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avengersassemble123 · 4 months

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ASKING TOKREV BOYS FOR YOU TO WAX THEM PT.3

FT. KOKONOI, INUPI, SANZU, HANMA

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KOKONOI

You slowly applied the wax strips as Kokonoi continued to sleep blissfully, unaware about his surroundings, as you tried to hold in your giggles as you applied the last wax strip on his chest.

You had applied few wax strips on his chest and one on either of his feet, while he continued to sleep peacefully. After a few seconds, you reached for a wax strip at the dead center of his chest, before trying to rip it out, but only being pulled partially.

Koko snapped his eyes open, grunting awake in shock, as he felt a sort of abrupt pain on the skin of his chest, as he looked at you, covering your mouth, trying to cover your laughter, as he looked down towards his body.

"Huh what happened?" Koko said, still not over his sleep despite being woken up abruptly, as he moved his hand over his chest, feeling something stuck on him.

"LMAOO you're so lucky, you're so lucky" (NAME) said, not being able to control her laughter, as Koko still tried to figure out what was going on.

"It felt like a heartattack..What're you doing?" Koko asked, as he now tried sitting on the bed, looking over his chest, before it clicked.

"OHH FUCK MEE" He cursed, as he laid back again, as he placed his hand over his forehead and eyes in frustration and realisation, while you laughed at his reaction.

"Oh god (NAME) are you serious? What ar- THEY'RE ON MY FUCKING FEET TOO??" Koko exclaimed, as he lifted both his feet up, which displayed the wax strips on them.

You laughed, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

"Yea, they're on your feet too. But luckily for you, its more on your chest since majorly the hair is present there." You exclaimed casually, as Koko looked at you in horror, as he sat on the edge of the bed.

You then suddenly ripped a wax strip off his chest, making Koko squeal loudly as he fell back on the bed, covering the waxed area by his hands, "AAAHHH FUCK"

"You wanna choose which one you wanna do next." You said, laughing, as Koko stood up from the bed, trying to go towards a mirror, "OH MY GOD" he said as he took a glance of himself in the mirror, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his fingers while the other hand rested on his hip.

You pulled another strip from his chest.

"AHHH MY NIPPLE!"

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INUPI

Your boyfriend was busy watching TV, while you sat by the basin, applying wax on a wax strip, as you continuously peeked behind to see if you're boyfriend is still oblivious to this.

Inupi did notice you acting weirdly, but he figured it must be some silly prank that you're planning to pull, but not exactly figuring out what are you really going to pull on him.

As he continued watching TV, pushing those thoughts away, you slowly walked towards him on the couch, the wax strip behind your back by one hand, you sat on the couch beside him, pulling his hand over your shoulder, before snuggling onto him, which he gladly appreciated, pulling you closer, his eyes not leaving the TV.

Just then he felt something on his leg. As if something warm was glued onto his leg, as he looked down to see some paper stuck onto his leg, making his brows furrow.

"Huh?" He grunted confused, as he bent down slightly to examine it, before realisation hit him.

"Are you serious (NAME)?" Inupi looked at you with a deadpanned expression, making you chuckle.

"Fuck off...Are you kidding me right now?" Inupi groaned, as he tried pulling the wax strip off his leg slowly, hissing when he felt the pain, realising there was no way out now.

As you reached towards the strip, Inupi pulled his leg away from you, as he held your hand, groaning, "(NAME) no.."

"What's the matter? Its got to come off, not that its stuck." You laughed, as your boyfriend rubbed both of his hands against his face, while grumbling frustratingly.

"You're a dick, you know that right?" Inupi grunted, making you laugh more.

"Are you ready?" You asked as you rubbed in the wax strip, while Inupi laid his leg on the couch flat, preparing himself, "fuck no, but here we are."

"No no no no, wait" Inupi said, still pulling his leg, while you wheezed, trying to get his leg over to you.

"For fuck's sake" inupi groaned, as now he held his leg still by both hands, while you ripped the strip.

As soon as you ripped the strip, he yelped, rubbing his hand over the waxed area, while you cackled hysterically, disposing the wax strip before patting his head.

"Why do I even put up with you at this point?"

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SANZU

"Okay thats enough."

Sanzu said, sat on a chair, his hands and facing leaning against the headrest, while you applied wax on a small part of his back, his nose already stuffed with two wax dipped earbuds.

"(NAME) thats enough." Sanzu whined, his head slightly tilting sideways to meet your eyesight.

"I'm cleaning it up becauses you have pieces of it strangled on it." You said, as you continued working on it.

"That shit's hot." Sanzu muttered, his brows furrowing, to which you acknowledged him with your humming.

You waited for a few seconds, while the sight of your boyfriend stuffed with waxed earbuds up his nose, with his shirt pulled up to his neck due to the wax on his back, wildly entertained you.

You ensured all his hair was placed towards his front, before trying to get a grip on the wax. You soothed his back before ripping the wax out.

As soon as you ripped out the strip, Sanzu winced, abruptly standing up, moving away from the chair he sat, "Put that shit down, that shit fucking hurt." Sanzu said, as he pulled his shirt down, glaring at you lightly, while you covered your mouth, hiding your laughter, as you went towards him to hug him, while he pouted, "Baby are you okay?" You said, still laughing, as he slightly hugged you back as well, "Hell no, why the fuck do people use that?"

After a while, you two stood in the bathroom, as Sanzu tied his hair up, before leaning towards the basin, reluctantly holding one wax earbud up his nose since he decided that he didnt trust you enough to pull it out of his nose as you would literally rip out his nose as well, making you put your tongue out mockingly, giving him the middle finger.

Sanzu warmed himself up by tugging on the stick briefly before trying to pull it out, but failing miserable, making you wheeze at his failed attempt. He tried it once again but failed again, grunting out in pain and frustration while you stared at him with the look of 'i told you so', making hims giving you the middle finger this time.

As he attempted to remove the wax stick again, he failed again, making you both laugh out hysterically, while Sanzu tugged at the stick with both his hands, "Its stuck man..."

After dealing with the waxing, you both sat on the couch, as he let you clean his face with a towel,

"Your ass better not tell this shit to anyone or else im hunting you down to the ends of the earth."

"Yea yea i know.."

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HANMA

You two laid on your bed, as your boyfriend's head laid on your lap, while you applied the wax above his eyebrows to shape it.

"You better not mess up my beautiful face babe." Hanma said smirking, making you flick his forehead.

"As if. Im doing a favor by trying to make your face look bearable. And besides you can't mess up something that's already messed up." You sassed, as you stuck the waxing strips, rubbing on it to get it properly stuck, while your boyfriend played with your hair, irritating and teasing you.

As you waited for the wax to set in, you swatted Shuji's hands as he was getting impatient to remove the strips.

"Shuji not now."

"Then when?? Its taking too long. I thought this was supposed to be quick."

"The wax needs to set in dumbass."

"Always knew you were into these kind of nonsense."

"Shut the hell up."

As you got ready for pulling out the wax strips, Hanma held a mirror in front of his face, looking at the process inquisitively.

You managed to rip out one strip, making him taken aback alightly, eyebrows furrowing, as you rubbed the waxed area.

"Goddamn.." he muttered before his eyebrows fully twitched before leaning the mirror towards his face, examining, his mouth open, "What the fuck" Hanma called out before you both burst out laughing as you showed him the wax strip with excess eyebrow hair of his.

"What the fuck's up with my eyebrows." Hanma howled, cackling, as he continued examining his waxed area, before your ripped out the second one as well, making his jaw open out more.

"WHAT THE FUCK." You laughed as he cackled, while rubbing his waxed area, "Woman, what in the fuck did you to my eyebrows?"

"I fixed it asshole/ You're welcome."

"HAHA OH SHIT." Hanma exclaimed, as he sat up, admiring his face in the mirror, while you laughed at his antics.

"Well this was not even painful, the other areas when waxing are a pain in the ass, you know."

"Well if this is the result I'm getting, then i'm waxing my whole goddamn body. DAMN WE SHOULD'VE DONE THIS EARLIER."

You placed a hand on your forehead, already fed up, regretting your actions, knowing what else he's gonna make you do now.

"Wait so is it true that you can even shave down between your legs." Hanma asked, as he questioned you with a tilted face. You knew if you answered you would regret it, and even if you didn't he'll not let you off the hook that easily or will be able to find out somehow or the other.

"Yes Shuji, you can shave down there too."

"Huh." A sly grin appeared on your boyfriend's face.

"Then maybe we both should wax it for each other then. That would be fucking fun, won't it be babe?"

"HANMA!"

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dr4kenlvr · 2 years

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… 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐔'𝐒 𝐘♡𝐔𝐑—𝐁𝐅 ?!

bonten!kakucho x fem!reader - fluff, crack (1.7k+)

request: your request are open, nice to see :). for my request i’d like a bonten!kakucho x fem!reader where nobody in bonten knows the two of them are dating but somehow figure it out? i hope this doesn’t go against your rules or something you’ve done before.

a/n/cw: i LOVE this idea my goodness. kakucho + this concept + the other bonten members is so fun, thank you for requesting! cw: tokyo revenger manga spoilers - bonten timeline and ahead, gross jokes because it's ran LMAO, swearing

kakucho is calm as he stands up from his chair, and excuses himself for the second time within the span of 20 minutes. he quickly exits the large room, his large steps echoing sharply against the cool, tile floor.

sanzu's emerald eyes squint suspiciously, as they follow kakucho's leaving figure. they're trained on his movement, only relaxing when kakucho's back disappears behind the marble wall. sanzu leans back against the plush cushion—kokonoi's most recent purchase—and stretches his legs up and over one another with a dragged groan.

there's a pause as sanzu thinks. "oi," he suddenly says, loud enough for everyone to hear—and everyone does hear.

however, mikey doesn't respond. he finds his warm, chewy doriyaki much more appealing than sanzu's shrill voice. and he's not the only one: takeomi is smoking a cigarette with mochi in the corner, too absorbed in a conversation to bother with his younger brother. kokonoi is sitting at the round table, occupying himself with paperwork. he growls frustratingly, harshly punching in the respective numbers.

the only one that pay sanzu any snippet of attention, is ran. his brother, rindou, sits next to him on his phone, reviewing documents and signatures. the older haitani seeks interest in sanzu's sudden call; "yeah? what's on your mind?" he responds.

sanzu stands up, and places his hands on his hips as he leans forward towards ran. "you notice kakucho's been leaving the room often, right? that was the second time, and it hasn't been long since the first." he says, eyes blown with peculiarity. "it's odd, eh?"

ran just shrugs, not completely convinced with the big deal of it all. "and? why are you all up on the guy, maybe he needed to take a fat leak. or maybe it's a number two." he laughs to himself, shoving rindou only to receive a scowl in return.

"can you idiots speculate about kakucho elsewhere? and quit revolving it around his washroom needs." kokonoi shudders. "rindou and i are doing work, can't you tell?" he adjusts his platinum locks behind his ear. rindou just sighs in agreement.

mikey turns around at the commotion, silently listening as he finishes up his snack.

"no, no! you guys don't get it, because i saw something else." sanzu's voice gets excited, and he pulls a chair out next to ran for himself. he rubs his hands together menacingly, and in a loud whisper he confesses: "there was a lipstick mark on his cheek! he has a fucking woman, guys!"

ran physically gapes, eyes twinkling in surprise and eagarness to confront kakucho about such accusations. he sits up in his chair, propping his elbows on his knees. "no fucking way, why didn't you point it out earlier?"

rindou is now looking at sanzu with slight interest, as well as kokonoi, his fingers now hovered above the calculator in ignorance. although the two have better, more important matters at hand, gossip about their fellow comrades was always invited.

mikey's eyes widen at sanzu's claim, and he hops off the squeaky-clean countertop with ease to walk over to the huddled group. takeomi and mochi continue to disregard the racket, puffing airs of smoke in unison.

everyone's eyes turn to their boss, who's now leaning against the table with a glimmer of enthusiasm. ran and rindou share confused looks, kokonoi straightens his posture, and sanzu's grin only widens at his, usually-stoic, boss showing some emotion.

mikey gestures for sanzu to continue, crossing his arms in wait. sanzu's smile falters, "what's up, boss?"

"so what are you gonna do about it? this kakucho lipstick situation. we gonna follow him or not?"

kokonoi's eyes bulge out at the suggestion and ran bursts out a laugh, "m-my bad." he awkwardly coughs.

sanzu, on the other hand, beams: ".. now i like the sound of that!"

rindou doesn't know how the fuck he got into this situation: him and everyone had snuck through the halls of the building, staying caution of kakucho's presence. maybe it's cause his brother wouldn't quit nagging him to come along. the group (sanzu, ran, rindou, kokonoi, and mikey—takeomi and mochi truly did not care enough to join) received odd glances from the occasional secretary or assistant, who immediately looked away at mikey's dismissive wave.

now, in the front foyer, the five of them cluster themselves behind a pillar. they had spotted kakucho sitting on the sleek cushioned couch, glancing at the bathroom doors every now and then. he seemed nervous, a light jitter noticable in his right leg.

"he's definitely waiting for someone!" ran whisper-yells, nudging the back of his brother's shoulder. rindou just groans and curses at him.

the pillar they seeked purpose to hide behind didn't serve well, so they (and by "they"—sanzu) prompted to level themselves atop of one another. the order from bottom to top went: rindou, ran, sanzu, kokonoi, and of course, mikey. rindou found this unreasonable, considering mikey was the shortest. but whatever the boss wants, the boss gets.

as the ran and sanzu begin to banter and bounce theories off one another, kokonoi notices a woman exit the bathroom and make her way towards kakucho in a brisk manner. "shush! guys—look, there's someone there." kokonoi declares sharply, fed up with the behaviour of the men below him. all eyes shoot towards kakucho and the mystery woman, all five pairs keenly watching for what will happen next.

they watch as kakucho immediately stands, and reaches for the woman's hand, which she accepts with a smile. sanzu nearly squeals, and mikey has to reach down to clamp his mouth shut.

the two converse something amongst themselves, the woman pouting with her big doe eyes as kakucho's shoulders eventually slump in defeat. she seems to be asking for something, and kakucho searches around the area a few times. the five little heads slip behind the pillar's protection from his lingering eyes.

by the time mikey deems it a safe amount of time, each of the men inch their heads back into position, only to find kakucho and the woman—who is clearly now his girlfriend—kissing.

"I FUCKING KNEW IT!" sanzu blurts suddenly, and obnoxiously loudly. all eyes in the foyer dart towards the pink-haired man like lasers on a target; including your's and kakucho's. he instinctively grabs onto your hand, and unsubtly situates himself infront of your body on reflex.

"i knew you had something going on, kakucho!" sanzu pauses for dramatic effect, eyes swtiching over towards you with a (somewhat?) friendly grin. if you were being honest, he just seemed a little eagar. was 'insane' a rude word?

sanzu continues, "but who knew a quiet one like you had so much game!" he removes himself from the group's god-awful disguise and struts towards you and your boyfriend, whos jaw is clench incredibly tightly.

"well, maybe if sanzu talked less, he'd find someone too." kokonoi suggests, eyes rolling. the others call sanzu back, but to no avail. therefore the next course of action, was to simply follow the man out.

the closer the group approaches kakucho and you, the more livid kakucho's facial expression becomes. he barely has enough time to process that he and his girlfriend had just been caught kissing, meaning, his job and love life would slowly but surely intergrate with one another whether he wanted it to or not. (he definitely didn't want it.)

"kaku'," you chime from behind him, a slight tug on his sleeve. you sensed his anger bubbling. he peers behind you from his shoulder, and is met with a calm glance and gentle smile. his eyes soften at you, as they silently ask you for permission. you nod slightly; a wordless sign of consent for this new chapter of your relationship with him.

kakucho tried his absolute hardest to keep you separate from his job's responsibilities. it was far too reckless, dangerous, and troublesome for you. he'd never dare to put you in unnecessary danger, just because he was apart of bonten. and you wholeheartedly appreciated his efforts, they only proved how much he cared and loved for you. however, it was certain now that the two of you could not hide any longer, but you were okay with that.

kakucho takes a deep breath, and nods back at you. it had to happen at one point, right?

he turns to face the other men, and moves himself away to reveal you. "hello sanzu," he glances around, "...ran, rindou, kokonoi... boss?"

mikey shrugs, before giving you a curt nod. you mirror his actions, smiling at him. in all honesty, kakucho is taken aback to see mikey tag along with the others, but doesn't question it further. "so please meet my, uh," he coughs awkwardly, making you laugh.

"—his girlfriend, i'm kaku's girlfriend. it's nice to meet you all." you bow politely, then tell them your name.

sanzu coos, "you call him kaku? he doesn't let me call him that ever!" your boyfriend glares at him, and sanzu sticks his tongue out before introducing himself to you properly.

the haitani brothers are next, ran making effort to compliment your outfit while rindou nods in agreement. "oh! thank you! your hair styles are quite cool as well!" you attempt to return the compliment, making the duo grin at you.

kokonoi is last, and you find him to be much nicer than you initially had thought. the way he spoke was proper, but his outfit had particularly drawn you in. he sends you a genuine closed-eye smile when you comment on the intricacies and beauty of it.

kakucho watches as you get along smoothly with his comrades (dare he say 'friends'); talking, complimenting, and even laughing with them. this was only the first time you have met them, and he finds himself imagining many other encounters. a longing smile appears on his face, as the conversations become white noise. the only thing he can focus on is your pure expression of joy: your crinkled eyes as you laugh, and the slight flush of your cheeks at meeting so many important people at once.

"oou!—kaku, you've got a little love-sickness on your face there!" sanzu exclaims, pointing straight at him. "need me to help 'ya wipe it off?" he giggles, and ran looks at the floor out of decency. in reality, he's laughing at kakucho's face as well.

"h-huh?.. man, can you fuck off already!" kakucho sputters, "a-and do not call me that ever again." everyone—even you and kakucho—chuckles at the wholesome moment; a sweet contrast to the dangerous lives of these men.

kakucho could get used to this.

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bontensruby · 1 month

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No one:

Literally no one:

Bonten! Sanzu: DARLINGGGGG, GUESS WHO'S BACK FROM JAAAAILLLLL!?!?!?!?

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anisespice · 2 months

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random texts #1 || tokyo rev.

synopsis: shenanigans with toman's thing 1 and 2 pairing: mikey x gn!reader, draken x gn!reader warnings: mature topics ahead, MDI. suggestive language, talks of threesoms/foursoms, face/dick riding, mild bullying, playful banter, draken calls you big head (affectionately) note: BEFORE YALL COME FOR ME ✋🏾😀🤚🏾 i have an overbite lol

idea creds for draken: @melanatedkink

#call me a drug dealer #got more crack for yall #🍁wasabi #tokyorev #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers #tokyorev x reader #tokyorev texts #tokyorev smau #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev fluff

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b0nten · 4 months

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GINGERBREAD HOUSES

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ building gingerbread houses with the tr boys!!

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ if you guys want any other character included juat comment and i’ll add them!! happy late christmas <3

ABSOLUTELY DEVOURS : you would have never thought he would take this seriously, but he did. he prepares the frosting, asks you about where you want the candies to be put and what aesthetic you want to go for. he’s THE architect of gingerbread houses and trust, he will make that house the sturdiest one the earth has ever seen. don’t be fooled though, he’s still gonna dip his finger in that frosting and smudge it on your face, but not before he makes you happy by finishing the house.

➷｡ TAKEOMI , RAN, DRAKEN, CHIFUYU, INUPI, MITSUYA, KAKUCHO

tries his… best: he’s still sloppy with it, and the frosting melts until he understands what you want the house to look like, but he tries his best best — runs to put the melting frosting in the fridge in hopes of saving it, tries to be extra careful with his movements — but it all seems in vain. the house looks like an old shed that’s about to fall, but at least he made you laugh.

➷｡ BAJI, RINDOU, KOKO, HAKKAI, MOCHI, SHINICHIRO, ANGRY, IZANA, SANZU, KAZUTORA

doesn’t take it seriously… at all: he’s not being mean on purpose, but he really can’t fathom building that gingerbread house successfully. the gingerbread smells funky, you’ve left him the task of preparing the frosting which in all honesty was the worst idea ever — it’s sloppy, it’s clumpy— and he’s already eaten half of the candies you guys were supposed to use as decor while you’re exasperating on the floor, next to him. but he looks at you, smiling, and you burst out laughing, rolling on the carpet and he joins too and you’re both left a giggling mess.

➷｡ HANMA, MIKEY, WAKASA, SMILEY, SHION

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honeycloudz · 1 year

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Sleepy Rindou is the Best Rindou

Content Warnings: mention of lingerie, Rindou is only slightly a perv but in the silly goose way, brief mentions of Bonten, Rindou calls you princess, neck kisses, cuddling

Edit: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT ON THIS <33 OMG I NEVER EXPECTED IT TO GET SO BIG!! IM WORKING ON A SANZU ENEMIES TO LOVERS SERIES, CHECK IT OUT IF YOUD LIKE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT <333

You had been lying on the luxurious couch of you and Rindou’s shared apartment for what felt like days awaiting his return. He had warned you about his less than peaceful job when you two became official. Rindou didn't give you details but it didn't take a genius to figure out what he did for a living to support the both of you. Almost a year into your relationship he asked you to move in and quit your job, his reasoning for this was ‘his princess deserves only the very best treatment’, you had laughed at this, declining to quit your job but agreeing to live with him. He was overjoyed at the thought and less than a week later your lease had ended and you began moving your things into his expensive flat. He had taken a few days off work to help you move in. Unpacking seemed tedious but Rindou made sure to make it fun due to the fact he finally had the time and attention that you usually didn't get because of his occupation. Rindou made sure that he was the one to unpack all your lingerie which made you less than amused. Unpacking everything you owned took almost a full week and Rindou knew as soon as he got back to Bonten’s Headquarters he would be swamped with work. Which meant overtime for him.

You felt guilt over this but he assured you that, ‘he would take an infinite amount of overtime if it meant he could hang out with you for a few days’. Here you are now, endlessly checking the clock which now reads 2:04 A.M. laying on the couch awaiting his arrival as the dinner you cooked sitting on the table gets cooler by the minute. You groaned getting up from your comfortable position on the couch to package up the food you and him were meant to eat tonight. As you were tin foiling the food you heard the jingle of keys and the click of the door opening. You smiled to yourself in relief knowing your lover got home safely another night, always on edge and anxiously awaiting his return due to his dangerous job. You heard tired footsteps slowly approaching. You turned your head till your eyes met a very tired Rindou, you tried to hide your giggle when you noticed his hair sticking up in different directions, his collared shirt unbuttoned, the dark circles under his eyes and his slouched posture. You turn your head back around to bring your focus back to packaging up the cold food but as you were about to greet him you felt warm hands snake their way around your waist and your back being pressed against his chest. You feel short kisses going up and down your neck and the ticklish feeling of his lips on your skin makes you let out a small laugh. While you're giggling you feel him smile against your neck which makes you turn around to face him, smiling. You look him in the eyes and take in just how tired he looks. You're both enjoying this silent peaceful moment of holding each other chest to chest when you take one of your hands that was wrapped around his torso and bring it up to his face where you trace your thumb over his cheekbone. He groans and leans into your touch and you use your other hand to lead him to the bed and set him there. He's now half asleep laying on the bed still fully dressed in his work clothes and the sight makes you hold in a laugh. Just as you're about to turn off the lights and go back to the kitchen to finish up your work he grabs your wrist and you let out a squeak when he pulls you down into bed and holds you tightly against his chest. You hear his tired deep voice rasp out a quiet “sleep well princess”. His deep voice makes your cheeks warm up as you do your best to hide it. You think he didn't notice this but he felt the way your face warmed up against his chest but fortunately for you, he's too tired to tease you about it so for now he will just pull you closer to his heart. He tucks your head under his chin while one of his hands is tracing lines up and down your back and the other arm is under your waist holding you close. Soothing nights like these with you, he will cherish till the end of time. His last thought before he dozes off is of you and how much overflowing love you both have for each other.

a/n: IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH I WANT BONTEN RINDOU SO BAD, also thank you for the support on my hanma and ran fics i really appreciate it and im glad yall enjoyed <3333

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highpri3stess · 1 year

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The police: *at their wit ends with a megaphone* Young man, someone rejecting you is not the end of the world. Please step away from the ledge.

Shion: *sobbing* If y/n doesn't love me what's the point of living?

Izana: *whispers* I have an idea officer, give me the megaphone.

Izana: *gets the megaphone*

Izana: Do a flip

Kakucho: *snatching the megaphone* Absolutely do not do that Shion! GET AWAY FROM THE LEGDE-

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers incorrect quotes #izana kurokawa crack #izana kurokawa x reader #shion madarame #kakucho hitto

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un-birthday · 4 months

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Photo gone wrong (Mitsuya x GN!Reader)

- You and Mitsuya were hanging out in the sewing club room, Mitsuya working on sewing a shirt for you while you were taking photos of him

- Mitsuya had glasses on and you took a picture of him when he pushed them up, the picture turned out great and you showed it to him, asking if you can post it

- He agrees, not seeing the harm in it so you post it but the thing is that his friends follow you so they ended up commenting and liking the post

- you think that they will say something nice but in fact, it was the opposite, making fun of him, Baji even said, “He looks like my English teacher 💀”

- You start giggling to yourself because he kind of does look like a teacher. Mitsuya hears you and looks up at you, about to ask what’s funny when he hears his phone go off

- It was the group chat you both were in with Toman, they were all making fun of him and called him a nerd

- Mitsuya texts, “It may be funny now but I have foul photos of all of you that I can post whenever I want 🙂”

- The group chat was silent (silenced) but after a minute, they all apologized and said to not post those photos

- Mitsuya ended up not posting them for now but he showed you all of the photos and sent them to you so you can add them to your collection of foul photos of everyone (Mitsuya is included)

#tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo manji gang #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #mitsuya takashi #toman crack #tokyo revengers toman

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mermaidfanficlibrary · 4 months

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This is what I'm working on rn.. I cant even finish it and this is all i have because its so fucking funny to me

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avengersassemble123 · 1 year

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ASKING TOKREV BOYS FOR YOU TO WAX THEM

Characters/pairings: Mikey x reader, draken x reader, Takemichi x reader, Baji x reader, Chifuyu x reader

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MIKEY

“Hold on now” Mikey interrupted, as he stopped you from peeling the wax layer on his belly button area by his one hand while the other supported him onto the bathroom sink, “You’re acting like I chose this, when you just wanted to see my reaction.” He yammered, his past confident demeanor dissolving. “You did choose to do this Mikey.” You said with a blank face, although trying yourself from keeping the small smile slip out as your body was contained with uncontrollable laughter.

“EEESSHHH” Your boyfriend hissed, grabbing your hand tightly from peeling the layer, glaring at you, while you finally let out your snort. “You’re not listening. You’re not listening.” Your boyfriend called out, his hands gesturing towards his ears, “You’re not listening to me. Look me in they eyes and have some-you gotta have- Oh my god Y/N you gotta feel for the other people. You just can’t do what you can do. Why do you think doctors are doctors? They don’t just rip out like anything, they rip out with a sort of manner-“. You tried shushing him while slowly moving your hand towards the belly, “Y/N stop I know what you’re trying to do. You gotta listen to me-”

You stopped your boyfriend’s babbling by slamming your lips against his gently, to which he reciprocated passionately. After a few seconds, you departed your lips from his, your eyes slowly opening while his remain intact,

“I love you.” You said

“I love you t-“

You ripped out the layer without warning, which led to Mikey widen his eyes in shock, a short high pitched scream being let out from his throat. You stood with your mouth agape, leaning forward and wheezing, while you boyfriend instantly covered his belly with his hands. You continued cackling while your boyfriend supported himself by the sink, rubbing his belly and groaning audibly, nodding his head with a pout.

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DRAKEN

Draken knew what waxing was as he had seen the girls in the salon do it. But that didn’t mean he was keen into it.

“Let me know when you’re ready.” You said, as Draken looked at you mixing the melted wax, “ Not really, but do I have a choice since I know you’ll bother me even if I say otherwise..”

He touched the machine and mixed the semi solid lotion, wincing and realizing how hot it is, “oh no..”

You instructed him to put powder in his nostrils, after which you put the candy sticks, dipped with hot wax in his nostrils, making him wince at the hotness, “Goddamn it’s hot, you said it was gonna be warm.” He winced, which made you chuckle.

Your boyfriend laid patiently, as you both waited for the wax to solidify, you laughing few times at the scene of your boyfriend with two sticks and wax stuffed in his nose, while he laid and read a magazine.

“One. Two. Three.” You called out as you ripped out the stick from his left inner nostril. Draken sat still, his eyes widened and blinking rapidly and mouth agape, staring at the wax stick on your hand with his nose hair on it. “I thought you were gonna yell to be honest.” You laughed as your boyfriend rubbed his eyes which had accumulated slight tears due to the pain, “The pain is way more than yelling.” He replied nodding his head. “Get this shit off of me.” He said pulling your hand towards the other stick in his nose.

Your boyfriend took a deep breath, before you counted to three and ripping out the other stick, which made him loudly groan in pain, touching his nose by his right hand as he leaned back, while you cackled at the scene in front of you.

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TAKEMICHI

Takemichi laid in the bed, as you applied the wax strip on his chest. “Michi are you sure you wanna do the chest area?” You asked with an eyebrow raised, letting out a small smile. “Yea I’m sure. I don’t think it’s going to hurt that much. It doesn’t even seem so painful.” “Alright..whatever you say.” You replied stifling your laughter as you then applied the wax on his chest.

Four wax strips were laid on his chest, with your boyfriend surprisingly confident. “It’s a little hot, but I’ve handled worse.” He said, but his expression betraying him as you could see sweat rolling down his head, for reasons maybe unknown to you or not. “It’s not gonna hurt that much right?” “We’ll see.” You retorted with a smile, which made your boyfriend’s face pale at your reply.

“Three. Two. One.” You ripped out the strip which made your boyfriend holler a loud scream, his hands going to shield his chest, while you cackled beside him, wheezing at his expression which now streamed tears from his eyes, “OH MY GOD THIS HURTS??” He exclaimed while rubbing his sore part which was burning. “Oh my god baby are you alright?” You said reaching to hug him, with tears almost running from your eyes, for different reasons compared to your boyfriend’s. “Yeah I’ll be fine don’t worry about me. As I said I’ve suffered worse.” He said letting out a smile, while his hands covered his chest.

You went towards another strip but before you could, your hand was stopped by Takemichi holding it back, while he used his other hand to lay over the wax strips from keeping you from ripping it, “Listen baby, listen-“ “Michi I need to remove the other strips.” “Are you sure there’s no other way?” You chuckled at his reaction, before nodding a ‘no’.

“Fine..just give me a few minutes to calm down.” “Okay”

After 10 mins you tried again, this time with a cloth stuffed in his mouth and him breathing violently through his nose.

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BAJI

“You better wipe that smug smile off your face when I say ‘I told you so’”. “Oh please it doesn’t even seem that bad.”

Baji was sitting on your bed cross-legged while you were sitting beside him, mixing the melted wax on the bedside table. You put the sticks with the wax in his nostrils, while he continued to be smug, saying how it didn’t even hurt a bit (although you did see him furrow his eyebrows and make a slight troubled face when putting the sticks inside his nostrils).

“Alright lay down, I’m about to pull it out.” “Let’s hope this is at-least a bit fun.” Now you were determined as well as sure that you could wipe his smug smile off his face. You were stifling with laughter as you sat on his lap, moving forward, holding the stick, “Whenever you’re ready.”

You pulled the stick with less force as to not hurt your boyfriend but that led to you failing to pull it out, which now led to your boyfriend howling in pain, making you jolt back in surprise and get off him, as you covered your face to hold in your laughter which you desperately failed. Baji screamed one more time, sitting up on the bed with his mouth agape, his hands holding the sticks, turning and facing towards you, “YOU STUPID BITCH!!” You wheezed more intensely after hearing him call you out like that, “FUCKING HELL THIS SHIT HURT!” Baji yelled at you, as you were now laying on the bed clutching your stomach in pain, tears streaming down your face. “Oh my god it’s stuck in my nose.” Baji groaned as he tried removing the sticks, but by a high margin failing. “Oh my god it’s hard as fuck.” “Yes, it’s because you have to rip it out.” You explained still laughing at your boyfriend’s reaction. “Baji I told you it was gonna hurt.”

Your boyfriend walked towards the mirror, “Oh my god it’s stuck to my- oh my- This stupid fucking bitch I swear to god.” He continued cursing while you laid on the bed cry-laughing, looking at your boyfriend trying to pull the wax out from his nostrils, yelling and groaning in pain.

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CHIFUYU

“UHHHHHHH” Chifuyu let out a pained groan as he attempted to remove the wax strip on his armpit. “UHHH FUCK AHHHHHH” Chifuyu yelled and moaned, which made you laugh at the scene playing out in front of you.

“UHH FUCK Y/N I HAVE TO GO FAST” “THATS EXACTLY WHAT I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU.” You exclaimed, your face red of laughter. “Y/N, Y/N” Chifuyu called out. “Wait I’ll help.” You said moving closer to him, as you held his arm more straight up, “GO UP! NO WAIT DOWN! WAIT!”

“I’ll go up” you said, trying to dissolve your boyfriend’s confusion, and also to relieve from his pain easily.

“THREE. TWO. ONE. GO!” You ripped half the strip, making your boyfriend’s eyes widen in pain, “Y/NNNN” he whined, “Baby don’t worry you’ll be fine.” You said, hugging your boyfriend.

“What the fuck let’s do this.” He took a deep breath before counting down again, this time a much bigger portion being shaved, only a small part of the strip being stuck. “EESSSHHHHH Y/N it hurtss” Chifuyu hissed, covering his armpit by his other hand, leaning forward.

“Alright just a bit is left.” You said, moving towards the strip, to which he stopped you by one hand, “Wait wait not like this. Pull it from the down.” You complied, “when you’re ready Chifuyu.”

“Fuck this. I’m never gonna underestimate your advices Y/N again I promise. Just get this off me.” Your boyfriend took a deep breath, before closing his eyes and groaned audibly, as you counted down.

You ripped the remaining part off, which led to your boyfriend lean forward, holding his hand on the armpit, rubbing the slightly burning area, as you laughed and hugged him, roaming your hands through his hair.

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zorosleftmantit101 · 11 months

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Now writing for Tokyo Revengers.

To commemorate my re hyper fixation on the show im gonna write some fluff.

Smut for hanma cause I'm a whore 😤👍.

Late night motorbike rides with Tokyo Revengers characters!

Characters: Mikey, Baji, Smiley, Angry, pah, ran, Hanma.

C/W: swearing N|SFW in Hanmas (time skip)

A/N: just rewatched the show I love pah sm.

Mikey:

Loves lazy night rides.

What? Your bored on the couch at home "lets go for a ride."

Your bored during school, text him "lets go for a ride."

Your getting up to take a piss, "lets go for a ride."

He cute abt it tho doesn't go to fast if your scared.

Stops if you guys wanna get food

Overall:

10/10

Baji:

A fucking menace

He is pegging it down the road so far over the speed limit you are fearing for your life.

"BAJI SLOW DOWN"

He goes faster.

As long as your gripping onto him like your life depends on it he will never slow down.

Overall:

6/10

Smiley:

An even bigger menace because he just finds it funny.

"Awww comon you keep squeezing me like that im gonna explode"

"I HOPE YOU DO FUCKING EXPLODE"

Goes faster

Nuzzle your face into his neck and he might slow down just because he loves you.

Overal:

- negative 600/10

Angry:

THE BEST EVER

you wanna go fast he goes fast.

You wanna go slow he goes slow.

You wanna sit on his lap while he rides slow down the scenic route he can't hide his blush.

You wanna kiss his neck while he rides by all means please he wants you too.

Overal:

100000000/10

Pah:

You could fall asleep against him he's so fucking warm.

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD REST YOUR HEAD ON HIS SHOULDER.

He loves knowing that you can just find comfort within him.

He will drive down the fancy part of down to show you off to all the fancy pricks.

Ran:

He has you sitting all pretty on his lap while he rides down the road.

He rubs up and down your thigh whenever the two of you get to a red light, the fucking skank.

Makes sure your wearing the shortest skirts as you struggle to not flash the general public.

He's a whore with a capital fucking W the man has no shame. He's gotta make sure everyone knows that your his tho snaking his hand around your weist.

Hanma: N|SFW

And actual slut.

After time-skip he didn't ride his bike as much but on special nights when your especially bored he'll humour you, take you for a ride.

Has his fingers plunged right into your cunt as you pulled up outside his apartment.

"Fuck, how you feeling now still bored huh?"

He's a big meanie but he loves you.

#zorosleftmantit #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev x reader #hanma smut #headcanon #crack post #mikey x reader #baji x reader #nahoya x reader #souya x reader #ran x reader #hanma x reader #angry x reader #smiley x reader #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #x reader #tokyo rev headcanons

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nejibaby · 1 year

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crush culture

Pairing: Wakasa Imaushi x Reader

Word count: 1.2k

Description: everybody knows about your crush on wakasa, including the man himself.

The art of subtlety is a skill you have yet to acquire. With that said, everyone you know is able to read you like an open book.

In the recent chapters of the book that is your life, it says that you have feelings for your friend, Wakasa Imaushi.

You know it.

Benkei knows it.

Takeomi knows it.

Shinichiro knows it.

Even Wakasa himself knows it, as embarrassing as it sounds.

Though technically, they’re all assuming you like Wakasa, but without your confirmation, it’s just that: an assumption.

Even though your feelings for him are indeed true and definite, you refuse to admit it to anyone out loud. You won’t allow them to tease you more than they already have.

But for whatever reason, you could tell that the founding members of the Black Dragon gang are conniving with each other to somehow get you to confess, which is a real mystery to you, because what is there to gain from it?

You know he doesn’t like you like that, and you’ve already accepted the fact that heartache comes with continuing this friendship with him, so what’s the point? Why risk a perfectly good friendship over something as trivial as your crush for Wakasa?

Unless…

No, you refuse to go down that path. There’s a reason why Hope is in Pandora’s box in the first place.

You click your tongue and focus on the task at hand, which is sterilizing Shinichiro’s wounds.

“What happened this time, Shin? Did you instigate a fight? Got ambushed? Flirted with a taken woman?”

Shinichiro grunts. “‘S not important.”

You scoff, dabbing the disinfectant harder to his open wound.

“Ow! That hurts!”

“You should’ve known better than lying to my face,” you mumble.

“Don’t worry about it. It really isn’t important.”

“Shin, you have a black eye,” you deadpan. “And you were limping when you got here. I’m pretty sure whoever did this intended to hurt you.”

He doesn’t refute your claims. He just waits until you’re done patching him up.

“Thanks,” he says after you murmur you’re done. He stands to his full height and starts walking towards your door, but you grab his wrist before he can even cross your room.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Home?”

“I don’t think so, mister,” you frown. “Stay here for the night. If you aren’t going to tell me what really happened, you’re going to sleep here and wait ‘til morning before you can leave. I’d rather have you spend the night than have you ambushed again.”

Shinichiro sweats, and you can tell he’s about to turn down your offer. “I—”

You glare at him. “No ifs or buts! Now go lay down in bed and sleep or else I’ll knock you down.”

There isn’t really much he can do to sway you when you’re this upset. So he lays on the other side of your bed and patiently waits for you to fall asleep before slipping out of your place.

The next day, someone knocks on his door. He sluggishly walks towards it with his eyes closed, and opens it without a thought. “Mmh?”

“Waka really did beat you up, huh?” He hears Benkei laugh at him.

Shinichiro groans without even putting effort into opening his eyes. He just walks back to his bed blindly and slams his body to it.

“Ah, did you knock out in an alley somewhere last night? I went to check up on you but you weren’t here.”

With sleep laced in his tone, he murmurs the tale of how he went to your house to get his wounds treated and how you won’t allow him to leave your place in the middle of the night.

He almost falls back to sleep with the lack of response from Benkei, but he jolts awake when he hears Wakasa gritting his teeth and saying, “You what?”

He swiftly stands upright and gapes at a fuming Wakasa. He internally curses himself for not bothering to open his eyes earlier and for running his mouth.

Wakasa Imaushi is jealous enough of him and his closeness to you as it is, and hearing what had just happened makes him want to punch Shin’s face again.

“Nothing happened!” Shinichiro is quick to clear it out, but Wakasa’s not hearing it.

“Quit going behind my back!” Wakasa is seething and Benkei is holding him back from attacking their leader. “You know damn well we have something going—”

“Am I interrupting something?”

You’re leaning against the door frame with your arms crossed.

Wakasa pulls away from Benkei’s grip and scoffs. His anger quickly fizzles down at the sight of you.

Shinichiro, on the other hand, sighs in relief at your impeccable timing. He decides then and there that you’re his savior.

Benkei eases the awkward air. “Shin and Waka were just… play fighting. Yeah, play fighting…”

You turn to look at the two men with a questioning look, and find them nodding at you.

You roll your eyes. Wakasa is an awfully good liar. Unfortunately for him, Shinichiro is terrible at it. So you naturally don’t believe them, but you decide it’s better to leave it at that.

“Whatever,” you frown at them. You then sit on Shinichiro’s bed and point a finger at Wakasa. “You better go easy on him. He was already limping last night. I don’t think a night’s worth of rest would be enough for him to recover.”

Wakasa hides the way he’s clenching his fists inside his pocket. He hates how he can’t quell his jealousy no matter how hard he tries. So he opts not to say a word. He just keeps his eyes on you.

It’s unnerving.

But he’s so pretty, it leaves you breathless.

You look away from him when you feel the heat creeping up your neck from the intensity of his gaze.

You’ve always been like this with him. It’s impossible for you to keep eye contact with him longer than necessary without being flustered.

You can almost hear Takeomi snickering and whispering “The Wakasa Effect” by your ear, even when he’s not around.

“Well, anyway, we just dropped by to tell you that Takeomi wants to celebrate our win against that puny gang the other day at the bar downtown,” Benkei says.

Despite not being a member of the gang, Benkei tells you, “You can come along too.”

Without any other plans for the day, you suppose you can join them. “You pickin’ me up, Shin?” You ask.

Shinichiro averts his eyes quickly, only to meet the glare of Wakasa. He clears his throat, “Uh, I can’t! I still have to drop by somewhere else. But I’m sure Waka can drive you there.”

You bite your lip to stop yourself from calling Shinichiro a traitor. And you have to acknowledge that it takes a whole new level of self-control not to strangle him for putting you on the spot like this.

Wakasa hums. “You sure you wanna ride with me?”

Your real answer is a big red NO. You’re pretty sure you’d combust on the spot if you’d be that close to him. In all honesty, you’d very much prefer to be swallowed whole by the earth over that.

But perhaps this would be a good chance for you to try and desensitize yourself from him, hence you find yourself croaking a “Yes, Waka.”

He smirks at you and you feel your entire body shutdown.

With that, Benkei drags Wakasa out the door and leaves you with Shinichiro in silence.

For an entire minute, you could only blink owlishly at the space where Wakasa stood. And when your brain finally recovers from his lethal attack, you pounce on Shinichiro, screaming, “How could you?!”

a/n: part 2???

feedback and reblogs are appreciated!

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b0nten · 5 months

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IT’S YOU AND ME AGAINST THE WORLD (THE CRUEL ONE I’VE DRAGGED YOU INTO)

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ kakucho takes you to meet his family. or, the closest thing he has to one, besides the one made by you two.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ FIRST KAKUCHO FIC WOHOOOOO. timestamps may be a little off so yeah. sorry4dat. anon i hope you like it!

today is the day.

straightening your clothes with your palms, your eyes scan your body in the mirror.

“i thought i told you something casual was enough?” a shirtless figure emerges from down the hallway of the apartment, toned muscles flexing as he stretches.

“and i thought i told you you should ditch the blue and go natural, kaku.” you sarcastically answer, turning to him.

he’s got an amused expression painted across his face, eyes softly laid on you and mouth corners sewn into a delicate upward smile.

“so you really hate my aegean blue hair that much?” he jokes again, and, as if teleporting himself, emerges from nothing next to you.

“that’s not true, after all, this aegean blue is the one that charmed me the second time around, but your natural hair color is beautiful, and you know that!” by fake-punching his chest you earn a laugh, “i’ll dress casually when you stop dyeing your hair!”

“alright, alright,” he muses, “are you ready to go?”

“shouldn’t you get dressed first, princess?” you question back, stressing the second word and inspecting his ‘outfit’. “you look handsome like this, gotta give it to you, but i’d like ti think i’m the only woman that gets to see you like this.”

“shoot, you’re right.” he laughs as he grabs the neatly laid out shirt from a nearby chair, “what would i do without you?” he asks, awarding you with a forehead kiss.

“go to work half-naked, apparently..” you fake a disapproving head-shake and make way to the door. “i’m gonna wait in the car, try to not be late, please.” you warn, jingling his car keys in your right hand.

“yes ma’am.” kakucho fakes a military greeting rushing to the bathroom to brush his hair.

✣ ✣ ✣

looking at the high building in front of you, you let out a shaky breath.

“you ready?” kaku asks, blue hair shining in the hot summer sun.

in response, you only hum a weak ‘mhm’, accompanied by a slight nod. you ponder — are you really ready? — you know what kakucho does for a job, he’s a mafioso. not only that, but he’s the no. 3 of japan’s most feared crime syndicate. if every single one of his coworkers is as serious as your kaku is whenever he talks business on the phone (which happens very rarely, as he values his time at home and with you more than drug deals and murders) then you’re screwed, to put it lightly.

“hey, c’mon,” he looks at you, face contorting into a goofy grin, “you really don’t have to be nervous. they look scary but each one is dumber than the other, i promise you. you’ll like them, and they’ll like you.”

his reassuring words tug at your heartstrings a bit, and warm your worry-frozen heart just enough to get it to pump blood again. so, you take a deep breath and nod again, only this time, confidently.

“let’s do this.” with the corner of your eye, you see kakucho smile proudly, before stretching out his arm, allowing you to loop your’s through.

you enter the building: the lobby is cool and and feels so much better than the scorching heat of the outside. the decor is nice, it brings a certain richness to the place, with accents of gold and spanish oak and baroque elements here and there. it’s not flashy, and certainly not like any other japanese office tower interior you’ve seen before.

your heels smack against the macael marble as you allow yourself to admire the interior.

“ran redesigned this whole place when we bought it.” having observed you until now, kakucho chimes in with some fun facts.

“he really has the eye for art.” you add, and watch his eyes light up as he presses the elevator button.

“and he’s quite the snob too. god forbid we touch his montblanc pens or he goes apeshit.”

“oh, kaku…” you can only sigh as he bursts out laughing. “i really don’t know what to expect from you guys.”

he calms down his laughter before entering the lift, “and that’s just the beginning.”

the elevator ride is long, their offices being the second to last floor, which is not so bad as kakucho gets to tell you more about the guys.

“the pink mullet with the piercings is sanzu. he’s quite… eccentric, sometimes.. even uhm..” kaku swallows, uncertain if he should say more, but sure enough that this slip-up may cause you some fright.

“sometimes what, kakucho?” you urge him to continue his sentence.

“well, he can be scary or creepy sometimes. but just sometimes. other than that, he’s a dumbass.” your boyfriend scratches the back of his head, almost relieved. “he’s also no. 2.

as you know, I, your handsome boyfriend is no. 3, while the advisor is takeomi, sanzu’s brother. he really likes trench coats for some reason, so he’ll probably be wearing one today. he’s got a long scar on the right side of his face. oh, yeah, and sanzu also has two scars at the corners of his lips.”

“two down, five more to go, including montblanc guy.” you comment, leaving kakucho somewhat surprised.

“ye— wait, how do you know?” confused, his head darts in your direction.

“by paying attention to your phone calls, during conversations and doing some simple maths.” you reply, sarcastically.

“oh, my beloved einstein.” he kisses the crown of your head gently, “yeah, we have montblanc guy, ran, and his younger brother rindou. ran has short hair, black and pink and rindou also has a mullet, blue and purple. and they both have the tattoo on their necks.

then there’s mochi. well behaved guy, but his beard almost makes him look like an npc or the daiso version of a pimp. he’s the guy with the jumbo dumplings i told you about!”

“oh, that’s mochi! good to know, good to know!” you reply, just as excited as he is.

“and last but not least we have koko. he’s got really long blonde hair and a… unique hairstyle. his tattoo is on his head.

i think that makes them all.”

“are you not forgetting someone?” you quirk up a brow and kakucho mimics you. “maybe… that mikey guy? your leader?” you finally ask, long pauses between each word.

“it’ll be easy for you to see which one’s mikey once he enters the room. but don’t be fooled! he’s tougher than he looks.”

you nod and run through the information one last time before the elevator light pings and the door opens. you step onto a soft carpet, kakucho right next to you, eager to explain more about his workplace.

“we each have our own offices but usually meet in the conference room, where we do most of the work. for separate tasks we use our own spaces, tho. mine is… right here!” the turns left and points to a black door. it’s not hard to see it’s his thanks to the nameplate.

“across from mine is sanzu’s and the one behind us is mikey’s. over here is akashi takeomi, just beside the elevator is mochi, across from his is the conference room, and then there’s kokonoi’s, and the haitanis’ offices towards the end of the hall.”

you would’ve liked to see how the offices looked, being sure kakucho’s was just as neat as he keeps the one at home, interested in the older haitani’s the most, to be frank. you could’ve bet money he also took charge of the floor’s design, this time more simple and elegant than the ground one. muted colors, different textures and simple paintings; the guy really seems to know what he’s doing, maybe he should ditch organized crime and do interior design.

“let’s get this over with.” you turn over to kakucho, who’s just looking around, as if it’s also his first time visiting the place. when he hears you, he smiles, and takes small steps toward the conference room, hand still looped through yours.

you un-loop your arm from his, resting it on his shoulder as he opens the door. he enters, aegean fringe bouncing with every small step. you come in just behind him.

analyzing the room, you really can’t believe these are japan’s most feared:

ran is filing his nails. next to him, legs propped up on the table, is his brother, playing a video game on his phone, occasionally hissing as his eyebrows twitch in frustration.

across from them is sanzu, pink mullet covered by a long white towel, dripping on the wool carpet. just beside him is his older brother, takeomi, wearing a tan trench-coat. he’s reading — you rub your eyes to be sure you’re seeing everything exactly as it is — a guide to becoming a multi-millionaire through bitcoin.

mochi is doing paperwork, and koko — god have fucking mercy on their souls — is reading the same book as takeomi.

“can you close the fucking— ” the younger haitani bangs his fists against the table in a fit of rage, freezing completely when he sees you. “oh my god, it’s the lady whose picture he keeps on his desk! KOKO GIVE ME MY FUCKING MONEY YOU MOTHERFUCKER HE HAS AN ACTUAL FUCKING GIRLFRIEND!” he grabs his hair while pushing past every chair to get to the mentioned, disturbing ran in the process.

“rindou, try to look whenever you’re running around like a wild boar, i hurt my nail when you pushed me!” his brother accuses, but rindou is long gone.

when he gets to koko, he’s met with a book in his face.

“i’m not giving you jackshit, bitch!”

“come on man, you can’t go back now! we had a bet!” he whines and pleads, but koko is nowhere near turning his decision around.

all of a sudden, rindou kicks koko’s chair, sending him flying into mochi.

the bearded man looks up from his papers distraught, an evil look in his eyes.

“do you even know how long it took me to convince this corn company to deliver corn directly to my house?” he asks, and both shake their heads no. “do you have any idea how long it took me to write this goddamn ‘thank you’ letter?” he asks again, and they both shake their heads again. “THEN ARE YOU TWO GOING TO WRITE IT AGAIN FOR ME BECAUSE YOU JUST MADE ME THROW AWAY A MONTH’S WORTH OF CALLIGRAPHY CLASSES?” this time, they nod.

from the left, sanzu groans.

“CAN YOU FUCKERS STOP SCREAMING? MY HEADACHE IS GETTING WORSE.” he roars, ripping the towel off his face, ready to jump out of his chair. thankfully, takeomi holds him back.

“i think you should all calm down. this is no way to greet the lady.” he says as he closes his book and stands up, bowing to you from afar. “akashi takeomi, bonten’s advisor. nice to meet you.” he says, smiling slightly.

“thank you takeomi.” kakucho starts “this is y/n, my girlfriend, just like rindou has correctly observed.” he shoots the man a judging look, “we’ve been dating for a little shy of, what? nine years now?” he looks at you and smiles, and you give an approving note, signaling he has gotten the time right, “she wanted to meet you all, so i brought her here.”

he steps forward, stretching out his hand toward you. you take it and follow him, nearing the guys on the left side.

“y/n f/l. nice to meet you, everyone. i hope we can get along well. i heard lots about you.” you take your turn and bow, looking at every single one of the guys as you speak.

every one of them continues with the introduction, except for takeomi, since he had already done it while lecturing the guys.

kakucho pulls a chair out from under the table and gestures you to sit. he sits down next to you and surprisingly, the boys are all eager to talk as soon as they get the possibility to.

rindou and koko apologize for their behavior and you just shrug it off with a laugh, reassuring them smilingly that it was funny. you compliment ran’s interior design skills to which he seems very grateful and laugh with mochi, hinting that you know about the jumbo dumpling incident. sanzu compliments your ear piercing setup and asks you about some more jewelry and you offer to go with him shopping sometime, and bond with takeomi over your shared interest of the sengoku period, finding out that he shares the same birthday with his idol, samurai akechi mitsuhide.

everything is going smoothly, when all of a sudden, the door flies open, every one of the executives jumping up in an instant, with you closely behind. when they bow, you do the same, although you didn’t get to see who came in.

when you all pull your heads up again, the short blonde who has entered looks at you puzzled.

“who are you?” he tilts his head to the left, analyzing you carefully.

“mikey, this is y/n, my girlfriend. i brought her to meet everyone!” kakucho explains instantly, and watches him approach you.

“you… you’re the one … that makes those cute bento boxes for kakucho?” he asks, serious look plastered on his face.

unable to control your excitement for your work being recognized, you beam up, hands clasping each other happily: “yes! that’s me!”

as if he wasn’t the ruthless leader he is, mikey’s eyes widen with the childish love for food he’s had forever.

“do you think…,” he starts off shy, unusual for him, “but only if you have the time, do you think you could also make one for me?” the head of bonten inquires, eagerly awaiting your response.

ever so flattered, you smile so hard you can barely see anymore, screeching out in a delighted tone.

“of course!” you’re amped, ready to cook fifty bento boxes because of how happy you are, “do you have any allergies or themes you like?”

as if having been offered a million dollars, mikey answers you enthusiastically, “i don’t like spicy food, and… i like omurice, and if you could add a mini- flag on top, please…” he says, hands meeting behind his back.

“of course!” you affirm, high on the rush of dopamine and continue asking mikey about how he’d like his bento boxes. he himself feels like a kid in a candy store.

the rest of the guys are left dumbfounded, kakucho’s mouth having hit the floor long time ago already.

he picks it back up when mikey interrupts his own conversation.

“i’m sorry to cut it short, y/n-san, but we should start the meeting. we can discuss after it more, if you want!” he apologizes, subliminally saying he wants to talk about these upcoming bentos more with you.

“that’s alright, and of course!” you smile again, “kaku, i’m heading to your office!” and turn around to face your red-faced boyfriend.

“of course, i’ll see you there after we’re done.” he smiles, nodding, assuringly.

“kakucho, does she know where your office is? are you not gonna walk her?” mikey intervenes and before kaku can say anything else, he offers himself to guide you to your lover’s workroom.

“take your places, guys, we’ll start when i come back.” the blonde orders, closing the door behind him.

“looks like boss is gonna steal your girl, kaku.” sanzu teases his subordinate, while ran makes kissy noises and coos ‘kaku’ in the background.

“wait…” rindou interrupts abruptly, “you said you have been dating for nine years? that means.. koko! do the math, please!” he orders.

“you’ve been keeping her secret ever since kanto manji!” the blonde gasps in shock.

“you bastard! you kept her hidden through that— ” mochi is just as angry.

“and tenjiku too?!” kokonoi, having redone his math, is in utter disbelief.

kakucho tries to drown out the sound of the guys accusing him of treachery, thinking about the end of the meeting and heading straight for his office to get you home and spend his time with you, alone.

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