, though, was special. Barbieland was hosting its grandest concert of the year, and you both had decided to attend together.

As soon as you and Ken stepped into the Dreamhouse, the room buzzed like a hive of electricity. The air was thick with the scent of various perfumes—floral, musky, sweet—all blending together in an intoxicating concoction. Barbies from all corners were gathered, radiant in their glamour and glitz, laughter sparkling like champagne bubbles.

"Astrophysicist Barbie!" A Barbie in a sequined dress exclaimed, her voice slicing through the ambient hum. "Your box braids are absolutely gorgeous!" Her eyes popped, basically radiating heart emojis.

"Thank you," you responded, your fingers lightly touching one of your braids, a little spark of satisfaction coursing through you.

Ken squeezed your hand reassuringly, beaming with pride. "She spent hours on them," he shared, nodding toward your hair, the whiff of his cologne a calming contrast to the ambient fragrance.

The two of you navigated the crowd like a ship through celestial bodies. Ken introduced you to old friends and some fresh faces, the timbre of his voice oscillating between a buttery smoothness and ecstatic peaks, every interaction accompanied by the light touch of his hand on your lower back.

"Barbie, it's so good to see you here!" Another Barbie’s words almost danced out of her mouth, her red curls bouncing to a rhythm of their own. "Aren't you excited for the main act?"

You nodded, though in reality, the rising crescendo of the music, chatter, the intensity of different perfumes, and the layered textures of bass and treble were starting to be a bit much. "I've been looking forward to it."

That's when it hit you—like an asteroid crashing into a placid moon. The music roared into a crescendo, and with it, the murmur of voices turned into a disorienting wall of sound. Layers of noise—laughter, bass, cheers—piled onto each other, each clamoring for attention. The twinkling high notes of a pop song cut through like stars piercing a dusky sky, and the drumming bass vibrated through the floor, reverberating in your chest as if your heart was suddenly drumming to an alien rhythm.

"Surprise act tonight, you in the know?" Leather-jacket Ken leaned in, shouting over the noise.

You tried to focus on his words, but the lights seemed to flash more vividly, colors blending into one another, each flash more disorienting than the last.

"I—uh—" Words slipped through your fingers like sand.

Ken sensed your struggle, almost as if reading your mind, and was by your side immediately. "I think we have, but Barbie and I wanted it to remain a surprise," he chimed in, attempting to take over the conversation and offer you a respite.

It was like your senses were drowning—your nerves felt like electric wires, buzzing and short-circuited. Your ears were like black holes, pulling in all of sound until it morphed into a gravitational mass of incomprehensible noise. Everything blurred into a dizzying mess.

"Barbie?" Ken's voice broke through the din, his face etched with concern. "Are you okay?"

"I…" you started, "It's just a bit much."

He immediately understood, wrapping an arm protectively around you. "Let's find a quieter spot," he suggested, guiding you away from the heart of the event and towards solace.

Ken’s arm wrapped protectively around your waist as the two of you made your way to the concert's exit. The pulsating lights and resonating beats grew fainter with each step, replaced by the promise of quietude and the comforting cool of the night.

Almost there, you thought, just a few more steps to the door.

However, as you neared the door, a distinctive voice, melodic with a hint of mischief, chimed in, “Leaving so soon, lovebirds?”

Both of you halted to find Cabaret Dancer Barbie, her flapper dress sparkling under the party lights, her vibrant red lips upturned in a teasing smile. With her reputation for being sharp-witted and playfully blunt, she was hard to miss in any gathering.

"Ken~," she purred, shooting him a mock-disapproving look, "taking this precious gem away before the night’s even reached its crescendo? And just when I was about to showcase my new dance routine!"

You felt a blush creeping up your cheeks, not used to being the center of such playful attention. Ken, ever the charmer, responded with a grin, "Well, Cabaret, some moments are meant to be private. Besides, Barbie and I had planned on some quiet time tonight.”

Cabaret Dancer Barbie stepped closer, giving you a once-over before winking conspiratorially. "Quiet time, huh? Should I be worried about what you two are getting up to?" She laughed, her voice tinkling like chimes.

You could feel the flush deepening, words failing you. However, Ken, picking up on your discomfort, chuckled lightly, steering the conversation. "Just some innocent stargazing, I assure you. But knowing Astrophysicist Barbie and her love for the stars, it might just be the highlight of our evening.”

Cabaret Dancer Barbie laughed heartily. “Well, if it's the stars you're after, I won’t keep you. But Barbie, darling,” she said, leaning in closer to whisper just loud enough for Ken to hear, “if he doesn't show you the most dazzling constellations, you know where to find me for some real entertainment.”

With a playful wink and a twirl, she sauntered off, leaving a trail of laughter in her wake.

Ken looked down at you, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Let’s make a quick escape before anyone else notices."

With that, the two of you managed to sneak out, leaving the party's frenzy behind. The path uphill was lined with softly glowing lanterns, leading you both to the serene hilltop, where the bright stars awaited your arrival.

As the two of you settled on the hilltop, the noises of the concert became a distant hum. The stars above glittered brightly, and the cool breeze felt soothing against your skin. The city lights of Barbieland painted a beautiful, ethereal landscape below.

Ken reached for his guitar case, the moonlight catching its polished surface. He opened it, pulling out the guitar. It looked old, worn, but in the best possible way. It had history.

“I didn’t really plan for this,” he began with a chuckle, strumming a few chords to test the tune, “but maybe some calm melodies can make the night a bit better.”

He looked at you, his eyes full of warmth. “Ready?” he asked, an excited grin tugging at his lips.

You nodded, smiling back at him.

The first few chords he played were soft, the melodies seemingly caressing the silence of the night. Then, with a deep breath, he began to sing, his voice holding an intimate, raw quality.

"I don't know if I've been strong enough, Life’s been a journey, and sometimes it’s rough, But right here with you, under the moon's gentle hush, Feels like a touch that says, ‘You’re more than enough’."

"I want to hold you close, yes, I do, yes, I do, Be the one you lean on, see this through, see this through, Not taking you for granted, Never taking you for granted, Yeah, yeah, I won’t."

His voice, filled with emotion, reverberated in the cool night air. The lyrics, a reflection of your shared journey, tugged at your heartstrings.

As the last note faded away, Ken looked up, his blue eyes glistening, perhaps with the reflection of the stars, or perhaps something deeper. "May I have this dance?" he asked, extending a hand towards you.

You hesitated for a brief moment, cheeks flushed, "But… there isn't any music playing now."

Ken gave a playful, exaggerated whine. "You're going to deny me a dance on a technicality?"

Seeing your amused expression, he added, "Besides, can't you hear it? The distant melodies from the Barbie house and the rhythmic waves crashing against the rocks - nature's very own orchestra."

He winked, his boyish charm evident. "Come on, let's make this moment our own. Let’s dance to the rhythm of the world around us."

Tentatively, you took his outstretched hand, letting him pull you close. As he gently wrapped his arms around you, you rested your head on his chest, listening intently. Beyond the distant sounds he'd mentioned, the strongest rhythm you heard was the steady thud of his heartbeat.

As you both began to sway, the world faded away. There was just you, Ken, and the intimate moment you shared. The faint noises in the background melded into a unique, soft tune, one that seemed perfect for the two of you.

The warmth of his embrace, the gentle cadence of his heart, and the shared serenity of the night all blended into a memory that would forever be etched into your heart. In that moment, amidst the vast expanse of Barbieland, you found your own little universe in the arms of someone who truly understood and cherished you.

lol, did anyone peep the song?? I tried my best 😭😭

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m4nj1r0s · 4 months

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Slightly!Yandere Shinichiro general headcannons

Note: I went off-track a little with cute moments 😭

- SIMP. You’ve probably heard it 100 times, so let me be the 101st, he is a SIMP.

- Has your picture as his lock screen and Home Screen, has a polaroid of you two in the back of his CLEAR phone case, another polaroid in his wallet and a framed picture of the two of you in his shop.

- Looks at you with love-hearts in his eyes whenever you’re talking. It could be about the economical state of the world and he’d still listen intently just because you’re the one saying it.

- Everyone says he doesn’t have any skills with girls, which is true, but he is genuine and that’s already better than the majority of men.

- Will hug and kiss you in front of his friends because he literally does not care what they think. They’ll all probably groan and tell him it’s gross.

- Has accidentally blown a puff of smoke in your face from a cigarette and when you started to cough he panicked. Got you a cute teddy bear to say sorry though.

- Has your skincare and makeup routine memorized, and products. This man knows your shade and the brand you use for foundation and concealer. Always stocks it up for you when he sees you’re running low. Loves to watch you apply skincare and makeup and will get flustered if you ask him to put it on for you.

- Is always so gentle with you. He hasn’t hurt you, and won’t ever. Not even accidentally. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him!

- Benkei and Takeomi give him bad girl advice. Wakasa knows better but he’s never around when the other two give Shinichiro advice… When he tries it with you, he gets genuinely shocked when you tell him you don’t like whatever he tried.

- One time, he asked you if you were on your period because you were mad at him, and when you asked him why the hell he would ask that, he replied “Takeomi told me that you’d think I was attentive and knowledgeable about women’s hormones if I asked you!!”

- They’re probably the reason he doesn’t get girls tbh

- But he has you, he doesn’t need anyone else.

- He does get jealous super easily. He doesn’t even know how he pulled you in the first place, but he WON’T lose you.

- Has and will use his connections from the Black Dragons to beat anyone who tries to get with you. He’s not going to get his hands dirty (probably because he doesn’t know how to) if he has people to do it for him.

- Celebrates every little milestone in your relationship. Expects you to remember as well. Like, what do you mean you forgot this is the anniversary of the first time he fed you?!

- Dreams of a nice, domestic life with you in the future whenever he sees you with Emma and Mikey. He wants 4 kids and a nice house by his grandpa’s dojo.

- Mikey and Emma LOVE you. You’re their big sister now! Especially Emma. It’s hard for her in an all male household, so you’re her rock when it comes to things her brothers and grandpa don’t understand.

- Emma loves to do girl things with you, like face-masks, doing nails and gossiping about boys you guys like. Although it’s only really Emma who talks about boys she likes, since she’ll get grossed out if you talk about Shinichiro in a romantic manner. That’s her stupid, goofy older brother after all..

- Mikey is constantly asking you if Shinichiro is paying you to pretend to be his girlfriend because you’re wayyyyy out of his league! Shinichiro is a bland 4 and you’re a 10!!

- Mikey and Emma definitely crash your guys’ dates sometimes. Especially if you guys are going on a picnic or to the mall.

- Grandpa Sano likes you as well, you’re keeping Shinichiro from getting into trouble and being a goof. Although, most of that is just how he is.

- Mikey definitely introduces you to Draken as his big sister. And Draken probably sees you as his big sister too, you guys probably do have cute moments.

- One time, you saw Draken sat on a bench on his own and you took him to the convenience store and got him candy to cheer him up and talk about why he was looking down. Mikey joined you guys half-way through with a bag of dorayaki (no, he did not share).

- All in all, you guys are a cute ass couple and the kids all look up to you two.

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mikaswannabe · 11 months

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"IS THIS SKIRT TOO SHORT?"

FEATURING...

BAJI KEISUKE — degrading, dom!baji, fingering, jealousy, vaginal sex, spanking, filming.

MANJIRO "MIKEY" SANO — dom!mikey, semi-public sex, cunnilingus, fingering.

SANZU HARUCHIYO — dry humping, objectification, degrading, slight manipulation, body worship, ass-eating, fingering.

TAKASHI MITSUYA — severe horniness, dom!mitsuya, semi-public sex, body worship, panty fucking, vaginal sex.

CHIFUYU MATSUNO — slight dollification, forced undressing, pussy worship, small mommy kink, body worship, masturbation, buttjob, vaginal sex, overstimulation, riding.

KEN "DRAKEN" RYUGUJI — dom!draken, controlling, brat-taming, fingering, car head.

BAJI

"Baby."

Usually you would spend most of your time in this walk-in closet when you know you have a function to attend, but Baji knew you were about to ask for a rating of your outfit when he smells your lovely scent after you come out of that door, and hearing that sweet call of your pet name for him.

Meanwhile, he hadn't even gotten off of the bed since he made himself a bowl of Cap'n Crunch an hour ago. You saw that basketball video game that he always plays occupying the TV screen.

He didn't understand why you always needed so long to get ready. He just saw it as a difference between genders, because he knew he could hop into his clothes and brush his hair 30 minutes before leaving and still stunt at the party you two planned on going to.

"Yo."

"Look at my outfit. Is it cute?"

Usually he would take a short glance, give you a yes, and then go back to playing his game. You knew that you did something right when his jaw clenched and he took a double take.

"Why are you dressed all whorish like that?"

"Whorish?! Really, Baji??"

You were decked out like a pink princess, as per usual. Your face was beat, your hair was running down your back, and your accessories were stacked. He wasn't looking at any of that though. The only thing he saw was your abomination that you were probably gonna call a skirt.

This torn ass piece of fabric failed to cover your ass the way you tried to play as. It was too pink, and it stopped far above your mid-thigh. Not to help, there was an intentional slit on the right side that could have your whole pussy fly out if the wind blew too hard.

How did he even let you buy this? He wished a security alarm would blast everytime you brought something like this into the house.

"Do you even have panties on?"

"Yeah. I'm wearing a thong."

You grinned as you gave him this answer, but he wasn't smiling. No enthusiasm showed in his expression when he told you, "Come over here."

You knew he was serious when you saw that he didn't even pause his game, all of the NPCs on screen running around his character and passing him up. But the only movement you showed is when your smile fell, nothing going on in your legs besides tingles.

"You didn't fucking hear me?" He put the controller down, and then he swung his legs over the side of the bed, sitting there with them spread as he pointed to the floor between his planted feet.

"Come stand right here. Don't make me tell you again."

Apprehension filled you as you walked over to where he said. His calloused hands grazed your exposed torso, but his touch was gentler than usual.

"This is how you want some dickhead to touch you when you get in that party, right?" He wrapped five fingers around the thickness of your thigh, bringing those fingers up and lifting your skirt.

Your pretty pink thong had a white crown on the fabric. "I bought this for you. How're you just gonna wear it out for everyone else to see?"

"I wouldn't do you like that, baby." You assured, running your fingers through his long black strands with the other hand on his shoulder.

Two fingers grazed your clothed cunt, and that made you feel weak in the knees. "Keisuke..."

"No, shut up. Dress up like a slut and think I'll just let it fly. Did you forget who the fuck you're dating?"

"No, baby. I just thought that- I thought it looked nice."

"Looked nice for who?" Moving the thong to the side, your plump lips were out, and you almost squeezed your thighs together at the feeling.

With a backhand smack to your thigh, you reopened them. "You want some loser that'll treat you all nice, huh?"

Just like that, he slid two fingers between your wet slit, keeping his eyes on yours. "Kei, I only want you."

"You say that, and then you pull slutty stunts like this."

You whined when he drove those two fingers into your wet hole, pumping them back and forth. "You just want more attention from me, huh mama? That's what's making you act like this?"

"Y-Yes, baby."

"Then quit trying to run and get that attention from other guys. No one could make you feel as good as I do. You know that, don't you?"

"I know, baby. Nobody else can get me this wet." You were flooding his wrist already, moaning every time his fingers would get to that fleshy spot deep inside of you.

"That's right. You're learning, my pretty girl."

He was obsessed with the low curses and calls of his name you let out as you drenched his fingers, leaving drip-drops of your juices on your clothes that had the fortune to be under your spraying cunt.

"Baji." You cooed. Your knees were bending inwards and a puddle was left on the floor between your legs.

He stood up, the movements of his fingers staying constant. You knew he wanted your eyes in line with his, so you had to crane your neck up past the sight of his muscular torso being held in his black tank to look into his honey brown eyes as he towered down on you.

"What do you have to say, baby?"

"I'm sorry, honey."

He hummed in satisfaction, bringing his lips down to your neck. "You are? I'm not convinced."

"Baji, I'm really sorry! P-Please~"

He pulled his fingers out, and then he grabbed you by your waist and flung you on the bed. You whined as you were on all fours on the mattress.

He moved the skirt from covering up your ass cheeks with ease. He placed a rough smack on your ass, and the meat jiggled like jello. "Make that shit shake, baby."

Your ass was his favorite thing about you. The tricks you could do with that gift was pure magic. He could see the thin pink line of your thong between your cheeks with every interval of you making them clap against each other.

His hard-on easily made the tent in his sweatpants larger and larger with every second of him watching the show you put on, and you shrieked when he ruthlessly sunk in.

Your brown skin reddened as he smacked your ass again, and again. Then, he leaned over you to grab his phone, and he slid to the right side of his lock screen to turn on his camera.

Grabbing you by your neck, he pulled your back closer to his chest. You saw your scrunched up face in the video he started, and the audio of it was bound to be filled with all of the juicy clapping sounds that were echoing through the room.

Your breasts flung out of the thin ass fabric you called a sweater when he pulled it down, and they were bouncing in the camera as he made you look at yourself.

"Hmm, we'll send this to your friends and tell them you're not going to that stupid party anymore, yeah?"

"Bajiiii, I'm sorry!"

"Save it. Just keep throwing that pussy on me."

MIKEY

"Mikey, you're here!"

He closed the door to his office with his back facing the room, but his eyes widened and he turned around when he heard his girlfriend's coquettish voice reach his ears.

"Y/N, what're you doing here?" You were sitting in his office chair, the size of it eating you up as you spun side to side in it.

"I just brought you some soup. I know your throat is hurting lately, and I wanted to do something nice for you."

"Oh, Y/N. That's sweet, but you know how I feel about you coming up he-"

He cut himself off when you stood up and started to walk towards him.

Mikey prides himself in two things. Number one: No one could beat his ass. Number two: He has a sexy ass girlfriend.

This sexy ass girlfriend was a ditz though. Such a sweet, fashionable ditz.

You were wearing a mesh top that your nipple piercings poked through, and your skirt could've passed as a jumbo belt. It was a fuzzy white fabric that ruched up with every swing that your hips did as you walked, and the fact that you had to pull it down as soon as you stood up said all he needed to know.

"What's wrong?" He didn't finish his previous sentence, and right now he was just staring you up and down as you stood in front of him.

"You walked through here like that?"

Mikey knew that even though he was the leader of his gang, when he's not around those idiots, they're being idiots. He didn't want their idiocy troubling you, but you didn't know any better. He knew you liked coming in here and seeing his lifestyle, even though it is dangerous as hell. It felt like a fun little field trip to you, but if he was in charge of it, he would've made sure you knew you didn't pass the dress code.

"Really, Mikey? This again?" This was definitely not the first time he's told you something about what you wear. But at least he's with you most of the time to ward off any geezers.

"No, you walked out of the house like this?" With those long legs on display. Those titties sitting pretty in that excuse of a top. Your asscheeks being visible with half of your movements. These are all things only he deserved to see. It all belonged to him.

"Why can't you just be happy to see me?"

He grabbed you by your hand and dragged you back over to his desk. You protested this abruptness as he laid you down on the table, but he could care less. That vexing look was in his eyes as he snatched your skirt off.

"Mikey, what are you doing?!"

"Stop being a brat." Your lacy panties weren't enough to stop you from feeling the cold wood of the desk on the skin of your ass. He dangled the white clothing item in front of your face. "Since you like this skirt so much, get a good look at it for the last time, 'cause I'm gonna burn it."

He threw the skirt into the abyss, and he sat down in his chair and pulled you by your thighs to his face. Ravenously, he pulled your panties to the side with his teeth and put his mouth on your pussy.

"Ah- Mikey! What if someone walks in? You know your friend Sanzu doesn't knock."

When he pulled his face away, the area around his mouth was already drenched. He slid two fingers into your hole and rubbed his thumb around that sweet bud of yours, keeping these stimulated as his raspy voice talked to you.

"I think this is what you wanted when coming in here with everything on display like this. I love you, but you don't think enough sometimes. It worries me. That's why I always wanna be around you, to protect you. You hear me?"

You mind was actually mushing because of all the stimulation on your clit, so the only thing that you heard was the question he lastly asked you. "I hear you, honey. I'm so sorry."

"If you squirt in my mouth, I'll accept your apology. Let's see if this pussy can help me with my sore throat."

SANZU

You sat atop your man's lap, him fondling your ass roughly as you grinded down on him and kissed his scarred lips. The familiar smell from his cigars was still filling the room even though he just put one out so he could have both hands on the job.

He got a notification on his phone, and he picked it up and looked at it as you went down to kissing his neck.

"Princess, Mikey says we're going out to eat after the meeting tonight. You're coming with me."

You lifted your mouth, and the glitter from your lip gloss that had transferred to his skin was still on your lips, just making a smeared mess on the bottom half of your face. "Are there gonna be any other girls there?"

"Why? You don't wanna hear us talking about the way we handle our business? You gonna get squirmish when you here about the next motherfucker we have to handle?"

"Yes. That's exactly why."

Your whine of confirmation made him chuckle. "I'll make sure the other guys bring their girls."

"Okay, I'll go pick out my outfit."

He was thinking that you could've at least let him bust one, but he let you get off of his lap and scurry off, knowing that your outfit was gonna be promiscuous enough for him to do that later.

Night came, and the bubblegum haired male stood near the front door as he waited for you. "Hurry the hell up, Y/N!"

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" You scurried towards him, zipping your purse up on your way.

"Sanzu, do I look fine? Is my skirt too short?"

He looked up from his phone to examine you. You wore a pink vinyl skirt that had a belt built into it, wearing a white mini cardigan that was only buttoned in the middle, a pink push up bra that matched your skirt being worn under it.

"Mmm, turn around for me." When you obliged to this and did a twirl, he cupped a handful of all of that ass you were displaying for the world.

"Sanzu!" You exclaimed.

"Nah, it's not too short, baby. It's perfect. Let's go."

hile you quietly bantered with the other two girls while you waited for those aggressive men to finish talking about their crimes, you were kind of getting cold, so you were so grateful for the warmer air that engulfed you when you all arrived at the restaurant.

It was a loud atmosphere that was filled with music and people laughing. You and the girls sat at the bar while the guys bantered and drunk beer at their large table.

"Hey, Sanzu, which one of the ladies over there is yours again?" A guy who was already pretty intoxicated asked.

Taking a short glance over to where you sat at the bar as he sipped from his beer, he looked back and answered with, "Mine's the slut."

They all knew who he was talking about even though it wasn't direct. "Aw, man! That's what I thought! Her skimpy little outfit matches your hair!"

"Hey, ladies!" A different guy called to you three from across the restaurant. You turned to look towards the table. "Come over here and be with your guys! Don't be strangers!"

You girls got off the barstools and came over to the table. "Everything alright, baby?" Your soft voice asked Sanzu as you stood by his chair.

"Yeah, I just might have to gouge someone's eyes out though, since these no-goods just wanted to see all this fat ass that belongs to me move when you walked over." He gripped your asscheek and jiggled it in his hand for all of them to see, exciting an ovation from the guys.

Then, you sat down in his lap for the rest of the night as he chatted, sitting pretty right there until you guys left at the end of the night.

In the car ride, you didn't make a sound. Only noise filling the car was the music played as he rubbed your thigh.

He kissed on your neck and watched it in the full body mirror, his hands cupping and squeezing your ass. You were more still than usual, keeping your hands steady on his chest as he played with you.

"What's wrong, baby? You're quiet."

You loved when Sanzu showed that he cared, but you were hesitant with your answer. "I didn't... I didn't like how I was treated earlier."

He lifted his face up from the space between your jaw and shoulder to look into your eyes. "What do you mean?"

"The way you grabbed my ass in front of all of your guys. It made me feel like I was a piece of meat or something."

His look of sincerity transformed into a vexed one. "If you don't wanna be treated like a slut, don't walk out the house with all your assmeat hanging out."

You jaw dropped, and he saw that familiar look of a sad puppy's in your eyes. "You said I looked good!"

"You do look good, and that's why I wanted to show you off. Because I know you were looking good for me, and only me. What's the harm in showing my buds that all this ass is mine? What the hell do you want from me?"

That's when the tears started rolling. "N-Nevermind. Act like I didn't say anything."

"No, don't do that. Don't cry." He was mean as hell, but he didn't like seeing his pretty girl upset. So he wiped your tears with those firm hands of his, even while they kept falling.

"You'd rather me worship this ass of yours in private, princess? I just wanna show you off to the world. Is that so bad?"

"It's not bad. I'm sorry, Sanzu."

"No, I'm sorry for making you sad, baby." He got down on his knees, and used a grip on your waist to turn you around and face the mirror.

He lifted the skirt up and the only thing occupying your ass now was the thong wedged between your cheeks. Kisses and squeezes were placed all over your ass, and then he pulled the black strap of the thong to the side and dove in.

"Fuck, Sanzu—" His other hand was at your front, and he was pumping two fingers in and out of you, making a creamy mess for him to lick up.

He was a proud munch. Anything to make his girl happy. He loved eating your ass up, humming and moaning at the delicious taste while he ran his tongue up, down, and all around your asshole. Your asscheeks were squeezing him in, and that just made the bulge in his suit pants that much larger and strained.

"Who's this ass for, baby?"

"It's yours, Sanzu. I'm sorry, baby. I'm okay with you showing me off."

"That's right. You're my work of art. Now I want my masterpiece to keep grinding and cumming on my tongue, alright?"

MITSUYA

Your boyfriend's always so busy. You know he still loves you, but he doesn't often have the time to show it. But when he does, he spoils you.

He started the day off with surprising you at your apartment. Even though you had just woken up to the sound of his knocks on the door, you opened it for him in your bonnet and eye boogers.

All the energy entered your body though when you saw him with a stuffed animal he made for you and a bag of groceries that he just bought, prepared to make you some breakfast.

After downing the omelet and french toast he treated you with, you got ready for a trip to the mall that he decided to take you to. A few scents were bought, a few candles, a few crystals. Now it was time for clothes.

You had him holding a large amount of clothes that you picked out. Seeing each other in person couldn't compare to anything else. You two had spent all day chatting and bantering as if you haven't texted everyday.

That's why he just decided to come into the dressing room with you when you were trying on clothes, sitting on the bench and handing you the items when you needed them, helping you with zippers as well.

"Those jeans make you look thick as hell, honey." He grabbed your ass and shook it for you to watch in the mirror, and you exclaimed in shock as you swatted him away.

"This dress is so sexy. You're wearing it for dinner tonight. I can't wait to take it off of you."

"Taka, calm all that dick energy down." Usually Mitsuya isn't this vocal with horny compliments. Everybody else sees him as the kind, thoughtful, and respectful man he is. You're the only one who gets to see this freaky side.

"Oh, I don't remember grabbing this." You picked up a baby blue pleated skirt. You had an alternative style, and you liked showing skin, but this skirt's length pushed your limit.

"Really? How'd that get there then? Crazy."

Mitsuya scratched his nape and chuckled, and you glanced over to him with confusion that was more genuine than the confusion he was trying to put on.

"You should totally try it on though. The color's cute."

You thought, why not? It was worth a shot. And if you didn't like it, nobody would see it but you and your man.

When you got it on, you looked at yourself in the mirror with uncertainty. With the slightest movement of you bending down, the pink lace of your panties would be seen. "Taka, this is so revealing."

He stood up with his hands in his pockets, watching as you turned around and looked at the skirt's effect on your ass in the mirror. "I think it makes you look cute."

"How so? Because I look like a slut?"

"Exactly."

Your mouth fell open. "Takashi, if you're feeling frisky, this is not the place."

"Why not? I just missed touching and loving on my girlfriend. Why should I have shame about that?"

You didn't say anything, just watching as he walked closer to you. "Bend over a little more for me, honey."

You slowly did what he said, all the baby pink mesh that covered your ass being reflected in the mirror. He rubbed your soft brown ass in circles, and then he unbuckled his belt.

You felt his long wood bounce off of your ass, and you whimpered when he grabbed you by your hips and pulled your ass against his exposed groin. You watched in the mirror as he slid his dick under your panties, the wetness from his tip's precum dampening a spot on the clothing.

He moaned in satisfaction to the feeling of your asscheeks on his length. "Taka, what if someone hears?"

"I could care less." He pulled his dick out from under your panties, and then he pulled the fabric down your legs and let you step out of them. After the garment was left there on the floor, he grabbed you by the side of your neck and pulled you closer to him by the side of your neck. That's when he sunk in, and he watched your parted lips release that cry when his dick started to hit your g-spot over and over again.

"What if someone hears, Y/N? You want someone to see me fucking this pussy?" He whispered in your ear, kissing the skin under it.

"Shiiitttt." It rarely occurred, but you loved when he got all naughty like this. You missed him just as much as he missed you, but you wanted to show him that at night. It seems that he couldn't wait, though.

"I love this pussy, baby. I love you." He rambled as he placed sloppy kisses all up and down your jaw and neck.

"I love you too, Taka. I needed you so bad." Those strokes of his made your eyes tear up, but you still watched everything he did in the mirror. His larger body engulfing yours, filling you up. Your dripping heat spilled your mess all down your legs and his. The idea of someone seeing just made it all the more arousing.

He was getting more breathy, and the pumps of his dick were chasing a higher high. His eyes shut, and the hold he had on your breast was getting tighter and tighter. "I'm close."

"Cum inside, baby. I need all of it."

Your hand was on the back of his purple hair, holding him close as you felt his throbbing dick leave his whole load buried deep inside of you. When he pulled out, the concoction of your cream and his nut spilled out of you and made a mess on his cock.

He leaned over to the bench and picked up something else. You saw that it was a dark purple lingerie set. "Oh my gosh, when did you pick that up??"

"Next, I'ma need a nut out of you in this."

CHIFUYU

"Baby, I'm home!"

You heard him, but you didn't respond as you laid curled up on your side on the bed in the dark bedroom. Light invaded this darkness when he walked in and flipped the light switch though. "Princess, are you still mad at me?"

Still no words from you with your back turned towards him. "I know you're not asleep. Don't even try to play that."

No response. You stayed in that position until he made you move. He did this by grabbing the waistband of your shorts and panties and start to bring them down. "Fuyu, what are you doing?"

You sat up and tried to kick him away, your pussy and ass now being bare atop the comforter. "I bought you something nice while I was out. I know you said we don't spend as much time as you want together, so I got something I thought would be fun."

It was a struggle, but he successfully got you out of your bottoms and threw them on the floor. "It's gonna require you changing into it though."

"Fuyu, you're such an idiot!" You slapped his arm, and he winced as he rubbed it.

"Ouch! Sorry that I'm trying to save this relationship! I don't even get why you're so mad at me!" He grabbed the bottom hem of your oversized shirt and pulled you out of it. He was able to see your titties springing out as he threw the shirt that was originally his to the side.

You folded your arms across your chest, hiding your breasts from him, "I already told you why I'm mad! You planned a hangout during the day we were supposed to hangout, Fuyu!"

"It was just Michi and the guys! I was only out for like 3 hours! I'm back now! Can't you be happy about that?"

"No! It's been so long since we had a day together and that's what you do? We were supposed to be doing nothing all day! I just wanted to do nothing with you, Fuyu! Why can't you understand that? God, I hate you!"

You were tearing up as you talked to him, but you turned on your side and laid back down once you finished yelling.

He didn't wanna see his baby upset. Now he felt like an idiot for not thinking about where you were coming from. The smooth skin of his palm rubbed your thigh, "Don't lie, baby. That's mean. Can you try this on for the guy you hate so much?"

He passed you a bag, and you looked in it, but then laid back down. "Please, mommy." He opened your legs and nuzzled his face in your fuzzy glory, and all you saw was his big sea-green eyes pleading up at you when he placed kisses all on your pussy lips and clit.

"Move." You grabbed him by his hair and moved him from in between your legs, picking the bag up and walking to the bathroom.

It took you a while to get into the outfit. He was left on the bed for over half an hour, watching TV as he waited, but the wait was completely worth it. When you walked out of the bathroom, you were wearing the preppy blue plaid skirt and the white crop rib-knit sweater he bought for you. Your long legs were on display, and if you were to make the slightest of a movement, he would see your fat pussy out in the open.

You got all dolled up for him, beating your face and putting your glasses on to go with the character. Your black hair was in a messy ponytail, and you twirled the strand that you had out in the front around your finger as you stood there nervously. "Fuyu, you got this skirt a little bit too short."

He sat up to look at you, and his boner was increasing by the second. He knew he was annoying. That's how his relationship with you works. But you could act like you hated him all you wanted, but you really loved him. If you didn't, you wouldn't have put these clothes on for him. "Nah, it's perfect, princess. Come over here for me."

Your thighs slid past each other as you walked over. You stood there with your hands behind your back, looking at him while he looked at you. He was pulling himself out of his sweatpants, "Hit a 180."

You turned around as he told you, and his next instruction was, "Make all that move for me, pretty."

You swung your hair over your shoulder, leaning down with your hands on your knees. He didn't know how you could do magic like this, but he knew he loved to watch the show. With his dick in his hand, he got off to the little effort you needed to use to make that fat ass ripple and clap for him.

Then he stood up and got behind you, his hands on your waist with his dick against your ass. "Keep going, baby. I wanna feel you."

With your fingers on your toes, you kept shaking it for him, the feeling of his cock between your cheeks making you want more, and he heard your eagerness with the moans you were trying to keep in. "Is this idiot who you hate so much making you feel good?"

"Yes, love. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay." He slid inside your wet folds, and you squealed to the sensation, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

"I love you baby. I love being around you. I love fucking you. I love feeling you. I need more of you."

He starts rambling as soon as he gets inside, but you liked it. He was a horny idiot, but he was your horny idiot. "I love you too, honey. Take it. It's all yours."

Pump after pump led to him jutting his hips like a mad man into you and moaning and whimpering while your soaked pussy leaked on the carpet. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" He repeated, neediness in his tone as he dug his fingers into your sides.

You and him both let out synchronized moans as he filled you up, continuously pumping his hips into that hole until he let it all out.

His dick sprung out of you when he pulled out, and then he backed up and sat down on the bed, his chest heaving as he took his shirt off. You backed up on him, aligning his cock with your hole and getting ready to sit on it despite his protests.

"Y/N, please! Give me a second!"

"I need to fuck it, baby." That was your last warning before dropping that ass down on him mercilessly.

"Shit!"

DRAKEN

"Y/N, if you keep changing what you wanna wear, you're gonna be late to your friend's birthday dinner."

"She'll understand!" You answered as you looked through your clothing rack in the closet. Too many problems! If you wore this dress — the fourth variation of this outfit so far — you would be outshowing your homegirl on her birthday! You just had to find something else.

"Fuck it. I'll be on the couch."

He left the room and went downstairs, and Draken doesn't usually lose his patience with you, so this act just made you wanna rush even more.

15 minutes passed, and then he heard you running down the stairs. "Y/N, did you dress for rain? It's gonna start coming down later." Your boyfriend stated as he scrolled through his phone in the dark living room. Illumination led into the area from the foyer's chandelier.

You didn't care about the weather. All you cared about right now was if you looked good. You looked at yourself in this mirror in the foyer, but you just couldn't get with it. You put your purse on the console table and ran back upstairs. "Where are you going? You look fine!"

"My skirt stops at an awkward length! This is the last change, I promise!"

He huffed in displeasure and rubbed his temples. Five minutes later, you were making your way back downstairs. "Okay, I'm ready baby! Do you like it?"

You did a Tinkerbell twirl, and when you finished the 360, you expected for him to cheer you on, but when you saw his face, you could tell that his temper arisen. You were confused. You expected him to cool off once you got finished getting ready. "What's wrong? Do you not like the outfit? I put so much work in it though."

"You're crazy if you think I'm letting you leave the house like this."

Offense took over your visage as he stood up and walked over to you. "Draken, seriously?!"

He picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, and all you could see was his legs and the stairs as he ascended them while you protested, feeling the cool air touching your ass.

He put you down in the bedroom. "Change."

"Draken, no! Quit it!" You pushed his chest but he didn't budge in the slightest.

"I'm being nice. Put what you had on earlier back on."

"Why should I listen to you? Shit, you always wanna control something!" Darkness plagued his eyes, but you tried not to show that his stature scared you.

He didn't say anything, his nostrils flaring with the breath he took. He picked you up and threw you on the bed, making you yell out as he folded you over the side of the bed. His large hand met your ass in a smack. "Drakeeeeen, quit it!"

"Your friends are gonna be wondering why we'll be late."

"Then just let me go!" He had his hand on your lower back, keeping you pressed down on the mattress. Pulling your panties to the side with quickness, he dove his fingers into your soaked cunt.

"Baby, please!"

"You only seem to understand me when you're cumming. I told you I don't want you wearing this skimpy ass skirt, got it?"

You only let out moans, not a confirmation as you gripped the comforter, rocking back onto his hand. "Did you hear me?" His deep voice asked, leaning down to be eye to eye with you.

You turned to face the other day, "You're so mean, Ken."

"I don't give a fuck if I'm mean. You know what you're dating, and I don't play this shit."

Tears clouded your vision when you turned to look at him again, the sounds of your wet pussy meshing with the noise from the raindrops outside. "I'm sorry, baby. I really am."

"You are? Really?"

"I aaammm! I'll put the other skirt back on."

"That's a good girl. Show me you really mean it and cum on my fingers a few times, yeah?"

You complied to everything he told you to do, from changing your outfit to cumming on his fingers 3 times.

Draken was so sweet to you. Even after breaking you in, he held the umbrella for you as you two walked to the car under the rain. You were starting to feel bad as you sat in the passenger seat, the music playing lowly on the speakers as he drove with one palm on the wheel.

He heard a click come from your seat as he stopped at a red light. "Why are you unbuckling your seatbelt? Put it back on. You know people like to brake-check coupes like this one."

"I'm sorry Draken." You were reaching over the center console, and as he asked, "What are you doing?" You stopped him with a soft kiss on his lips.

"I've been a bad girlfriend. You're so good to me. I'm sorry for acting the way I do." You had genuine despondence in your voice while you unbuckled his belt.

"Wh-- Y/N, no. Not now."

He knew you were still a brat no matter what. That no didn't mean anything to you. You still took his cock out of his briefs, looking him in his eyes as you licked your hand, and for him to be so against it, he was actively hardening as you stroked it.

You heard him breathe out a groan when his tip entered the warm nook of your mouth. The change in pigment of the traffic light spread a sheet of green illumination over his face. A wet pop was heard when you lifted your mouth off of him, "Green means go, baby."

"God." For once, other cars were passing Draken up and he was obeying every traffic law as you throated him. He had to focus on making you tap out from thinking you could take his heavy dick down your throat like this.

He had your hair in his hold, and he knew that if you could talk, you would say, "Baby, not the closure!" But he didn't care. Tears were welling in your eyes as he helped your head go up and down on his length.

His dick was curving and tunneling deep into your mouth, hitting your uvula and making you whimper as he let out deep moans. He was holding you so steady as you took him, and your mouth just felt so full as he started pulsating in your mouth at a red light. This gave him the window to hold you with both hands as he jutted his hips up once as his pearly white nut flooded your mouth.

When you lifted up, a little bit of his cum spilled onto your lips, making itself your second layer of lip gloss. He ran his hand through your hair as he looked into your eyes, "You really wanna show me you're sorry? Swallow it all."

Your doe, tear-filled eyes looked up into his as you gulped, and then you put your tongue out, showing him that you cleaned your plate.

He grinned, "Now get back in your seat. Put on your seatbelt before you fly into the windshield."

When you got to the restaurant, it was okay that you two were a little bit behind schedule, because your homegirl was so happy and sweet on her birthday.

"There go Y/N! Thank you guys for coming!" A full hug was given to you while a side hug was given to Draken.

"Anything for you, girl. Here's your gift." You handed her the gift bag that had a nice necklace inside.

She looked you up and down with flattery, "This fit is cute! Wait, you know that one white denim skirt that you picked up when we went shopping a while back? Sis, that would've tied this up perfectly."

Your eyes widened and glanced over to Draken, and his tongue was poking through his cheek as he looked back at you. "Draken actually wasn't too fond of that one."

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bones4thecats · 2 months

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Hey there Bones! Is it okay to request Tokyo Revengers Draken, Taiju, Hakkai and Hanma with a short and shy Reader that worry about them whenever they get hurt and the Reader patches them up. At one point Reader ends up crying because they're worried their boyfriend might die.

If this is too much you don't have to do it.

Shy! S/O Crying In Fear Of Their Life

Type of Writing: Request Character: Draken Ryuguji, Taiju Shiba, Hakkai Shiba, and Shuji Hanma Name: Shy! S/O Crying In Fear of Their Life Requester: @koushiro23

A/N: This nearly made me tear up. This is why I don't have a boyfriend myself U-U

Spoilers for: Tenjiku Arc

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🐲 Draken knew how upset you would get whenever he would come over with injuries all bandaged up

🐲 He understood that you cared for his being like how one would care for their spouse, and he couldn't blame you, he couldn't fathom the thought of you being injured in a similar fashion

🐲 But, during a recent fight, he had quiet a few injuries and your home was nearby. So, he called you up and told you he was coming over and you might wanna ready some bandages

" Why? Oh god, did you get into another fight?! Are you alright, Draken?! " " Yeah, just bleedin' a little. I'll be by in a couple, okay? Don't worry. " " Yeah, okay... see you. "

🐲 Rushing around your home, you were glad your family wasn't home at the moment, since seeing their child's boyfriend come in with injuries would make them go on-edge

🐲 Once you heard your front door open and your boyfriend call out your name with obvious strain in his voice, you came out with a pillow and blanket

🐲 Draken sat down on your couch as you wrapped the blanket around his legs, making sure he was warm and you ran in and out of the room carrying bandages and whatnot

🐲 As you continued to cover his minor injuries, he noticed that you would stiffen and sniffle every time you saw a new cut

" You okay, love? " " Oh lord... Draken- why on Earth do you do this shit? You know how much I fear losing you! Why do you keep doing this?! I just- I can't even bear the thought of you getting hurt and then, you not... you not coming back to my embrace... "

🐲 Tears swelled up in your eyes as his widened in shock before looking down in shame. Why did he do this? For Mikey? He guesses, he also just wants to keep you safe, and establishing his dominance helped

🐲 He sighed and wrapped his arms around your midsection, pulling you onto his lap as he kissed your forehead, making a silent promise for only you to hear

" I'll try to be more careful, okay? " " Okay... " " I love you, Y/N L/N. " " And I you, Ken Ryuguji. "

🔥 He was beyond upset right now, punching holes into the walls in rage as he heard his followers yelling in the other room

🔥 Why did that damn fight go so wrongly?!

" Taiju- " " WHAT?! "

🔥 He froze in place as he saw your smaller form flinch at his loudness, oh god, why did he just yell at you?! He guesses he was madder than he even realized

" I brought some stuff to fix you up... I figured you still had some sort of injury on yourself... " " Uh... yeah. Sorry for yelling at you, I just- " " I understand. You're under some stress. "

🔥 Taiju smiled lightly at your words as he chuckled, you always had the ability to calm him down from his highs of blood-lust and anger, haven't you?

🔥 Allowing him to find somewhere comfortable to sit so you could come up and bandage his hands up from the multiple holes in the walls, he gritted his teeth as you dragged a rag with alcohol on it across said injuries

🔥 Once you had begun to wrap the final bandages around his knuckles, he looked up at your face, noticing how your eyes were starting to fog over with tears

🔥 You were starting to cry? For what reason?

" Y/N? Are you okay? " " Hm? Oh- yeah. Perfectly splendid. " " Horse shit. I know when my dear S/O is feeling down better than anyone else. What's wrong? "

🔥 Sighing in sadness, you began to rant about how scared you were for him. Some of the hits that their rival gang was throwing at them were scaring you, he could've been killed when that guy pushed a knife through his hand!

🔥 Like, what if he hit an artery? What if that injury got infected and somehow killed him slowly?

🔥 He just sat there holding you in his lap, allowing you to cry into his chest, his Black Dragon's uniform pushed away to the side as he pet your head

🔥 You really were a worry-wart for him, huh?

☄️ You're boyfriend was not answering any of your calls, and that was starting to scare you deeply. Hakkai always answered you

" C'mon hon, answer me... "

☄️ Nothing.

☄️ It was at that moment where you heard your front door being knocked on. And, grabbing your bat for protection just in case, you looked through the peephole, only to be met with the sight of your boyfriend's short blue hairdo

☄️ Laying the weapon aside, you unlocked the door, opening it so you could take in his beautiful form

" Hey there... " " Oh my god! Hakkai, what happened to you?! " " Just a little scuffle a few blocks down, that's all. "

☄️ Grabbing his arm, you pulled him inside, throwing him onto the couch, you ran into the bathroom. grabbing everything you knew would help him out with his injuries

☄️ Hakkai watched as you sat down on the table in front of him, coating his cuts with alcohol and other stuff to help it get clean and heal before wrapping decently sized bandages around said cuts

☄️ You eventually stopped moving and stared at one cut that was still bleeding, it was a very light amount, but it still scared you

" Hakkai... why do you do this? " " Do what? " " Fight so much? Do you know what could've happened to you?! You could've been killed! I know that may be an over-exaggeration, but, come on! I just- I can't bear the fact that just because of some over-grown bastard I may not see you again... "

☄️ He stared at you and looked into your eyes, now allowing tears to cascade down your cheeks, you were in so much pain

☄️ Hakkai, much like the previous two, grabbed you and pulled you into his lap. And he just brushed his fingers through your hair, shushing you and reassuring you that he was safe

☄️ He wasn't planning on leaving you alone in this world any time soon

☠️ You and him have had this talk multiple times

☠️ You understood that fighting was a major part of Hanma's life, but why was it nearly every single night now he was coming home with injuries all over himself?!

☠️ Hanma had walked through your door while holding his arm, trying to keep something from you, no doubt

☠️ That was when you pulled him onto the couch and ordered him to stay put

" Ooh~ the midget is getting bossy. I like it~ "

☠️ You glared at your boyfriend over your shoulder and you walked into the bathroom and carried a box of medical supplies outside, making Hanma freeze and sigh

" Baby, I'm perfectly fine. " " I can see the cuts and blood on your head, Hanma. I'm not stupid. "

☠️ Turning on the TV, you turned around and began to make good work of his cuts and bruises, covering those you deemed most possible for infections

☠️ He sighed as s familiar name came on, Kisaki Tetta. He had been hit by a truck and killed while fleeing away from Takemichi and Draken apparently

☠️ This did not shock you, the guy was a lunatic. But then again, you were dating a just-as-bad lunatic

☠️ Like, Hanma nearly killed someone because they tried laying a hand on you while he was standing right there

☠️ But, listening to him rant about his fight with Draken and how Kisaki shot two members of Tenjiku made you grit your teeth and start tearing up

" Woah- uh- babe? You're kinda tearin' up there. " " I know... " " Why are ya' tearing up, if I can ask. " " Why? Because Shuji, what if you had gotten killed like Kisaki?! I don't know what I would be able to do without you here to make me feel safe, to protect me from all those nasty people out there! It's like- if you guys had switched places... I don't know what I'd end up doing... "

☠️ Hanma looked at his covered hand and sighed before standing up and picking you up, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist

" I do not plan on going anywhere like that soon. And while I may not have the plan fully worked out, believe me babe, I'll always come back to ya'. "

☠️ You smiled and hugged him tightly, making your boyfriend laugh and kiss your neck before blowing raspberries into the flesh

" Now... how about we have some fun, bossy pants? "

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cherriteaa · 4 months

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Draken x Black Fem Reader

Honestly, I watched the ep with emma and seeing Draken cry like that hurt me soooo bad. So I'm gonna write some sweet cutesy stuff abt Draken being sooo in love with his pretty gf. And Her taking care of him bc he deserves it.

Contents: Suuugary sweet fluff

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I always think it's so cute that they call eachother's gf's in Toman their 'wifey' omg

Draken is def 100% calling you his wife all the time. Some of the members of Toman even call you by his last name just to mess with you. It's become such a routine joke that it's just become standard. Yall are together 24/7 anyways, might as well get used to it.

On the topic of that. He will never ever call you out of your name. Not unless it's a petname or something like that. He thinks guys who call women out their name should be jumped. He won't let any other guy get away with calling you out of your name either.

He's super protective of you. He prefers to keep you in his line of sight when you guys are out with gang members just because he knows there are other gangs who play dirty who can attack at any time. He knows other members of Toman will protect you, but nobody can protect you like he can protect you. He's definitely the type to drape his jacket over your shoulders. Not only does he think it's cute, but it also lets anyone know that you are his.

He's an arm around the shoulders kinda guy. For some reason, holding hands in public gets him a little flustered, but he'll totally put his arm around your shoulders and pull you close.

He tries his best not to let you know when things are getting to him, but you've been around him long enough to notice what it means when he gets quiet, or when he's clenching his jaw more than normal. Please, please, please take care of him. He appreciates it more than he lets on. Especially when you let him sleep in your cute room. He likes to tease you about you unfathomable amount of plushies and pink items, but it's genuinely the most comfortable place he could ever be. He gets the best sleep of his life there, and you think it's so cute. Literally this tiktok .

Sometimes, guys literally just need to be held by their girlfriends. Of course, he isn't the type to ask though. You might notice he'll be a little more touchy, but he's more silent. However, if you join him in your bed and wrap your arms around him, you just might hear him huff a huge sigh before wrapping his arms around you. You're home to him. Play with his hair and watch all the stress and tension melt from his shoulders.

On really bad days, for example when Pah or Kazutora went to jail, he will seek you out and just pull you into a hug, resting his chin on your head. He'll mumble something simple like

"Just needed to hold you."

Otherwise, he's really content with being the big spoon when you cuddle. He's a big fan of rubbing your back when you cuddle. He's also the type to latch onto you when you're cooking, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder while you cook and just resting his eyes. There's just something about you that brings him peace.

He's also the type that gets SO embarrassed when he gets caught staring at you. His friends tease him about it all the time, but he can't help it when you're just being...you. He gets a soft smile on his face and he drifts off in his own little world. If he's feeling bold, he just may walk over to place a kiss to your temple, or wrap his arms around you.

Draken is also a very perceptive man. He absolutely will notice if you got your nails or lashes done. Even if you so much as try dressing a new style, expect some kind of attention drawn to it. He'll grab your hand and admire the new set, or tilt your chin up to look at your eyes and compliment your lashes, or even stepping back to admire your outfit.

As we all know, tokyo rev boys are literally ALWAYS OUT. Which means they often pass shops and things. Occasionally, he might buy a sanrio plushie or cute keychain or trinket to give to you later on. He's very familiar with your obsession with cute things after listening to all your rants.

He's an old-fashion gentleman as always. Opening doors for you, walking so that you are on the inside part of the sidewalk, always making sure you're seated and not him in an area crowded with limited seats, holding the umbrella for you both ect. If he has one helmet and you're riding with him, he's 100% making sure you're wearing his helmet. He thinks you look cute in it anyways.

If you have any younger siblings, he definitely tries to show off just a little. He likes being seen as cool and stuff, and its kind of cute watching him lift heavy stuff or show off his bike to impress them.

HE LEARNED HOW TO DO YOUR HAIR. He watches you do it, and watches youtube videos. He knows the specific products for your specific hairtype, and if you ever need or want help in any part of your hair process, he'll help you. He's so damn good at detangling, even if you're tenderheaded.

He takes your problems seriously. He thinks guys who brush their girlfriend's problems off as insignificant are assholes. He's genuinely there for you always. While he may tease you a little if its not something that causes you a lot of distress, and may add some jokes about 'just beating them up' here and there, he always has really good insight on what to say. You can have deep conversations with him and he likes that about you. He's always in awe of how you can think of things he's never thought of.

Overall, he's such a caring boyfriend. At least he tries to be. He's easily flustered and tries to play some things off as cool, but that man will genuinely move mountains for you. His relationship with you is a comfortable one, thats heavy on you both checking in on eachother and making sure you're ok. Even though he's not the gentlest person ever, he tries his hardest for you.

A/n: Omg I'm so excited to get back to writing again!! I love Toman sm so expect more Tokyo Rev posts.

btw, Kisaki is a TRICK ASS BITCH bro. Like die....now.

as always, please please please reblog and/or comment. I'm restarting my writing blog again, and would love love love to meet mutuals.

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Tokyo Revengers Men ✰ In Dirty Pictures of You PT 2

Cast Line Up✰ Draken, Takashi, Takemichi, Chifuyu and Taiju

Rated TV-MA

Minors this isn't For You

Summary ✰ You wanted More, I’ll give you more! What kind of Filthy (Consensual) Pictures the Men have of you on their phones plus Them touching themselves cause you're so fucking sexy. The Sequel Baby!

No pronouns up in here but the Reader has a Kitty

Ken “Draken” Ryuguji

✰ Draken Has his share of pictures of you on his phone and he treasures all of them but the photos that his eyes always linger on is the ones of you Topless on his bike

✰ Your titties free as you sat there all sexy and delicious make the tall man want to crawl to you

✰ His home screen is you sitting on his bike with nothing but barely there panties blessing your frame

✰ He's not ashamed to say he pulled those panties off with his teeth that very night

✰ Mikey Nearly making him jump out of his skin whenever he sees his phone in his hands “I didn't know Y/N knew how to ride a Motorcycle” Mikey said as Draken Turned every shade of red

✰ Had it been anyone else their asses would've gone missing

✰ Draken dirty little secret is that he has a video of You riding his dick while he sat on his bike

Draken is happy that the shop is nice and empty, He looked at the video of you balancing yourself on his dick and now his dick is heavy, Hard & In need of your pussy

He had to resort to fucking his fist as he sat on his bike imagining it was you on top of him

Sweat beading on his forehead as his hand glided up and down his dick making him grunt “I cant wait to bury myself in you, make you feel every inch baby” He groaned out as his head went back

His Hips bucked up into his hand as he chased his pleasure, his balls tightening as he fucked his fist harder

Draken stopped himself before he had the chance to cum. He snapped a quick picture of his hard dick before sending it to you with the text along “Wanna go for a Ride? Come to the shop, I’m saving every drop for you”

Takashi Mitsuya

✰ You are Takashi`s Favorite model, That's why he has so many pictures of you in lingerie he made especially for you

✰ His phone is filled with pictures of you scantily clad in different positions and his excuse will always be that it's for his portfolio

✰ But there are no excuses for his Home Screen being you standing on his desk spread eagle, Your body bare to him

✰ He keeps his phone to himself and he doesn't let anyone use it, let alone breathe on it

✰ He gets off to your photos whenever he is alone. How can he not touch himself when you give him so much inspiration that keeps his dick nice and hard??

Takashi had his right hand stroking his dick as his left hand held onto his balls, He was looking at the photo of you spreading your pussy for him

His Lilac eyes worshiped your body as he pretend that it was your hands around him making his eyes roll back

“I want to lick you up and dick you down so bad right now, I want to cum inside your pussy and fill you up” He groans to himself as his hand continued their work in getting him off

His breathing was irregular while he toyed with himself with expert hands, Goosebumps on his skin as he felt himself close to cumming

He closed his eyes as he came hard, his body shaking while he thrust up into his fist

Groaning as he regulated his breathing again while his hand found his phone to text you “I Hope you're ready to be overstimulated tonight Because I'm going to fuck you so good you'll be trembling when I'm done”

Takemichi Hanagaki

✰ Poor Takemichi, you use his phone to take pictures of your ass and titties.

✰ Every day is a new tempting picture of you gracing his home screen, He swears you're trying to kill him ( A Death he would happily accept cause he's a SIMP)

✰ Your Titties already make his dick stand but you adding your ass to the equation?? All his blood gone to his dick quick

✰ He studies the pictures of your ass and titties like he's getting graded

✰ Chifuyu and friends catching him with his eyes locked on his phone all the time making him get all flustered while clenching his phone to his chest talking about “It's nothing!” when they ask him what the hell can be so interesting

✰ Crybaby Hero's phone is practically glued to him, No one can peek inside but him

✰ Takemichi would legit bawl like the crybaby he is if you stop taking dirty pictures of yourself

✰ Newest Obsession of his? The Video you took of him while he ate you out good

Takemichi currently was laying down on his belly in your shared bed, His left hand was holding up his head as his right palmed his dick through his pants

His eyes were focused on his phone that sat up against his pillow before him, the video of Him lapping between your folds played as your moans filled the room

“Ugh so Pretty” Takemichi Moaned as he grind his dick into the mattress, His hips keeping up with the pace of your moans

Tears of pleasure pricked his eyes while he continued to fuck himself to the video of you, “ Yes Baby I want to lick up your juices, please let me have a taste” He grunted to himself as his hips began to tremble

Takemichi couldn't stop himself from cumming along with you as the video ended, He came in his pants but he felt no shame as he grabbed his phone to text you “ Please come home, I need to taste you”

Chifuyu Matsuno

✰ Chifuyu the King of your Lewdness, So many pictures of your naked body litters his room, and his phone

✰ You making a fucked out face? Your ass? Your Titties? Your pussy? Your Tongue with his cum on it? Chifuyu has pictures of all that

✰ Chifuyu can be balls deep in you with his hair in his face and still take the most flattering pictures of you

✰ He cherishes all his dirty photos of you and he hides them well, No one knows he has these photos but you

✰ His Home Screen is you laying on your back in a maid outfit with your ass in the air with your panties showing to him

✰ He has his phone in his manga when he's reading it around his friends cause he can't go without looking at you every ten minutes

✰ His eyes roll in the back of his head whenever you send him videos of you playing in your pussy

✰ You drive him crazy but He's happy to be driven insane by you

✰ Your photos already keep his dick mad hard but your videos? Nearly ends him.

✰ He cums to your videos whenever he gets a chance. He can't help it you make him needy

Chifuyu runs his free hand through his bangs while stroking his dick to the Video of you fingering yourself

“Yeah Baby, Just like that. I bet you can't wait for me to replace those fingers with my dick, Yeah? Mhmmm” He groans out as his hand works his shaft

He could barely keep his body from shivering as he continued pleasing himself “ Pussy all pretty and wet for me just the way I love it” He said to himself while he kept up with the pace your fingers entered in and out of you

Chifuyu knew he was going to bust soon if he kept this up, he couldn't keep himself still in his chair as his rate of breathing increased

He grabbed his phone to record himself as he went over the edge, cumming all over his thighs

He gave himself a few more pumps as he enjoyed the euphoric feeling before sending the video to you, The Caption? “I need you baby but before you can sit on this dick, I'm going to need you to ride this face first”

(Bonus) Taiju Shiba

✰ Taiju Has the audacity to have you saved in his contacts as “Angel” while having the most sinful pictures of your body saved on his phone

✰ Pictures of you sitting naked on his clothed thick thighs are only a meager example of the type of filth he has of you

✰ His home screen is a picture of you fucked out on his dick

✰ Taiju has videos of him fucking You and They are good quality too

✰ “Keep the Phone Still, I want to see how well I fucked this pretty little pussy up” Taiju commands you while he drills your guts

✰ If you don't keep the phone still?? If the video isn't to his liking??? Taiju fucking you again twice as hard and he's going to fuck you until you get the perfect video for him

✰ His phone is always near him, He never lets it out of his sight. Plus who's going to touch TAIJU SHIBA's phone?? Mans a walking ass beating machine

✰ When he's by himself he can't help but watches the videos of him fucking you into a babbling mess

Taiju Sat on the couch in your two livingroom, his shirt is unbuttoned as he used his fist to fuck himself

His Huge dick is uncomfortably hard as his Beautiful yellow eyes glare down his phone that plays the video of him fucking you sore

He studies the way he fucks in and out of you as he pretends his hand is your pussy gripping him

His stomach contracts every time you moan like it does when he fucks you making him grunt along

“Who fucks you silly like I do? No fucking one. That Pussy belongs to me” He grunts loudly as he grips himself harder

He was on the tip of cumming right when you entered the living room, He didn't stop stroking himself as he beckon you to come to him with his free hand

As soon as you got near to him, He pulled you to him so that his lips were by your ear “ I hope you're ready Because I'm going to fuck a baby into you Tonight”

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TOKYO REVENGERS HIGH QUALITY MAGAZINE COVER BY KEN WAKUI

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>> when your boss almost burns down the kitchen but don’t forget he’s just a girl so pls don’t leave 🥺

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magxnoria · 1 year

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Starring Tokyo Revengers Men ✰ In 8 Months In ✰ The Sequel

Cast Line Up Draken, Takashi, Takemichi, Chifuyu, Keisuke and Taiju Shiba

Rated TV-MA

Minors This Isn’t For You

Summary ✰ How The Men Treat You when You're Eight Month Pregnant with Their Baby, Baby Daddies treating you Like Royalty!

No pronouns up in here but the Reader has a Kitty

Ken 'Draken' Ryuguji

✰ Draken Has always treated you well but ever since you got pregnant with his baby?? You're practically on a pedestal

✰ He spoils you. Only The best of food, Sex, and care for you

✰ Draken Dedicates his life to your unborn child and you, He's always behind you with his hands on your swollen belly when you're out in public cause he be damned if something happens to the two of you

✰ He just loves how you look so beautiful and full with his baby, His breeding Kink Going crazy because you just look so sexy with the Glow of Your Pregnancy

✰ He rubs your back and feet like an expert, He massages your aching muscles so well that your eyes can't help but roll back with relief

✰ Draken Tends to your needs so well, You don't ever need for anything when he's near you

✰ He just can't help himself really, He's in love with the thought of being a father

✰ “Our Baby will be here soon and we both will be amazing parents,” Draken says before kissing your belly

The Pillows fell off your bed but you didn't mind, Draken was fucking you so well that you felt like you had transcended. His hands touched your body so good that you could help but shiver against him, Draken's dick gently Bullied its way into your gummy walls making your leg shake as he softly held your belly with his left hand while his right hand rubbed constellations on your clit

“Feel Good to you? I can tell by the way your leg is shaking” Draken Groaned while you could only roll your eyes back, “ Feels so so Good” You mewled as Draken continued to give you tender long strokes that made your pussy pulse around him. Every Movement of his hips was making You a whiny mess

“Kenny Always makes me feel so good” You breathlessly moaned as Draken kept up the pace of fucking you while bringing his head down to lick on your right breast, you couldn't keep your eyes open as he worked your pussy so well while his tongue swirled around your nipple making your pussy squeeze down on him harder. “ So Beautiful” Draken Groaned while he pushed his hips to get ever so deeper into you, the Swollen tip of his dick rubbing your G-spot making your pussy quiver around him

Your body shook as your orgasm came down on you out of nowhere, Your voice breaking as you screamed his name while your pussy gripped his dick so hard that Draken hips began to stutter as his dick started spurting cum deep inside you. Draken could only groan your name as he gave your pussy two more stern pumps his dick before catching your lips in a kiss

“How are you feeling baby? Let me grab you something to drink” Draken said before kissing your lips one more time

Takashi Mitsuya

✰ Takashi can't stop beaming since you told him the News, He can't wait to be a Dad

✰ You looked so gorgeous and irresistible to Him Just walking around with your beautiful round belly, He just have to fill you up over and over again

✰ He stays by your side. His studio has moved into your home and all his shows are canceled, he would hate to miss one moment of your pregnancy

✰ You Have a wardrobe that others envy, Takashi creates clothes for you that flatter you so well that people often call you an angel

✰ Takashi tends to every one of your wants, You don't even have to say what you want he already has it for you.

✰ Your pussy aching for some attention? Takashi can tell by the way you look at him and he's ready to massage your tender walls while you whine out his name

✰ He Keeps You well fed, Massaged and fucked out of your mind all while admiring your glow

✰ “I’ll Do anything to make sure you're Happy” Takashi says while his lips graze your shoulder

Takashi Dick was buried in your cunt as he fucked you at a sensual pace, His lips sucking on your neck while he rubbed your clit making you jolt against the mattress. “ So Warm and Soft, So Gorgeous” Takashi Groaned before licking your neck

“Taka, you're Gorgeous and you treat me like royalty” You moaned making Takashi smile against your skin as he roll his hips to hit that spongy spot in you that always make you coo his name. Your pussy holding his dick so well that he couldn't help but moan your name

“Like you were made just for me” Takashi Groaned as fucked you deep and slow, Your pussy wrapping around his dick so well that you could feel every vein on his shaft making you close your eyes as you relished the feeling of being full. Your pussy gripping him harder letting him know that you were close to cumming, “ Cum for me beautiful” Takashi Groaned in your ear as you let your orgasm envelop you

You came hard around Takashi's dick, your body spasming around his inches as you moaned out how much you loved him. Takashi couldn't stop himself from painting your walls with his cum as your pussy gripped his dick so well that his hips stuttered, “ I love you with my entire being” Takashi Groaned while his hands rubbed your belly.

“I’m going to order your favorite food but not before I show you how much I love you again” Takashi said before kissing your lips

Takemichi Hanagaki

✰ Takemichi cries tears of pure happiness when he wakes up in the morning and you're beside just gorgeous with his baby in your belly

✰ Crybaby Hero Feels all the purest of emotion as his hands touch your belly and he wraps his head around the fact that in a month a little baby that is a combination of the two of you will be here

✰ He stays at home with you only begrudgingly leaving for work when he knows you got everything that you need

✰ The moment he's back Home? He's back in your arms and giving you whatever your heart desires

✰ Takemichi Running himself Ragged waking up in the middle of the night to give you dick and to bring snacks to you but he doesn't mind, He actually enjoys every moment of this

✰ His hands always on your belly as he talks to the baby about his day and what life is like

✰ “Can't wait to meet you, I promise to be the best dad I possibly can be” Takemichi says to your belly while tears run down his face

Takemichi fucked into your cunt softly as gentle whimpers fell from your lips, tears of pleasure pricked your eyes as you get fully wrapped up in the bliss you were experiencing. “Michi ahh.. Just like that” You whined while he kept giving you strong strokes, “Gripping me so good right now” Takemichi groaned as he kept up the pace

Takemichi wrapped his lips around your left nipple humming when your breast leaked milk into his mouth as he sucked away. His left hand played with your right nipple as his dick plunged in and out of you. You felt like you were on cloud nine with the way Takemichi was fucking you, Your body vibrating against the sheet as his dick pressed against that spongy spot in you

It didn't help that your swollen clit was being massaged by Takemichi's fingers, adding more pleasure to your ecstasy riddled mind. You could feel yourself losing control, Your nails digging into Takemichi's back making him Groan against your skin. You could feel that familiar sensation of your impending orgasm come down on

Your eyes nearly crossing as your pussy began cumming around Takemichi's dick. Takemichi was only able to give you one solid thrust before he began cumming deep into your cunt, his body shaking as he pushed his dick deep in you one final time before pulling out of you. ‘Now let me massage your back sweetheart” Takemichi said before grabbing the body oil

Chifuyu Matsuno

✰ Chifuyu is on cloud nine, You being pregnant with his baby? He's winning at life in his book

✰ He does everything and then some to keep you happy and pleased

✰ Dicking you down at any time of day, Going out in the middle of the night to bring you that food you crave so much and keeping the house tidy

✰ He's glued to you, Chifuyu does all his work from home and what he can't do? He put it in Kazutora and Keisuke's capable hands, His main priority is you and his baby

✰ Chifuyu Loves you being Pregnant, his mind thinking about the house being full of kids that look just like miniature versions of you two

✰ “You know we just can't have one, Maybe two or three or four because that's an even number” Chifuyu whispers in your ear while his hands massage your back

Chifuyu was fucking you for the second time tonight. You were insatiable, Every touch he gave to you made you needy for his hard dick but it wasn't like he minded in fact he's always ready to give you what want. His hips snapping as he fucked you nice and deep.

“Fuyu So Good to me, Fucking me so well” You moaned as your hands held onto Chifuyu's shoulders, “You're so Good to me, Squeezing my dick like this. Fuck. driving me crazy” Chifuyu groaned while bringing his right hand down to your pussy to play with your clit

His Bangs in his eyes as he stuffed your pussy with his dick, his hips at a perfect angle as he stretched your pussy so well that your breath hitched with every single stroke and touch he laid upon you. Your pussy shuddering around his dick making his eyes roll back, “ Fuck. You're about to cum again for me baby? Go on and cum for me” Chifuyu grunted as you followed his orders

Your Orgasm washing ecstasy all over you while Chifuyu fucked you through your euphoria. His dick spilled his cum into you but he didn't let up with his thrusts until he was certain your orgasm was over, “ So Perfect.. You're so perfect you know that right?” Chifuyu groaned while his dick moved in and out of you. “ You want to take a hot shower?” Chifuyu asked as he kissed your neck

Keisuke Baji

✰ Keisuke's head has been Hazy since You told Him you were pregnant, is this a dream? If so he hopes he never wakes up

✰ He can't keep his hands off you, Youre so beautiful all plump and full with his kid

✰ Keisuke Makes your hormones crazy with the way his hands stay on your chest or the way his lips stay on your neck, It's a Good thing he always gives you strong body shaking orgasms

✰ “Can You Blame me? You look so fucking sexy Babe” Keisuke groans while his hands roam your body

✰ He constantly getting up to grab whatever you may want or need, at this point he's fully in service to you

✰ Hates to Leave you to go to work cause he worries his ass off over you, the only thing to calm his nerves is knowing that His Mom will be there to keep you company

✰ “Fuck. I'm really going to be a dad Huh?” Keisuke says feeling the baby kick while he rests in bed with you

Keisuke's hands were on your ass as he fucked you from behind, His thrusts were deep and slow making you whine out. “ Kei, fuck me faster please” You mewled as he groaned, “ Okay a little faster” Keisuke grunted while he picked up the pace of fucking you down

You moaned loudly as he fucked you just right while his hands pinched your nipples making them squit milk over the Duvet, “ Kei, you're making a mess” You whined making Keisuke grin. “ I promise to clean it up, You just clenched down on me so hard when I do that'' Keisuke grunted before bringing his lips down to kiss the back of your neck

You felt Pure Paradise as Keisuke filled your cunt so good that your pussy was overwhelmed with nothing but pleasure, Your pussy throbbing around his inches making him throw his head back while groaning your name. “ Fuck. You're gonna make me cum” Keisuke groaned making you smile, “ Get Ready to cum Kei cause I'm close” You mewled out as your pussy pulse

Your Orgasm hit you like a brick making you moan Keisuke's name loudly as your body shook against him. Keisuke's hips jerked as he filled your pussy up with his cum, His hands shaking as he played with your nipples one final time before pulling out of you. “ I Love you so much” Keisuke Groaned before laying a kiss on your back

Taiju Shiba

✰ Taiju Heart has never felt so warm before. seeing you carrying his child in your womb has made the Man beam with so much pride and Happiness

✰ Taiju does everything he can for you, You lifting a finger for chores? Not Gonna Happen. You being stressed in any way? Not a possibility with Taiju around

✰ Every one of his actions is always calculated and planned. He be damned if he causes distress to you or the baby

✰ Your Hormones making you feel needy? Taiju is there to make you cum till you're satisfied. Are you Hungry? Taiju is in the kitchen cooking whatever you're craving

✰ His hand always finds its way to rest on your belly while he holds you close to him, He can't get over feeling the baby kick against his hand Q

✰ He's like your Guardian angel with how Protective he is over you, He would not let any harm come to the two of you

✰ “I love You and Our Little One so much, My Angel” Taiju says before kissing your lips

Taiju dick was massaging your inner walls so good that you were trembling in his arms, every stroke he gave his wide dick was spreading your pussy open and touching you so deeply you could only incoherently moan against him

“Angel, How do you feel?” Taiju asked before kissing you under your chin, “ Feel Good Tai, So Good” You were able to moan out making Taiju chuckle. “ Glad it feeds good angel” Taiju Groaned before rocking his hips getting his dick deeper into your creamy cunt

“So Beautiful” Taiju Groaned as his right hand held your chin while his left hand toyed expertly with your clit making you mewl out his name, your pussy fluttering around Taiju's length as he worked your pussy so well that you started crying tears of pleasure. “ Tai, So close don't stop” You whined as Taiju followed your words, His thrusts not faltering as he fucked you near the edge of utter bliss

Your orgasm blessed you as you wailed out Taiju named brokenly as Taiju fucked you through your high. his own orgasm nearing as he thrusted deep up in you as his dick began weeping cum inside of you, “You feel like heaven” Taiju groaned before giving you three more long strokes before pulling out of you making you whine

“I’ll be back. I got to make you something to eat, I can't have you Hungry” Taiju said before kissing your lips.

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𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂

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ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: fluff, comedy, lil' ken angst

‌🇷‌🇦‌🇹‌🇮‌🇳‌🇬‌: non-explicit

🇵‌🇴‌🇻‌: 3rd person; He/She/They

🇩‌🇪‌🇸‌🇨‌🇷‌🇮‌🇵‌🇹‌🇮‌🇴‌🇳‌: in which, a new brand of Barbie is introduced after Stereotypical Barbie's departure from "Barbieland" to the real world

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🇦‌/🇳‌‌: Hello~ Welcome to my first writing post on tumblr. i just went to see the new Barbie movie and now I can't seem to get it out of my head; so until that happens, I will be both cross-posting old/new works from my quotev, wattpad, and a03 while making fics/one-shots for Barbie (2023) and other shows/animes I have written on my main-masterlist here.

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Under the enchanting night sky of Barbieland, the large moon cast a gentle glow upon the sea, creating a shimmering path of light on the water. Inside the magnificent Barbie Dream House, excitement and laughter filled the vibrant atmosphere as all the Barbies and Kens danced to the upbeat music that infused the air with an infectious rhythm. Their unique outfits exuded beauty and confidence, making them look stunning as the dazzling lights inside the Dream House created a kaleidoscope of colors on the walls. Laughter echoed in harmony with the melody, and joyous cheers filled the air as the celebration reached its peak, bathed in the party lights' shimmers of colors, adding an extra dose of magic to the already joyful and magical night.

Stereotypical Ken, however, sat on the beach just outside the Dream House, separated from the revelry. With a heavy heart, he stared pensively out into the sea. His vibrant blue eyes, usually full of life, now glistened with unshed tears. He had been heartbroken ever since Stereotypical Barbie left for the real world. Deep down, he understood why she had chosen to pursue her own path. Barbie loved him, but only as a friend, and he had come to accept that their relationship was never meant to be anything more.

He let out a wistful sigh, reminiscing on the days when he believed he and Barbie were the perfect couple, destined to be together. He recalled the moments they shared, their laughter, their adventures in Barbieland, and the love he felt for her. It was a love that burned brightly within him, but one that would never be reciprocated in the way he desired.

A few feet away, Ken's best friend, Allan, along with Diplomat Barbie, Doctor Barbie, and even Tourist Ken, observed him with concern.

Allan, always attuned to the feelings of others, furrowed his brows as he watched Ken sitting alone on the beach, gazing out at the sea. He leaned closer to the group and whispered, "Guys, have you noticed how much Stereotypical Ken has changed lately? He's been so down since Stereotypical Barbie left."

Diplomat Barbie nodded in agreement, her diplomatic instincts making her sensitive to everyone's emotions. "Yes, it's evident that he's taken Barbie's departure hard," she observed softly. "We should be there for him, show our support."

Tourist Ken, never one to pass up an opportunity for a sarcastic remark, snarked, "Well, he's certainly not the life of the party anymore, that's for sure."

Allan shot Tourist Ken a disapproving look, not amused by his friend's snarkiness. "This isn't a joke, Tourist Ken," he retorted, his voice firm. "We all care about Stereotypical Ken, and it's clear he's going through a tough time."

Doctor Barbie, caring and nurturing by nature, added, "You're right. He needs our understanding and a listening ear. It's essential that we let him know he's not alone."

Tourist Ken sighed, realizing the gravity of the situation. "Yeah, yeah, I get it," he grumbled, softening his tone. "I may give him a hard time, but I wouldn't want to see him like this. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if my Barbie left me."

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Inside the lavish boardroom of Mattel, the CEO paced back and forth, his frustration palpable. Stacks of Barbie dolls, adorned in various outfits and styles, surrounded the long conference table. The room was adorned with posters of classic Barbie campaigns, serving as a constant reminder of the iconic brand's legacy.

"Sales are stagnant, and we need a fresh approach!" the CEO exclaimed, throwing his hands up in exasperation. "Barbie needs a rebrand, something that speaks to a wider audience while promoting empowerment and self-expression."

The executives around the table exchanged concerned glances, knowing the weight of the task at hand. They recognized that Barbie was more than just a doll; she was an embodiment of dreams and aspirations for generations of young girls.

With a renewed sense of determination, the executives began brainstorming ideas, eager to impress their CEO. One after another, they presented concepts, but each idea was met with a cold rejection from the CEO.

"A line of Barbie dolls inspired by famous historical figures?" one executive suggested.

"Please, we've done that before," the CEO retorted dismissively. "Next!"

"How about a collection of Barbie dolls with augmented reality features?" another executive proposed.

"Augmented reality? Ha! Kids want something tangible, not virtual gimmicks!" the CEO scoffed.

Undeterred, the executives continued to offer ideas, ranging from high-tech Barbie accessories to Barbie-themed amusement parks. Yet, every suggestion was met with the CEO's sharp wit and skepticism.

Finally, the pressure and frustration reached a tipping point. The CEO let out a loud groan and dramatically pushed a few boxes off the table, clutching his hair in a hilarious display of exasperation.

"I can't take it anymore!"

Before he could indulge in his dramatics any further, the CEO's assistant intervened, entering the room with a sense of urgency.

"Sir, forgive the interruption, but there's an important call for you," the assistant said, used to her CEO's regularly scheduled breakdown.

The CEO sat up, straightening his tie. "Who is it?"

"It's the CEO of MGA Entertainment, sir."

It was as if a flip was switched inside the CEO. "MGA Entertainment, huh?" he hummed, face souring.

"Y-Yes, sir," the poor assistant stuttered, frightened by the CEO's sudden change in attitude.

"What for?"

"H-He wishes to discuss a potential collaboration."

The room fell silent as the executives exchanged curious glances. MGA Entertainment's reputation as a competitor was well-known, and they were cautious about any potential collaboration.

The CEO let out a sarcastic laugh, his mood shifting drastically. "Ah, MGA Entertainment, the masters of 'BRATZ' dolls," he said with a wry smile. "And we all know how that went for them, don't we?"

The executives chuckled, recalling the past incident. MGA Entertainment's 'BRATZ' dolls had attempted to mimic Barbie's appeal, but they failed to resonate with the audience and eventually disappeared from the market.

Despite his skepticism, the CEO couldn't ignore the potential benefits of collaboration. He leaned back in his chair, considering the offer. "Well, I guess if they survived the 'BRATZ' debacle, a collaboration with Barbie might just be the redemption they need! Let's hear what they've got to say..."

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As time passed, Stereotypical Ken found himself wandering aimlessly through Barbieland, his heart heavy with unrequited feelings. The once vibrant and joyful atmosphere of the daily Barbie and Ken party had lost its luster for him since Barbie's departure. As the other Kens and Barbies danced and celebrated, Ken stood at a distance, his shoulders slumped, feeling disconnected from the festivities.

However, amidst Ken's somber state, a subtle change began to sweep through Barbieland. The air seemed to crackle with a new energy, and an unspoken excitement buzzed like electricity. He couldn't help but notice that his fellow Barbies and Kens were acting differently - their giggles were a little more infectious, their laughter a touch more boisterous. They whispered excitedly to each other, glancing over at the large Barbie Dream House with anticipation sparkling in their eyes.

"What's going on?" Ken asked Allan, who seemed unusually animated lately.

Allan grinned mischievously, nudging Ken with an elbow. "Oh, haven't you heard? A new Barbie is about to join us, mate! And trust me, she's got everyone talking!"

Confused by the sudden excitement surrounding the arrival of this new doll, Ken couldn't help but wonder what made her so special. He couldn't fathom anything surpassing the allure of his beloved Barbie, but curiosity gnawed at him.

As the days passed, the anticipation only grew. Everywhere he turned, Ken caught snippets of hushed conversations, whispers of the doll's distinctive features, and rumors of her unique style. The buzz became contagious, infecting even the once indifferent Kens with intrigue.

Intrigued himself, Ken found himself drawn to the Barbie Dream House, where preparations for the new doll's arrival were in full swing. The normally bustling home was abuzz with activity as Kens and Barbies put in extra effort to make everything perfect for the newcomer.

But Ken couldn't bear to be around all the excitement. He felt like an outsider, lost in the sea of happiness that he couldn't share. Instead, he decided to retreat to his favorite spot on the beach, hoping the crashing waves and the salty breeze would somehow soothe his aching heart.

As he sat on the beach, lost in his thoughts, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and a faint rumble of thunder echoed in the distance; but he was so immersed in his own despair that he didn't notice or care about the magical display unfolding above him.

Ken sighed deeply, his thoughts swirling like the sand beneath his feet. "Why did Barbie have to leave?" he pondered aloud, gazing out at the vast ocean.

His mind wandered back to their time together, the laughter, the adventures, and the moments they shared. He had thought they were perfect together, destined to be the ultimate Barbie and Ken duo.

"But I guess it was all in my head," he muttered, sadness heavy in his voice. "She made it clear that she only sees me as a friend, and nothing more."

The memories of their dances, the twinkle in her eyes when they were together, and the tenderness of her touch haunted him. Ken couldn't help but wonder if he had missed some sign, some signal that he wasn't enough for her.

"I should have gone with her to the real world," he contemplated, his heart feeling as turbulent as the approaching storm. "Maybe I would have had a chance to change her mind—"

His external monologue was interrupted by a soft voice that broke through both the turmoil in his mind and heart. "Hey, you good?"

Ken looked up, and his breath caught in his throat at the sight before him.

The dark thunder clouds that surrounded the beach broke away, allowing a small portion of sunlight to shine down beautifully, and there stood an unknown Barbie, whose skin was aglow under the warm embrace of the sun, adding a radiance that seemed to emanate from the depth of genuine concern and kindness pouring from her brown eyes.

Her knotless box braids cascaded gracefully down her back, like a mesmerizing waterfall of dark strands, with delicate pink braids artfully scattered amidst, adding a touch of whimsy and individuality.

Her plump, glossy brown lips curved into a welcoming smile, inviting and warm.

Her figure, a testament to feminine allure, boasted elegant curves that held a magnetic charm, exuding undeniable beauty that effortlessly held Ken's gaze like saints to alters.

It was the new Barbie.

For a moment, Ken was at a loss for words. He had seen many Barbies in his time, but there was something uniquely enthralling about this newcomer. The Barbie's warm gaze seemed to pierce through the storm of his emotions, reaching a place deep within him that he had locked away after Stereotypical Barbie's departure. Her presence exuded a sense of confidence and understanding that resonated with him in ways he couldn't explain.

"You good?" The unknown Barbie repeated, lips pulled into a pout as her head tilted in question.

Ken's heart skipped a beat at the question, and he couldn't help but feel a rush of surprise and warmth. It was a rarity for someone to ask him—a Ken—about his feelings and well-being, especially in Barbieland, where the focus was usually on having fun and making Barbies happy.

"I... uh..." Ken stammers, trying to collect his thoughts while his heart races. "Yes?"

Even a rock could tell Ken was lying, but instead of pushing it, the Barbie just accepted it offering only a small smile and a nod.

The next few moments were spent in silence, but to Ken, it felt like an eternity. He couldn't believe how hyper-aware he was of the Barbie's presence next to him; every detail about her seems to fascinate him, from her warm smile to the way she delicately brushes a strand of hair away from her face.

The longer she sat beside him, the more his curiosity burned at which Barbie she was.

Finally, with a bit of courage, he spoke, "I'm Stereotypical Ken. And you are?"

"I'm Y/N."

Ken couldn't help but be taken aback. You weren't like any Barbie he had encountered before—hell, by your name alone, you weren't even technically a Barbie, and yet, there was an undeniable allure about you that he couldn't resist—a glimmer of a connection he hadn't experienced in a long time. He blinked in surprise, his mind momentarily struggling to process the name that wasn't Barbie.

"Y/N," he repeated your name, savoring the way it felt on his tongue.

You giggled at his reaction, a playful glint in your eyes. "I can see the confusion on your face," you said, your smile never fading. "Allow me to explain. I'm a new brand of Barbie, a limited collaboration piece between Mattel and MGA Entertainment, called BARBZ. We're all about embracing uniqueness and self-expression while promoting empowerment, over here."

Ken's surprise turned into curiosity as he listened to your words. He had heard of MGA's 'BRATZ' dolls before, but this seemed like a whole new concept, unlike anything he had encountered in Barbieland.

"So, you're not like the other Barbies?" he asked, trying to wrap his head around the idea.

You shook your head, a soft breeze rustling your knotless box braids. "No, I'm not. I'm my own person, with my own story to tell. Just like you are your own person, Ken."

Ken felt a strange sense of reassurance in your words. For so long, he had been defined by his relationship with Barbie, but here was Y/N, a Barbie who embraced her uniqueness and encouraged him to do the same.

"Y/N, huh?" Ken grinned, voice still tinged with vulnerability, but no longer a mere whisper. "I like it, it suits you."

You beamed, delighted by his response. "I'm glad you do, Ken. And who knows, maybe we can create our own story together."

A part of him couldn't shake the fact that you were another Barbie, and he feared that getting close to you might only bring more heartache. He was still healing from the pain of his unrequited feelings for Stereotypical Barbie, and the thought of opening himself up to someone new was daunting.

But there was something about you that felt different, something that made him want to take a leap of faith.

"Yeah..." Ken echoed back in agreement, eyes softening the longer he stared at the new Barbie—no, Y/N's smiling face. "...we can."

A/N: I just wanted to add, I am in no shape or form am advertising BRATZ DOLLZ hate 💀💀 I just thought this was a cool concept. I ALSO want to add that the BARBZ is in reference of Barbie + BRATZ not Nicki Minaj (no hate to the Barbz, but yall be wilding out here, so imma not get in that)

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acozysoulwrites · 9 months

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i love your ken ficsss he's so- !!! could you maybe write something about a grumpy × sunshine trope with ken?

i feel ken would be so perfect for the grumpy × sunshine trope.... he would be so supportive and cheerful and grumpy!reader couldn't help but be happy around him but only with him!!

Grumpy x Sunshine Ken hc’s

a/n: thank you! and oh my GOD yes yes yes and just YES. as someone who is in a grumpy x sunshine relationship- just yes. this is one of my FAV tropes :) Ken fits it perfectly.

✮⋆˙ To start off, you hated Ken when you first met him.

✮⋆˙ He was loud, annoying, and way too energetic for your taste.

✮⋆˙ Ken took a liking to you the moment you arrived in Barbie Land.

✮⋆˙ He made it his goal to get you to notice and possibly even like him back. So much, that every waking moment was spent trying to impress you.

✮⋆˙ He loved that you played hard to get. (At least he hoped that’s what you were doing rather than genuinely hating him) …

✮⋆˙ “Hey… Check this out” a smirk plastered on his face as he attempted to skate backwards.

✮⋆˙ He fell. Hard. (Just like he was for you)

✮⋆˙ Your first conversation was sparked when he found you at the Park with some other Barbies.

✮⋆˙ He tried walking past you casually, but when you glanced his direction, he froze and turned to you and your friends. Goofy smile and all.

✮⋆˙ “Hey” he said, standing widely with his arms down to either side.

✮⋆˙ You rolled your eyes. “What Ken?”

✮⋆˙ His eyes widened at his own name. “You… know my name?” He said with enthusiasm.

✮⋆˙ One of your friends giggled and you tried holding back your own laugh. “You’re Ken, and so is he” you say, pointing to one of the random Ken’s across the way.

✮⋆˙ Ken followed your finger and scoffed, brows furrowing in frustration. “Well- i’m Ken Ken” He pleaded.

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

✮⋆˙ The first time you smiled at Ken, he melted. Tears were involved, he hid them poorly of course.

✮⋆˙ You glanced around the two of you before reaching up to tussle his perfectly combed hair. “Oh, suck it up” you said, attempting to maintain your straight face.

✮⋆˙ It was hard not to smile at him.

✮⋆˙ He brings you gifts all the time

✮⋆˙ When another Ken is attempting to flirt with you, Ken gets extremely jealous. He will pout. A lot.

✮⋆˙ After you warm up to him, he quickly becomes the only person you have any energy for.

✮⋆˙ Other Kens no longer interest you.

✮⋆˙ He 100% continues to try and win you over even when he already has.

✮⋆˙ You are shorter than him, so this gives him the advantage. He often picks you up and randomly spins with a happy laugh.

✮⋆˙ Your nickname from him is ‘babygirl’ or ‘sweet boy’ or ‘sweetie’

✮⋆˙ He comes to all of your events/parties and supports you.

✮⋆˙ He loves being needed. If you need something reached or anything done he is ON it.

✮⋆˙ you are 100% a golden retriever black cat duo.

✮⋆˙ He is very emotional and will cry at everything while you tend to hold your feelings back until you can’t any longer.

✮⋆˙ He went from someone you ignored to someone you adore and show your soft side for.

Let me know if you’d like more Ken 🩷

#barbie #the barbie movie #ken hc #ken x reader #ken barbie #ken headcanon #fluff #grumpy x sunshine #golden retriever boyfriend #black cat gf #comfort

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pfpanimes · 4 months

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⌕ tokyo ghoul - kaneki ken.

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moodymisty · 4 months

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Listen I know the wall husbands heads are full of concrete but I'm interested in what you could do with a black templar

Maybe having a cleric darling (Thinking more of a lay person vs someone like a sister of battle) so there can be some delicious religious subtext

But I also know some black templars are very much into seeing when normal baseline humans can overcome the odds and rise above with their own zeal.

Maybe she isn't a combatant but by the God Emperor she will help out however she can even if it is just passing him boltgun magazines.

I got ideas for Black Templars but they're all over the place! Maybe you can make more sense of my ramblings and since it's still on the brain it could be Yandere or not just however you can make a Black Templar with a Darling work

[ 𝕸𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖞'𝖘 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 | 𝕬𝖔3 ]

Author's Note: So... I went apeshit. I apologize. I just fucking love doing religious subtext and whatnot. Also the frail maiden with her knight. Combining them? Awooga. Like this is my dream prompt. I hope you enjoy.

Summary: His thumb presses against your lips, and your mouth opens. You can taste the metal on your tongue, like bitter iron. His hand despite being so inhumanly large is so dextrious and gentle, and the thoughts that enter your mind are sickening.

Relationships: Unnamed Black Templar/Fem!Reader (there aren't pronouns used but the lady/knight vibe is super intense)

Warnings: A smidge lewd but not NSFW, Vague traditional gender roles-like talk (being gentle/needing to be protected etc), Religious under(over)tones, Forbidden romance undertones, Vague yandere/yandere beginnings, Armor kink if you squint, Brief mentions of blood and murder, General 40kness

Word Count: 2209 oops uwu

Ceramite boots thud against the floor like the thunder overhead, echoing in the high, vaulted ceilings.

He hears a tile crack underneath his right boot as he shifts his weight onto it mid-step.

He was always heavier than his brothers. His armor had to be adjusted three different times to fit him as he outgrew it.

'Leave him, he’s off to go for his prayers, and to stalk the locals.’

His one battle brother had laughed at the other’s comment, as he left them all behind to return to the cathedral. It's far from his first time here, in these sanctified halls. He finds himself returning here after almost every patrol, every outing, every moment alone.

His armor shifts with his movement, and he rolls his left shoulder during his walk. He’s had the armor fixed after a stray round hit him in the shoulder, but it still feels off. Like the motion is ever so slightly delayed in comparison to his other interface ports.

He'll get it looked at again. For now he has a different pursuit.

It’s the dead of the night, moon high in the sky as he walks through the nave past pews filled with nothing but air. At this time of night he knows it will only be you here, keeping candles lit and rolling scrolls. A stray servoskull might flutter past every now and again, but other than that, you remain in complete solitude.

No distractions, no needless fluff. You're always busy, fluttering about, making yourself useful where you can. You aren't able to fight, not this threat, but your obedience in cleaning armor- weapons when an Astartes allows- and other such duties has earned you enough to stay where your fellows have left.

Many of the other human refugees have been shipped off at this point, to become the Militarium's logistical problem. You and a few others however have earned your keep. At least in the eyes of the Black Templars.

You'll be far safer here than in a Militarium camp stuffed in with hundreds to thousands of others; Like animals waiting to be shipped off world.

You'll be far safer here with him.

There you are. He can spot you from across the cathedral, and a part of him wonders why it has such an effect on him. His hearts beat faster and his neck tenses; It feels like how he does whenever he's about to fight, but also distinctly different. It almost makes him feel like he's sick from an illness he can't explain.

The moment you hear him however, knowing the sound of an astartes this late and this far away from his brothers could only be him, your back straightens. You've been leaning over for awhile, and your body makes uncooperative cracks as you stand at his approach.

He stops in front of you, at the bottom of the ambulatory steps that rise up to the main altar. You stand at the top of them, quickly moving aside so he can come closer. When he does, you can feel his gaze through the lens of his helmet. It always feels heavy, even when his helmet isn't tilted you way you swear you can feel whenever his eyes are on you.

With both hands he unseals his helmet with a soft hiss, grasping it by the rim before handing it to you. It’s almost too heavy for your grip, but you manage to hold it close to your chest and avoid dropping it. Meanwhile he takes a knee, elbow on his knee as he drops his head in prayer.

His chainsword shifts on his back, over top of a long, tattered cape that's stained with mud and blood at the bottom hem. Astartes don't leave their armor during war, and so the cloth holds the weeks long stench of iron and rotting flesh. It simply burns however, until a few minutes later and then you can no longer smell. For the best, more than likely.

The cathedral is cast in complete silence, his shoulders shifting underneath plates of ceramite. He always is whenever he prays, unlike his brothers in the few times you've seen them. Perhaps it's just a quirk of his. Or maybe they're the odd ones.

Then again, they aren't the ones visiting an empty cathedral in the dead of night, only to meet a single person. Over and over again.

When he rises, he gently takes his helmet from your hands and latches it onto his belt. You speak up for the first time since he appeared.

"Have you made good progress out there? The weather seems to only be getting worse."

He looks down at you; His short, hastily chopped hair dry and pressed in odd places from the pressure of his helmet. It's mostly dry now, but you can tell it was wet not long ago. He must've taken his helmet off in the rain and was instantly soaked to the bone.

"The Emperor watches over us. We will prevail despite the deluge."

Said deluge batters on the tall glass windows of the cathedral, and thunder cracks not much later. The sound gives you a momentary jolt. This particular storm has been going all day, but the area has been battered with rainstorms for weeks now on and off. It might not slow them down, but you can see dried chunks of mud where they've had to trudge through it to progress. Most of it is washed away on him now, the rain having cleaned his armor significantly.

Your hands grasp each other tightly, no longer having his helmet to act as some sort of grounding.

"I tried to pray like you do, this morning." His eyes noticeably brighten ever the slightest, as your voice echos in the empty cathedral. "I wanted to pray to the Emperor that you stayed safe out there."

You don't know if he finds it amusing; But the corner of his mouth quirks upward ever so slightly anyways.

"Then pray for our victory, not our safety. What matters is that we succeed," He states.

You hear the mechanics in his armor shift as he leans slightly more on his left leg than right. It's like the armor is simply an extension of himself, and you suppose it is.

He is the first astartes you've even seen, so your knowledge is sparse. A small part of you has so many questions you'd wish to ask him, not knowing if he'd even entertain you with an answer.

You're fascinated by him; You wonder if he thinks the same of you. The way he acts lends you to think so, but you don't know how to feel about it.

In the corner of your eye you notice movement, and turn to the right just a bit and see someone walking across the nave. But when they catch sight of you and one of the Black Templars, the scurry out of the main hall like death was on their heels.

It isn't the first time someone has made a conscious effort to avoid you, now that you have an astartes taking such an interest in you. People are keen to spend as little time around them as possible- as despite them being the primary source protecting you all, they have more than displayed their fickle nature. One misspoken word and you could be gone. It's happened before. You know of a few faces that have disappeared with little a word.

You must look away from him for too long, as suddenly his armored hand grasps your jaw, turning your face back to him. The awkward angle due to his height makes your neck ache, and you grasp at the seams of his gauntlet for any sort of support.

"Are you going to try and run like they did?"

He says, watching you like he's looking for something more than a simple answer.

You wonder what he sees. If he notices the way your heart has begun to race in fear and something else, as he overtakes your vision. That something else was only for those rare moments of solitude where your reasoning left you, and your mind wandered to areas it shouldn't. If you'd known any better, you might've thought such things were blasphemous, or something of the sort.

Suddenly, you remember that he's waiting for an answer; You watch as the scars on his face move when he shifts his jaw.

"No."

He takes a step closer and with no more room your back presses against the altar just behind you. You risk nearly bending over it from how close he is, his dominant leg taking root just close enough that your legs have to part to let his knee past.

The shadow of the window mullions decorate the back of his armor, the light making the shadows against his face even harsher. You can even see the shadows of large rain droplets against his pauldrons, sliding down as if they've actually fallen on him. You can hear them hit the glass as the wind whistles outside and rattles the glass.

You watch him wondering; His eyes and face are completely unreadable. Astartes are so stoic, any little emotion is held invisible deep within themselves. Trying to figure out what he's thinking is an impossible task, though it's clear the interest he has in you is no longer just curiosity. That thought makes your heart pound against your chest as if it's trying to escape, your blood hot.

His thumb presses against your lips, and your mouth opens. You can taste the metal on your tongue, like bitter iron. His hand despite being so inhumanly large is so dextrious and gentle, and the thoughts that enter your mind are sickening.

It feels like he's toying with you; Experimenting with something new as he watches the way your soft skin gives under his armor. Your hands and gentle skin have faint crumbles of candle wax and ink on them from your work, as they grasp his armor.

You're terrified. You want more of him. You'll be happy to burn if that's what it requires.

"You'll come with me, when we are finished here."

You whisper his name, telling him yes as if you were foolish enough to think you had a choice in the matter. No one but him is here to hear it.

If someone was you wouldn't be able to see them from the way his massive armored form overtakes almost all of your vision, swallowing you in a sea of shadow and pitch black armor. They would see as he leans down, his thumb leaving your lips. You can feel his hot breath on your skin. The way he almost seems to suffocate you with how much of his body looms over you, just to get close. You can hear your own heartbeat so you just know he can, his eyes dilated and nearly total black.

Your back hurts pressing against the edge of the altar, feeling vulnerable underneath his unreadable stare. The fabric of your clothing bunches in places and rises up on your body, catching on the seams of his leg plates. His armor might be cold, but astartes run hot; Like their blood is boiling, so beneath that metal chill is the heat from the skin visible on his face and neck. You think if the cathedral was any colder, his hot breath would be visible.

His lips hover over yours, brushing as if he's so thoroughly detailing every step of this. Savoring each moment, or perhaps just toying with you. Watching the way a human so much smaller than him writhes under his grip at his mercy. You want to finish it, but the hand clamped around your jaw won't allow you, as much as you want to yearn and beg and plead to k-

'Brother. Return from toying with the refugees, the chaplain has returned with an update.'

Suddenly audible is a deep voice shaken by vox distortion emanating from his helmet; His head turns ever so slightly in it's direction. The bow of his upper lip brushes over yours as he does so. His brow furrows and he seems visibly irritated, interrupted during the worst possible time. You are as well, though it's more of desperation as you try to silence the way the your body aches for just him.

But as quick as it had begun it all ends, as he rises to his full height and removes his hand from your jaw. It complains with the promise of a hefty bruising, as he uses the same gauntlet to one handed slip his helmet back onto his head.

You can feel him stare at you even through the lenses, as he shifts in his armor and walks past where you stand splayed against the altar, clothes a mess. Your legs wobble as if about to give out from underneath you without his support, a weight like a rock in your lower belly.

He walks down the ambulatory in silence and leaves you alone once more, but you know it won't be for long.

#if you want me to name him and design him feel free to say! but for now you can make him the astartes ken doll of your dreams #warhammer 40k x reader #space marine x reader #black templar x reader #reader insert #reader #mywriting

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a fanfic where reader rides gosling!kens abs

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#ryan gosling x reader #ryan gosling smut #ken #ken x reader #ken smut #ryan gosling x black!reader

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Starring Tokyo Revengers Men In ✰ Bred PT 2

Cast Line Up Draken, Takashi, Takemichi, Chifuyu, Keisuke and Taiju Shiba

Rated TV-MA

Minors This Isn’t For You

Summary ✰ The Men Breeding You and Stuffing You Full! Kitty Purring consensual Fun Baby! Part 2!

No pronouns up in here but the Reader has a Kitty

Ken ‘Draken’ Ryuguji

✰ Draken can't deny that his Dick gets harder than steel when he thinks of you being pregnant with his child, Belly Round and Titties swollen with Milk

✰ Of course, he blames you for bringing out this kink, Laying There so breedable and pretty

✰ The thought of getting you pregnant runs rampant in his mind especially when you're on your back with your wet pussy spread open for him ready to be fucked and filled with his cum

✰ You Got him spacing the fuck out! even Mikey looking at him weirdly but he doesn't give a damn as long you're in his thoughts with your pussy Overstimulated and swollen

✰ Brain gets stupid when he's fucking you, His Only Corhent Thought? Fucking a Baby into you

✰ “Gonna Fuck you so good that In nine months we will have a kid together” Draken teases you while slapping his dick on your pussy before sliding it in

Draken had your legs pressed to your chest as he fucked into you, Your pussy throbbing around him as his body weight kept you against the mattress. “Gonna fuck a baby into you ” Draken Grunted as sweat poured down his face

His dick constantly stayed on your G-Spot making you scream his name as you clawed up his back, “Your Hungry Pussy taking every drop I Leak. You really want my babies bad huh?” Draken teased as his fingers worked your clit so good your eyes rolled back

“Please Give me your cum Kenny, please Give me your babies” You moaned under him as he fucked you deeper into the mattress. “ Have You getting Up from this bed full of my children” Draken groaned as he rutted into your pulsating pussy

Draken Body weight on you and the way he was pounding into you was making you dizzy as your toes curl up pleasure, His dick touching so deep in you that he nearly grazes your cervix with every snap of his hips. Draken palmed circles on your clit make you swirl your hips to meet his thrusts

He Had you so caught up in the moment you couldn't even say you were about to cum, pussy just throbbing around Drakens dick. “ Cumming Already? Fuck” Draken Groaned while your pussy gripped him so hard you make him paint your walls with his load

“Have my dick stay in you while I get hard again, not done filling up you yet” Draken groaned while he toyed with your clit

Takashi Mitsuya

✰ Takashi tries to Hide his Breeding kink by making soft comments about his new baby clothing line or How if you were to get pregnant he can design clothes to accommodate your growing belly

✰ But all That gets brushed under the rug the moment he gets inside your pussy, Something Snaps in him that he just can't stop himself from pumping you full of cum

✰ Nothing Takashi would love more than having you glowing pregnant with his baby

✰ He breeds you selfishly with his thoughts preoccupied with how much more beautiful you'll become with your belly round and plump with child

✰ Takashi is dedicated to making sure you thoroughly bred

✰ Will fuck you until his balls are aching and he's shooting blanks if that means you're properly stuffed

✰ King of keeping his dick warm inside you, “Need to stay inside your pretty pussy. Make sure none of my cum leaks out” Takashi Moans as he pushes himself deeper into your pussy

Takashi Rubbed your clit while your pussy gripped his dick so well making his eyes roll, “ want to put my baby in you, going to keep you glowing with child” Takashi Groaned as your pussy squeezed him

“Want to Give You what you want, Gonna have your beautiful babies” you moaned as your hands played with Takashi's hair while he gave you long deep strokes, Your walls holding his dick so well that he had to roll his hips to get even deeper into you.

“So fucking Tight. So fucking good to me” Takashi Moaned as he gave your pussy deep strokes with every motion of his hips. his fingers toying with your nipples while his dick worked your gummy walls so well you were seeing constellations

Your Cream formed a pretty ring around Takashi's dick as he dug deeper into your puffy pussy while the pillows fell from the bed, His dick was hitting your favorite spot while you pussy tugged him in making him Groan into your ear

“Ahh, Taka I'm about to cum” You moaned while Takashi Held your hand, “ Right with you baby, Let cum together” Takashi Groaned while he fucked through both of your orgasms as he emptied his balls into you. Takashi gave you two shallow thrusts before pulling you on his chest while keeping his dick deep in your pussy, “Can't wait to meet our baby” Takashi said while he kissed your forehead and rested his hand on your belly.

Takemichi Hanagaki

✰ Takemichi Poor Takemichi! He dreams about breeding you so good that tears get in his eyes

✰ He knows he shouldn’t feel this way but something about you carrying his babies makes his dick leak in his pants

✰ The Thought of you waddling around with a belly swollen with his baby is enough to make him feral

✰ “I want to Carry Your Babies” You moaned As Takemichi struggles to keep his composure as he fucked into you while your words drives him up the wall

✰ Kink got him studying on the best Breeding positions cause he wants to fuck you the right and deep way

✰ All He can do is sit with his mind on his dick filling your pussy up to the brim with his cum and getting you Knocked up with his babies

✰ “Gonna have pretty babies with you” Takemichi moans into your ear as he placed his hand on your belly

Takemichi Had your hips held up off the bed, your ass just bouncing on him while he fucked into you in an uncoordinated way. Takemichi could barely keep his legs from shaking as he gave your sloppy pussy everything he had

“Michi, Give me your hot cum. Want to make you a pretty daddy ” you moaned out while giving him a soft squeeze with your pussy making Takemichi pant as he tried his best not to bust in you right then and there. “Gonna make me cum too soon” Takamichi whined before slowing his thrusts down

Takemichi ground his dick into you as he enjoyed the way your pussy enveloped his dick made his eyes roll back, “ want to breed you. Want your womb Growing” Takemichi moaned before snapping his hips into yours. Takemichi pounded into you with desperation as your titties bounced with each deep thrust he gave

You could feel Takemichi trembling as his dick throbbed in you but he was hellbent on making sure you had your orgasm before him. Takamichi angled his hip just right so his swollen tip could bully your G-spot making your eyes water

“Michi Oh I'm about to cum” you Moaned while Takemichi kept fucking into you, he could only mutter your name as his dick began cumming in your pussy. Takemichi's Knees buckled as he lowered you back down on the mattress and laid on your back, “ Need to rest Need to stay inside “ Takemichi panted as he played with your hair

Chifuyu Matsuno

✰ Chifuyu is filthy. Daydreaming about filling your pussy with his cum while he's with Keisuke and Kazutora

✰ Tugging on his dick at work just edging himself so when he gets home he can empty his balls into you

✰ He can't help himself, He just loves the way your pussy feels around him with his cum in you

✰ Stuffing you with his cum is just so addicting, Swears he gets high whenever he cums in you

✰ Loves to watch his cum slowly leak out and stuff it back up

✰ Chifuyu knows that he's going to get you knocked up one of these days but he doesn't give damn

✰ Wants to get you pregnant with his baby so the whole world will know that you are his plus the thought of you leaking milk makes his mouth water

✰ “Looks so perfect taking my cum, Imagine how you'll look with my baby inside you” Chifuyu Whispered into your ear while sliding the tip in

Chifuyu fucked you again for the fifth time tonight, Your pussy was already filled to the max with his cum that his cum was dribbling out of you with every stroke. “Look At My pretty Cumslut, milking this dick like it's your job” Chifuyu teased while pinching your nipples, “bet you want to get me knocked up so back right now Matsuno” You Giggled back making him rub your belly

“I can't help it. You just take my cum so fucking well. I love stuffing that greedy tight pussy” Chifuyu Groaned in your ear while rolling his hips

“Want you to fill me up until you can't anymore” You moaned while pushing back his bangs as Chifuyu put your legs over his shoulder, “can't wait to see what you look like with my baby inside you” Chifuyu whispered into your ear before kissing your calf

His hips snapped into you as his dick pummeled your G-Spot effortlessly while he thumbed your clit making you babble under him incoherently as he pounded the rest of the senses of you and your poor pussy

“Always Taking My Dick and Cum so well” Chifuyu groaned while rolling his hips to stroked you ever so deeper before taking your right nipple into his warm mouth, The sensations he was giving you were overwhelming as your fingers gripped the sheets under you

Your pussy clenching hard on Chifuyu's dick as your orgasm came down on you, “Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.” Chifuyu groaned as your pussy milked his dick making him cum in you for a sixth time tonight, Chifuyu laid on top of you “Can't wait for these to get full with milk” Chifuyu whispered in your ear while holding your breast

Keisuke Baji

✰ Keisuke can't help but think with his dick whenever you're around, you just drive him completely wild.

✰ But these days? The Thought of Overfilling your pussy with his hot seed consumes him

✰ He can't help himself when your pussy just milks him so fucking well and Take every drop he can give so sexily

✰ Got Keisuke out in these streets insane, balls just aching to be emptied into your twitching walls

✰ Keisuke Running home every day from work to lay his body On top of yours to fuck you until your sweet pussy dripping his cum

✰ Knows he's running the risk of getting you pregnant but he doesn't give a damn as long as he can cum deep in your pussy he's happy

✰ “Shit. Baby, you can have all my kids I fucking swear” Keisuke groans while thrusting up into your creamy pussy

Keisuke had you flat on your back as he fucked in and out of you, His balls feeling damn near empty while he fucked your tender pussy for the last time tonight.

“Kei, Gonna get me knocked up” you moaned as Keisuke Shivered against you, “Fuck. pussy milking me so good Gonna make me your baby daddy” Keisuke Groaned as his swollen tip brushed rubbed your G-spot so well your eyes rolled back

Your Body Inadvertley arched while Keisuke fucked into you, “ Gonna Give you want you, Have you round with my baby” Keisuke moaned into your ear while gripping your ass. Your soft walls getting battered by Keisuke's dick as his hips continued their motions

“Gripping me so hard right now Fuck.” Keisuke grunted before spanking your ass, while pushing his dick ever so deeper into your pussy letting his swollen dick head graze that spongy spot in you that makes your body tremble

You rolled your hips trying to meet his thrusts as your fingers rubbed messy circles on your clit making you cum hard around his dick, Keisuke was only able to give you four more thrusts before cumming deep in you.” Pussy Got me Shooting Blanks” Keisuke groaned as he carefully pulled out of you, “ Here’s hoping I’ll be a dad in nine months” Keisuke teased while rubbing your belly

Taiju Shiba

✰ In Taiju Mind The Only place his cum belongs is deep inside you, His Thick fingers in your quivering hole keeping his cum plugged in you while he gets you ready for round two

✰ Your Body carrying his baby is all he can think about when he gets you out of your clothes

✰ “You’ll Look Perfect with my baby In your womb, Like an Angel Sent from above” Taiju whispers in your ear while standing behind you with his hands on your belly

✰ Tell Him How much you want his babies, How Much you want him to fill your pussy with his cum, and watch the beast come unleashed

✰ Taiju will fold you into a mating press and fuck you silly as his heavy balls slap your pussy so good

✰ Taiju Keep your legs held up with his hands to make sure his cum makes it deep into your cervix

✰ “ Better Not Waste a Drop” Taiju grunts as his fingers skillfully toy with your clit as he preps you to take his dick again

Taiju had your ankles in his hand as he pumped his dick in and out of you, you could see his dick bulging against your stomach as he pushed himself deeper into your pussy stretching your poor cunt around him

“You want me to Breed you Huh? Love when I fold you up and fuck you like this?” Taiju asked you while he rolled his hips making your body shake, “Answer me and Use your words” Taiju grunted while slowly thrusting in you making you whine

“Y-Yes Taiju. My Womb Is Begging for all your hot cum” You moaned as Taiju eyes locked with yours, “Gonna fuck so good that you leave this bed pregnant ” Taiju Grunted as he got back to ramming his dick so deep into your pussy that you that your vision got blurry with every single thrust

Your fingernails clawed into Taiju's Shoulders as he fucked you so hard the headboard banged against the wall Leaving dents behind, Your pussy pulsed on his dick but Taiju didn't let up as his dick kept bullying your tenders walls

You could feel your womb tightening as Taiju kept your G-Spot tender with his thick dick, “So close.” You moaned as Taiju Kept the pace up fucking into your pussy ruthlessly. You couldn't stop yourself from cumming hard around his dick while Taiju fucked you through your orgasm as he pushed his dick deeper into you before cumming against your cervix,” Bet my cum feels good so deep inside you” Taiju groaned while Pulling out of you before sliding two of his fingers into your cunt

“I'm not done with you yet. You're not getting up until I feel like you're thoroughly bred” Taiju grunted before curling his fingers up inside you making you moan

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