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b0nten · 5 months

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BLOOMING FLOWERS SPRING CAN’T FEEL

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ what more is there to hate when life takes away the one you loved the most?

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ for my bae @insomniac-jay <3, took so long because i tried to do the best research i could, and because i never liked what i wrote until today. also! if you squint, it’s slight naoto x reader but it doesn’t really matter. i hope you like it!!!! not proofread

you still can’t grasp it, it sort of feels surreal.

just like this morning felt, when you put your kimono on, and did your hair. hina loved the way you looked in traditional clothing, she said it made you shine.

and albeit you two’s pictures flooding the tachibana home, you were still surprised when her mom rang your doorbell to gift you a box, feeling slightly heavier than the last silk garment they had given you while you and hina were still in high school.

“please wear it, y/n-chan, ” ryoko’s voice was just as gentle as you remembered it growing up, but it was sad, “they make you…shine.” and full of anguish.

you could only nod, swallowing back the thick saliva that was gathering in your throat, blinking back the tears with the same eyes ryoko knew how to read as if they were her own daughter’s. reaching out for your hand longer than usual, she only smiled.

you still didn’t quite grasp it, not even when you put on your pearl necklace, and locked your front door, heading down the apartment block’s stairs, like usual.

it was like your normal way to school, and later, uni, and even later, work, walking exactly 100 meters and riding for 7 minutes and a half, before switching lines at otomachi, and riding for another 5 minutes. this time only, you had to take the south exit instead of the north one, and stroll for thirteen minutes, passing by a park, a bakery, two liquors shops and some sky-rise towers.

“welcome.”

it was different, because you entered the funeral home, where the assistant, ready to guide you to the high-school colleagues category, was interrupted by naoto. he simply took your hand and walked you over to the rest of the family. you were used to seeing naoto on saturdays, not fridays or the both of them. you had seen him yesterday, at the wake, when it was friday, so it almost went like any other day. or that’s at least how your mind put it.

and when you were sitting down, eyes glued to the monk’s back as he chanted out the prayers, naoto’s hand still found a way to get to yours, firm touch against glass skin, afraid he’d break it any minute now.

and now you sit between your younger brother and his mother that took you in when you were at flourish in your heydays, deafly listening to a monk chanting a sutra for hinata. you glance over at her and can’t help but think how beautiful she looks in the matching kimono, and how much hina resembles her. resembles, not resembled, she’ll now forever keep her beauty.

you heard japanese people experience three religions in their lifetime: birth as shintoism, marriage as christianity and death as buddhism, but you didn’t even go through one. hell, hina herself only went through two.

and whereas ryoko always told naoto to stop hurting the table because even the piece of wood had its own life itself and the boy silently complied, you were stuck figuring out what it is that you believed in. you believed in kindness. the kind of kindness hina showed you, that was the firm conclusion you accepted, so now you could only pray that the afterlife was going to show her the same gentleness and love she gave the world, her journey smooth in crossing over the sanzu river and mind clear in choosing the paths she takes, making it easy for her soul to find serenity.

you wake up once you’re signaled to join the incense rite. with slightly shaking fingers you pinch up the dry fragrance, touching it against your forehead. amidst blurred vision and hours of unslept time, you see masato wipe a ghost of a tear with the back of his crisp black suit. you set the incense in the flame bowl, and walk away, next to the parents, pupils blown and face puzzled, as if you don’t know what the world you live in is. you see familiar faces; old classmates and family friends of the tachibanas’ that you got to meet long time ago, cousins, teachers, and ex-coworkers. you think you notice some of them staring at you, what is she doing here? — what is she doing there? — next to your best friend’s family.

naoto definitely sees them, he definitely notices their judging looks, but today he can’t do justice. he won’t, because he likes to think he’s partly come to terms with his sister’s death, but no matter what, police academy never prepares you to lose your sister when you least expect it.

he throws a quick glance over his shoulder, reassuring himself you’re still there although you don’t look or feel like you’re there at all, bones wrapped in flesh, wrapped in soft black silk. you start to think maybe there is something wrong with you.

grief is a weird emotion with no textbook manifestation. there is no right or wrong way to feel following a loss. but why don’t you feel anything? why do you know that it’s happening, but you’re not fully in yet? why can’t you scream or cry or whimper or fake a smile. why has your whole face been frozen this whole time?

people come and people go and like an old charlie chaplin movie on repeat, the same action you have done repeats itself a million of times fast forwarded until your mind goes blank. you feel black-and-white.

naoto taps your shoulder. “do you want to see the body?” he eases you into it. he was always such a gentle soul.

you try to say something but choke on the words. he sees, eyes widening as his muscles tense. you only nod, and he walks with you to the casket.

maybe if you see it, your mind will take on it. you’re given a flower, the white chrysanthemum you dreaded to even think about, and the same happens to naoto.

the people in front of you all put their flowers in the casket, small step by even smaller step allowing you to approach her face. it’s just the same, except it isn’t glowing, or happy or doing anything. she’s not singing, she’s not moving. she’s dead. you know it. but why can’t you acknowledge it?

you reach into the deep inside pocket of the kimono, a neatly kept, small picture grazing the white coffin. you don’t ponder, and lay it next to your friend.

naoto freezes when he sees it. he took it, the day is burned into his memory so deeply that if he were to ever lose his reminiscence, this is the only recollection he’d have. it’s you and his sister. you’re dressed in kimonos — that was your first time wearing it — and you were excited. just fresh into spring, you both chose to wear pink: hina’s dress had delicate camellias on it, scattered playfully all around the fabric, while yours had orange blossoms intricately all across. it also was your first time wearing getas; your feet hurt so bad he had to call his dad to carry you home by the end of the festival. he didn’t mind it though, because you had fun that evening.

he reaches for the picture and looks at the back.

“doesn’t this kimono make her shine, naoto?”

“yes, it definitely does.”

scribbled on the thin paper are some almost unrecognizable kana and kanji, but naoto knows what they say by heart. he slips the square into his sleeve and puts his flower in his sister’s casket instead.

not long after everyone is done saying their goodbyes, the tachibanas and you head to the crematorium. ryoko holds your hand as she picks up the bones and sets them in the urn, and you try your best to soothe a mourning mother’s aching heart.

once everything is done, you pass the envelope to the receptionist. it’s a little over a million, and you see it on the woman’s face that she knows it too, by the width of the wrapping. you didn’t notice how much money it was until you recounted it, half an hour before leaving your apartment, so you just left it all there. no 10.000 bills, no crisp bills, at least that.

she hands you the little bag with salt, tea and snacks and you bow before leaving the crematorium.

“y/n, wait!” a voice you know very well shouts after you, tall silhouette speeding from the building into the same darkness you’re headed into.

“mom said to walk you home.” naoto looks down at you gently, as if he’s your big brother and not the other way around.

“you know you’re not actually my older sister, right?” he interrupts your exact thoughts, “we’re the same age, you were fortunate enough to be in the same grade as hinata, that’s all.” he taunts, taking you back to your salad days.

you smile approvingly and he doesn’t hesitate to take the gift bag from your hand, and walk right beside you.

the air is grim and you still feel a little bit unreal. you feel limitless, but like a void, rather than the young shoujo manga protagonist you always dreamt of being, and you can feel it in naoto’s breath too, how he tries to not let the anger drown him out. you know it’s unbearable for him too.

halfway through the walk, he breaks the silence.

“i’m glad you finally learned how to walk in getas.” he admits, and you look up. a genuine laugh stifles from your throat and his face lights up.

“naoto,” you say, “these are zoris. i wasn’t going to attend a funeral in geta sandals.” explaining, you watch his face drop in embarrassment.

“yes, i totally saw that…!”he stutters but continues to joke, hinting at the past, talking of hina as if she’s still there, next to you. in passing moments of silence, you feel overwhelmed, guilty.

faith’s a game of cat and mouse, and you play it just like you want. you laugh with naoto and you realize it’s nice to feel this sense of .. belonging. in between numbness and denial, he made your day a little better. he took some of the burden off, he ripped some of the weeds growing between your lungs, letting you breathe normally again, granting you a peaceful moment in what felt like a lifetime since your best friend died.

you step foot into the apartment building, giddy and smiley, but it all vanishes once you look around. it’s dull, it’s ugly. and you feel like you’re right next to hinata. that’s how she made you feel every time you came back from a night out in the city, arm slung around her shoulder laughing at everything she said, almost knocking over the both of you.

you look around as you climb every step and somehow, the laughs and the joy all seem to disappear in the place you spent some of the most time with her.

when you reach your front door, it feels almost surreal again, because instead of hina behind you, it’s the boy you grew up with. he looks nothing like her — he takes after his father — but he feels so familiar that when he stops you from entering your home your breath hitches a little.

“don’t forget to throw the salt.” he reminds with a slight lecture in his voice, like his sister once said “don’t forget to change your shoes.”

so, when your wrist brushes past your shoulder-blade, your zoris break under the memories you shared along the way and the ones etched into the walls of the hall.

you tug at your necklace as you finally let yourself cry.

you finally know it’s real, even more so, because you feel not one, but two familiar presences engulfing you in warmth.

one strokes your hair with the palm that keeps you pressed into his shoulder, while the other hand looks at an old photograph, and the second hugs you both, wanting to lecture you with the love and gentleness of an older sister that didn’t get to say her part.

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fanfic-gallery · 1 year

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your event looks so cool, so hi! may i have a naoto (tokyo revengers) x reader with this prompt: "they were paid barely enough to clean out deceased people’s apartments. they were definitely not being paid enough for what they found in this one.", please?

cleanse

tachibana naoto x gn! reader

|| cw : DEAD DOVE - DO NOT EAT, mentions of blood, detail description of gore and dismembered bodies, suggestions of cannibalisms, mentions of weapon handlings

|| manager's note : finally doing some of the halloween request from last year that i haven't completed yet! tbh, you guys are too patient sometimes [i don't deserve this > <] - or you're just done waiting for me and had already moved on lol. but anyways, i hope this fic finds you all well, even if it's kinda morbid- take care and drink lots of water ψ(｀∇´)ψ

dark, damp, cold. the airy breeze caressing his cheeks sending nothing a slight shiver up his spine. the ascent of rot and decay flooding his senses, hand curling against his mouth, trying his hardest to swallow the bubbling bile from escaping through his lips.

despite it not being his first rodeo, it truly was the worst he had seen in months. wallpaper clinging onto dear life, its floral exterior stained with the darkest shade of red imaginable. carpet moist and soft, feet sinking almost instantly with a disgusting squelch.

"ugh.. we'd really hit the jackpot this time, huh..?" he could help but laugh at your audible over-dramatic gagging right by his ear. he hummed in response, already strapping on the essentials; safety gloves, hazmat suit and gas mask. You too, followed his lead, dressing from head to toe before unhinging the metal barricades of the condominium.

"you ready..?"

"i was born ready, chief!"

every second of every minute of every hour, you both worked non-stop. tongs gripping and grasping at every disposable material it could get its hands on; crowbar ripping out nail after nail, the wooden planks each held over the windows dropping with a hard crack. the process was smoother than any of you had imagined, having been working under the crime cleaning division within the police force for quite awhile, this had been a breath of fresh air.

"i'm done with the kitchen, meet 'cha at the master bedroom, over!"

"roger that.."

he tucked his walkie-talkie back within his pockets, feet shuffling their way towards the now empty halls. grey-ish hues glancing around every corner they could, fingers brushing at any leftover spots the hydro-press couldn't remove. it annoyed him slightly; knowing that remnants of what was once flesh and bones will forever be resided in the surface of this home, but the thought of bringing new life to what was abandoned for weeks still brought a smile to his lips.

shrugging off dread's hold, he stood on his feet again, but before he could took another step, his walkie-talkie buzzed.

"...erm, naoto..." he raised an eyebrow at the hushed tone of your once booming voice. the sense of hesitancy, fear and absolute horror radiated from just his name alone.

"what is it, rookie..?"

"..had the report mentioned.. anything about someone staying, l-like living in this house..." brows scurried up in wariness as hands reached for the wooden clipboard grasping at layers of paper laying on a pile of boxes near by. he scanned and scanned, even eyeing the corners and sides of each page, searching for anything of the sorts.

nothing.

"no..? is something the matter?"

silence.

"y/n?"

silence again.

"...get out of here,"

with a thump, he immediately sprinted for the creaking door at the ends of the hall, dodging heaps of bags and cardboard before meeting eyes with yours. body trembled and pupils had dilated, as you too rushed towards naoto but before he could even say a word, your hand cupped his lips.

"...quiet," you pant under your heavy breath, free hand slightly holding his own in a tightening grip. he nodded, gently shrugging your hand off, warping an arm around your shoulders and trekking towards the entrance of the room.

crunch.

he drew closer.

crunch, crunch.

hand reaching for the chilling handle.

crunch, crunch, crunch.

slow as can be, swinging the door open and leaning for a peak.

a figure; front facing the wall, hands swallowed in red, it's inky texture dripping and staining the carpet below. rags clothed it's twisted and arched body as it crouched, arms every-so-often lifting to shove something into the person.. no, creature's mouth. an audible crunch echoing the spacious room with each munching of it's jaws.

"excuse me, sir..?" your grasp on naoto tightened, head shaking with each step he took, creeping closer and closer..

a dissevered corpse. the head chopped off. it's limps no longer intact with the former body, the cuts uneven and rushed like of one using their bare hands to rip apart the flesh then using a weapon. stomach slit open, barely any of its organs remained, those still there looked to be a half of what they were, teeth marks faintly visible.

the creature groaned, head twisting towards the both of you with a snap; eyes bloodshot red, flesh barely holding onto its skull. lowly grunts as he stumbled to its feet, slowly limping with arms stretched out. your mind yelled in panic, hand gripping at your gun strap and clocking a barrel to its head, only for a warm palm to caress your discomfort.

"...don't, i have a plan," naoto glanced back at you, shaking his head. body tense but you listened, releasing your hold on your weapon, only ever hovering over the handle in preparation. he nodded in approval, gesturing for you to back away towards the door of the room. you were reluctant, eyes still wavering at the figure now only inches from leaping towards the both of you.

"..trust me, just this once"

"..."

"..alright, nao.. i trust you," he smiled, watching as you settled by the ends of the door frame.

muffled moans turned to full-on growls of aggression as clawed feet darted in your direction barely missing a hand managing to grasp at its collar and slam its back onto the carpet flooring. arms flung and swatted as naoto sat at its stomach, trying its hardest to claw at his flesh but to no avail as a sharp needle found its way into the sides of the creature's neck. crystal fluids drowning it's restless mind into a deep slumber.

you clutched at your gun, slowly approaching from your hiding spot. teeth biting at your lower lip as naoto dug into his vest.

"was that--"

"a sedative shot. i always keep one on me incase of situations like these.."

click.

the cuffs locked in place, securing the figure's arms behind his back with its front facing the ground.

"..don't worry, the dosage is pretty strong, might take a few hours before they can wake up."

in relief, you fell to your knees with a huge sigh, hand tucking in your weapon before grasping at your face. the cooling skin, chilling underneath your heated palms.

"..i'm calling a few days off tomorrow, definitely want to get my mind out of the gutter," he raised, pen in hand, jotting down the events that had occurred, finishing with a click.

"i'll see you on monday, then?"

"na-ah, you're coming with me-"

"i see.. well then, what do you want to do?"

"mm, movie marathon?" you smirked.

"..movie marathon," he smiled in return.

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theanimeroom · 8 months

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NSFW

DREAMING ABOUT…

💎 men who’s cocks are so fucking huge but they have absolutely no idea how to use it. you had somehow gotten yourself in a situation where you had this beauty all to yourself, and you were more than happy to teach him how to split you in two with it.

his hands grip your waist so tightly you’re sure there’s gonna be finger shaped bruises littering your skin in the morning. his mouth is dangerously close to your ear, his breathy moans warming the cartilage until your body is shuddering in his hold. his cock is pressed against your hole, your hand around the base, cunt squeezing around air as you tried to suck him in. with a pained whimper, his hips flexed just slightly, the head of his cock sinking into you.

your voice shattered as the muscles in your thighs tightened, moan tipping over your swollen lips as your head tilted back, clenching down around him. the moment his cock felt the warmth of your cunt, he hissed, fingers digging even tighter into your hip as he bullied himself the rest of the way in. he was big, almost too big for you to take, but you don’t dare tell him to stop. instead, your eyes roll to the back of your head and you force yourself down on him further, the burn eliciting the sluttiest of noises from you, if he had any opinion in the matter.

you’d bounce on him a few times, needing time adjust to the size before letting him have free reign. you rocked back until you felt him hit that little bundle of nerves inside of you, opting instead to release him while trying to hold the position you were in.

the moment you handed over control though? he seized your hips, holding you still as his drilled his cock into your pussy. your voice came out in broken whines, his tip reaching places you didn’t even know existed. your moans mixed with his as he focused on prodding that soft spot inside you, the deep arch of your back only forcing him deeper inside of you.

he stayed close to you, chest pressed against your skin as he let out the foulest of noises. his lips kissed and sucks at every part of you he could find, refusing to leave a single spot untouched. his hands were no better, sliding between groping the globes on your chest, to yanking you onto his cock by your hips, to threading his hands in your hair to see how pretty you looked while fucked out on his cock.

he refused to admit that the expression on his face was comparable to the one you were making right now.

he’d spew shit that didn’t make any sense, his brain muddied and left useless. his voice was light and airy from the endless gasps flowing from him, a string of curses littered in between.

“fuck…you’re so warm baby,” “could sit inside you forever, oh my god,” “mfph, you’re so tight, i can’t even move,”

“you’re just too big, you dumbass,”

kazutora, shinichiro, hakkai, naoto | murasakibara, kagami, kiyoshi | nagi, bachira, reo | ikkaku, ichigo, chad, shuuhei | + your favs 🫶🏽

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the-atlas-sister · 5 months

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TᕼEY ᗯᗩᒪK Iᑎ Oᑎ YOᑌ ᑕᕼᗩᑎGIᑎG/ᑎᗩKEᗪ- TOKYO ᖇEᐯ. ᑭᗩᖇT TᗯO

𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐… 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚁𝚊𝚗, 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞, 𝚂𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚞, 𝙽𝚊𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘

(IM SORRY IF SOME ARE OOC CAUSE- CAUSE I DON'T KNOW ALL THE CHARACTERS ALL TOO WELL)

𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒

At the beginning of your day you had no idea that your boyfriend would be clinging to you at the end of your date, saying he just wanted to keep you, just for the night.

And how could you deny him with that cocky smirk of his, the one he gave you when he knew that you just couldn't say no to him.

So now here you were, stripping out of your uncomfortable date attire, still aiming to visually please your boyfriend after a year of being together. You shivered slightly as you stood in the bathroom in only your undergarments. You looked down at the pile of clothes Rindo had offered you, noticing that he not so slyly failed to include any shirts.

"Rindo?" you called, pulling on a pail of his loose boxers.

"You ready- woah." You flushed, your face turning hot as Rindo opened the bathroom door- his eyes going wide as he eyed your topless figure.

"You didn't have to barge in, I just need a shirt..." you grumbled, subconsciously covering your chest and torso.

"I kinda like you like this," he chuckled, leaning on the doorframe, making you roll your eyes. "Fine, fine. I'll go grab you a shirt." He laughed slightly with that same stupid smirk you had fallen in love with. You couldn't help but blush as he winked and turned around- seemingly to find you that shirt.

𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒

Being Rindo Haitani's best friend had a lot of advantages. Roaming through the streets of Tokyo feeling safer then you ever have, getting the opportunity to beat his ass at any game you play together and of course, the opportunity to tease his brother.

Opportunities, like this one for example.

"He- o-oh," Ran said, his eyes going slightly wide as he opened to door to his brother's room, only to find you wearing nothing but your undergarments.

"Yes?" you said, smirking slightly at his flushed cheeks as he not so subtly eyed your naked body.

"I- I was looking for Rindo," Ran said, continuing to stare at your legs and body. "Thought he'd be in here."

"He's in the bathroom," you stated, bending over teasingly to pick up your shirt. You felt Ran's gaze on your ass, making your smile giddily.

"I didn't know you two..."

"We don't," you said quickly. You stood up fully and looked at the taller brother. "We were just messing around in the rain and Rindo let me shower here."

"Oh," Ran hummed, a tone of almost... relief in his voice. "Well, sorry for walking in on you."

"Don't be," you said with a small smile.

Ran smirked back at you before walking out of the room.

𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚢𝚘

You knew how much Sanzu idolized you. He told you every day, every night and every time in between. But as you stared at your own naked body in the long mirror within your shared bedroom... you just couldn't understand why.

You were having a day where it seemed as though every flaw you saw within yourself was pushing to the front of your mind, all desperate for attention.

You bit you lip lightly as you ran a hand along the skin on your stomach, continuing to graze over your hips.

"What did I get to deserve this?" you heard Sanzu's voice break you from your trance, making you jump slightly. You hadn't even heard the door open. You look at him behind you through the mirror- unable to bear the look of pure admiration shining in his eyes. The scars on his cheeks wrinkled at he smiled at you widely. He threw off his jacket and approached you. His hands replaced your own, quickly wrapping around your stomach and hips. "My perfect girl, naked and waiting for me," he mumbled, placing a soft kiss behind your ear and along the back of your neck.

"Don't say that," you whispered, unable to tear your eyes away from what you saw as the flaws littering your body.

"Hm? Say what? How perfect you are?" Sanzu asked, looking at you in the mirror. "Can't understand how you can't see how beautiful you are, my pretty girl." He continued to kiss the back of your neck and shoulders. "Lemme show you, yeah?"

𝚂𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚞 𝙸𝚗𝚞𝚒

Living with someone was weird.

This is what you had come to realize after you and Seishu made the decision to move in together. The first few weeks were nice, being able to cuddle to sleep, cook for one another and preform other domestic activities.

It wasn't until you walked in on him pissing for about the third time due to his forgetting to close the door, that you realized how odd it truly felt.

Even after weeks of being in the same of apartment, you had yet to change in front of one another. Hell, you don't know if Seishu has even really seen you naked. Both of you would shyly wander into the bathroom when it came time to change for the day or take a shower.

But now, you figured it would be fine to change in your shared bedroom. Seishu was still at work so it'd probably be fine. Right?

You hadn't even heard the door open when he walked in. You were completely naked, only covered by your underwear. You jumped in surprise when you felt Seishu's hand, rough from working in the shop, grab your own softly. He turned you to face him, his green eyes silently scanning your body.

Your face flushed as he raised your arm slightly, as if he was examining your body.

"Even more beautiful than I imagined," he said softly, hesitantly reaching out to touch the skin of your waist. You shyly looked away, leaning into his touch as you shared this new level of intimacy. "Wanna see more of you," he whispered in your ear, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against his chest.

𝙽𝚊𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚃𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊

Being Takemichi's cousin fucking sucked.

You had no idea how it happened, but you had become wound up in your cousin's time travel. You honestly didn't understand most of it. All you knew is that his future and your present, was constantly shifting and you remembered every bit of it.

The only consistent thing you knew was Naoto Tachibana.

In every changing timeline, Naoto was there. There for your cousin and for you.

Which is how you found yourself within the detective's small apartment. You didn't understand it, but he said with the current timeline, it would be safer for you to stay with him. You currently stared at yourself in the bathroom mirror, wearing an extra pair of his shorts and your bra. You tried to figure out how you had gotten yourself in this situation. Or better yet, how Takemichi had gotten you in this situation.

You snapped from your trance when you heard the door to the bathroom click. You turned to see as Naoto opened the door, his eyes going suddenly wide as his gaze settled on your topless figure.

"S-sorry," he said, clearing his throat a bit and turning to the side, an obvious blush on his cheeks. "You were taking a while. I was worried."

You couldn't help but smile softly at his show of worry. You'd be lying if you said you hadn't developed a crush on the younger man and his worrisome tone made your heart flutter. "I'm okay," you said softly, pulling on his oversized shirt. "I was just thinking about stuff."

"Future stuff?" he asked, finally looking back at you. She somehow looks even better in my clothes, he thought with a small blush.

"Present for us," you chuckled bitterly, looking back at the mirror.

"Right," Naoto nodded. "We could... talk about it when you're done if you'd like."

You smiled back and him and nodded slightly.

𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘

You had always had a crush on Kakucho. Ever since you could remember knowing him you had. And you knew he had a crush on you as well. It was obvious.

You could tell from the way he watched you play in the rain, or how protective he got simply by someone looking at you the wrong way.

What you didn't understand was why he hadn't confessed. It had been years and yet... nothing. Perhaps it was his more shy demeanor when he was with you. Or perhaps it was Izana being your brother.

Whatever it was... you had had enough.

You inhaled deeply as you paced within Kakucho's room. You wore a pair of short shorts and your bra. Remember the plan, you reminded yourself. You had just stumbled into his home trying to get out of the rain. You had to strip and change clothes to try and get warm. He had said you were always welcome so it should work.

You stiffened as you heard the door to Kakucho's bedroom click open. Regrets and thoughts of what could go wrong flooded your mind as he opened the door. As soon as his eyes landed on you, they grew as wide as saucers. His hand stayed glued to the door handle and he stayed frozen in place.

"I can explain-"

"Naked-" Kakucho choked out, his face turning a shade of red you had never seen before.

"What?" you almost wanted to laugh at his response.

"You're naked- in my bedroom," he continued, his grip tightening on the door handle. His free hand went to his crotch. You raised an eyebrow at the action.

"I was just trying to get out of the rain and I remembered that you said I was always welcome-"

"It's not raining," Kakucho stated, his brows furrowing in confusion.

You mentally cursed yourself for forgetting such a critical detail. "Shit," you mumbled, your face flushing. "Look- I'm sorry-" You quickly collected your shirt and went to walk past Kakucho and out the door.

His hand quickly moved to softly grab your upper arm before you could leave, his gaze remaining straight ahead. You looked up at him with wide and hopeful eyes. "Don't tell Izana," he said softly before pulling you into the room and closing the door behind him.

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/mooskey/735171493771771904

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rozcdust · 1 year

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DOES HE KNOW WHERE THE CLIT IS?

MINORS DNI!!!

Yes, and uses that information well

DRAKEN, Rindou, Mitsuya, Takeomi, Mucho, Inui, BENKEI, Kakucho

Yes, does nothing with that information

Hanma, RAN, Kokonoi, Izana, SANZU, Nahoya, Baji, Mochi, WAKASA

No but he tries

Souya, Hakkai

Thinks he knows, he doesn’t

SHION, Chifuyu, Takemichi, Naoto

Has never touched a woman

Shinichiro, KISAKI, Kazutora

What’s a clit?

MIKEY, Taiju

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fueledbysano · 2 years

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𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍? ♡

tr men as service doms fucking you in their favorite intimate positions

♱ ft. multiple characters

♱ content/warnings: MATURE. afab!reader, unprotected sex, oral/cunnilingus, breeding

˗ˏˋ THE SPEED BUMP

This position comes at hand especially during lazy mornings or nights, which happens pretty quite often. Your innocent cuddling session escalates into slow, sensual kisses with subtle grinding, and into something much more intimate once you lay on your stomach. He helps you tuck a pillow under your hips as he gets in place in between your legs, ridding of his boxers before pushing one grand thrust of his cock into your pussy. “A—ah!” Your tight walls accomodating his length could make him cum right then and there, so he stills for a moment, supporting himself with one hand on your hip and the other pinning your wrist onto the pillow. And to let him know you're ready, you push your hips to meet his, which immediately urged him to start plunging slow, deep strokes. The feeling of his tip nudging against a deep spot inside and your clit chafing against the pillow under your hips urged a loud whine from your throat, your fingers clenching even harder around his. “You love this position, don't you, baby?” He teases, struggling to speak in between heavy breaths, feeling himself get lost in your hole and how it pulled the most lewd moaning from him. “Babe, can't hold any long— er!” It was far too late when the pillow underneath was soon splashed by your squirt, producing louder wet squelching sounds from how harder he's continuing to plunge and abuse your overstimulated cunt. “It's okay, baby girl...” He babbled, shifting his arms around your torso before landing his hands on your breasts, “Here it comes, baby. Take it like a good girl.” He breathed out before shooting a thick load of cum deep inside of you, maintaining slow, shallow strokes to leave nothing leaking out.

Mikey, Koko, Kazutora, Takeomi, Shion

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˗ˏˋ SPOONING 69

You enjoy the closeness of spooning and the thrill of oral while your positioned on your sides, leg hoisted over one another's shoulder while pleasuring each other's sexes. “Stay still, baby, stay still.” He pulls away from your pussy for a moment before diving back in, treating it with delicate licks and slurp whilst hollowing your cheeks around his thick cock. “Baby girlll...” He whines out, bracing his arms harder around your thighs. You hummed in response, going all-out for a deepthroat while you clawed on his thighs. “Mhmmmm, love that lovely throat of yours and this pretty pussy.” He babbled, brushing his fingers over your leg and then to the back of your knee. “This position feels too good, doesn't it, baby?” He asks before flicking his tongue over your clit, sending you to whine around his cock. “I don't wanna cum just yet.” He grunts, now licking slow, long strides over your slit. “Babe, please,” You whimper out, withrawing from his length to tease just the tip, your hand jerking his veiny shaft. “Wish I could see you right now,” He says, now inserting two fingers into your hole. “Mghhmm!” your legs started to feel numb, and tension building up in your core. “Fuck my face, babe.” You spat out, and he was thrusting into your throat in no time, and hitting the back of your throat. Soon enough, you're cumming all over his tongue and him down your throat.

Sanzu, Wakasa, Hakkai, Rindou

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˗ˏˋ LOTUS POSITION

His previous rough and deep thrusts relaxes into rather gentle ruts, plunging your body deeper onto sheets. You already know what's happening next once his arms scoop your upper body towards his, now putting the both of you into a sitting position with his cock still tucked deep in you. “Ouuuhmmmm—” You hum in profound satisfaction once he links your legs around his hips, penetrating further up against your puffy g-spot, causing you to shift and squirm in his touch. “It's okay, baby, you're doing so good. Behave for me, pretty girl.” He fluttered soft kisses on your clavicle in attempts to relax your body, releasing the tension from your bones to help you find comfort in your current position. “That's it, baby, what a good girl you are....” He uttered, starting to carefully rut his hips upwards. You were soon being bounced on his length with the help of his strong thighs and arms, his head buried in between your breasts and heavily grunting against your moist skin. “Love...” You call out, hands over his shoulders for support and your eyes fluttering shut in immense pleasure. “Darling...” He responds, tracing his hands over the curve of your back and lifting his head to yours for a steamy kiss. He loves this position in a way that he could roam his hands over your body, lock your lips with such comfort and easy, all while his cock is hitting the best places inside of you. It's an incredible way to heighten your connection and arousal, which always lead you to the most earth-shattering orgasms of your sex life.

Draken, Mitsuya, Kakucho, Taiju, Benkei, Naoto

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˗ˏˋ MATING PRESS

There’s nothing more intimate than face-to-face, slow, deep penetration sex, and this position just may be perfect for both of your likings. “Fuuuuck yess...” He's a pussy drunk man starving to drill deeper into you, so he wouldn't pass up on putting you into a mating press when he wanted, craving for the deep insides of your cunt as his hips slammed hard against your thighs. “Lift you legs up, honey.” You obliged, hoisting your calves over his shoulders. He let out a grunt once the base of his cock slapped against your ass, eliciting a long whimper from you as well. The further he plunged into your pussy, the louder the skin clapping sounds grew, blending with your synched grunts and pants. His free hand made its way to yours, locking it in his touch as it sunk further into the mattress with every thrust. “Mmmhmmmm!” You cried out, toes curling from feeling his tip nudge a deep spot inside of you which made you clench around his shaft at the same time. “I love it when you squeeze me like that...” He chuckled, rewarding your leg with kisses. “Oh my god,” His hair curtains your faces once he leans forward in attempts for a kiss, locking your lips for a hot, wet exchange. “This is bad, I'm gonna cum soon.” He grunts, no longer able to hold his load in from how hard you've been clenching. “I'm close too.” You panted out, letting your face fall to the side to bite on your finger. “Look at me,” Eyes half-lifded, you didn't even notice his free hand making its way in between your bodies to push and rub against your swollen clit. And that was your cue to scream his name, your legs tensing over his shoulders as your orgasm washed over. He soon emptied his load inside you, careful to pull out and watch the cum spill out before pushing it in with his fingers.

Hanma, Izana, Smiley, Kisaki, Ran

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˗ˏˋ SPOONING

He loves how the position allows him to do so many things all while getting your whole body all to himself. You should be busy in the morning, but leaving his arms feels very guilting. “Five more minutes” turns to “ten” until you're both now stripped of your night clothes and his hands are groping you from behind on every place he can. “I'm gonna put it in, tell me if it's too much.” You nod in response, letting him push his morning hard-on from behind. His breath hot against your ear, you couldn't help but shiver from the feeling of his cock invading your walls and the warmth of his mouth. “I'm all the way in.” He carefully pushes one of your leg for better access and then starting to plunge in your pussy. You gasp from the feeling, throwing your head over his shoulder as he provided your neck and jaw with kisses. You blindly reached for his hand as you continue to let him hit from behind, letting out breathy cries of your own. “Darling, just hold on to my hand.” He informed before bending hid leg up, now hitting your spot from a more pleasurable angle. Your grip on his hand tightened and your breath became more unstable by the passing minutes. “Look at me, baby.” He demands, and you oblige in an instant, meeting his soft lips against yours. “Close, close close! Ah—” His fingers pushing against your clit was the last straw, now sending you iver the edge as he emptied himself inside of you, turning the both of you into panting messes.

Chifuyu, Shinichiro, Inupi, Angry, Takemichi

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🔖; @tokyometronetwork

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thedarkreunion69 · 6 months

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KINKTOBER

Day 1 - Overstimulation 26/10

Too Much (Katsuki Bakugo × Fem!Reader)

Where your boyfriend loses control after trying some viral chocolates

Day 2 - Cam girl 27/10

Dreamgirl (Denji × Fem!Reader)

Where your loyal viewer turns out to be none other than your classmate who you're tutoring

Day 3 - Car Sex 28/10

On duty (Naoto Tachibana × Fem!Reader)

Where you and your senior find ways to pass some time on mission

Day 4 - One Night Stand 29/10

Don't fuck with a stranger, or do? (Toji Fushiguro × Fem!Reader)

Where you end up in the bed of a stranger after a wild night

Day 5 - Dacryphilia 30/10

His Prize (Rin Matsuoka × Fem!Reader)

Where your swimmer boyfriend comes home after winning another championship

Day 6 - Threesome 31/10

The Real Winner (Itoshi Brothers × Fem!Reader)

Where your childhood friends compete for you

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ze-maki-nin · 1 year

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ. . .

Please do not repost my work/ideas on other websites!

N/A | I decided to do the ‘they’re the type to’ things with the Tokyo Rev characters cause ✨yes✨

Reader | They/Them but in 2nd POV so You/Your

Hinata Tachibana is the type to buy sweets before she comes home so she can spend the rest of the evening with you cuddling on the couch while watching your guys favorite show

Emma Sano is the type to think of you whenever she’s out with the other girls as they shop, go to a cafe, etc. if she sees something she thinks you might like, or it reminds her of you, she’ll take a look at it and possibly buy it

Mikey Sano is the type to be picky on what he eats unless it’s his favorite, however if you made him something then he’d be over the moon happy and eat every last crumb, no matter how good or bad it tastes

Naoto Tachibana is the type to hate physical contact and touching anything remotely dirty, however he makes an exception specifically for you, allowing you to hug him and hold his hand without needing to spray you down with disinfectant first

Ken 'Draken' Ryuguji is the type to buy you a single flower before he comes home from anywhere, it can be a rose or a tulip, he doesn’t know much about flowers but the nice old lady he buys them from helps him choose

Keisuke Baji is the type to be protective of his hair, not letting anyone touch it, no matter how close I’d friends they are, however he would let you touch or play with his hair in a heartbeat if you asked

Takashi Mitsuya is the type to unconsciously make his practice/demo clothes in your size so you can try them on, he usually makes them in whatever size he thinks would fit a mannequin he has but he’s started to make them in your size so you can model them for him

Nahoya 'Smiley' Kawata is the type to be passive aggressive and a bit rude/blunt to literally everyone that he meets, however when around you hes more sweet and sugar coats his words a bit to lessen the blow of some bad news, he doesn’t want to unintentionally hurt your feelings

Souya 'Angry' Kawata is the type to be a bit loud and rude like his brother to protect himself, hiding his real self however when we around you this facade cracks a bit and he becomes more quiet and shy, he’s sweet and likes to just sit with you

Chifuyu Matsuno is the type to hide the fact that he likes soft and cute things cause he wants to be seen as ‘manly’ and strong and not ‘weak’ however he can’t help but fawn over the cutesy things when around you as you two look at photos/videos or passing by a shop making him a bit embarrassed

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insensity · 2 years

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Imagine your man so obsess with your pussy and accidentally bites your pussy while going down on you

hanma, kyotani, terushima, south, baji, naoto, chifuyu, finn

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holy-megs · 2 years

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𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 + 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱.

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘰𝘬𝘺𝘰 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘪 + 𝘕𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘛𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢 + 𝘒𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘏𝘢𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘦 + 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘰 + 𝘒𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘺𝘢 + 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘫𝘪.

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𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐊𝐈

Takemichi can jerk off anywhere as long as he has his hands on his dick and is able to make himself cum. He sometimes watches porn to make himself reach his climax faster. He always hisses when his thumb touches the head of his cock, and he moans unstoppable. His moans are high-pitched ones too. Takemichi is a virgin and very sensitive. He is so eager to feel your warmth and tightness in there. He wants someone who is experienced just so they can teach him and take control during the act. He finds you so hot, especially when you're teasing him. It gets him hard instantly.

𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀

Naoto is always busy with work, and he rarely has time for himself or even others. He really doesn’t have the time to masturbate, but if he does, he must be extremely sexually dissatisfied with his relationship, if he ever has one, or simply stressed out from work. Normally, he has this private time to himself while taking a shower or perhaps later in the bathroom. There’s no reason for him to masturbate without having any imagination, so it’s most likely for him to think of you during this time. He is a man and has his needs, but he likes blowjobs more because he cums faster and it’s more likely that work will wait for him, so he needs you to please him however you want, but nice and fast.

𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄

Kokonoi masturbates a lot as well, since he worries too much and is really anxious. He needs to forget about his stress, so the only way to do that is either jerk off while sitting on the couch, legs spread like a manwhore, or hit you up to relieve some stress. He, of course, doesn’t have a proper relationship but instead a friends with benefits because this guy spoils you so much if you fuck him well. I bet that in the end, he catches feelings, but he tries not to admit it because he knows that he’ll lose you. This was supposed to be something with no strings attached.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎

Shinichiro is definitely a perv and an open one. Yes, he got rejected 20 times, but that doesn’t stop him from having dirty fantasies about all of his past crushes, despite being in a relationship with you. Shinichiro always likes to lie in bed and have better access to his dick and balls. He sometimes throws one or two "fucks" here and there, but quietly just so no one can hear him. He always imagines what it would be like to fuck you, but he always leaves that thought last just to cum faster. He chats about your sex life to his friends, and when he does, he gets mad hard. Once you two fuck, it’s over. Shinichiro is the kinkiest guy out there and has a very high sex drive. He’s a teaser too, so he always succeeds in leaving you flustered.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

Kazutora is innocent. That’s what everyone thought along with you, until he learned from others how sex really works. He also heard from other guys, and especially the gang, how amazing it is to jerk off. That’s why he tried it, and he didn’t regret it. Although he mainly jerks off in the shower, he can also masturbate in other places in his house too. He never told anyone this before, but he once dried humped his pillow thinking it was you. Kazutora is more than ready to claim you as his and has you begging for him to stop overstimulating you. This guy gets pleasure from eating pussy and needs to rub his crotch on the mattress to get more friction. By the time he is done with you, he has already cum two times, if not more.

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈

Hanma is a very needy man, and the relationship that lasted the longest in his life was just a week. Hanma just wants to fuck and then change women just like it was nothing. There’s no reason for him to masturbate since he always has at least two chicks beside him. He is the type of guy to have as many girls as possible in his life, but in his heart and mind, you will always be with him. He is one of those dudes who want to get their dick wet but at the same time want to be loyal to that one girl, but his commitment issues just won’t let him.

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in-jail-out-soon7 · 4 months

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"If I could change anything. I would've let myself fall in love with you."

In which instead of Takemitchy, it's you that has the ability to time travel. Allowing you to change the past and present. After traveling back to the present and attending the funeral of Takashi Mitsuya, you arrive back home to find a letter. An invitation to the Philippines.

Manjiro Sano x GN!Reader

Warnings: Tokyo Revengers spoilers, slowburn, mentions of death, cursing, guns, violence, blood & mentions of broken bones.

A/N: Hope this does well because I want to make it a series😭

With a flash of colour, every vein and artery seemed to buzz alongside every organ as you switched to your future body.

Blinking you steadied yourself in your new body. Taking a deep breath, a young woman with pale pink hair stood before you.

"Thank you for coming," she spoke softly. You hummed quietly in confusion. "Please wait in this line."

She gestured to the growing line forming behind her. "Oh.. Alright." The woman smiled and took her place behind a stand to check guests in.

Examining your surroundings you grasped at your clothes. You were dressed neatly in black formal mourning attire. Around you people spoke quietly to one another, comforting each other. An uneasy feeling settled in your chest as you took your place in line like you were instructed to.

At the front of the line, the lady from before alongside another who looked around the same age just with pale blonde hair greeted you. After giving them your last name the woman with blonde hair ushered you inside. "You can go inside," her voice shook and she pinched her nose but it did no good at preventing her tears.

You thanked them and made your way towards the entry of the building. Behind you the pink haired lady encouraged her friend. "Keep it together Mana."

"I'm sorry, Luna."

Trying not to trip over your own feet you turned on your heel quickly to examine the two girls. No, they weren't friends. They were sisters.

They ushered another guest into the funeral. The blonde woman, Mana, sobbed out her next words. "Thank you for attending my brother's funeral."

You chest tightened and you gasped, turning back around to rush into the building. Music played down the long hallway. The walls blurred together has you tried to find the correct room. Your ankles wobbled and knocked into each other, leaning on the wall for support you decided to search your person before moving forward.

Your fingers gripped around the familiar shape of your cellphone. Bringing the screen to life you tapped aggressively at the keyboard having to redo your password twice before opening the web. Searching for recent stories regarding any gang violence.

After searching endlessly you sat on the floor of the hallway your back hurting from being pressed against the textured wall for so long.

Takashi Mitsuya, a Toman Officer, had been strangled to death in an attack. Hinata Tachibana, your long time best friend had died once again in a car accident. Her boyfriend and in this timeline fiance, Takemitchi Hanagaki, who was also a Toman Officer had also died in the same accident.

The phone slipped from your sweaty palms onto the deep red carpet underneath you. The ringing in your ears drowned out the disgusting noises that came from your throat as you desperately tried not to throw up.

Passerbys stared and man approached you his comforts and concerns falling on deaf ears. Picking your phone up off the floor you braced your body on the wall before sliding up it with shaky legs.

It was Mitsuya's funeral. You had remembered meeting his little sisters, Luna and Mana, in the past at the New Year's festival.

When you gained enough strength in your legs you ran back down the way you came. Ignoring any looks thrown your way. Slipping through the big double doors you tried your best to stay out of everyone's way as you left the property.

You couldn't stay and sit through this service. You needed to find Naoto and figure out what the hell was happening.

After running aimlessly through the streets, muscle memory took you back to your old apartment. Heavy breaths left you as you sat in front of the front door with your back pressed against the hard material. Coughing and gagging on nothing.

You don't know why you had come back here. In other timelines you had been in nice preppy pent houses due to your connection to Toman, though you have never been an official member of the gang. According to Mikey you were just his guest he let sit in on meetings.

Where was Mikey?

A deep voice rang out from besides you. "Good, I knew you were back."

Lifting your gaze from the concrete floor your eyes fall over a tall, slim man with short black hair. He was dressed neatly in a tie, button down and black trousers, like he always was. It was Naoto.

Blinking you stood up clumsily. "Naoto?"

"My memories were over written, so I knew you had come back," he explained.

"Yeah, sure, but what the hell is happening?" Your fist clenched, nails digging into your palm. "Why is everyone dead?" You pressed. You had begun working with Naoto after Hinata's original death, when you had discovered your power of time traveling after dying to a division of Toman that had broken into your apartment and attacked you with a bat.

Meeting Naoto in the past, believing your life was just flashing before your eyes you admitted everything that would happen twelve years in the future. And with that knowledge he had managed to stop the Toman division from killing you again in exchange that you help save his sister.

Being an old friend of her's, a close one at that, made you a target in every timeline due to a plan still unknown to you. The first timeline where you managed to save Hinata and got to see her in the future, Takemitchi had reached out as well to speak with his ex-girlfriend. Ever since then Takemitchi has died alongside her in every future.

Naoto's gaze fell, his brow furrowed. "I'll explain inside." You hummed confused. He gestured to the apartment door. "Oh, yeah, you live here again. You probably have your keys on you."

Raising a brow you began checking your person until you struck up a silver ring of keys. "Oh." You unlocked the door, pushing it open. It smelt vaguely of cleaner and bleach. You two made your way inside.

Naoto explained everything. How all main Toman members: Draken, Mitsuya, Hakkai, Chifuyu and Takemitchi have all been killed. Even Kisaki and Kazutora were found dead.

Your drummed your fingers on the wooden table in your room as you listened to Naoto. "But, how?" You interrupt him, not wanting to hear anymore. "I did what I was supposed to." Glaring at him you thought back to the your last travel to the past.

You were right, you did everything you had planned on doing. You avoided Taiju being killed thanks to Takemitchi and after the news of the Christmas showdown came out Mikey kicked Kisaki out of Toman. Though you weren't there to see it Chifuyu and Takemitchi, the only two who knew you could time travel, reported to you about the latest Toman meeting that resulted in Kisaki's dismissal. Mikey didn't allow you at that meeting, he claimed it was punishment for tampering in a fight and risking getting hurt. As if the ear full he gave you wasn't enough.

"What about Mikey?" You asked suddenly.

Naoto sighed. "We don't know." He dug around in his coat, pulling out a piece of paper. "Currently, the suspect for all the murders," he unfolds the paper. Mikey.. But his hair was longer and black. The photo had been taken at an angle that you could see a dragon tattoo, identical to Draken's, snaked across his neck. "Is Manjiro Sano."

Your nails scratched against the table as they found their place against your palm in a fist. "What the hell are you talking about? Why would Mikey do that?"

Naoto sat the paper on the table. "We don't know, but I want to hear Mikey's side of the story." He finally took a seat across from you. "I wouldn't be surprised if he went looking for you."

A bit taken back you raise a brow. "Why? I was never apart of Toman."

He rested his chin in his open palm. "Yeah, but you two had some kind of relationship right?"

Your face flushed. "Not like that." Before you could defend yourself further you caught glimpse of a photo on the table. You slid it off the wooden surface and examined it. It was the photo Takemitchi had made you, Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya and Hakkai take before you returned to the future. Everyone's laughter frozen as Takemitchi tried to get in frame before the timer ended. You couldn't help but notice how Mikey's eyes were focused on you.

Naoto stretched over the table to look at the photo in your hand. "Where'd you get that photo?"

You looked back up at him and shrugged, tracing your eyes back to the place you had found the photo. "Right here," an open envelope sat next to where the photo had been laying. "Oh, hey."

Naoto picks up the envelope before you could. Studying the paper and stamps he concludes,"This is from outside of Japan. The Philippines." He takes the letter out and unfolds it gently, reading it.

Pushing yourself up with your hands, you try to catch a glimpse of the letter. "What does it say? Who's it from?"

He turns the letter towards you, offering it to you. "No name."

There wasn't much written on the page.

"Meet me on January 20th, at that place I told you about."

Staring at the words you reread them over and over trying to figure out who could've sent the letter.

"Any idea who sent this to you?"

"No, I don't think so.." You turned back to the photo. Tracing over the face of all your friends that were now dead. Then you landed on Mikey.

"Just get on it, I swear you won't fall (Y/N)." Mikey laughed as he tried to get you to sit properly on the bike him and Draken had been working on. Draken had gone inside for a bottle of water, leaving you two alone.

With your legs spread around the bike you gripped Mikey's shoulders, refusing to sit down fully. "No- I don't know how to balance myself without sitting behind someone!"

Pulling your hands off of him, he placed them on the motorcycle's handles. He gripped your wrist firm enough to keep you in place but not enough to hurt you. He laughs again when you whine. "I won't let you fall, just sit."

Grumbling you fully sat down in the seat. He didn't let your wrists go. "What's this bike for anyways?" You ask.

"We're fixing it up for Takemitchy," he explained, his grip loosening.

"Really? You're giving him a bike? He'll crash it in seconds." Mikey rolled his eyes and smirked. "Where'd you even find parts for this?"

Mikey's smirk softened to a smile. His hands weren't even holding yours anymore, just softly resting on top your own on the handles. "My older brother found this engine and mine sometime when he traveled around for parts. He only had enough parts to reconstruct my bike, so this one's just been sitting around." He explained. "He found em in some old shitty town somewhere in the Philippines."

You had been so engrossed in the story at the time that you hadn't even noticed Mikey had kicked up the bike stand and you were balancing on your own.

Looking up at Naoto who seemed concerned at your spacing out, you turned the group photo towards him. Your finger over Mikey's face. "It's from Mikey."

Naoto arranged the trip to the Philippines, making sure you arrived with enough time to find the place Mikey had been talking about.

When the 20th of January arrived you and Naoto traveled to the old ruin. The old concrete building so turn apart you couldn't even tell what it was originally supposed to be.

You wiped sweat away from your brow caused by the beaming sun. Naoto turned to you. "It'll be easier if we split up." He spoke.

Shaking your head you glared at him. "Hell no, that's how people die," you argued.

He rolled his eyes. "We'll cover more ground that way." Slipping his coat off, he folded it in half then laid it over one shoulder. He waves you off. "Yell if something happens."

Grumbling, you watch as he walks off to the ruin. When he was out of sight you went inside yourself.

You could really tell how broken down the building was from the inside. Destroyed walls and caved ceilings. You took a set of stairs up a level. With Every step you kicked up dirt and dust. You waved a hand out in front of you to prevent any of the dibre from getting in your eyes when you noticed something on your thumb.

Stoping momentarily, you brought your hand up to your face. A long white line snaked up the bottom of your thumb. A scar. You don't remember having it before your last trip to the past, you must've gotten it sometime during the Christmas brawl.

The clutter of metal pulled you from your thoughts. Rounding a corner you arrived in a doorway. In the room, mountains of old junk and metal covered nearly the whole floor making it hard to maneuver through the scrap. Anywhere you placed a hand for support something would fall and scrap against something else.

You finally arrived at a clearing in the middle of all the junk. Quietly cursing as you tried to soothe any cuts and scratches you had just gained.

"(Y/N)."

Looking up to find where the voice came from, in front of you on top of a large pile of scraps and metal. A man stood amongst it. His hair was short and black, the under shaved. Black eyes stared into your own.

"Mikey?" You called up to the man as you took a step forward. It seemed stupid to ask, who else would be here?

He sat down on top the pile and crossed his legs over one another. Propping an elbow on his knee, he rested his chin in his hand before he spoke. "I hope you've been well."

"Yeah.. I have," you've met multiple people from the past in the present from different timelines. But meeting Mikey in the present just felt.. different. It made your face warm.

Mikey smiled. "You brought someone with you."

Nodding, you chuckled nervously. "Naoto, from back then. We've been working together for while now."

He hummed, never breaking eye contact. "He your boyfriend?"

You blinked and waved your arms in front of your face. "What? No, he's like a million years younger than me!"

Mikey laughed softly. "That right?" You nodded and crossed your arms, glaring up at him. "Well, I think you look good for a million." A soft gasp left your lips, the comment catching you off guard. Mikey stands. "Truth is, I asked you to come all the way here to ask you a favor." He stuffs his hands in his pockets.

"Couldn't have mentioned it in your letter?" You tease.

He shakes his head and smirks, ignoring your comment. "When I first got here, I immediately thought of my brother," he started. "Y'know I fought an awful lot of guys when I was younger, made a lot of friends too." His gaze slips to you for a moment before turning away. "Lots of laughs and tears. Then it occured to me that that's how Toman really got started. They're all really good memories."

Mikey turns away, his back facing you. Just like back then, you were always so interested when Mikey spoke. You don't know why, but you always just yearned for him to speak more. About anything.

"When me and you cut ties. Toman changed." He turned back towards you. Confused, you raised a brow at Mikey beckoning for him to continue. "(Y/N)."

He spoke your name softly.

"What was it that made you think I was going to accept your confession that day?"

Your mouth dried up and you sucked in a breath. You didn't know how to respond, these weren't events you were there for. But then again, you confessed to him?

Accepting you weren't going to respond he continued, looking off to the side. "I stopped talking to you and pushed you away. But I realised I couldn't keep it together on my own. Not even Takemitchy could keep me in line. I spun out of control and lost myself."

You shifted from one foot to the other nervously. "What do you mean? What happened?"

Mikey breathed deeply and his brow furrowed. "When Toman changed, I went looking for you. I had realised how much I messed up by cutting you off, but Kenny and Mitsuya stopped me. They didn't want me dragging you back into the mess I had just made of Toman, they protected you. They did the same thing when Takemitchy left the gang."

You take a step forward. "Takemitchy left?"

He nods. "Yeah. And those two did everything in their power to keep you guys away." Mikey frowns. "They really were great guys."

Fidgeting with your fingers you chuckle softly. "Yeah," you swallow and fight back the urge to ask the most obvious question. What happened to them?

"They were my best friends." Mikey pauses and looks at you. You take a step back as he breaths his next words. "But, I killed them both." The same feeling from Mitsuya's funeral bloomed through your chest. It burned all the way up to your throat and you coughed, choking on air. Mikey continued. "The problem was when Toman changed. All those guys, every last one of them. I killed them all."

He looked back at you. You caught your breath and glared at him. "I don't get it- why the fuck would you do that?!" You exclaimed, flaring your arms around.

"Tch." Mikey dug around in his pocket. "This is why I called you here, (Y/N)." Mikey threw whatever he pulled out of his pocket towards you. It cluttered at your feet. "I need you to end this. To end it all."

Your gaze fell to the floor beneath you. A gun laid at your feet. You covered your mouth with a hand, pulling at your lips as anxiety spread through your entire body, your whole body shaking with nerves.

"Pick up the gun, (Y/N)."

An unexpected sob breaks from your throat, your nose hot as you stared at the gun. Mikey made his way down towards you. You didn't lift your gaze until he was directly in front of you. It was all too much. The smell of dust, must, the gun at your feet it was all just too much.

"This is the place I want it to come to an end," Mikey smiled and stepped closer to you. "The end of my dream."

Your removed the hand from your mouth and gasped painfully. Gripping at your clothes you kicked the gun away and glared at Mikey, your vision clouded. "What- I'm not- I'm not going to kill you!" You struggled to get the words out. "Why did you kill all those people, Mikey!?" He returned your glare, glancing back behind you where the gun had been kicked off to. "Answer me!"

Mikey took a step back and tilted his head towards the caved in ceiling. Through the hole you could see a bird fly overhead. "Turns out, it's not easy to achieve a dream. I set out to make a whole new era for delinquents, Toman was supposed to be the vehicle to achieving that dream." He looked back at you. "But then the whole thing went to shit."

You swallowed and watched Mikey closely.

"The first time I killed someone," his eyes hooded and he smiled smugly. "I didn't even feel a thing. Then I realized something, pretty much any problem anyone has can be solved by just killing someone." He smiles, his teeth showing. They had yellowed over time. "So, now I just kill anyone standing in my way."

Without thinking you swung towards Mikey, your hand in a fist. Mikey catches your wrist, pulling you towards him. His grip was almost unbearably tight, you winced. "What the hell are you saying!? There's no way you actually mean all of that! I'll never believe you do!"

Mikey mutters something and gripped you harder.

"You're still the same guy from back then, the same guy who helped me balance on a motorcycle for the first time!" With your free hand you gripped his shirt.

"Stop it, (Y/N)."

You shook him slightly. "You're still the same guy I fell in love with 12 years ago-"

Gripping your wrist, Mikey swings you into a nearby pillar. Your grit your teeth as your back collides with the pillar. Mikey makes his way towards you. Grasping at your clothes he pulls you up and pushes you against the pillar, he pulls another gun from his pocket and places it against your cheek. Hard.

"What the hell are you trying to achieve here!?" He hisses. Reaching your arms out you hold onto his shoulders for support. Tears finally slipping down your face as you gasp for air. There's no way one of your ribs weren't broken. He presses the barrel of the gun harder against you, pushing your face into the stone pillar. You grip his shoulders harder.

Painful whines and whimpers fall from your lips. "Mikey.. It hurts.." His eyes widen but he doesn't change his position.

He stretches out a leg, the gun you kicked away had been around the place he had thrown you. He kicks the gun at you. "Pick it up." Your lips quiver and you managed the best shake of your head that you can. "(Y/N)."

He changes the position of the gun, moving it from your cheek to inbetween your eyes. "Either you kill me," he spoke. You took a hand off one of his shoulders to grip his wrist holding the gun. "Or I kill you."

You choke out your words offering Mikey a small smile. "I could never kill you, Mikey."

He glares at you pressing the gun harder against your head. "There's no going back to the past."

A gunshot rings out. Your eyes widen expecting it to be you, instead Mikey falls. Blood spattering on your face and his gun falling to the ground. You drop to your knees, holding your side, cradling a for sure broken rib. A voice calls out.

"Are you alright?!" Sucking in painful wheezes of breaths you find Naoto at your side with a gun drawn. To your other side Mikey laid in a puddle of blood, coughing.

You move as fast as you can to his side. Naoto's protests falling on deaf ears as you pull Mikey's head into your lap. You repeat his name desperately like prayer. His dark hair matted with blood from the wound on the side of his head and his pale skin stained.

He grunts and grasps your upper arm weakly. "Naoto Tachibana, is that you?" He coughs, blood trailing down his chin. "Thank you. For shooting, because (Y/N) wasn't gonna do it." He smiles softly and looks at you. "Finally, it's over. My life has been nothing but.. suffering."

A tear drips off your nose and onto Mikey's neck. "Shut up, I can fix this, Mikey." You search around for anything to help even though you knew there was nothing.

"I didn't want to reject you that day," tears flowed down Mikey's cheeks. "I just didn't want you to end up.. Like my brother or Baji." A sob breaks from your throat as you watch him.

"What could've I done to get you accept?" You choke. "See I can fix it- just tell me what I could of done differently!"

Mikey shakes his head as much as his body would allow. "It makes me happy to know you still like me." He grunts and twists in your lap. "(Y/N)." You squeeze your eyes shut as you try to push down the ugly sounds threatening to fall from your lips.

"If I could change anything. I would've let myself fall in love with you."

"Mikey, stop it."

The hand that was softly grasping at you falls limp as Mikey stills. The only thing moving being stray tears falling down his cheeks.

You grit your teeth.

"Mikey- Mikey, I said stop it!"

He doesn't respond.

#valhalla mikey #fanfic #manjiro sano #manjiro sano x reader #mikey sano #sano manjiro x reader #sano mikey manjiro #takemitchy #tokrev manjiro #tokyo revengers #baji keisuke #draken tokyo revengers #draken #naoto tachibana #angst #mitsuya takashi #hakkai shiba #chifuyu matsuno #genderfluid

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strawberryclementine · 1 year

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How they confess ♥️

How the characters of Tokyo Revengers confess their feelings to their crush.

Sends a love letter and asks to meet privately 💌

Hina, Yuzuha, Chifuyu

Does nothing, buries their feelings forever 🤐

Draken, Hakkai, Inui

Takes you to your favourite spot to say it 🌇

Takemichi, Kazutora, Kakucho, Shinichiro

Accidentally blurts it in a random situation 🫢

Mikey, Baji, Benkei

Takes you out to a nice dinner first 🍷

Kokonoi, Ran, Takeomi

Catches you by surprise with a kiss 😗

Hanma, Ran, South

Suddenly holds your hand while hanging out and waits for a reaction 🤝

Naoto, Mitsuya, Emma

Asks if you have a crush, hoping you'll confess first❓

Kazutora, Sanzu, Souya, Izana

Calls you out of the blue to ask you out 📞

Taiju, Rindou, Wakasa

Casually confesses like it's common knowledge 😎

Nahoya

Develops an unnecessarily complicated plan to impress you first 📑

Kisaki

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sirthisisa-wendys · 1 year

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Alright babe I have come! What TR boys would have you get THEIR name on your skin for life, what boys would get YOUR name, and who’s down for matching/or both names?!

*totally getting the dragon tattoo on my thigh🖤

I LOVE THIS LIST IDEA

TR Boys Who Get Tattoos of YOUR name (The "Loyal Until Death and Won't Pay For Laser Removal, No Matter What" Bunch)

Takashi Mitusya, Taiju Shiba, Keizo Arashi (both beefers take off their shirts during a fight JUST SO people can see the tattoo, not because they have to), KAKUCHO HITTO (this is fucking canon, fight me on it), Yasuhiro Muto, BAJI KEISUKE (he does it IMMEDIATELY after you mention it in passing), Seishu Inui, Pah-Chin, TETTA KISAKI, Takeomi Akashi (in secret), NAOTO TACHIBANA

TR Boys Who Ask You To Tattoo THEIR Name On Your Body (The "It Was A Joke Until It Wasn't but You Were Serious" Group)

Ran Haitani, Mikey Sano, Shion Madarame, IZANA KUROKAWA, Wakasa Imaushi (he'll hold your hand, though), Sanzu Haruchiyo, Nahoya Kawata, PEH YAN

TR Boys Who Demand Matching Tattoos/ Both Names (The "Drunken Pact" and "High On Love One Night With Enough Money" Group)

RINDOU HAITANI (duh), Hakkai Shiba, SOUTH TERANO, Ken Ryuguji, Takemichi Hanegaki, SHINICHIRO SANO ("you're not sitting in that chair and in pain by yourself" head-ass), Kanji Mochizuki, Souya Kawata, CHIFUYU MATSUNO, Kazutora Hanemiya, SHUJI HANMA (so he can show his friends how badass you both are afterward)

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pfpanimes · 5 months

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⌕ tokyo revengers - naoto tachibana.

like or reblog if you save/use.

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souyasbabyy · 2 years

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your instagram while dating naoto

for that anon that asked it, i never wrote or did anything for/with naoto so here it is, i did adult naoto, for obvious reasons. also to everyone, my requests are open so tell me there which characters you want me to do it for, not in the comments, it's easier for me, thanks, love u <3

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y/n: he's late but he looks too good for me to wake him up

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matsunooo: loosing his job for love

└ y/n: i was joking it's his day off 💀

takemichioff: no mercy, JUMP ON HIM

└ nao_o: i'll kill you

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y/n: my boyfriend >>> yours

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HINAHINA: naoto, you better not break her heart

└ nao_o: wtf? why would i?

└ HINAHINA: i'm just warning you 🔫

shiba_yzh: get you all a bf like him

└ y/n: theres no one like him though

└ shiba_yzh: 🤢

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y/n: best date of my life

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sano_em: OMG HAVE YOU SEEN THE SHARKS

└ y/n: I DID THEY WERE SO CUTE

akkun_snd: are you paying a photographer to follow you everywhere?

└ y/n: LAZKJFOIDH NO

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y/n: holidays baby!!

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sano_em:- the pictures are so pretty y/n wtf

└ y/n: right!!! the first one was taken by a lady and she said we were cute 🥺

└ sano_em: anww

HINAHINA: can't wait to see you two again

└ y/n: <3

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y/n: she stole my bff

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nao_o: stop being jealous of a cat

└ y/n: 😔

yamagishii: how could he do that to you?

└ y/n: i'm heart broken 😢😔💔

└ nao_o: babe stop lmao

#mel 🌻#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers imagine #tokyo revengers headcanon #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers smau #naoto tachibana #naoto x reader #naoto imagine #naoto headcanons #naoto smau #tokyorev x reader #hina tachibana #takemichi hanagaki #emma sano #mizo middle #yuzuha shiba

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thedarkreunion69 · 6 months

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On Duty

Kinktober Day - 3 (Car Sex)

Naoto Tachibana × Fem!Reader

SMUT 18+ (2.5k)

Where you and your senior find ways to pass some time during a mission

🔞NSFW🔞 reader is childish and pisses of naoto,teasing,making out, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex

"He's not coming out is he?" It's been a whole hour and you and your senior, Naoto Tachibana are just staring at an apartment door from his car, waiting for any movements.

"A bit of advice, While it is true that the suspect is not doing anything notable at the moment, you must remember that there is always a chance that he will do something unexpected." He glances to where you are looking. "I know that it may appear to be a waste of time, but it is imperative that we remain vigilant."

"Yes Sir" You say with a yawn and lean back on the passenger seat. "How long are supposed to stay here for, anyways?"

"All night." Naoto answers bluntly, his expression unchanged from before. "We cannot risk losing track of him while he waits to be questioned. The sooner we gather enough evidence to prove that he was responsible, the better." He looks away from you, looking bored.

You frown at his answer, there was no way you were sitting in the car whole night with a man who barely acknowledged your presence. "All night? So we're supposed to sit in this car all night? It's barely even 10pm right now!"

"That is correct" Naoto answers coldly. "If you can think of a better way of doing this, I am all ears." He still looks away from you, his eyes focused on the apartment infront.

"Aren't you getting bored Sir?" You glance up to him, watching as he wrote something on his notepad.

"Boredom is of no concern to me." Naoto's voice sounded almost irritated by the question. He does glance at you again, his eye twitching slightly as he does. "Do not speak unless necessary. We are here to do a job."

You were getting bored out of your mind. "Can I atleast turn on the radio?"

Naoto's eyes narrow in annoyance upon your suggestion. "No. I do not think that it is a good idea to have any sort of distraction. I want you to keep an eye on the situation." He seems frustrated at having to answer such an obvious question.

"Okay then can we play a game Or something? My phone has died and I'm getting so bored" You say while sighing and putting away your dead phone.

Naoto seems annoyed by the continued questioning. He looks at you and speaks in a blunt tone. "You are not here to be entertained. You are here to do your job. So sit still and do what you're paid for."

"Do you have games on your phone?" You loved picking on him and teasing him, it was like a second job for you.

Naoto looks over at you with a visible look of annoyance on his face. "No, I do not have games on my phone. We are here to keep an eye on the suspect, nothing more. And I would appreciate it if you would stop asking me irrelevant questions."

You take his phone from him and start downloading games to pass time. Naoto rolls his eyes slightly but doesn't say anything. He turns back to glare at the apartment building for the millionth time, clearly impatient.

He looked so hot when pissed off, so you decided to piss him off even more. "Mr. Tachibana do you have a girlfriend?"

Naoto's eyebrow rose slightly at the suddenly asked question. He turned to look at you, one eyebrow raised. He took a second to think about how to answer that question. "No, I do not have a girlfriend." He answered bluntly. He continued to keep an eye on the apartment building while waiting for a response to that answer.

"Then do you have a wife?"

Naoto sighs. "No, I do not have a wife either. I do not think that I am interested in romance at this time." He turned back to face the apartment building.

He glances at his phone in your hand, watching you play silly games. "Wait how old are you again?"

"I'm 22, Sir" You reply while still playing the game.

Naoto raises an eyebrow in surprise. "I must admit, you do not seem like a 22 year old." He responds in a slightly confused tone.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing, Sir?"

Naoto is quiet for a moment, thinking about how to answer the question. He seems hesitant to choose the wrong answer. After a moment he speaks. "It's not a bad thing necessarily. It's just that I find your behavior and manner of speaking to be somewhat…childlike."

"Maybe you're just too mature, Sir. You need to loosen up and have some fun once in a while too, rather than spending your life acting like a grandpa all the time" Even if it was risky, you loved teasing the hell out of him.

Naoto's face twitches slightly, as if you touched a nerve with your words. "I am only 25 years old. I am not acting like a 'grandpa'." He replies, his voice clearly irritated. "However, I will concede that I am an individual that prefers to maintain his own discipline and focus. Maybe too much so."

You snicker at his words. "You talk like a grandpa tho"

Naoto's face twitches again. He turns to look at you, his face filled with annoyance. "You seem to be getting an awful lot of enjoyment out of trying to irritate me." He says coldly.

'Oh yes I do' you think to yourself. "I'm just stating facts, sir"

Naoto's eyes narrow at the emphasized use of "sir." "If you do not shut up I will lock you in the backseat of the car for the rest of the night." He says bluntly. "We are here to do a job. I will tolerate nothing else."

You thought to irritate him even more, just for the fun of it. "Ohh are you gonna punish me officer? That's sounds kinky" You manage to say in your most flirty voice.

Naoto's eyebrows raise slightly at the unexpected flirty comment. He stares at you silently for a moment before speaking in an irritated tone. "I do not think that now is the right time for your 'flirting'."

"You're the one who started it by saying you wanna punish me, sir"

"I did not intend for my words to be taken like that" Naoto answers coldly. "All I meant was that I have a level of authority over you that I could exercise if necessary. There was no 'flirting' involved." He glances at you with an irritated look on his face. "You have a dirty mind."

"Here you go talking like a grandpa again" You chuckle and continue to play on his phone.

Naoto's eyes twitch again as the previous frustration begins to return. He turns away from you and returns his focus to the building. "Just…shut up." He says after a moment, clearly annoyed. "We don't have time to argue about this."

You were getting bored and sleepy now. "We've been sitting in this car since 2 hours and that man hasn't come out once, he's probably sleeping in there, and we should too"

Naoto's eyes twitch again at the suggestion that you both should go to sleep. "We cannot 'sleep in' while on the job. We do not know that the suspect is asleep. He could be doing anything and I do not intend to let my guard down." He stares at the building intently, as if waiting for something to happen.

"You really need to loosen up Sir, anyways you remain on watch duty, I'm taking a nap" You say while making your way towards the backseat.

Naoto's eyes flicker over to your legs as your skirt hikes up. He quickly turns his vision back toward the apartment building, shaking his head in irritation. "I will not be 'loosening up' while on the job." He says after a moment and sighs. "Fine. Go to sleep if you want to. I'm not going to stop you. Just don't be caught off-guard or I will be getting you punished for it." Naoto glares at you as he speaks.

You loved seeing the look of annoyance on his face, so you decided t push his buttons even more, seeing how far you can take it. "So Sir, Do you prefer boobs or butt? Or perhaps thighs?"

Naoto turns his head towards you in surprise at the sudden question. "I'm sorry, WHAT? What does that have to do with anything?" He asks in confusion, seeming slightly amused at the completely random question.

"I'm just curious officer, it would be polite of you to answer the question" You say while making yourself comfortable on the backseat.

Naoto is quiet for a few moments, his eyebrow raised in confusion at the line of questioning. "I…like everything? Do most people not like everything?" He answers after a moment, still seeming confused.

"Most men have a preference of thing over another" You say, trying to control your laugh.

Naoto shrugs. "I don't think I have a preference. I mean, everything is pretty nice, isn't it?" He leans back in his seat and adjusts his jacket. "Do you think it's…unusual to not have a preference?" He asks.

"It's fine I guess, considering your lack of experience"

Naoto glares at you in the backseat. "What does my lack of experience has to do with anything? Will you just shut up and watch the goddamn building? We're on duty for god's sake."

"Make Me" You say smugly while smirking

Naoto is quiet for a few seconds, as if contemplating on what the best answer to this statement would be. He finally speaks. "You know what?" He climbs out of his seat and makes his way towards you, pining you down on the backseat. "You asked for it."

You were shocked by his sudden change in demeanor and couldn't muster up the courage to speak as you quietly looked up at him with your cheeks burning.

He places a hand on your cheek and leans closer until your faces are only a few inches apart, lips nearly touching. "Is this what you wanted?" He says in a deep, husky voice. He stares into your eyes with an intense gaze.

"I-Uh" Your mind turns blank due to the close proximity

Naoto slowly reaches forward and places his finger on your bottom lip. His thumb brushes the corner of your mouth. "You should be more careful with what you say.." He says softly, his voice still husky. He leans forward even more, his lips almost touching yours.

The situation is filled with anticipation. His hand is still holding your chin and his thumb brushes along your lips. "Now do you understand why I told you not to mess around?" He whispers. His voice is still husky, his gaze is intense. Naoto's free hand is holding onto the side of your thigh, which only adds to the sexual tension in the car.

"Don't you look so pretty when you just shut up?" He says in a seductive voice and glances down at your lips, before meeting your gaze again. He leans in closer still until your lips finally touch.

You can feel your senior's soft, warm lips on your own. His breath is heavy as he kisses you, pulling you in close to his body. His lips move in sync with your own. The feeling of his lips and tongue on yours sends a shiver down your spine. Your breathing becomes more and more ragged and heavy. His fingers move up your thigh, now caressing your body.

Naoto's fingers slip underneath the edge of your skirt. He pulls you in closer, trying to deepen the kiss as much as he can. His breath is heavy in the car, he can barely catch it. The feeling was intoxicating.

He growled into the kiss, his tongue delving deeper into your mouth as he pushed you back against the car seat.

His hand moved up further under your skirt, brushing against your sensitive folds through your panties.

You couldn't help but moan as his fingers slipped inside your panties. "So wet for me" he murmured against your lips, his hand moving up to tease your clit through your soaking wet panties. "So fucking responsive."

He continued teasing your sensitive folds, his fingers moving rhythmically against your clit.

"A-Ah! S-Sir!" His fingers felt just so good on you.

"Call me Naoto" As your moans filled the air, Naoto couldn't help but grow bolder. He slid his fingers deeper into your panties, his thumb now rubbing circles over your swollen clit. His other hand moved to grope one of your perky breasts through your shirt.

He quickly unbuttoned your shirt and pulled down your bra, exposing your soft breasts. He leaned down and took your hardened nipple in his mouth, sucking hungrily.

His fingers continued their relentless assault on your sensitive folds, pushing two fingers inside you, feeling the heat and wetness of your arousal. His thumb moved faster over your clit, the knot in your stomach growing tighter.

As the sound of your moans filled the car, Naoto could feel his own arousal growing. He picked up the pace, his fingers moving deeper inside you while his thumb worked faster against your sensitive nub.

Feeling your walls pulsate He pulled his fingers from you causing a small whimper to escape your lips. "N-Naoto!"

"What? Don't like being teased?" He lined up his length with your entrance, teasing your clit with his tip. "What do you want?"

"You, I want you" Your mind was completely blank as he continues to flick your clit with his tip.

"You gotta be more specific than that princess" His thumb slowly drags around your bottom lips.

"Need you inside, please Naoto"

Hearing your needy words, Naoto couldn't hold back any longer. Slowly, he pushed inside, filling you up inch by slow inch.

You couldn't help but moan loudly at the sudden intrusion, the atmosphere of car growing hotter by each passing second.

"Fuck" he groaned, feeling you tighten around him. He began moving slowly inside you, thrusting deep and hard, feeling you stretch around him. He slowly puts your legs on his shoulders, causing him to go in deeper.

The car starts to squeak with each of his thrusts. Naoto's movements grew more frantic, matching the rhythm of your moans. His hips slammed against you, pushing his cock deeper inside you with every thrust.

"aah! n-naoto!" Naoto's name on your lips fueled him, causing him to lose control. He pumped his hips harder, slamming into you with each thrust, working his way closer and closer to his release.

He leaned down and captured your lips in a fiery kiss. His tongue danced with yours as his hips picked up speed, pounding into you without mercy. He could feel his climax approaching fast.

Feeling you about to cum, he picked up the pace even more, grinding against you roughly. "Come on, be a Good girl and Cum with me" he groaned, his cock throbbing inside you as he reached his climax.

You could feel the knot in your stomach snapping as you reached your climax.

Feeling you release around him, Naoto's entire body tensed as he came, filling you with his seed. His hips bucked against you one last time, groaning deeply as he released completely.

"Looks like I finally made you shut up" He slowly pulls out of you and wipes the sweat from his forehead.

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