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risuola · 4 months

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VI — YOU HAVE MY HEART — F. READER x TOBIRAMA SENJU

It's so easy to love you and it's even easier to admire how hardworking you are. You trained and became strong, you assisted in creating the ANBU leading the first unit. You were the pride and joy in Tobirama's life, but with all of that came also the fear. The terror of losing you.

cw: not much, it's mostly fluffy. it gets a little steamy towards the end, so reader discretion is advised — 2,5k words

note: when I was translating this chapter, I realized that the timeline can be a little blurry, though I tried to make it as clear as possible, but I'll summarize this here quickly: one year has passed since the wedding until the events from chapter V, then one year she was training and working in ANBU and then the mission took another year. so it's three years since they married ❥

SERIES MASTERLIST

Sometimes, you felt like you and Tobirama were meant to be. Like this whole arranged, political agreement was planned somewhere by someone who has way more power than you’d think, because even after nearly three years with that man, you still find it difficult to understand how on earth you worked so well when it’s more than clear that you shouldn’t.

There were just too many differences between you and your husband. He’s cold and stoic whilst you are warm and bubbly. Your calmness doesn’t make a fraction of how calm he is, or rather, used to be. You loved to touch him and for his entire life, Senju faltered from physical contact. And yet, all of it changed, when you stepped into his life. A princess from the foreign village, a diamond that was kept in the cage made of gold and luxury, a bird that was yearning for freedom and safety. Tobirama gave you both of these things.

The feelings between you two only solidified after the incident in your homeland. It’s almost two years after the unfortunate chain of events that led the young Senju to leave the negotiations in Konoha to save you from abusive ritual that took place in Yu; a pathetic display of parenting that your father thought was a favor to your husband. After that, and the little time you needed to heal completely with a help of one of the best medics in the leaf village, you had made a decision to go back to training. Ever since you moved, you spent your time learning topography of your new home, befriending people, helping – none of which you put into your own development and it’s only after you were defeated so easily, it got to you that everything that you thought you knew was not even a fraction what you should be able to execute.

That’s why for the months after that, you trained – mostly by yourself, but Tobirama was more than happy to help you anytime he had some spare hours. He found you admirable, the way you wanted to become the best shinobi possible even though there was no need for that. You were excellent even before, the idea of you lacking never crossed his mind and yet you stood up for the challenge and it was in his best interest to help you achieve the goal. You were, after all, his beloved wife, his sunshine, his pride. Quickly, it turned out that on top of all these things, you were quite deadly.

You began taking missions, standing on top of a group consisting of the best ninja from Konoha – ANBU, as Tobirama called it. A set of exceptional individuals, the most skilled ones available. It was a project that Senju wished to finalize, it was meant to provide the village with safety, with the strong asset able to infiltrate, fight and protect and you… You became the leader of it, representing the highest skill of them all and supporting him in establishing the unit.

Tobirama found you incredible, time after time finding himself in awe because of your achievements. There was no such term as impossibility, it seemed, everything he assigned you with, you finished with success, caring about your team well-being and the quality of the process. As much as he felt the endless amount of pride, his heart was also filled with fear. The idea of losing you haunted his dreams anytime you were outside Konoha, dealing with something he himself ordered you. The contradicting feelings weighed heavy on his shoulders – he wished to keep you safe and yet, it was only fair to give you tasks that were relevant to what you were able to do. It would be against his nature to spare you the difficulties, to limit your progress only because of the selfish want of keeping you far from harm. That led him to assigning you with one of the most difficult missions he had to offer.

“I’m gonna be honest with you,” he had told you the day before. You remember him joining you in bed late at night and the way he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you flush to his chest was enough of a hint. You knew him well. “I don’t want you to take that mission,” honest as always, and nervous when he spoke quietly. His roughed-up fingertips were circling little ovals against the delicate skin over your spine, his hand buried underneath the shirt that you used to sleep in.

“I know,” you replied, pressing your lips to his bare chest. Oh, how well you knew him. The moment he gave you the details of the job earlier that day in his office, you already knew how hesitant he was and once you read the description, you understood why. “But it’s gonna be fine, I promise.”

“How can you promise me something like that?” He found his way to your chin, lifting your head up just enough to look you in the eyes. “I know you are strong, you are the most skilled ninja I have, don’t think I’m underestimating you, love. But yet, I can’t help but fear, the idea of you not coming back from that job, from something I send you by my own order… it feels unbearable to think.”

Tobirama wasn’t a man that’s easily scared. In your entire time with him, spending so much time as his wife, you saw him worried at most, only few times so it shook you deeply, seeing his sincere eyes glaring at you in nothing but concern. The soft red shade of them looked straight through your soul, you could feel the way his jaw was tensed when you placed your hand on the side of his handsome face.

“I will come back to you, my lord. I know how dangerous the mission is and I would be lying if I told you that I’m not scared of it. But I also know how important it is, how crucial the data I need to gather is to keep Konoha safe and it is my duty to serve the village. It’s my home, I swore to keep it protected.” Your words were honest, Senju knew that. It was difficult, the hidden leaf stood on the verge of war, it was nearly palpable in the air and the information that you were meant to collect had a power to stop it before the blood of innocents was spilled.

The love you developed to Konoha was something Tobirama couldn’t help but admire in you. Despite it being a foreign land to you, you grew to care of it as if you lived here since the beginning. Truth is, you did feel like you were born in it. What hidden leaf gave you was freedom, was love. It showered you in things that before that, you only silently dreamt about, it was a place that you truly began being yourself, hence why you wished to give it back all of yourself.

“I know you’re gonna do your best. It’s just… I wouldn’t mind standing to fight later if you’d say you don’t want to take the job. I wouldn’t mind giving my life in battle if it could save yours.”

“Your life is too precious to be lost, Tobirama,” you leaned into him just slightly, your lips a breath away from his. “You are needed, you are so incredibly fundamental for this village to function properly, you have no idea. Without you, there would be no Konoha, doesn’t matter how great of a hokage your brother is. You are what makes this place a home to so many people, you are the mind and heart of it, so please don’t say such things.”

“It’s you who have my heart. If I have to risk losing it along with you, how could I be one for the village?” Senju exhaled, closing his eyes for a brief moment before closing the distance and pressing his mouth to yours. A kiss of love that’s indescribable, it bore everything that he was too afraid to word out loud. “Just… come back to me.”

“I will always come back to you, my love.”

The reassurance you gave, although carrying uncertainty, you followed with yet another kiss. The intimacy you shared later that night carried an unspoken goodbye, it was intense and oh so full of passion as if it was the last time you were to be so close.

Early in the morning, you were already gone, heading towards the unknown land where you were meant to spend the next weeks, working undercover. In the morning, Tobirama watched you leave, hating himself for letting you go as the sweet taste of the last kiss you shared still lingered over his lips.

* * *

“Later,” Tobirama groaned, responding to the soft sound of knocking against the wooden doors to his office. He was busy, digging through copious amounts of documents and reports, annoyed to the very core of his existence. His mind was already far in the future, balls deep in the upcoming negotiations that were meant to take place in Konoha in just few days. They were important, the safety of the village depended on the results and Tobirama made it very, very clear that unless the matter is absolutely, death-threatening urgent, he’s unavailable to anyone.

But the knob twisted and despite his objections and rough tone the doors opened and he couldn’t help but scoff. His blood was boiling, his brows creasing and even the deep breath he took, trying to calm down his nerves didn’t help at all. The rage inside of him burned with hellfire, it got him out of his chair, smashing his fist on the desk.

“I said fucking late—” he stopped. The sight of you, standing there in the entrance to his office made his voice catch in his throat. Was he even breathing? He felt like the world faded away, time slowed down and the chaos inside his mind calmed in an instant when his eyes met yours. He couldn’t believe, were you really here? In the last report he’s got from you, the one from a month prior, you wrote that at least twelve weeks will be needed to finalize the job and yet here you were, standing just few meters in front of him. After a year.

“I heard you the first time, my lord,” you chuckled softly, watching how his expression changed from rageful annoyance to surprised confusion. It was a display of emotions you were yet to familiarize yourself with, giving Tobirama’s spare range of expressions. “I was told you’re busy and expecting no one to bother you, but I took the freedom to disobey.”

The Senju stood there, flabbergasted for a little longer before his head dropped. A wave of laughter that shook his body made all of his tension go away. You really were there, he could see you, feel your chakra. After long, twelve months of undercover mission he gave you, the one that required you to stay in Iwagakure, gathering intel of governmental nature you finally got back. You had not seen each other during that time and Tobirama had only received few letters from you, all of which being more like short reports about the mission status rather than lover’s notes. But now, you were here, safe, alive.

“You came back,” he said, his voice so much lighter than what he greeted you with. Tobirama took a second to look at his desk, assessing the piles of documents before he pushed everything to the side. Papers flew off and scrolls unraveled on the floor but he couldn't possibly care less about any of those, when you were here, finally after a year of absence, in a flesh and bones. Being so messy was unlikely of him, you had never met someone more organized than Tobirama, but to him, it was more important to now have you on this desk, rather than documents.

“I promised I’ll come back to you, didn’t I?” You smiled, pushing the doors closed behind you and approaching him, placing the box with all of the reports and information regarding your latest work on the floor, before you circled the furniture, meeting him finally.

“You did,” he replied, finding his way to press his lips to yours. His large hands pulled you closer by the back of your neck and you hooked your arms around his shoulders, burying your fingers in the silver strands of his hair, scratching his scalp gently and causing him to purr into the kiss. It tasted sweet, addicting, with the longing being carried through every movement of his lips and tongue. It was heavy with feelings, breathtaking, nearly suffocating with how much it bore, how many unspoken words, how many worries that were now releasing. Tobirama pulled you towards himself, your body now flush to his own as he made you lean against the edge of his desk. It took no time before you were situated on top of it, with his large frame between your legs and his hands wandering all over the lines of your figure.

Tobirama was hungry. He had no idea how much until he saw you, until he tasted you. You taught him how to love, you opened the world of intimacy and touch to him, you showed him the pleasure of marriage and once you took all of it away, he was lost. The need to have you close was unfulfilled for such a long time where he couldn’t even see you, it left him with the burn of craving inside his chest. He was incomplete without you, unable to focus as much as he would usually do, his mind was wandering to the places where your image was stored.

“I missed you so much, my love,” you whimpered, feeling his lips smearing the wet traces of kisses along your neck and down your throat. At that moment, he was not caring about the marks he was leaving, he wanted to make you his own again. Nothing else mattered, only you, the taste of your mouth, the sweet scent of your skin. He would love to be more romantic, to welcome you with something more appropriate – a nice dinner, some pretty flowers, but being romantic was never his strong suit and frankly, things like bouquets and food were last on his mind, when he had you near his body.

“Love,” he groaned against your pulse, his hands making contact with the bare skin on your sides where he pushed the fabric of your black blouse up. He missed you so damn much. His body longed for your touch, for your skin flush to his, for everything that came with you.

“I thought you were busy, my dearest,” you teased, your voice soft and playful as you run your hand down his stomach. It was risky to do so in his office but he did nothing to prevent you from reaching his manhood and as you did, you stroked him gently through the fabric of his pants. A breath hitched in his chest, your touch burned him with lust, he felt like a fire was consuming him just because you put your touch over him.

“I am,” he muttered, sucking a spot onto your neck, reminding your body to whom it belongs to and you gasped softly at the feeling of his lips against your delicate skin. “God, I’m so damn busy.”

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seraphdreams · 1 year

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PART II — BLINDING LIGHTS.

“sin city’s cold and empty”

CONTAINS. fem!reader, fingering/cunnilingus, bimbo reader <3, haitanis being asses, squirting.

TODAY’S RACERS. senju kawaragi v. manjirou sano.

WORD COUNT. 1.9k.

LINKS. series masterlist — general masterlist.

Onto the second race—The most anticipated so far; tonight’s set of racers were tinkering with their bikes. Sounds of sonorous music from overhead speakers, the revving of engines, and a pleasant fuse of chattering were heard from the main gate. After the events of the first race, you accompanied Koko, helping him collect more money while sitting pretty on his lap. The others didn’t have to know that you were cockwarming him as well, it shouldn’t come as a surprise with the way you practically writhe in his hold.

The bets being placed seem to favor one side over the other which raises your query. “Haji, who’s racing this time?” He’s silent as if your words fell flat once they managed to leave your lips and you wait, hoping he’d respond in the next few seconds. Of course he doesn’t and you call out for him again. “Haji!” He’s finally snapped out of his money-induced focus, snake-like eyes locked onto yours. “Hm?”

You sigh, almost defeated before starting up. “I asked who was racing tonight. Don’t the bets seem a little unfair?”

He sets the money down onto the table behind you. “It’s a bet, of course it’s unfair.” He straightens his posture, lithe hands coming to rest at the plush fat of your hips. “We got an amateur up against Mikey. She’s stupid if she thinks she has a chance.”

“She?” You perk up, a bit more immersed in the topic at hand. “Who’s she?”

Koko’s eyes relax and his pupils narrow as if he’d grown annoyed. He goes back to counting the fat wad of cash, making sure the amount remains consistent. “Sanzu’s little sister.”

Before you had the chance to react, the blaring music stops and the announcer starts.

TEN MINUTES TO RACE 2.

Had you not heard Mochi’s voice on the speaker, you’d forget that you actually have a job to do. You hastily make your way off Kokonoi’s lap, attempting to not wince at the friction while patting your skirt back in place. “Gotta go, Haji! Put $1,000 from me to Senju, please!” You sing-song, trotting in Miu Miu heels on the way to the main road.

“I swear, that girl..” Koko mumbles under his breath, more affectionate than vexed, tucking himself back into his slacks and continuing with the task on hand, setting your specified amount into Senju’s pile.

The racers’ garage space was feeling tense compared to the previous race. Whereas Baji and Kazutora exchanged playful banter, there was silence between Mikey and Senju. Heel trotting filled the silence as you walked onto Mikey’s side of the garage. He really seemed to never want to let that CB250T go, instead having his “anii-ki”modify it once every few years.

“How’s it going, Boss?” Mikey’s kneeled against his bike, seemingly messing with the engine—or maybe it’s the gas? You weren’t too into motorized vehicles but you knew they looked nice. He looks up at you through strands of ivory white hair, his familiar emotionless glance. “It’s good.” He wasn’t much for conversation, especially with you, yet it wasn’t enough to get your spirits down. “Good luck with the race, i’m sure you’ll do great!”

For the first time that you’ve seen it, a hint of a smile quirks on his lips. He softly nods his head and continues to tinker around with the large piece of metal. You redirect yourself to Senju’s side, almost in awe at her setup.

“Senju!” You beam, taking in her appearance. She’d always been a gorgeous girl but seeing her in her tight black biker suit, cherry blossom embroidery around the ankles with the zipper showing an overflowing amount of her chest, you’re left speechless. “Hey, cutie.” She responds, wheeling her bike out of the garage. You get the incentive to follow her along, assuming she’s heading to the start line. “You look so pretty! Forget what the others say, I think you’re gonna win a hundred percent!”

Her eyes widen in adoration, matching your unshakable optimism. “I know I am! I’ll have those fuckers amazed.” You nod along with her, eyes flitting from her cleavage to back to her emerald orbs. She really did resemble her brother in every way. Soon after, Mikey also makes his way to the start line. It’s about two minutes to the race and you make sure to give each of them a kiss on the cheek before heading to your position in between them with your flags in hand.

Ran, Rindou, and Sanzu watch from above on one of the higher floors, looking down at the events taking place beneath them. “God, she’s cute.” Rindou groans, a glass of dark sake in his hand as his older brother hangs off his shoulder. “That’s your little sister, right, Haru?” Ran queries, finding the utmost entertainment in how Sanzu glowers at him.

“Maybe we should fuck her in the back of our car later, yeah? What do you think, Rinnie?”

Rindou takes a quick glance at Sanzu before looking at his brother. “I think that’s a great idea.”

Sanzu’s quick to find somewhere else to watch the race, ticked off at their usual Haitani antics. “You both disgust me.” He growls out, pouring himself a glass of Whiskey. “Love you too.” Ran throws over his shoulder.

FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE!

The racers take off on the track as soon as your checkered flag grazes against the pavement. There was no denying the excitement welled up inside you as you watched the race go on. It seemed like a close match all the way up until the end where Senju pulled her speed out of nowhere, being the first at the finish line despite her lack of racing experience.

She hops off her bike, taking her helmet off and tussling her hair back in place, the widest grin on her face. “Congratulations, Sen! I told you, you’d win for sure!” You hand her the gold trophy with another peck to her cheek. Mikey comes in soon after, looking at the scene in disbelief.

“Guess I lucked out, Invincible Mikey.” Senju taunts at her opponent, nonchalantly waving her trophy around in one hand.

After her bout of throwing jeers at Mikey, you begin to speak again. “Why don’t we celebrate a little in your room?” You suggest. With the quirk of her brow, she knew exactly what you were suggesting, wrapping her arm around your waist and leading you up the steps. “Why don’t we?”

Following her to her suite took less than an ample amount of time, the two of you dexterously sifting through the crowd of people awaiting the next race. Once you got to her room, she sits at the edge of the bed, slowly unzipping the one piece as if she had planned on teasing you.

You watch as her breasts spill from out of their tight confines, pert nipples hardened and slightly lacquered in sweat. “No bra, Sen? Bold girl.” The last words come out as a softer whisper while you make your way between her thighs, kneeling. “Just thought it’d be more comfy.”

Once the zipper reaches its stop at her lower abdomen, she’s slipping out of her outfit, discarding the garment off to the side and leaving herself in nothing but pink lacy panties. The damp spot of her slick is visible through her panties from where you kneel, eyes locked on how she throbs even without touch. Little by little, you pull her thong down until it ruffles at her ankles, slipping them off completely and tossing them to the side. She’s wet, puffy folds covered in essence and clit twitching ever so slightly; as if it’d been awaiting you.

Carefully, you delve your tongue into her core, keeping it still for a short moment until you begin to use the muscle to aid in her pleasure. “A-ah!” Docile whimpers fall from her lips at the initial sensation and her hands grasp at her chest, kneading the flesh as if it’d give her leverage in some way. It was cute how quickly she reigned flustered. The light dusting of pink across her cheeks complimenting her angel-like features in the best way. On behalf of her tomboy-esque facade, she was quite the pillow princess.

Her little cunt tightens around your tongue, a slow rocking rhythm building up within her body as she throws her head back. The rising and falling of her chest in tandem with those cute fucking whimpers has one hand dipping underneath your pleated skirt, middle finger lightly rubbing your clit. “Please—Please don’t stop..” She rasps, light and airy voice coated with desperation. You opt to replace your tongue with your fingers, stuffing two of your digits inside her hole while your tongue flicks at her clit.

Louder and louder, her moaning gets, as if she shredded her sense of shame and gave into the temptation of pleasure. You switch between licking to sucking on the sensitive numb, watching how she grows dumber and dumber from each touch. The fingers on your clit work faster and so do the digits pumping in and out of Senju.

You might as well have been making out with her pussy the way you sloppily sucked and licked at her clit and folds. There’s no doubt she’s close when you feel her core tighten around your fingers. “G-Gonna make a, fuck, big mess..” She whines through soft mewling. Your fingers work at lightning speed to inch her closer to sweet release, your own orgasm building within you.

You watch her abdomen flex and relax repeatedly as if a surge shot through her, the warm sensation of liquid orgasm dripping from your fingers and down her thighs. You drink in all she has to offer, continuing to lick at her clit, reveling in the way her pussy spurts more and more essence in her aftershocks. You moan against her heat, feeling your own release just seconds away.

Before you could even react, your body is convulsing and cunt creaming all over your fingers. You were rather sensitive from previous activities which heightened the intensity of your orgasm, sonorous cries leaving your lips.

The two of you take a haste moment to collect your breathing, slowly peeling away from each other. “Sen, you’re so pretty when you squirt.” You compliment as you slide into her lap. She leans back amongst the sheets naturally, strands of soft pink haired splayed across the fabric. “‘S real embarrassing.” Her response comes out in the form of a light chuckle, quickly getting silenced by your cum-slicken fingers pressed to her lips. Instinctively, she wraps her lips around the digits, closing her eyes and moaning at the saccharine taste of you. When you pull your fingers away, you make sure to give her a salacious kiss to her lips.

The kiss grows deeper until you’re quickly pulled aback by firm knocks to the door.

“Next race starts soon.” The voice from the other side says. You come to recognize it instantly as Mikey from his monotonous airing. You hop off Senju’s lap, attempting to clothe her with one of the blankets on the bed before heading to the door.

“What a sore loser.” She states as you walk off, and just before opening the door, you reply.

“I know, right?”

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manjibunny · 8 months

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Angelic eyes with heaven between her thighs

Summary: Instead of piercing your clit, Senju's sucking on it.

CW: Piercer! Senju, fem!reader, sub reader, Senju's a dom here, nipple play, fingering, pussy eating, mentions of needles, kinda dubcon-ish, public sex (they're in a piercing studio), mentions of a strapon, petnames (pretty girl, good girl, baby), Waka almost cockblocking yall, lemme know if I missed smth

Wordcount: 1364 words

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing smut lmao, I wrote this with ma pussay basically . In celebration to this blog turning two weeks old (which isn't a lot haha), I've decided to write my silly lil tought I've had about since since like June. English is my third language, so be kind pls 👉👈 And special thanks to @benkeibear and @cafekitsune for these awesome dividers! And ofc @k1sakis for always listening and enabeling me with my intrusive thoughts

Excited, Ecstatic, Euphoric. You wouldn’t have thought that someone’s touch would make you feel so blissful, get you so addicted, but Senju Akashi proved you wrong.

Originally, you went to the piercing studio to get your clit pierced, however fate seemed to have different plans for you. All thoughts and fears about possible pain, aftercare and needles dwindled away the second you laid your eyes on her. You couldn’t deny that what you felt was attraction at first sight, and how could you not? Senju Akashi is a beautiful woman, with her seafoam coloured eyes that seemed to have a mischievous spark to them, her white hair pulled up in a bun, giving you the perfect view of her face. Delicate features, long eyelashes, rosy, plump lips and a playful smile on her lips, that’s all it took for you to approach her at the counter with a thudding heart, like a sailor getting enticed by the singing siren.

As if you’ve forgotten the purpose of your appointment, you started chatting with Senju right at the counter. Innocent small talk and polite smiles turned into flirtatious remarks and yearning looks, the tension between you and her grew thicker and thicker as you felt Senju’s eyes roam your body. Senju being the good employee and respectable piercer she is, took you right to her office…

Leading you to her office,luring you into a trap you’d never wish to escape from, she pushed you lightly onto the piercing chair, both you and Senju having already forgotten about the piercing you wanted to get.

“I love your skirt, it looks so good on you”, she mused “But I need you to take it off for me, or else I won’t be able to perform”

And you obliged, undressing yourself in front of Senju, holding her gaze as you pulled your skirt down your legs. Your lacy panties soon followed suit.

Alarm bells should have started ringing when she demanded you take off your top next, but they didn’t. Quite the contrary, you felt excitement bubble up inside your stomach. Her hungry gaze felt like a drug to you, you yearned for more, you wanted, you needed her to touch you. As if in trance and without an ounce of shame, you fully undressed yourself, waiting for Senju’s next move.

She leaned into you, taking your bare form in.

“No bra?” She giggled as her hands reached to lightly grab your tits “You came prepared. I need to reward such good behavior.”

Kneading your tits with her soft hands, she leaned closer to your face. Your brain went haywire once her lips finally found yours, overwhelmed by the touch of her hands grazing your boobs, the taste of her tongue grazing against yours and the smell of her sweet perfume.

A needy moan escaped your lips as Senjus fingers played with your nipples, pulling and pinching your sensitive buds.

“You have to be quiet ok, pretty girl? Wouldn’t want my coworkers and other clients to see you like this, would you?” She whispered breathlessly against your swollen lips. You nodded as you bit your lower lip, feeling your clit throb from her raspy voice.

“No, I’ll stay quiet. I promise.”

“Good girl, I’ll give you what you want now.”

Senjus lips traveled along your body, kissing your neck and latching onto your breasts. Leaving you breathless, you opened your mouth, a whine almost escaping your lips, but you quickly closed your mouth again. You didn’t want to upset Senju, who knows, she might stop touching you if you got loud? You didn’t want that, not when she got you hooked to her touch.

Senju licked and sucked on your breasts, occasionally biting you. You clasped your hands over your mouth, stopping you from being too loud. Senju gave one final suck as she moved along, letting go of your nipple with a plop before kissing and biting your chest, stomach, and your inner thighs and hickeys bloomed on your skin. Senju was sure to leave your skin marked by her love bites, not wanting you to forget her anytime soon.

The sight of your unclothed pussy and her marks made her go feral. Senju wanted nothing more than to dive her tongue right in your cunt and have a taste of your pussy. Noticing your juices leaking out to the chair, Senju concluded that she doesn’t need to tease you anymore. Spreading your lips, she took a long drag across your pussy, groaning into your cunt at your taste. Her eyes rolled back, she swore your taste would send her straight to heaven.

Intoxicated. Senju felt intoxicated, high and delirious. The taste of your juices on her tongue made Senju wishing she could do so much more to you as erotic ideas swarm inside her brain. Feeling herself throb and clench around nothing as she lapped at your sweet juices, she rubbed her thighs, creating a delicious friction that stilled her need for you a bit.

However, she knew that she’d need more of you to satisfy her. Sucking and swirling her tongue against your throbbing clit wasn’t enough for her.

Senju carefully maneuvered two fingers inside you. Your breath hitched in your throat, you felt her fingers slowly pumping in and out of your sobbing cunt.

“Poor baby” She teased “So, so wet, and so so tight for me, aren’t you?”

Tears welled up in your eyes. The knot in your stomach felt like it would explode any second now, and yet your orgasm seemed so far away from you. Having seemingly lost your voice, you just nodded. Your walls tighten up around her fingers as she sucked on your overstimulated clit. Everything seemed to blur, her tongue on your clit, her fingers speeding up and bullying your pussy and the way she looked at you with her half lidded eyes beneath you seemed too much for you.

Someone knocks on Senjus office door.

“Senju, your next client is already waiting for you. Are you already finished?” You heard a voice from right behind the door. You silently whined when Senju released your clit from her mouth, already missing the sensation of her lips and tongue. But you quickly bit your lower lip and clutched your mouth harder with your hands.

“Don’t worry Waka, I’ll be finished in about five minutes” Senju called out to the person behind the door as she fucked her fingers harder and faster into your pussy. She was no longer playing around, her fingers found your g-spot almost instinctively and hit the spongy spot over and over again.

“I could fuck you so much nicer with my long, thick strap” She whispered lowly against your thigh as she bit down on your flesh.

“Would bully your cunt and rip out orgasm after orgasm out of you. Wouldn’t let you leave my bed”

With one final hit to your g-spot, you finally reached your high. Your walls clenched around Senjus fingers, enveloping them in a warm hug as she helped you come down from your orgasm.

Your breath steadied and you were finally able to form a coherent thought. The after nut clarity hit you like a brick and you suddenly felt embarrassed to be naked in front of a stranger. While you stood up with wobbly legs and picked up your clothes, Senju went to her desk and took out a pen and paper, scribbling something down while you put on your clothes and attempted to look put together.

Being unable to fully look her in the eyes, you opened your mouth to apologize but were interrupted by Senju handing you a piece of paper. It was a phone number.

“Here, I meant when I said I could fuck you better with my strap. Besides” She grinned at you “We didn’t get to pierce your cute little clit, did we? Calls for another appointment” She winked at you.

As you left the studio, with jittery legs and countless hickeys and bite marks invisible to the public eye, you went home with no piercing, but instead with Senjus phone number clutched in your hand and the hopes of meeting her again soon.

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xbabybajix · 1 year

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Tokyo rev boys & type of people they are at shows

A/n: this is a self indulgent post bc I have a headcanon that most of the cast are into hardcore/ punk/metal~

EXCUSE THE HORRIBLE FORMAT BUT TY FOR READING/ LEAVING A LIKE

•the one who’s always in the mosh pits, has no issue starting them and also likes to crowd kill if they feel like it

BAJI, Nahoya, Hanma, wakasa, shion, mikey, sanzu (loves crowd killing) izana, kazutora, Rindou, senju, taiju

•the one who helps people that fall inside the pit, also helps short people crowd surf/ stage dive!! They make it a fun/ free space for yall

BAJI, chifuyu, shinichiro, draken, mikey, mitsuya

•always leave the show with a bloody nose & or bruises >:)

BAJI, nahoya, shion, hanma, sanzu, rindou, mikey, taiju

•got pushed into the pit and now has suffered the consequences of it & tries to mosh their way out of it but kinda gets into it

Kisaki, inui, draken, wakasa, mitsuya, rindou

•dies in the pit

Shinichiro, hakkai, takemichi, koko

•is far away from the pit area and is just swaying to the music or head banging slightly or even mouthing the words to the song

Kisaki, wakasa (depends on his mood) benkei, ran, souya, takemichi, inui, koko, hakkai,

IS A TWO STEPPER:

BAJI, kazutora, hanma, nahoya, senju, sanzu, benkei

•Doesn’t know how to two step but will attempt it bc the music is hittin

Chifuyu, hakkai, takemichi, shinichiro, kisaki

•The type to go to shows by themselves bc they end up befriending people or the band members there by the end of it

Baji, benkei, kazutora, hanma , senju

•Only goes to shows if invited by someone

Inui, izana, mikey, souya, hakkai,

•Type to buy merch every show they attend

CHIFUYU, hakkai, mitsuya, mikey, wakasa,

•Is that mf that always ends up being in the post-show pics the band members upload

Baji, hanma, draken (unintentionally LOL) nahoya,

#tokyo manji gang #hanma x reader #chifuyu x reader #shinichiro x reader #baji x reader #ran x reader #draken x reader #mikey x reader #rindou x reader #mitsuya x reader #tokyo revengers imagines #nahoya x reader #souya x reader #senju x you #hakkai shiba #wakasa x reader #kisaki x reader

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rozcdust · 1 year

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Angel of small death

masterlist

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#tokyorev #tokyo revengers #senju x y/n #senju x you #senju x reader #senju akashi #senju kawagari #bonten #bonten x reader #rindou haitani #ran haitani #sanzu haruchiyo #kakucho hitto #kokonoi hajime #mikey sano

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zanashair · 1 year

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[senju, haruchiyo, & y/n having a podcast] (ib trash taste episode #130)

senju: ok, but like, i have a question

haruchiyo: what is it, i swear to god if it's something dumb

senju: so like... allergies.

y/n, interested: alright, go on

senju: why are we allergic to things? why does that happened? do we know?

haruchiyo: you mean why allergies happened?

senju: yeah, why do you just become allergies to shit?

y/n, with no hesitation: skill issue.

haruchiyo: *fucking dies from laughter*

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers incorrect quotes #sanzu haruchiyo #sanzu akashi #sanzu haruchiyo x y/n #sanzu x reader #sanzu x y/n #sanzu haruchiyo x you #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #haruchiyo x y/n #haruchiyo x reader #senju kawaragi #senju x you #senju x reader

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kazuwhora · 2 years

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TONGUE TIED — K. SENJU

cw. fem!reader, dom!reader, use of the word dumb, use of pet names pretty, princess, and baby, overstimulation, cunnilingus, fingering, dumbification, squirting

wc. 1.662

an. this is my first submission for my pride collab!! in honour of lesbian visibility week, your resident tumblr lesbian would like to present subby senju <3 enjoy!

“please I—” senju’s breath hitches as your lips graze her neck, admiring the goosebumps that freckle her skin as you smile into her warmth.

she tastes sweet— like leftover perfume and honey, with the soft hint of fresh laundry that lingers on her clothes. you can’t help but trail your fingers up her waist— the satisfaction of knowing that your drag of your fingers alone is enough to make her press her thighs together and her head dips to her chest in shame. she shouldn’t be this easy. she shouldn’t let you get under her skin like this, left to crumble in pieces as your fingers slip under the thin fabric of her shirt, but something about the way your touch and the way you tease her leaves her helpless— just begging to catch her breath.

“what’s wrong pretty?” you mock, jutting your bottom lip out against her neck just enough for her to feel the jest in your voice. “you want more huh?”

senju knows she could move— that she could easily overpower you in one little twist of her body— and yet the way your stature traps her against the wall with your hands slipping past every hem of fabric she wears somehow eases her into your comfort, surrendering her power to you just for now.

she only manages to suck her breath in, waiting and waiting for you to slip a hand between her thigh and give her what she wants. but senju knows better than that. she knows better than to trust her desire for satisfaction in your hands, and yet every time she makes the same mistake. like she wants it.

your voice hums against her skin and senju shrugs her shoulder as if to shake you away— but you only smile as your fingers crawl down her body until your hand has her cunt cupped in your grip. the heat of her arousal bleeds through her clothes— it’s painfully obvious what she wants, but senju has never been one for words. it’s a skill she was learning to master with your guidance alone.

“already so wet for me, pretty” you whisper, and senju whimpers as your teeth trap her skin between them. her thighs press together tighter now— pushing your fingers together just enough for them to rub against her clit as she mewls. “you want more?”

her frantic nods make strands of messy blonde hair she had pinned back fall in front of her face— the shade her eyes as she bites her bottom lip with frustration.

“that’s not enough baby, you know that”

senju whimpers as you pepper tiny kisses up her neck, all the way till you reach her lips where your thumb presses down on the swollen spot she had bitten down on.

“c’mon, you can do it” you whisper, watching with an expectant smirk as she shies away from your gaze and shifts under your touch. “say you want more”

“I—” she stutters, holding words in her throat as her face flushes pink.

“you?” you tease, hovering your lips over hers with your thumb still pressed to her bottom lip.

“I want… more… please….” senju’s words are skewed as she speaks— your thumb catches the syllables just enough for her to sound pathetic and dumb, just like you want her.

“hmmmm” you smirk, letting your thumb trail down her body instead as she swallows the knot of anticipation in her throat. “good enough for me”

senju barely has time to process your words before you’ve got her from where you trapped her against the wall, to the edge of the bed. the carpet burns your knees as you pry her legs apart and nestle your head between them. her skirt is flipped up, exposing her soaked panties for you to see and she’s grabbing at the sheets to hide the shameful display of her arousal. she only stops when your fingers wrap around her tiny wrists— if you didn’t know any better you’d think she would break.

“not so fast princess” you click your tongue with the shake of your head between her thighs and shoo her hands away. “you’re gonna be good for me, m’kay?”

she nods with your direction— she can’t disobey when you’re staring back at her with an eyebrow raised, especially when the pleasure she so desperately craves lies completely in your control. but you smile when her legs relax just enough for you to pull her closer, letting her feet wrap around your neck as your nose presses against her clothed cunt.

“thats it” you coo, tasting the slick that stains her panties as she whines. “good girl— you keep like this, got it?”

another nod is all senju can manage. she wants to hide her face behind a pillow— to shy away from you as your fingers pull away the soaked cotton fabric leaving her more and more exposed to your filthy desires. you can’t help but slip a finger past her folds, soaking yourself in the way she gasps at the sensation. she looks so cute staring back at you with eyes that nearly beg for more. and so you give— you’ve always been a giver, eager to watch her face contort the more you stretch out her tight cunt.

“fuck” you groan, voice vibrating against her clit. “so tight baby, you need me to stretch you out nice ‘n good yeah?” before she can nod again, you shake your head and smirk. “nuh uh— use your words pretty girl”

it’s embarrassing— senju feels like she could disappear if not for the way your fingers make her body tingle. heat pools at her core and spreads across her skin the more you tease with your tongue. she wants to hide under the blankets and shimmy away but the rush of your motions is too much. instead she only whimpers, letting broken moans flood the room as you finally close your lips around her clit.

you know her body better than she knows it herself. all the things that make her tick, all the little spots inside her walls that make her stutter and shake. your fingers curl upwards, pressing on her sweet spot as she chokes on her moans the more her head starts to spin.

senju’s eyes roll back in her head each time your tongue swirls around her puffy clit, sucking and slurping at a relentless pace that she isn’t sure she can handle much longer. she’s ashamed of her sensitivity— ashamed of how little it takes to push her over the edge with how much she can take from anyone but you. she wants to keep you between her legs as long as it takes for your satisfaction, but senju knows it wouldn’t matter anyway. what you want, you get— and the stutters of her hips or the desperate sobs that make her fists grasp at your hair is only the beginning.

“I—” she stutters, again. it seems like the only word she can form now as her head lolls back with pleasure. each flick of your tongue pushes her closer and closer, making her head fill with pleasure as your fingers stretch her cunt and collect the slick that pools in your palm. her whimpers and whines climb in pitch with every step closer to her high until the swirls of your tongue around her clit push her off the edge and into a pool of bliss that washes her body and coats her moans with ecstasy.

but your tongue doesn’t stop.

senju tastes too sweet to pass up so fast, even as she writhes under your hold and pushes you away with her feet. your tongue doesn’t stop.

“I can’t I— it’s too much— ngh!”

the more she squirms, the faster your tongue moves, flicking her swollen clit like torture as tears prick her eyes.

“not done” you mutter, too enthralled with the taste of her pleasure on your tongue as her juices coat your chin. “not done yet” you repeat, holding her legs apart as she cries.

senju knows her pleads for you to stop only serve as fuel for you to continue— she knows the way she writhes and wrestles in your grasp only keeps you between her legs, and yet she can’t seem to stop. she wants it so bad— to let you push her to the brink of tears that drip down her cheeks and soak the ends of her hair stuck to her face. her cries grow weaker and weaker, turning to sobs mixed with stuttered moans as your tongue presses flat against her cunt.

“that’s it baby” you coax, lapping slow strokes as her legs begin to tremble. “gimme one more, m’kay? you can do it princess just gimme one more”

senju nods, pressing her lips together as she grips the sheets beside her until her knuckles turn white. your fingers have her puffy folds spread enough for your lips to wrap around her desperate, swollen clit one last time, letting your tongue kitten lick her bud as you suck and tug at her nerves. she can barely contain herself— legs shaking and squeezing your head between them as her body falls back against the mattress. it’s not till your fingers slip back inside her needy cunt that she gasps, almost lost for a sound as her cunt convulses around you. she’s never felt this before— tears leak from her eyes as her cum sprays across your chin and all the way to your chest. you’re soaked in her arousal, nearly drunk on satisfaction of watching her body pant and struggle to breathe.

“fuck baby” you speak through your own breaths, gathering her juices on your fingers for her to taste. “you did so good for me”

senju only mewls, eyes fucked out and dumb as you paint her lips with her cum.

“such a good girl for me” you hum, stroking her hair as she nestles herself into your chest for comfort.

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ahmanjiro · 2 years

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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 | 𝐡. 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

You and Haruchiyo made promises that day. Not even death could separate the two of you.

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Mention of D*ath, +18 (nsfw)

Warnings: Bl**d, drugs, smut, self harm, k*lling.

Fem!Reader

1317 words.

Chapter Song: P!atd - I Write Sins Not Tragedies

CHAPTER 1

"Oh, how cool!" little girl said, showing the manga in her hand. Y/N quickly grabbed manga from her hand and was dazzled as she saw the drawings on the page.

"Wow! How strong they are. I want to beat men like that too!" she said excitedly.

You nodded in disapproval. "Senju, you can't beat people out of the blue."

"Why? I'm so strong!"

"It's ridiculous to even ask why. It's a crime to hurt people out of the blue."

"If they mess with me, I'll punch them. I won't let them mess with you either Y/N. You're my friend!"

You smiled at your friend, even though you was angry at her ridiculous thoughts right now. "I'll protect you too, Senju. You're my best friend too!"

In return, she laughed too. "Of course it is. By the way, we need to borrow this manga from Mikey. I really like it."

"Hmm." You said thoughtfully. "I don't know if Manjiro will let us. But we're friends after all."

"At the end of the day, it's a stupid manga. It's not worth much." Said Senju and used his hand as a fan when her face felt hot. But what came to her mind made her face turn red with guilt.

"Is it hot, Senju?" you asked.

Senju felt herself tense, "I don't know, I think weather it's so hot." She said and tried to hide her blushing face.

Y/N said, "Did you do something?" Senju averted her eyes from you.

"No-"

"You sure did something, Senju. You can tell me, I won't tell anyone."

Senju looked at her friend. The honesty in her eyes encouraged her, but she couldn't be sure. What if Y/N got mad at her for doing this to?

"No big deal-"

"Senju, it's important now that you're so tense."

"Promise you won't tell anyone Y/N." She approached you. "It will stay between us."

You nodded. "I promise."

She didn't know how to say it. The words mingled in her mind as she tried to regulate her breathing. She didn't want her friend to blame her.

What would have happened if she hadn't said it anyway?

After all, how big can an ordinary lie get?

She had just opened her mouth to tell a different lie when the shouts distracted both of them and you two ran outside.

"Hey! Cut it out!" yelled Keisuke.

Senju immediately opened the sliding door and what she saw made both of you freeze.

Haruchiyo on his knees on the floor with his mouth torn and his face bloodied.

Keisuke was pushed to the ground.

And Mikey, standing in front of Haruchiyo, his hand covered in blood.

Y/N said, "Haru?" in shocked. While you was trying to walk towards the boy on the wooden floor, your friend grabbed you by the arm.

Haruchiyo was like this because of her. At least she should have protected her friend.

Senju gripped your arm tighter so you wouldn't go.

The dazed Manjiro didn't look at either of them, but only focused on Sanzu on the ground.

"Smile, Haruchiyo." He said in a menacing and frightening voice. Even though Mikey's just a kid, Senju and Y/N couldn't help but shiver.

Sanzu, who was covered in blood, could not laugh. He couldn't laugh because of the pain, the fear, or the damn confusion he felt.

"Mikey, please don't." Y/N said shakily. The blood frightened all three of them. But what scared the four of them the most was their friend Mikey.

"Smile." said Mikey again. The pupils of the eyes, which had lost their meaning, seemed to have lost their color.

Haruchiyo raised his hands from where he had collapsed. He tried to smile shakily as he put his knees in his hands.

When he finally stood up properly, he had a smile on his face. But it was not a smile devoid of happiness.

Mikey just stared at him for a few more seconds, then picking up her broken plane on the ground vanished without looking at all three of them.

Y/N, "Haru!" she said, breaking free of Senju's grasp and running towards her friend. All three of them were still frightened as Keisuke, Senju, and Y/N looked at the still laughing boy in shock.

"I'll get napkins and water!" Said Keisuke as he hurried inside.

Senju said "I'll bring towel, too." in a low voice when she dont look at his brother. He couldn't look at his bloody face as guilt was eating him away.

On the way to the bathroom, she imagined Mikey making her mouth bleed that way, too.

"W-why did he do it? How c-could he do something like that?" Y/N said while looking at the still smiling Sanzu.

"You don't have to laugh, Haru. Mikey's gone, you don't have to laugh." Despite what you said, the boy was still laughing.

You pulled out the blue handkerchief your mother had given you from your pocket and awkwardly tried to wipe the blood off the child's hands.

It still didn't make sense. Whether you were 12, 20 or 40 years old, for some reason you would never have thought of doing this.

Especially to Haruchiyo.

"Don't laugh, Haru. You'll be hurt more if you do that." You said and threw the bloody handkerchief on the ground.

"After I clean you up, we can go to the doctor-"

"I don't want." Said the boy, and a groan came out of his mouth. He didn't realize that he had stopped smiling.

"Well." You cupped his cheeks lightly with both hands.

"Don't say a word to Mikey." said Sanzu, remembering that you had told him to stop.

"Why?"

"He can make your mouth too like that-"

"No he can't, nobody deserves something like that. I'll tell Mikey that too. How dare he do something like that to your friend-"

"Y/N. I'm laughing. It doesn't hurt."

"Don't lie, Haru. Don't lie to me. How can someone not get hurt in this situation?" You did, but you couldn't articulate what Mikey did.

Mikey and Haruchiyo were friends. Which friend would do this to another, without pity.

"Still, let's clean your face, Haruchiyo." You actually smiled the opposite of the smile the boy had just made at Mikey's word.

Haruchiyo gave you a tearful smile in response. He couldn't really smile like you, but they both seemed to know that it was more realistic than before.

"I won't let anyone do anything to you again, Haruchiyo." You said seriously.

"I promise you. I give Y/N and Haru's promise. No one will touch you." You said and placed a sincere kiss on the boy's bloody lips without feeling disgust.

You didn't care if his own lips were also covered in blood.

"M-me too." said Haruchiyo, looking at your blood-stained lips.

While his own blood was on your lips, a few drops of tears rolled down his cheeks.

"How so?"

"I'll protect you too. No one will touch you." When he said that, Y/N smiled again and Haruchiyo came closer to you and gave you a kiss on the lips with his own trembling lips.

"Then that was also a promise." You said and hugged him, ignoring the blood on him.

"I won't let you be alone." He said and wrapped his arms around your neck. Bloody hands gripped your waist as you hugged him tighter.

"Let not even death separate you from me Y/N."

"Then don't let it, Haruchiyo."

'All three of them changed because of me that day.'

'Even though Y/N is still my best friend, the event that changed her was actually something different than that. '

'A person's first murder and the reason for that murder can sometimes be both frightening and sad.'

Hi guys! This is my first story on Tumblr! I hope everyone who reads it enjoys reading it. If you like it, don't forget to fill the heart with love and follow me!

And I'm a foreigner, sorry in advance for my typos!

Bye 💗

I found it from @kurowoh 's Pinterest.

So pretty 🌸

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buccini555 · 2 years

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𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

♡‧ 𝑺𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 ♡‧

→ She is extraordinarily sweet and loyal.

→ Senju does everything to protect you.

→ You usually go shopping together on a weekly basis.

→ She doesn't feel jealous of you because she has complete trust in you.

→ When you are sad, she sends you cute notes.

→ She's always hugging you when you're together.

→ With all the certainty in the world, she'd never let anyone hurt you.

→ She always praises your smile.

→ Sometimes you go to the cinema together.

→ She loves you very much and puts you at the top of her life.

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charliesgoodboy · 2 years

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Hi, I have an idea

Mikey hires an assistant and the rest of Bonten keeps hitting on her but she's a lesbian and Mikey won't tell them because he wants amusement and they find out she's gay because Senju comes to pick her up and they kiss

Your...gay!?!?

Ig a Senju x Fem!reader?? Other than that its just bonten being dumb asf.

Uh male readers yall is good to read this shit cause its not rlly directed towards senju and fem reader, it's just bonten being dumb, because I lead a male reader blog my dudes👌🏾

Edit idea by @gaybitchfx 👇🏾

"This is F/n, she will be our new assisstant, so if you need anything, just ask her and dont bother me." Mikey introduces you to the rest of the gang.

"Everyone introduce yourselves."

"Hajime Koknoi, but you can just call me koko darling."

"Haitani Rindou, but just Rin is fine."

"Haitani Ran."

"Haruchiyo Sanzu, just call me Sanzu." He comes up to you, and kisses the back of your hand.

"*ahem*Drug addict." Koko corrects.

"Shut yo bitch ass up coconut."

"Kakucho Hitto."

"Well um...nice to meet you guys..." You slide your hand away a bit from Sanzu.

"Well I'm L/n, F/n ofcourse and I look foward to getting to know yall." You bow.

You and Mikey had been friends for quite some time and he's been there for you ever since you came out, and is always supportive.

But that was something he would never tell people for his own enertainment.

Everytime some guy would hit on you, you would become friends with them and you would always think Mikey told them you were a lesbian.

But ofcourse not.

They would ask you out and Mikey would be laughing his ass off in the end.

Because not only were you gay, but you had a girlfriend, none other then Senju the leader of Brahaman(did I spell that right??)

Then that friendship would be no more, because either they were homophobic, or are just to embarresed to talk to you anymore.

He hasn't done that in some time but today might be the day he will.

"Woah, she's hot." Sanzu whispered slightly.

"Damn she got a nice body..." Koko muttered.

"Imma check if my bedroom has room for two one sec." Ran says running to his room.

"Mother fucker...AY RAN BACK THE FUCK OFF!!" Rindou said running after his older brother.

"Girls hotter than the hottest." Kakucho muttered.

You look over to Mikey who was so close to laughing his ass off but no, he can't laugh yet this is only the beginning.

"Is this...normal??" You question.

"Huh?? Oh yea totallyyy yea." Mikey told an obvious lie and you just nodded somehow believing him anyway.

"Alright then anything I gotta do right now??" You ask.

"Welll lets see, could you get me some-"

"Dorayaki. Got it." You say walking away to grab your Keys and head to the store.

"Damn she know me so well." Mikey sighs.

"I wonder what flavour of paste will be inside..." Mikey sat there day-dreaming about his dorayaki till he felt a nudge on his arm.

"Huh?? Oh, Kakucho. What." He says sounding disappointed that his daydream was over.

"Boss, where did you find that assistant of yours??" He asks.

"Oh, me and F/n go way back we met about a year before I met Ken-chin." He redponds, obviously knowing what question will be asked.

"Boss...I apologize for this...but is she taken??" Kakucho asked eager for him to say no ofcourse.

"Oh noooo, she's singglleee whyyy???" He swoons.

Kakuchos face goes red soon enough. "Oh, um no reason, bye boss!" And just like that he's disappered.

"Now back to my Dorayaki...ah yes...strawberry, or chocolate paste??"

"MIKEY, I GOT YOUR DORAYAKI!!" You yell making Mikey run to you in his dollar store flip-flops.

"What flavour??" He asks demanding.

"Oh they only had chocolate so-"

"Perfect." He says snatching the dorayaki from your hand and walking away.

"Rude bastard, didn't even fucking say thank you." You mutter before you feel your phone buzz in your pocket.

"Yello?? Ah! Senju!"

"Hey dear I was wondering if you wanted f/f(favorite food) for dinner??" She asked.

"Oh yes! I would love some thank you!" You say mouth already watering from imagining the taste.

"OK good cause I already got the ingredientes and I'm already cooking them." She says making you snap out, having a confused look on your face.

"Then why did you ask-"

"K love you bye!" And she hangs up. "Damn, everyone so fuckin' rude today." You roll your eyes, about to walk away till you felt someone tap your shoulder.

"Huh? Oh, whats up Koko??" Looking up at the white haired male as he smiles.

"Nothing much really...I was just wondering if i could have your number??" He asks.

"Uh, why??" You say being totally oblivious.

"W-why?? I-I u-um cause since your an assistant I figured I'll need your number ya know??" He says telling a half-truth.

"Oh...well sure?? Here gimmie your phone." You say making grabby hands.

'Omg this is fucking adorableeee!!' Koko thought as he handed you his phone, watching you put in the number.

"Alright, here you go, it's in." And you hand him back his phone, and walk away.

"I'm never ever washing this phone screen...ever." He says hugging his phone like a psycho.

"F/nnnnnn!" You turn around to see Sanzu beside you making you jump a little in suprise.

"O-oh hey San..zu?? What is this for??" Once you turned to him you saw a huge boque of flowers in front of you.

"Just a welcome gift is all." And a wide smile appears across his face.

You look at him then the flowers.

"Well, thank you, I guess?? I'll put these in something with water." You hesitantly grab the flowers.

"No problem baby girl~" And he ships away like a child.

"Did he just call me- ok whatever I just cant wait till Senju picks me up..." You sigh already wanting to go home.

"Gosh I don't even know where to set these- oh! Hey Rin!" You bump into Rin by suprise.

"Hey, F/n, here." He gives you a box of your f/s(fav snack) which weirdly your not weirded out by I mean it's your f/s...but howd he know??

Eh.whatever. food is food.

"Well thank you.." You walk away slowly, again bumping into someone once again.

Almost falling you feel someone grab your waist looking up to see that its Ran.

"Oh hey Ran-" but being cut off once again you see a ring in your face.

"Eh?"

"For you ofcourse." Again you slowly take the gift walking away already having about three of them in your hand.

"God MIKEY!"

"WHADYA WANT!?!? AND ITS BOSS TO YOU IDIOT!!" He yells back.

"OK SHUT IT! AND WHAT THE HELL DO I DO WITH THESE!! SENJU MIGHT BE PICKING ME UP IN A WHILE!!"

"Bitch yell at me again and just put them on that couch or something." He said pointing to the couch to his left.

"Gosh I can't with-"

"F/N!" You roll your eyes.

"Who is it this time- OH SENJU HEY!!" You run up up her embracing her into a hug and giving her a kiss on the lips.

"Hey baby, the food finished earlier than I thought and-"

"WHAT."

"THE."

"ABSOLUTE."

"FUCKING."

"BITCH."

You look over to see Kaku, Koko, Rin, Ran, and Sanzu with wide mouths.

"Huh?? What is it guys? Oh...MIKEY YOU BASTARD!!"

But you already see the white haired male rolling on the floor laughing and holding his stomach.

"Y-YOU FUCKING IDIOTS- BWAHAHAHAHAHA-!!! DUMBASS BITCHESS!!!!HAHAHAHAH"

"Mikey it aint that funny-"

"BAHAHAHAHAHA DUMBASSESS!! SHES A LESBIAN!! HAHAHAHHA STUPID!!" He laughs and laughs pointing at them as well.

"Wait...YOUR DATING MY SIS-" But Sanzu done did passed out.

"AND THE DRUG ADDICT PASSED OUT HA!"

"All my dreams...gone..." Kakucho mutters looking down at his hands in sadness.

Rin and Ran still in shock while Koko was fucking crying.

"AND THE COCONUT CRYING!!!"

"Mikey shut up." Senju says throwing her shoe at him.

"Gosh lemme get all these gifts- and your shoe, so I can go eat, I'm fucking starving..." you sigh getting your things and Senju's shoe.

"Ah, sorry for not telling you guys, hehe thought this bastard of a friend told you my bad." You chuckle.

"No more marrige..."

"Well played..."

"FUCK!"

"MY."

"LIFE."

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Srry if this is rushed asf I'm just tired srry🥲

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yeosatinyngz · 1 year

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hi! >u< hru? ♡ for the 1yr event, can i pls req senju akashi + prompt three (reader says it)? no pressure and take as long as u need. <3

Hi! I’m pretty good, hope it’s the same for you ♡ This is my first time writing for Senju so I hope I did an alright job and thank you for the reassurance! <3

#3: “It’s alright to feel broken every once and a while. And it’s alright to take time to heal.”

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It was one of those days where the past comes back to haunt Senju. All of these years she felt guilty that her bliss ignorance in her childhood caused Haruchiyo many pain. She woke up full of sweat from a nightmare of Sanzu blaming all his pain on her. She broke out in tears and reached for her phone to call you.

It was 4AM when you got a call from someone, it’s a bit unusual to be receiving a phone call at this time but you checked the caller ID to see that it was Senju that was calling you. Seeing so, you quickly picked up the call and was greeted by her trying to speak through her cries. Alarmed, you quickly asked her, “What’s wrong Senju?”

It took her a while to stop crying and she managed to sniffle out, “I’ve been having nightmares about Haru Nii. It hurts me so much when I remember what I did to him.” “It’s alright to feel broken every once and a while. And it’s alright to take time to heal.” “No you don’t get it Y/N, I’ll never heal from this.” “Senju, listen to me. This will keep haunting you unless you go and apologize to him. Please promise me that you’ll do that.” “But- I’m scared to face him. How can I even show my face to him?”

“It’s not a matter of how, it’s a matter of doing what’s right.” She deeply sighed, “You’re right…but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m scared of going to see him.” “I can come along with you if that helps.” “You would do that for me?” She almost bursted out in tears again. “Of course, it’s time to put an end to these nightmares.” She sniffled some more, “Thank you Y/N” She says while finally being able to wipe away the tears on her face.

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risuola · 13 days

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VI — WHAT IF...? — F. READER x TOBIRAMA SENJU

Tobirama never wanted children and not one of you ever brought the topic up, but now, as you grow more and more intimate and comfortable with each other you wonder, what if...?

cw: smut, reader discretion is advised — 2,1k words

a/n: i need to tell you guys that i'm so incredibely grateful for the positive feedback i got from you readers! i know that Tobirama isn't the most popular character in Naruto and i chose him to make this series about (because I love him, that's why) and it makes me so happy that you enjoy his little persona too! ❥ also, i'm very sorry for posting so rarely for this series, i was stuck in where to take the story now.

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“God, I’m so damn busy.”

Tobirama’s low, deep voice rumbled against your skin as he kept latching his lips along the edges of you. You let your nails gently run across the pale flesh of his sides, your hands long gone underneath the dark ink-blue fabric of his blouse, yearning for the warmth of a man that has your heart in a tight grip for way longer than you’d ever suspect. The marks he was leaving at his wake matched the color to the ones you were painting on his back and you couldn’t help but grin with satisfaction when he hissed near your ear. The stinging sensation of your scratches fueled his fire even more and only seconds passed before your pants were pushed down and underwear got ripped into pieces. The heat of your core now exposed to his whims, starved tremendously for any touch of his, and you whimper – the sound nearly pathetic, as he moved his fingers along your dripping slit, spreading the slick and making their way around the pulsating bud.

“My love,” you breathed again, leaning your head against his peck, inhaling the subtle, fresh scent that always stuck to his body. A mixture of tangerine and pepper, a hint of sandal wood hovering above the soft undertone of morning dew and rain. “My god, I missed you.” You spoke, but what was leaving your mouth was incoherent, it was airy and broken; stuttered between the expert circles Tobirama was massaging right into your nervous system.

“I missed you too,” he replied, quiet against the crown of your head, taking in your aura and impatiently moving his fingers a little bit further, making them slip right into you. One by one, he was focused on stretching you out, the tight ring of muscles clenching around his digits as he moved them back and forth.

“Tobi, please–“ you whined, gripping onto his sides with enough force to ground yourself.

“You think you are ready for me?”

“I do, please,” there was no hint of uncertainty when you begged for him to fuck you. Right there, on his desk, in his office in the hokage tower. There was no worry in you, no thought about his brother few doors further down the hall, no nothing that could convince you that it wasn’t the best idea and it seemed your husband has just as little concerns because it didn’t take him long to be inside you.

A low, gravelly groan escaped his throat, vibrating against your lips that glued to his throat marked their way across the sensitive skin over his Adam’s apple. It’s been too long since he felt you that close, it’s been too long since he was able to just lose himself in you, be vulnerable in the loving embrace of your body, be the person he never got to be publicly and instead of thinking and analyzing, just letting himself feel. And then, he was sure, that if ever he wished to feel anything, it was you he wanted to experience. It was you since the day he saw you for the first time, led by a servant in your family palace, blinded and obedient but bearing a beauty that tainted his thoughts perpetually.

Tobirama will always remember the feeling of your body – the soft curve of your shoulder he kept his hand on to lead you out of your village, the gentle brush of his fingers against your cheekbones when he took the blindfold off your face, revealing the eyes in which he got lost with no return. You were nothing more than a girl he just met back then, a wife-to-be but someone unknown and yet, his heart knew on the spot that things will change. And they did, he knew it’ll happen, but he wouldn’t dare to wish his life to turn out so dramatically different to what he predicted. Love was a feeling as foreign as fear to his heart. A heart he thought was frozen and nothing more than a dot in the constellation of organs that kept him alive. The beat in his chest has never had any more meaning than to keep his body going and the very same beat now goes crazy, rumbling against his ribs whenever he sees you. Tobirama knew his life will change, the very moment his head was filled with terror and uneasiness when Hashirama passed him the decision regarding the arrangement. He knew about all the shifts in his day to day life he will simply have to commit to and yet, the most vibrant of his dreams, the most brave and perverse could have never created what he had now. You.

You, on the desk he’s used to work at. You, with your plush thighs wrapped around his waist, your hands gripping onto him for just a fraction of support, panting out moans, so light and breathy, against his lips, quietly escaping only for his ears to hear. With your core clenching, aching to accommodate him whole and yet, greedy enough to take everything, to want more. Senju would never imagine he will be blessed enough to hear his name spoken with so much love he could actually feel it seeping through the sound of it.

You kept squeezing him and he kept losing his mind over every twitch your walls did around him. You were a work of art, he thought as his eyes followed the lines of your body. An arch of your back now prominent, and the only thing that kept you from falling flat onto the desk was a pair of his hands, strongly holding your waist to himself. Your eyes were absent, your mind long gone into the realm of pleasure and yet, your fingers stayed on his biceps, squeezing the flesh and wandering, hungry to have more of him.

“Tobi–“ you breathed out, the name just barely sliding on top of the air you were panting out and you pulled yourself closer to him. Your palms now found their way to his back, stretching the fabric of his blouse to feel the skin underneath it and you leaned into him, as he leaned into you. Your foreheads touched, noses squeezed together as the final moves of his hips brought both of you over the edge. Your breaths mingled together, a soft, broken sounds made for a cacophony of love you just shared and you shut your eyes to just feel him fully.

“Welcome back home,” your husband whispered finally, kissing your lips shortly after your smile acknowledged his words. The gesture was soft, languid and though you knew it was carrying much more than just concluding the sex. There was love that it carried, emotions unraveling with each movement of his mouth against yours and you felt the warmth spreading all over your body.

“I missed you too,” you replied, softly and quietly, slowly breaking the kiss off but not shying away from marking the line of his jawline with few more wet spots. “Let’s get cleaned, shall we?”

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Watching Tobirama fight was one of your favorite things to do ever since you got to marry him. It amazed you every time you had a chance to witness his training and your husband never failed to take your breath away with how skilled and precise his movements are, how much control he has over nature releases and how well he wields the sword. Of course, the moment he offered you to join him while he trained with Kagami, you said yes without a second thought.

The boy from the clan of fire has become a part of your family in a way. Ever since you gave him a hand, helped him go through the traumatic events that happened with his biological parents, you kept an eye on him. With regular visits at his new home, you got to know his new parents – lovely people – and you really attached yourself to the little kid. He was growing so fast, warming your heart and soul as you watched the smile on his face and pinched his cheeks every time you had a chance, because soon he’ll be too big for you to do so any longer (you’ll try anyway). Kagami was a constant guest at your house, spreading his warm aura across the place where you and your husband live and making you smile every time you saw him, because the few days you got to take a close care of him were the sweetest memories you held onto. You’ll never forget the way he clung onto you, with trust and a kind of love that a child gives an adult that it feels safe with.

Tobirama grew to love the boy rather quickly – though he was reluctant to admit how fast it happened, but you knew he felt the intense need of care in just few days of little Uchiha in his life. Now it wasn’t a secret anymore – your husband openly treated the kid as if it was his own and even though he strongly believed that kids shouldn’t be exposed to war and violence, he was very supportive when it came to trainings. Even on the busiest days of his schedule, he always found a moment or two to spare for the cheerful child that came to visit the hokage tower every time he was around.

“Tired already?” Senju asked, watching the brunette gathering up from the green grass on one of the meadows that were more of a training field than a piece of greenery. An open space so big in comparison to the almost eight-year-old tiny human and yet he bravely raised up to his little feet, clenching his fingers around the handle of his kunai.

“No!” He called out, panted and a small smile tugged on your husband’s lips as he got into his stance yet again. It was a spectacle of trust and power and you admired your man for being able to perfectly calculate how much strength he can put into every move of his body to make the little one hustle just enough.

You, as you sat on the side, resting on the soft blanket and surrounded by homemade food you prepared to feed both boys after they’re done and some bandages and first aid supplies that you knew will be needed to tend scrapes and cuts that Kagami will most likely be covered in after the session. All those little, harmless wounds you’ll later kiss and wrap around, tickling the child and basking in the sweet sound of his giggles muffled by the pieces of rice and meat you’ll give him.

You smiled, then sighed, feeling a sentiment washing over you. A slight tension made your muscles twitch and soon you found yourself pressing a hand onto your belly. You wished to have children, not always – but now, as you found love in the village that confidently you call your cherished home, more and more often you catch yourself thinking.

Tobirama didn’t want any offspring, at least that’s what he told you few days after the wedding – as he was explaining to you the mechanisms of the arrangement and briefing you through his visions of the future between you and him, he mentioned that his brother will secure the bloodline, therefore he has no wish to have kids himself. It’s something you agreed on, then slightly intimidated by his cold and calm persona, but three years had passed since you and him got bonded by knot of matrimony and as you think of it, none of his predictions came to life.

Sometimes you chuckled mentally, knowing how far off is what you have now to what he told you he think will happen. It was meant to be loveless, it was meant to be dry and distant. He told you that he’s sorry for the future you were given to, that he’s not going to love you just like you deserve but then, he did just that. He swore he’s cold, that his heart isn’t capable of sharing feelings as romantic as love but Tobirama loves, and he loves hot. Every kiss and stolen touch with him burns right into your soul, warms you from the inside, makes you happy and cherished, and you knew, deep inside of your heart, that his mind changed long time ago. You knew, deep down, that he’s content with what you built together, that he’s happier than he ever would be if your marriage turned out as he thought it will.

And so, you wondered if his will to have children changed as well? You never talked about it with him, never asked and he didn’t as well. Lost in the constant rush of his busy schedule, from meeting to meeting and from fight to fight, Tobirama stayed quiet about the issue and you, now leading the anbu, never had guts to bring it up either. But now, as you sat there, basking in the warm rays of the summer sun, you wondered what if…?

» NEXT PART SOON

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seraphdreams · 8 months

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allowing senju to fuck you with her strap for the first time has got to be one of your most “creative” ideas to date.

despite her puppy-like personality, senju found herself more suited to do all the work — it’s true she has the stamina so why not let her take over? you’re resting in her lap on her bed as she configures the strap to her pelvis. a thick, ribbed silicone model of a cock, colored deep purple and almost as big as your whole torso. you’re practically drooling at the sight once she finally gets situated.

“wanna ride it?” she queries, her emerald orbs locked on you in all enamored fashion. the twinkle in her eyes signaled to you that there was truly only one answer to that question. “mhm, i’ll ride.” you hover yourself over her lap, teasing your clenching cunt by inching the tip in and out diligently until your confidence was built enough to finally take all of her.

you’re a slow rider, taking your time to adjust to the foreign feeling inside of you and attempting to muster up a steady rhythm. senju’s a girl who can get quite bored, quite easily. it really shouldn’t come as much of a surprise when she flips you onto your back, spreading your legs wide to have a field day fucking into your little hole.

she starts off moderately, then you watch as her pace increases — she’s fucking you hard and fast with no remorse as to how you’re being ruined.

she’s just like her brother in a way. all carried away in an instant because giving you pleasure is just so fun! she can’t help herself when you’ve been cumming so hard for her, not to mention how pretty you look.

she could do it all night.

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eggtartz · 1 year

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Happy New Year!!! how are the parties going??? (if you celebrate, of course) hope everything is going well!

could request senju akashi married to a reader (fem) who wants to have a baby or adopt one 🥹🥹

a/n : the only party im going is a sleeping party.. lmao this is a cute one anon, thankyou for requesting 🫶🏻

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senju and you have known each other for a long time now, the two of you meeting when she firstly formed brahman. she saw you as a strong person just like his brother so she had favoured you a lot. after all, you two were the only girls in the gang. however, one day senju received bad news about your wellbeing that you entered the hospital for some reasons.

concerned, senju went to see you to find you in the mother's ward and saw you cradle a baby in your arms "y/n?"

turns out you were seven months pregnant with your ex's child but when he was informed about the baby growing inside you, he left town. lucky for you, the brahman coat was big enough to cover your baby bump so none of the members seem to noticed it. well, not until now. senju sat with you and looked at baby with awe. she always wanted a little sibling granted how she's the youngest. "you wanna hold her senju?"

"her?"

you nodded at her while smiling weakly, feeling sleepy after an exhausting push. when senju went to look at you again, you were already fast asleep. senju felt she was responsible for the baby and you, no way she's letting takeomi and the others go near you. so she went online and learned a lot about babies and stuff the mother needs and go buys them with takeomi's card.

she would visit you and your baby everyday, nourishing every love and appreciation towards you and the baby so you wouldn't get too stressed and would get better. even after you were discharged, senju still visited you. she insisted to buy baby formulas and the baby's clothing for you. she has this one urge to protect you from harm, as if you and the baby was hers.

unbeknownst to the lady, you have developed feelings for her. you have been treated ill by a lot of men in your life, never you actually thought a woman would shower you with lots of love like this. you wondered she might do this over the fact that you were in the same gang. or she did it just because she wants to? your thoughts gets clouded as you were breastfeeding your daughter and you snapped out from your daydream when she nipped a little bit too hard.

as per usual, senju came that day when the home was quiet. she tiptoed into the house so she won't wake up the baby, entering the maternity room silently while glancing at you who's sitting on a chair. senju gestured the lunch she has in her hand and pushed her head towards the kitchen. you nodded and walked slowly, not wanting to wake up the sleeping baby.

"here y/n, chinese. just like you love em!" she opened the plastic container but your usual enthusiasm when you saw food wasn't there. you blankly stared at the food, not saying anything.

"y/n? what's wrong? if you don't like it i cab buy something else, there's a new place right -"

"why are you doing all of this senju? what's the reason of it?"

"what do you mean? im doing this because i care about you"

"and that's all? nothing else?" your eyes looked at hers, finding an answer. senju wasn't stupid, she knew she liked you too but her feelings got the better of her. she's afraid of rejections. she's afraid if she suggests something else that is too fast, you might slip between her grasps.

"yes, that's all" she said ultimately. your tears were threatening to fall as you stood up and went back inside to your room but you felt a strong grip on your wrist.

"i like you a lot y/n. everytime i look at the baby, i think it's mine. i take care of it like it's my baby. i take care of you because i feel like you're mine. like a partner or something. its not just about caring, there's more to it but i don't want to scare you away"

"scare me away? i have seen horrible things senju, scaring me is the last thing you would do"

"i wanna marry you! y/n! would you marry me?!" her abrupt confession stunned you but not for long when you heard your daughter crying again. senju kneeled beside you and took out a red box. you gasped when you realize what the box contains.

"will you marry me y/n?"

years later your daughter has grown up so fast it doesn't feel like it's already been six years. you have married senju when she asked you to, and now the two of you have both retired from brahman and is now peacefully residing in a modest home.

your six year old daughter has been nothing but an angel and today marks the first day where she goes to kindergarten. "mommy! mommy hurry im gonna be late!" your daughter bounced in her seat, sandwich untouched but her school bag already on. "now baby eat your sandwich or you're gonna be hungry. i know you're excited but how are you gonna make friends if you're hungry right?" your wife said while combing her hair back.

your daughter gobbled the sandwich while still bouncing in her seat and excitedly jumped out from her chair. she insisted they have to go now or she won't have any friends. you were trying so hard not to cry, watching your baby grow up so fast. "okay, now what did mommy say?"

"make friends and be nice! if they're mean, kick their butt!" your daughter giggled. you were glaring at senju who acted nonchalant because that was for sure her influence. the both of them bid you goodbye and soon enough it was already noon where your daughter would come home from her first day in kindergarten.

when you heard the car honking, you dropped the dishes you were doing and ran to the door. your daughter jumped to hug you while happily swinging her feet. "mommy i made so many friends!"

she spent the whole day telling what she did, how her teacher looked like, how she had so many friends. she didn't take a nap at all, so when its finally nighttime she finally was knocked out on her bed. senju placed a blanket on her tiny body, kissing her forehead.

"she's a bit lonely don't you think?" you asked.

"yeah. maybe we can get her a puppy or something so she can have a friend to be energetic with"

"what about another sibling?" senju stopped her actions and stared at you. "but we can't?"

"adoptions available darling, i've seen a an orphanage nearby. kids there are nothing but sweet, think we could? adopt one of them?"

"im okay with it as long as you're okay with it too. but what about her?"

"oh i think she's gonna like having some company" you smiled at senju while she kissed the top of your head. your six year old is nothing but an angel, she'd love having another sibling. so the next morning, while she was in kindergarten, the two of you visited the orphanage and saw many kids from all ages. there was this boy who had white lashes like senju but facial structures as yours. he was seven years old, entered the orphanage when's he's three. the two of you agreed to bring him home, to love him, to take care of him like he's your own.

"ma'am? where are we going?"

"oh you poor thing, see we adopted you so now we can go home together. also you don't need to call us ma'am anymore okay? you can call us mommy or mama or anything you like" you glanced at the mirror, watching as the boy teared up but quickly gained composure and wiped his tears. "mom would be nice.." he whispered. you held hands with senju while her other hand was driving, thinking that you two had made the correct choice.

"okay so this is your new home. what do you think?"

"this..? it's so cool! ma- i mean mom, do i have my own room?"

"yeah it's this one. i don't know if you like blue but i just-"

"it's so cool mom! thankyou.." the enthusiastic child sat on the bed while still trying to wipe his tears away. you approached him and took out a tissue to wipe his snot "no need to thank me. if it's anything, i should thank you for existing in my life. now my life feels one thousand times better"

the boy hugged you and you hesitantly hugged back but you felt senju joining in the hug, making the session feel a bit warmer, comfier and feels a lot like home.

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unfinshedsentec · 2 years

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HELLO YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN <333

thanks for answering my question 🫣

soo could i please request a senju x fem!(or gn if you’re not comfortable!)reader where reader is quite similar to her - they run a large gang and have a masculine appearance and they meet each other through their big brothers. their older brother is wakasa and he introduces them to takeomi and senju?

feel free to ignore if you wanna 🖤

ILYYYY

Hey love!! Thank you so so much for requesting<33 Honestly I love Senju and you, SO I had to write this. And, what better time to do it than a little after she woke up?

I really hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it <3

MORE THAN FRIENDS—SENJU KAWARAGI /AKASHI

reader is fem!

character pairing: senju (kawaragi) akashi x reader!

tw: maybe cursing?

Being a female gang leader was something that you’d only known yourself to do.

Most women just didn’t try to do it, simply because it’s too risky. Even for you it’s too risky. You need a lot of from the respect of your gang, and you need to protect yourself. So, you dress up and act like a man as much as you can.

Usually, you don’t mind this. Being a gang leader always has been a dream of yours, and now that you were living it, you couldn’t be happier.

But….it gets a little lonely at times.

You just want some friends that are your age and your gender! You want someone who can understand the struggles of being in your position. Moreover, you want a break from being around so many guys.

Sure, you signed up for this, but still, sometimes you wish you could just be yourself in front of the people you call your friends.

The only person you COULD be yourself around was none other than your older brother himself, Wakasa Imaushi.

Waka was one the one person you could relax around and genuinely be a person with, not some famous gang leader. He was the only one who knew you so well as to be able to tell when something was actually happening. He was also one of the few to be able to understand your position so high up. After all, he was a pretty significant part of the black dragons. Hell, he was the one who inspired you to create your own gang.

And of course, he’s your older brother, so he knows you like the back of his hand.

It was only natural that after months of loneliness, you went to your own brother and just ranted.

“My life is so great, but I feel so alone having to act like someone else all the time!” you sighed, sliding down into the couch deeper. The movie Waka picked played in the background as you ranted, while he just sighed and paused it.

“Maybe you should make some more friends, y’know, in school”

“I want too, but they just won’t understand! It just sucks…it really sucks.” Waka got up and sat next to you, rubbing your back. He could tell you really pent your emotions, and it was really starting to affect you. Clearly you just wanted someone to understand you, someone who wasn’t your brother.

And Waka thought he knew just the person.

“Hey Sis, why don’t you meet me at the gym tomorrow? I have someone you need to meet”

“Who?”

“It’s a surprise”, he chuckled.

“Wakaaa!

“Oh, just trust me! You’ll love them”

You sighed before looking into Waka’s eyes. He held a sort of reassurance in them, one that always comforted you. “Fine…you better not be setting me up though”

“No! I’m not letting my little sister date yet!”

“Oh, shut up Waka!” You laughed, before settling down and finally paying attention to the movie on the tv screen.

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When the next day rolled around, you found yourself excitedly heading to Waka’s shop after school. You were nervous to suddenly meet this new person Waka never mentioned before, yet you were excited.

Maybe, just maybe, you could finally be around someone who understood you.

Thoughts raced through your mind while you opened the gym door. Who was this person? What were they like? Would they like you? Would you get along? All these thoughts went thought your mind before you finally walked in and…

Possibly the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen was standing there. She had stunning white hair that was tied up in a perfect bun, and beautiful blue eyes that shone brighter than the sky. Her lashes were long and luscious, and she held a sweet smile on her face.

You found yourself with a pounding heart and bright flushed face as you looked at her. And as she looked over at you, and happily smiled, you found your heart only beating faster.

God she was beautiful, more beautiful than anyone else you’ve ever seen. And you only thought that more when she blushed looking at you too.

“Y/n, this is Senju, the leader of Brahman. And Senju, this is my little sister Y/n. She’s the leader of [gang name]” Waka said, rubbing your back. Of course, just as you started to relax though, he pushed you towards the girl you now knew as Senju.

“I-it’s nice the meet you…Senju” you stuttered, sticking your hand out towards her.

“Yeah…n-nice to meet you too” she replied, shaking your hand.

It felt like time slowed as you shook her hand and looked in her eyes. You weren’t sure what exactly it was about her, but something just seemed…different.

You were entranced by her in a way you had never been before.

“Well…” Waka began, looking between the both of you. “You’re both women, so do you’re women thing and be friends”

“Excuse me?!” you and Senju yelled at the same time.

Waka jerked back a bit at both yours and Senju’s yells. Soon enough though, both you and Senju busted out laughing and started talking about all sorts of things, leaving Waka at peace in his gym.

Withing a few minutes of knowing her, you were already gossiping and shopping, like normal girls. You just had so much fun with Senju….more fun than you’ve had in a while. You not only got to know the beautiful girl, but, you just sort’ve…clicked. She understood in ways that even Waka couldn’t, and you, her.

You found yourself already planning to meet up with her at a cafe the next day, and then the next, and then the next.

Soon enough, you found yourself and Senju nearly inseparable. You not only met up with her every day, but you found yourself texting back forth with her a lot. You had tons of inside jokes with her, and she came over at least once a week for dinner.

You had only known Senju for a month or so, yet, it felt like you’d known her for years. And being that close with someone, and having someone who understands you so well really made your life a whole lot brighter.

Still, you had a problem.

Sometimes, you found yourself thinking of Senju in a more-than-friend way. You caught yourself admiring her, getting all flustered around her, and you constantly day-dreamed of her.

You just found her so beautiful. And the more you got to know her and her personality, it seemed the more your more-than-friends feelings grew.

At first you told yourself it was a phase, but the more and more you told yourself that, the more you started thinking of Senju in other ways.

Mindlessly, you’d look at a pictures you took with her and just stare at them, smiling. You’d zoom in on Senju and just blush, taking in all her features. Then, you’d go back and scold yourself for doing such a thing.

Senju was your friend! You couldn’t possibly feel such a way for her! But still, your feelings for Senju certainly weren’t anything friends feel for each other. They were something more. And that, scared you more than anything.

Eventually, you got so scared that you just shut Senju out completely.

You ignored her texts, calls, attempts to talk to you at school, attempts to walk home with you, etc. Everything you originally did with her, you just walked away from completely. Like she was just a ghost.

And trust me, it hurt you more than anything to do that. But you do what you gotta do, right?! Your… odd feelings were bound to ruin your relationship someday, why not just end it now and get rid of your feelings quick!

Unfortunately, that’s not what happened.

Although you had shut Senju out completely, you still thought of her often. In fact, you thought of her more. Your found yourself looking at her more often, and longing to be with her even more. You sobbed yourself to sleep thinking of separating from her. But this was for the best, right? It had to be, right?!

And so, you suffered and shoved your feelings away to the best of your abilities…until one day, when you no longer could.

While you were in your room, causally binging your favorite show, you briefly heard the front door open and Waka talking to someone. At first, you shoved this away and figured Waka just brought Benkei over again, until, you heard Waka knock on your room door.

“Y/n?” Waka said, lightly knocking. “Can you open the door for a sec?”

“Why?”

“I have a s-surprise!” You could almost feel the tension from the other side of the door, and the way his voice wavered, didn't make it any better. It was so obvious Waka had something going on. And while you wanted to just shut yourself in and continue watching your favorite show, you decided to open the door anyway, knowing how stubborn your brother could be.

“What’s up, Wak-“ you began, but you cut yourself off.

The moment you opened the door and saw those eyes, you froze. In front of you was the women herself, Senju, nervously smiling and waving. You found yourself stuck in place immediately, nervously sweating.

“H-hey Y/n!”, she nervously began, looking into your room. “Do you mind if I come in?”

You stared at her absolutely flabbergasted and unmoving, until Waka pretty much let her in your room himself. Senju casually sat down in your bedside while you were still frozen in the door frame.

“Good luck” Waka whispered, flicking your forehead. Then, just as soon as he came, your brother left and closed the door, leaving you and Senju all by yourselves.

Nervously, you looked at her, only to see her already looking up at you too. You could see a bright pink blush on her face while she fidgeted with her school bag. Clearly, she was nervous, and you were too. But you had to admit, seeing her look so flustered made your heartbeat pick up and you became flustered too.

“Sooo…” Senju began.

“Soo….” Stiffly, you walked to the bedside and sat on the opposite side of Senju, your eyes locked on the floor the whole time. “Is there something you need Senju?”

“Well, I mean…you’ve just been so cold lately, I just wanna know what why….” Senju began, looking up at your still form. “I mean if you don’t wanna be friends anymore that’s fine too! I just had so much fun with you and I wanna know what I did to end it….”

You sighed, running your fingers through your hair. You knew it was only fair to Senju to tell her why you’ve been ignoring her, but could really tell her you had feelings for her? You were barely sure of your feeling, let along be confident enough to tell her about them.

“I don’t know Senju….”

“Please Y/n! Please at least tell me what I did wrong so I can fix it!”

“No, it’s not tha-“

“Please!”

Finally, you looked into her eyes, shaking. You were unbelievably scared to tell her, but you see the tears building up in those eyes you loved so much.

You had to tell her, didn’t you? You couldn’t keep her hanging like this, it’s not right…

“I-it’s just”, you began. “It’s just, I’ve been having some…weird feelings for you. I don’t know what they are or what to do about them, but they aren’t normal! They’re….they’re more romantic and we’re supposed to be friends! I’m not supposed to have romantic feelings for you!”

Senju just stayed silent, though, from the look on her face, she was clearly shocked.

“I don’t know…I just don’t know what to do. I really love our friendship Senju, I just don’t know what to do with these feelings and I don’t wanna makes things w-weird for you.” You sputtered out, little tears forming in your eyes. “I’m sorry….”

Senju, was still silent, thought, from the shift of the bed to the warmth that was now next to you, you could tell she moved closer. Silently, she placed her hand on top of yours and gently stroked it.

“Y/n, I understand! I-I’ve actually been feeling the same way too…”

“Really?” You replied, getting even closer to her.

“Yeah…really”

Senju reached up her hand and gently tucked your hair behind your ear, before softly cupping your cheek. You found yourself gripping onto her other hand scooting even closer. Her eyes were lidded, as were yours, and a bright blush was on both you’re faces.

It was when she hungrily looked down at your lips that your couldn’t take it anymore, and you kissed her.

Her lips moved in sync with yours. They were soft, almost soften that you imagined, and as she ran your finger through your hair, you fell into the kiss more.

This was a dream, truly. One that you never imagined actually happening, but one that you were more than happy to experience.

Unfortunately, that dreamily quickly got interrupted by Waka who, had come in to check on you.

“Ew!” He yelled before quickly slamming the door shut and loudly running down the stairs. You and Senju on the other hand, immediately busted out laughing.

After all, the look on your brothers face was priceless. There was no way you couldn’t laugh at it!

As you settled down though, things became more intense, and once again you were dreamily, yet nervously looking into Senju eyes. And she, yours.

“Soo…” you began.

“Sooo…”

“More than friends?” you asked, shrugging your shoulders.

Senju gently laughed, before cupping your cheek again. “More than friends”

And that was the story of how you and Senju ended up together, in a relationship that would last, forever~

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