#wakasa is a FREAK
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munch!
★ pairings: wakasa imaushi x f!reader
★ synopsis: waka loves his fiancee. especially when her legs are around his head.
★ content warning: smut, pwp, porn without plot, cute porn though, simp wakasa, oral sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, pussydrunk!waka, unprotected sex.
★ a/n: all my juicy bitches wya 😩😩 thought id do some fan service. enjoy!! mwah mwah xo
★ w.c.; 3.8k
mdni! smut beneath the cut
"YOU'RE SO FULL OF SHIT," Keizo hummed. "There's no way you actually, genuinely think that's a good way to live."
Shinichiro shrugged. "I'm just not a fan."
"Fan of what? Eating pussy?" Wakasa chimed in. The three men were lounging in the living room of Shinichiro's apartment, sharing friendly banter. "Don't be ridiculous."
"I like receiving better," Shinichiro retorted.
Wakasa couldn't possibly disagree more. "Just say you're bad at it, Shin."
"Shin, you sound like..." Keizo began. "You sound like one of those guys who just want to be included in the conversation, but you actually have like... no experience whatsoever."
"Eating pussy is so much better than getting blown, man," Waka mused. "I mean really, you're missing out."
"Take it from him," Remarked the largest of the three, who sat back in his chair with his legs spread wide. "He's a devoted munch."
"For enjoying giving my girl pleasure? Alright, dude." Wakasa rolled his eyes. "The way the girls' legs grip your head, the way she squirms... you're telling me you don't eat that up?"
Wakasa had a sort of reputation around these parts, although it wasn't like he didn't have anything to do with it. He adored his queen. His beloved fiance. It was no secret to anyone from one end of Tokyo to the other that she was the apple of his eye, and that he lived to please her to the furthest extent possible. However, in more recent times, he had made a name for himself. The name in question?
"You know what that makes you?" Keizo remarked with a sharp exhale. "A munch."
The two men were seated in the lounge shortly after a meeting. Their coworker and boss, Shinichiro Sano, sat just off to the side of them, watching the exchange with a shit-eating grin.
"What does that even mean?" Wakasa furrowed his brows. Sinking further into the couch, he reached into his vibrating pocket.
Shinichiro decided that now would be the perfect time to chip in with his own two cents. "A munch is, like, the male equivalent of a dickrider, obsessed," he answered, although it wasn't like anyone asked. "Someone who's all up in one girl's pussy – metaphorically and sometimes physically. Like you."
After a brief pause, Wakasa's weary lilac eyes scanned the illuminated text on his screen. "Rather be all up in one girl's pussy than be getting none at all," He retorted, holding the phone up to his ears. The tone of his next few words was virtually unrecognizable from that of his previous statement as he answered the incoming call.
"Hi, pretty baby," He greeted. "How are you?"
From the other end of the receiver, he could almost see the way her face scrunched together when she yawned. She paused, and then in that sultry, soft-spoken voice that drove him wild, she said, "Hi, Daddy."
Shinichiro's eyes widened as he leaned forward in his seat. Although Keizo's surprise wasn't as outward, even he couldn't hide the quiet chuckle that escaped when he dampened his lips with his tongue. Wakasa clutched the phone closer to his ear, turning away from the two men.
"I'm with the guys, baby, behave," he warned her, although his tone remained as soft as ever. "Is something the matter?"
He heard his precious girl sigh on the other side of the phone, followed by a quiet rustling sound. He wondered where she was right now. It sounded like she was in bed. If that was the case, he could already picture her in all of her sculpturesque beauty – tangled in the sheets of their queen-sized bed, heart-shaped lips parted ever so slightly, face dusted with a hue of pink that matched her pretty pink satin jammies. He wondered if, then, she would be wearing his hoodie. Fuck, just the thought of that had him squirming.
"Nothin's the matter, um..." His muse trailed off. He knew she was fiddling with her earlobe, just as she always did when she was deep in thought. "Jus... I jus' miss you."
If it were even possible, Wakasa felt his exterior soften even more. "I miss you too, princess."
"When are you coming home?"
If she asked him like that again – in that quiet, beautiful voice of hers – he would be coming home within the next few minutes, no questions asked. He didn't tell her that, of course. The two of you had spent the entire night indulged entirely in one another. His neck bore the battle scars of such an altercation; two small red hickeys which had been tactically placed by a devious little gremlin without his knowledge.
"Not sure, why?" He asked, fighting off his internal monologue which had memories of last night on replay in the back of his mind. "You need somethin'?"
"No," Was all she said. There was a brief silence, during which Keizo and Shinichiro resumed the conversation they had been having.
He heard her rustling around in the background again – his phone vibrated once, signifying a new message, but he didn't go to answer it – and then she said, "Look at what I sent you."
Wakasa obliged, like the munch he was, and opened the message. It was from her, of course. He'd expected that. What he hadn't expected though, was the image that awaited him when he entered the private message with her.
Immediately, he shielded the phone from his friends (who were, in hindsight, far too deeply immersed in their own private conversation about the politics of gender roles and derogatory nicknames to care ). Feeling heat crawl up the back of his neck and the corners of his lips twist into a grin, he fought to regain his composure.
"You took that just now?" He asked, a little more quietly than before. "Have you been waiting for me to come back all morning?"
"Mhm," The girl mumbled proudly. "And when you do come back, that'll be waiting for you."
That was all he needed to hear. Wakasa stood up from the couch and dusted off his shorts. "Be there in 15."
"Kay," you giggled, and that was the last thing he heard before you hung up on him.
Wakasa sighed, pocketing his phone, and then turning back to his two friends. "I gotta bounce," He called, interrupting their conversation to announce his departure. "I'll catch you guys later."
Keizo crossed one leg loosely over the other, throwing his arms along the backside of the couch. "The missus calls?"
The shorter man – who was already reaching for the doorknob – flashed a small grin. "What can I say? I'm like superman."
Shinichiro, who was now against one arm of his loveseat while his legs were thrown over the other, commented on Wakasa's choice of words. "More like Supermunch."
Wakasa ignored his comment, pulling open the door. "Suck me."
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"Oh fuck."
Wakasa groaned in response, although the noise was muffled by her thighs. Buried nose-deep in the world's wettest pussy, his grip was like a vice, strong hands digging into the girl's hips in such a manner that he knew his fingers would leave pretty purple bruises.
His thick, beautiful goddess. He loved everything about her. More than that, he loved eating her out. When he'd run his tongue over the most sensitive part of her, her whole body would twitch. Her hips, painted with stretch marks, were his handles. He adored the way her soft, supple body careened into his touch.
She tasted like heaven, and god, she was gushing for him.
He sucked gently on her clit, which was flushed red with arousal, watching in awe as the woman arched up off of the bed. He could see this show a thousand million times and he would still be just as enthralled as he had been the day he had taken her like this for the very first time. Pressing open-mouthed kisses to her pretty pink pussy, his tongue found its way down toward her dripping hole.
Leaving not a moment to waste, she gripped his disheveled ponytail by the root, pushing his head in deep enough for the tongue to slide right in – like it was meant to be there.
"Please," His fiancee pleaded, although he wasn't entirely sure what she wanted. She knew full and well that he wasn't planning on slowing down anytime soon. "Mnnnh-"
And, just to tease her, he withdrew, replacing his tongue with two damp fingers. "Feel good, sweetheart?" He murmured softly, just up against her red-flushed skin.
While he wasn't answered with words, the response he got was nonetheless gratifying. With a gasp and a desperate rut of her hips against his mouth, against the low vibration of his voice, she sent a message as clear as day.
He made no effort to stop her. Instead, adjusting his hands to grip the meat of her ass, he allowed the beautiful, frenzied girl to shamelessly ride his face. Her hips jumped up and down, rubbing her pretty little clit on his lips and his nose, smearing her juices all over his face. She shuddered, opening her legs even further, and arched into the warm, mushy mess he had created with his mouth.
She looked so fucked out like this, so ruined. Her head was thrown back, hair strewn haphazardly over the satin pillow, pink lips parted gently to make way for her trembling breaths. The little red babydoll she was wearing – what started all of this – complimented the undertones of her skin in such a way that it made his head spin. One of the straps hung loosely off of her shoulder, just barely exposing her breast. She was too much; he wanted to touch everything. To say he was enjoying the view would be an understatement. God, he could paint it if he could – on some Van Gogh shit, but if he were a porn addict.
Her smooth legs clamped shut over his ears. He huffed a satisfied little laugh before prying them apart and continuing to make a ruin out of the poor girl in the open.
Unfortunately, as he was only one man, he had to pull away for some air. He plunged two digits back into her, curling them up against that spot that would make her purr. He knew her body like the back of his hand, having memorized every curve, every crevice. Moving forward to continue lapping at her clit, he tried sucking in more air without having to stop. He never wanted to. He could hardly breathe but, fuck, he wouldn't mind going out like this: squished between his fiancee's thighs, feeling her warm essence drip down his chin while she cried out for him.
He couldn't take his eyes off her. The way she took his fingers so well, sucking them in and then clenching around them like she never wanted to let go. The way she gasped out his name over and over like a broken mantra. He could feel the heat of his own arousal straining against the seam of his boxers, but he didn't care. Being able to see her like this was more than enough.
With a gasp, he pulled back. "Fuck," he breathed. "You're purring like a kitten for me."
She carded a trembling hand through his hair, taking some of it into her small fist and tugging on it. He arched into the sensation. He loved the pain.
"Please," She begged again.
Though his fingers never stopped, he paused his desperate licking to draw the moment out even longer. An hour wasn't enough. He wanted to be inside of her all day, in perfect tune with the rhythm of her body, every arch, every stutter of her hips spurring him on. He rubbed the point of his index finger over her sweet spot, pulling her apart from the inside. "Use your words, princess."
Judging by the way her walls were beginning to spasm around his fingers, fun time was about to be cut short. He wanted more. No, fuck, he needed more. But honestly, he wasn't so sure that she could take anymore. Her eyes rolled back, slurred words and broken moans pouring out of her mouth a mile a minute while she struggled to hold on.
Deciding she had taken too long to answer, he dove back into her, parting her lips with his nose and then forming a light suction seal over her clit. He had to readjust himself to fit his fingers and his mouth in such a small space.
She felt so good inside, so warm. He could die in this pussy.
His fiancee gasped, "Waka, stop, 'm gonna cum."
His lips departed from the woman's dripping wet cunt, but only to roughly slide her ass closer to his face. Then, completely disregarding her previous please, he devoured her. His hair was beyond disheveled, tangled in her fist, while the rest hung in damp strands around his face.
He peered up at her hungrily, pulling back and greedily licking her off of his fingers. "Say my name like that again," he'd practically moaned, running his hands up and down your trembling thighs. The poor girl was shaking like a leaf in the breeze and he was reveling in it. "Say my name while you ride my tongue, baby."
"Mmmfuck– wait," She gasped. Her body, however, sent a different signal. She yanked his hair – hard, too – and trapped his head between her thighs. Those pretty little noises she was making increased in pitch and became more frequent within. She was near the breaking point, broken pleas of his name tumbling from her devilish lips. "Wait, wait... Waka, baby."
He wasn't planning on obeying her, moaning against her now abused clit while his lips and tongue alternated applying pressure on it. The pleasure coursing through his veins was enough to drive him wild – fuck, if she kept swallowing him up like that he was gonna cream his pants. She was getting loud and, to be frank, that was turning him on like crazy. He wanted to reach down and palm the ache between his legs, rut his hips down against the bed – anything to release some of the tension that was building between his legs – but he was far too enamored by the sight of her to take any attention away.
Head thrown back, hand gripping his blonde (and purple) tresses like a vice, back arched up off of the bed while that red babydoll dress slipped further off of her shoulders... she was a sight to behold. He never wanted to stop, never wanted her to stop moaning his name. He didn't care if the neighbors heard – hell, the whole building.
His tongue swapped places with his fingers.
The way she was mewling for him like a cat in heat made his heart run wild with desire. She was beautiful, so fucking pretty. She always was. But nothing compared to the way she looked like this, spread open for him like a mouth-watering buffet. He whined, feeling her tug harder at his hair. Her guts were clenching around his tongue like she wanted more. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he got what he wanted from her, so he removed his mouth from the girl's dripping cunt, allowing his fingers to work her open – an obscene mix of her juices and his spit glistening as it ran down his chin. Somehow, he found the strength to utter the words, "I need you to cum for me."
He had power over her at that moment, he knew he did. He had her rocking her hips back on his fingers like a desperate whore, chasing that sweet release she so desperately craved. When she slapped her hand over her mouth to keep quiet – because she had gotten a bit louder, to say the least – he quickly grabbed her wrists, pinning them down into the mattress. "Let me hear you, baby," He panted. "Let the whole building know who's making you feel good."
And he continued the downright slaughter of your pussy with his mouth this time.
"Daddy," the girl mewled, curling into herself. He'd been edging the poor thing around for far too long. He knew that. He just didn't care enough to stop.
It slipped out. It must have... Yet, still, when his fingers curled up against a particularly sensitive spot with all of the ease of a harpist plucking at the strings of her core, her lips spilled praise of his name. "Daddy!"
His smirk grew in size. He licked some of her off of his lips, and then hummed, twisting his fingers around. "That's it, princess. Such a good girl for me."
And then he could see something in the girl snap. The coil of her release snapped with all the power of an oncoming freight train, slamming into her in such a way that had her back arching up off of the bed. Her hips jolted up against his fingers and his tongue, lips chanting his name like a mantra while savoring the slow strokes of his long fingers against her gummy walls. He could feel the shock tear through her in waves, ripping trembling gasps from her lungs while she clenched around him.
"Baby," she mewled. "Oh, fuck, baby."
He slid his fingers out of the girl slowly, savoring the way her pretty pussy clenched over his fingers one last time before pulling out. Taking the soaked digits up to his lips, he sucked them clean. God, he would never forget how she looked right now, even if he'd seen it a thousand times before.
"Fuck, I wanna feel you," He shuddered, pushing himself onto his knees and then reaching for his tee shirt. Seeing her cum on his tongue like that was enough to drive him mad, dick straining hard against his pants. His lips found their way to hers in a messy clash of tongue and teeth, slick spreading from his face to hers while juices dripped down his neck. He pulled back, "Wanna feel you so fucking bad it hurts."
His beautiful fiancee sat up with uncalled quickness, small hands grabbing at his wrinkled shirt. That was all he needed to push the girl onto her back, promptly tugging the damp fabric over his head and tossing it somewhere to the side. When he turned back around, he caught the way her eyes studied the linework of his tattoos with newfound hunger.
She reached a pretty manicured hand out to rest on his abs, fingers splayed open, roaming the expanse of his ink. She traced the lines down to his abdomen, down to the junction between his hip and his pants – where his v-line was peeking out. He felt himself twitch beneath her touch.
"Don't be a tease," He breathed, although that breathless smile never wavered. He had to make a conscious effort to regulate his breathing. If he didn't restrain himself, god, he didn't even know what he would do to her. He had spent the whole ride over here fantasizing about her, about his pretty girl. He could do so many things, but there was so little time to do them. At least, that's what he'd been thinking before he felt her hand cup his erection through his sweats.
He let out a pent-up gasp that turned into a breathy chuckle. "Ah, fuck."
And then he pulled the girl into another bruising kiss, gripping her ass in his hands and pulling at the flesh like he was tearing into Thanksgiving dinner. Her hand pressed further into his crotch.
She parted from his lips to mumble, "Want you..."
"Yeah?" He breathed. It was getting hard to keep his composure when her hand was palming at him through his pants. His hands slid over her waist and gently cupped her face. "Where do you want me, princess?"
She laid back against the bed, arching her back down. Her legs remained folded against his waist. He quietly observed her, mesmerized by the woman and the way she welcomed him with open legs. Sighing blissfully, he lowered his hand to the warmth between her legs, which had begun to drip
Wordlessly, she brought her legs up onto the table. The man quietly observed her as she did so. He was mesmerized by the girl and the way she welcomed him with open legs. He hummed, lowering his hand to the warmth between her legs. "Right here, baby?" He asked.
Instead of answering, she reached for the waistband of his pants.
He left no time to waste, sliding them down over his hips with a hand at her back and letting her tug his boxers down below his thighs.
Immediately, she pushed her hips back against his, rubbing the head of his cock between her drenched folds. Something in him snapped, or rather, something was about to snap.
"Put it in, Daddy," she whined, and, fuck, when she was getting his cock wet like that he had no right to refuse her. The way she was so desperate even though she just came... he was going to get her pregnant one of these days.
He sighed, adjusting her legs around his waist, running his hands down her stomach – which rose and fell with every ragged breath – to rest on her hips. He let one hand move down towards his dick, wrapping around the leaking tip and then lining it up with her entrance. She was dripping all over him.
Before he could put it in himself, the girl slammed her hips back, sheathing the entirety of his cock in her heat.
"F-Fuck," He gasped, although it came out more like a whine. He let her set the pace at first, sliding back and forth in a way that had his head spinning. Her walls were so wet, so warm, so gummy. Fuck, it felt like he was melting.
Fucking into his dripping-wet fiancee, he couldn't fight the strangled moans that were ripped from the depths of his soul. "Fuck," He whimpered. He slowed down to savor the way her pussy sucked him in, and then pushed him out, and then sucked him in again. It made him dizzy. "Fuck, fuck."
"Mmm," the little devil chuckled. "Feel good?"
"So warm," he panted in response, sounding like a bitch in heat. "Oh fuck, I–" He angled his hips upward, bringing his hand over her cunt to roll his thumb over her clit, relishing in the way she cried for him. "I'm not gonna last long."
He'd never put it in so soon after eating it before. Fuck, the sensation was indescribable. He wanted to die like this – buried eight inches deep in her warm, wet cunt.
"Kay," she giggled. Then she moaned, "I want you to cum inside, okay?"
He knew that if even thought about getting to paint her insides right now he wouldn't last much longer. Hell, this would mark the fifth time he'd done it this week, even if it was only Tuesday. But, shit, whatever the princess wanted?
"Okay, baby."
Princess would get.
a/n: hey heyyyy, I hope you enjoyed it!!! if you liked it, you would loooove my other waka fics which can be found here.
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I just know the next character I'll analyze will be South. I just know it.
#first. the parallels with mikey got me#+ his whole backstory/the fact he just already looks so unfazed/dissociating/used to his life and violence as a child didnt help at all#then. his cheerfulness and the fact he seemingly goes along with Mikey + Benkei & Wakasa (+possibly senju too)#and then. he has 10 stuffed toys in his bedroom - just at the side of his bed. lined up.#(and the fact his failure story is about how he wished he could have fought kakucho when kakucho was doing well (read: when he didnt fall#into depression because of izanas death))#'when he beat Kakucho his heart was empty he wanted to fight kakucho when he was called 'brawler' ' plssss#the people he respects are his MOM and Dino - the man who freaking raised him and he cried when they died I–#hes so traumatized and underrated i want to put him under a microscope#tokyo being his favorite spot when its snowing But Most Importantly: his disliked or feared person is Shion#i dont think he fears him but itd be fun
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"I Want That Hoe, She A Freak Hoe"
♡ ྀ =͟͟͞♡ The Gang Wants To Fuck Shion’s Slut of a girlfriend
Pairings ♡ ྀ =͟͟͞♡ : Kantou Manji Gang x Bimbo! Fem reader
Warnings ♡ ྀ =͟͟͞♡: Smut, exhibition, voyeurism, gangbang, spitting in mouth and other areas, chubby reader hints, doggy style, mating press, fucking in vehicles and other places, alternative Timeskip where kmg is two years in, unprotected and protected sex involved, cheater reader, double penetration, tit job, rough fucking, passionate fucking, breeding, small daddy kink on Koko’s part, Shion is a himbo to your Bimbo,overall nasty shit really
Word Count ♡ ྀ =͟͟͞♡: 3.0k
18+ Allowed
( so mad I can’t put my taglist opportunity no more so if you want to join to say it and it’s my first HC too so heads up!)
jjK Version Aot Version
⋆.ೃ࿔* Shion: Before the meeting, on the table
“ Is it- Mmgh fuck- okay to be doing this in here? Shion we could get caught.”, You moaned as you held him around the neck tightly while rocking your hips back and forth. His long pale fingers were digging into the plush of your ass under the fabric of your skirt you gladly wore for him, he hissed when you squeezed around his cock, “ Yeah, baby, I promise. It’s only you and me here at the headquarters to-aah do that againnn- day.”
He couldn’t even finish the sentence because you were bouncing your ass up and down while sucking on his long tattooed neck. You spoke too soon when someone clears their throat, “ Gotta say Shion, I always knew she was gorgeous, why don’t you share her with me? With us? Hmm.”
You froze but it didn’t last for long because of shion twirling his hips while digging into you like a caveman who haven’t had pussy in forever. His moans were louder now and you knew he was close so you milked him in the best way possible. You couldn’t stop fucking him as you yanked on his mullet. You didn’t care who was watching and who heard you.
⋆.ೃ࿔* Ran and Wakasa: In Wakasa’s studio
Wakasa was the first person who was willing to fuck you. Shion never said it was okay but he knew you couldn’t resist him as he was digging into your pussy while his arms hooked around your neck, “ Augh! Shit, this pussy is heaven, see why he didn’t want to share.” Ran wasn’t supposed to stumble upon you two but he had to be the one to give Wakasa info about the new business they’re heading into. When he did, he couldn’t resist fucking your mouth. That was the second thing he admired if your eyes weren’t included as the first, “ The fact that you probably kiss him on the lips is enough to make me cum inside of your wet mouth, leave an impression while you’re making out with him, yeah?”
Wakasa felt every bump of Ran’s cock inside of your throat as he choked you while fucking you from behind. He missed the feeling of pussy, haven’t had any in three days, so when you sucked him in with your walls, he couldn’t help but to stagger in his movement a bit. The little shakes and pumping of his cock inside you tells you everything you need to know. He was about to cum for sure. You made them weak and they wanted to make you weaker so they fucked into you even harder. You screams were muffled by Ran’s cock but their groans and whimpers were not. They had to take you away from him and either keep you for themselves or possibly share even if they didn’t like each other like that.
Ran heard the gulps, gags, and globs of spit lathering up his dick and couldn’t take the feeling of your mouth around him. Waka and Ran was an unexpected duo but both pairs of Lilac eyes were on you as they thrusted three or four times before yelling out your name while cumming inside the condom Waka had on and your mouth. Pants and exhaustion could be heard around the room before a quiet, “ let’s do it again” could be heard
⋆.ೃ࿔* Sanzu: In the HQ Garage
“ Sanzu please don’t make us, Uumph, fall.”, You moaned as Sanzu pulled your body towards him while his knees were denting the roof of the car he has no use for since he got a new one. You two were in the kantou Manji headquarters garage all because he wanted to show you his new car, only to fuck you on the roof of his old black car.
Sanzu choked out a moan as he lifted your ass to grab tightly into his hands. Your plump ass was in between his fingers as he fucked into you. His cock was reaching places you never thought were there. It was breathtaking even if you fucked waka and ran just two days ago. Sanzu’s cock dragged along your gummy walls in desperation and he loved every second of it, “ Fuck, your pussy is squeezing me so tightly, and don’t worry, I got you baby doll.”
You were trying to be quiet as he started pounding you into the roof of the car. The mating position was going so well that you were forgetting who your boyfriend is. You couldn’t help it the way Sanzu’s big balls slapped against the opening of your ass. His breath was ragged and you were panting and covering your mouth from trying not to scream.
Your orgasm hit like a tsunami causing your body to shake while your legs wrapped tightly around Sanzu’s waist. You were pretty sure that the car roof had a huge dent in it but when you looked out the side of your eyes at Sanzu, you figured he wouldn’t care. He was going to make you his because the way your pussy clamped down on him was enough to send him into a spiral and made him dumb enough to not realize he came inside of your pussy. He was pussy drunk and you could tell because of his eyes rolling back to his head in pure bliss as he came.
⋆.ೃ࿔* Koko and Hanma: In your room
This only happened because you wanted to be the Bimbo slut you were always meant to be. You only invited Koko over, but Hanma came too and now you are stuck in between them as they pounded inside of you with faint breaths over your lips and the nape of your neck. Your long nails raked down Hanma’s back as he pounded into you from the front while Koko was pounding your prepped ass from below you.
Your facial expressions were turning Hanma on even more because, God! , were you the prettiest girl he ever seen. Shion was fucking lucky to have a woman like you but were you lucky to have someone like shion?, “ Oh come on, butterfly, you can’t make me cum, we just got started so stop clenching me so hard, yeah?” Koko was whimpering into your back because he was at a loss of words. He has wanted you ever since Shion introduced you after two weeks of starting KMG. It’s now two years later and Koko wanted you for himself, just thinking about it made him thrust inside of your sloppy, puckering ass, “ S-shit, baby, I’m about to cum, you want me to cum deep inside this slutty ass hmm?”
You nodded as a strangled moan erupted from you while the sound of skin clapping and bed bbanging against the wall creating little cracks were heard, “ Mmhmm, fuck come inside of my ass, daddy. I want it so bad.” Hanma chuckled before holding his ‘punishment’ hand on the back of your head forcing your forehead on his while his ‘sin’ tattooed hand reached down to play with your clit, adding on to your upcoming orgasm. All three of your bodies shook as the three of you orgasmed at the same time. Hanma couldn’t help but to shut out your moans with a hungry kiss on your mouth while Koko bit into your back to suppress his moans, they both wanted to cum inside of you, but only one got the chance.
⋆.ೃ࿔* Kakucho: In your closet
Shion was in the bathroom down the hall showering. He still has no clue that you’ve been fucking his crew and you were glad. Although part of the reason is because he’s a Himbo to your Bimbo but you were a little bit smarter than him. The proof was in the pudding when Kakucho was now sliding your panties off with his teeth from behind as you sundress was hiked above your hips/ love handles, “ Fuck, are you sure he isn’t gonna come out the bathroom.” You nodded as you looked at him through the mirror on your closet door.
You were glad, shion put some money on you knocking down your walls to have a big walk in closet because man was that a blessing especially for shit like this, “ Yeah, he usually don’t, mmph, come in here to get dressed and plus he spends about an hour in the bathroom because of him taking care of his hair, oh that feels so good.” Kakucho smirked because he was only peppering you with wet kisses all around your legs and even your lower back. He then chuckled before standing up only to position you to look at the mirror while bending over, “ good because your pussy is fucking soaking and I need to be inside of it because from what the guys tell me, I’m sure to be satisfied by the end right?”
You smirked at him through the big mirror, only to stop when you heard his pants drop and felt his cock slap your inner thigh. You couldn’t even get words out as you were stunned due to the three taps of his fat head landing on the opening of your slit. When he pushed inside of you after reassuring you that he’s going to be careful, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He was the biggest and thickest so far and you didn’t think you could handle it. You were glad shion just had length compared to this monster of a cock inside of you.
Kakucho's deep throaty moan interrupted your thoughts, “ Oh! Yeah! This pussy is crying for me. F- F-Fuck.” The way he held your hips/love handles was enough to make you purr in excitement. He was so gentle when holding you but fucked and looked like a Greek god. Kakucho thrusted inside of you at a slow pace before lifting you up a little by your neck, “ Keep your eyes locked on mine as I fuck you like you should’ve been fucked by the man who occupy the bathroom down the hall, it’s obvious he’s not satisfying you because otherwise you wouldn’t be slutting yourself out to the men in the gang, yeah?” You were about to deny but his hips met your ass creating nonstop ripples as he fucked into you faster than before.
You tried to keep focus on his heterochromia eyes as he fucked your pussy like a brute, “ K-Kakucho I don’t think I could hold on, nngh! It hurts but feels so good.” He smirked because he knew he was making you feel good so he cooked up his pace not even carin gif shion catches you two since the room was filled with slaps, moans, and groans. “ Come on, pretty girl, don’t hold out on me, make me cum like you did the others and I want to hear it. Loud and clear. I want to feel you shake and fight to get away from me as I fuck you through your orgasm, let me fuck you like your mine, what do you say, hmm?”
⋆.ೃ࿔* Mochi and Benkei: in the hideout
The sound of your gags on Benkei's cock and hand stroking Mochi’s cock were heard throughout the empty area you three were occupied in. You accepted that you were a slut and couldn’t stop fucking everyone. This was now two different people and four days from when Kakucho fucked you into overstimulation. Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt a soft slap on your cheek from one hand and the second hand gripping your hair, “ Suck me right, y/n, I know you can do it so why are you playing on my dick right now?”
You laughed and that just pissed him off more so he decided to get you even more messy by taking his cock out off your tongue since you needed space to laugh and rubbed his dick all over your face, “ Now who’s laughing, slut. Suck me in with those glossy puckered lips will ya?” Benkei was one impatient fucker but you somehow admired it because it looked good on him meanwhile Mochi was shuddering at the feeling of your hands stroking him up and down, “ Shit, she’s good at what she does, so cut her some slack old fuck.” Benkei wanted to punch Mochi when he called him old but stopped when he felt your mouth taking his dick down your throat like a popsicle on a hot summer evening, “ Fuck! Yeah just like that, I want to fuck your mouth, fuck it, I’m gonna fuck your mouth like a pocket pussy now, are you ready?” You nodded through your long eyelashes as you had his dick inside of your mouth.
Benkei took off his jacket after you took his dick out of your mouth to wrap your lips around Mochi’s tip, sucking on him, making him cum inside of your mouth immediately. His moans and deep groans were so sexy to your ears and his cum tasted like salt but it was good inside of your mouth. You only knew he was close due to the redness of his round thick tip. You sucked him in even more before releasing him out of your mouth, kissing the tip of his cock afterwards with a wink to top it off. Mochi flushed a shade of red because you were just so beautiful on your knees, he just had to get you to open up your mouth by raising his Sharp eyebrows and tapping your cheek just to spit inside of your mouth.
Benkei snatched you by your hair and you gladly opened your mouth with your tongue out. He took that as an opportunity to lodge his long cock in your throat creating throat bulges as he fucked into your throat while you now was getting fingered by Mochi after he removed your own fingers. His happy trail was the only thing you could see and that excited you even more considering that it was trimmed down too. You were on cloud nine and they were, too. None of you saw the shadow in the corner watching you all, neither did y’all care.
⋆.ೃ࿔* Mikey: On his motorcycle
You and Mikey enever supposed to end up like this considering that you were scared to talk or even look at him. His eyes had a forbidden glint that made you freeze up every time you looked at him.
You were outside having a blunt to yourself thinking about how to break things off with Shion. You were only brought out of your thoughts when Mikey started up his bike in front of the hq garage. You gotta admit that he looked good as a 20 year old that’s successful as hell in the illegal business you wanted no part in. Shion told you about the war that caused him to be on the dark side and honestly you thought he just needed a good lay and somebody to vent to. Your eyes were fixated on him that you didn’t even realize you were walking to him. It was like you’re in a trance, “ Nice bike you got there.”
Mikey never heard you talk to him and he froze before turning to you with the dead look you feared, “ Thank you, wanna hop on?” To say you were surprised at the offer was an understatement but what was a bigger understatement was moving your hips back and forth with his thick, slightly curved cock inside of you. Mikey gripped your hips in want and need as you rode him with the vibrations of his motorcycle underneath you both. You both didn’t care that you were fucking in public or if shion would see.
“ Fuck Princess, you feel irreplaceable, ugh! I wanna make you mine so bad. Your fucking pouted lips, short skirts, dresses, and tight fitted suits always trigger me to fuck my fist thinking about you.”, Mikey moans as he holds your body close to him before he starts digging into you faster. You were surprised that somebody as little as him was able to move underneath you but nevertheless your moans were hidden inside of his neck while your nails raked down his shoulders and back. You two were enjoying each other more than you should have and didn't realize you two were cumming until your bodies shook against each other as your moans were beginning to muffle because you were too busy sloppy kissing each other
Mikey was glad that he managed to fuck somebody like you because he was never letting you go and he’ll gladly kill Shion if he ever think about taking you away from him. You were apart of him now since you let cum inside of your sweet pussy.
⋆.ೃ࿔* All of them: On the bed
When you wanted to break up with Shion because you broke promises, he wouldn’t let you. He wanted you to be his and if that meant sharing you with his gang so be it. You didn’t want to hurt him even more but he insisted because now he was pounding inside of your cunt while Sanzu was pounding into your ass. You couldn’t even moan because Wakasa was fucking into your mouth as your hands were getting fucked into by Rindou and Ran’s cocks.
“ Fuck, your pussy is swallowing my dick up baby, my girl felt good huh?”, Shion moans as he digs into your pussy. His dick was gliding along your walls like it belonged there, this is the best he ever fucked and you knew it was because he had competition now.
Moans and groans were heard around the room and the encourages of yes and slaps on the back by his peers was enough for him to fuck you like the mad dog he’s labeled as. Mochi couldn’t take anymore and fucked his hand to your moans and screams. He couldn’t wait to be inside you just like Mikey who was pushing your tiddies together to fuck them with his spit coaxed as lube.
“ Shit, this bitch is a fucking saint, Pussy like this, I wouldn’t let go either.” You couldn’t tell who said it but you had a few guesses considering the bass in his voice as he said it.
Your body went through trauma and overstimulation. The amount of cum you ingested and took inside of your body was enough to make you pass out. You felt so full and disgusting but it felt so good. You were still humiliated when you heard men laughing around the room. You were their whore now and it was indefinitely.
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Tokyo Rev NSFW Headcanons 💖
The backshot kings:
Draken, Shuji, Keisuke, Taiju, Wakasa, Kakucho
The size kink brigade:
Taiju, Kakucho, Shuji, Draken, South, Benkei, Hakkai
The tease masters:
Wakasa (so heavy with him), Ran, Sanzu, Izana, Mikey, Kazutora, Mitsuya, Hakkai (unintentionally)
The rough squad: Hard Doms
Shuji, Rindou (when he wants to be), Sanzu, Taiju (if you ask), Smiley, Izana, Keisuke (at times)
The ones that mastered how to make you squirt:
Draken, Ran, Shinichiro (unintentionally), Wakasa, Kazutora (unintentionally...or so he says), Kakucho, Taiju, Shuji, Koko, Hakkai (unintentionally)
The ones into that bondage sh*t:
Mitsuya, Izana, Koko, Shuji (I feel like he's up for most things really), Chifuyu (he'd let you do it to him too), Sanzu
The overstim addicts:
Shuji, Rindou, Sanzu, Kazutora, Wakasa, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Ran
The ones that are always horny:
Kazutora, Shuji, Shinichiro, Chifuyu, Smiley
The ones that love to hear you beg:
Sanzu, Mikey, Keisuke, Ran, Draken, Mitsuya, Shuji, Wakasa, Kakucho, Izana, Shinichiro, South, Koko, Smiley, Rindou, Taiju, Benkei
The ones that are excellent with their tongues (and fingers):
Wakasa, Draken, Keisuke, Sanzu, Shuji, Mikey, Kazutora, Kakucho, Inui, Chifuyu, South, Koko, Shinichiro
The ones that like it soft and sweet:
Hakkai, Angry, Chifuyu (at times..he a freak on the low don't even play), Kazutora (most times)
The public/semi-public, thrill-seeker gang:
Shuji (I see this so heavy with him), Rindou, Wakasa, Sanzu (heavy for him too), Smiley, Shinichiro (he’d try it in his shop then realize how much he really loves it)
The ones that like to be called "Daddy":
Draken, Kakucho, Shuji, Benkei, South, Taiju
Car sex addicts:
Wakasa, Smiley, Ran, Sanzu, Draken, Shinichiro
Soft Doms:
Hakkai, Rindou, Inui, Kazutora, Wakasa, South, Benkei, Draken, Mikey, Mitsuya, Koko
The ones that love eye contact soooo heavy:
Ran, Taiju, Angry, Mitsuya, Izana, Rindou, Kazutora, Shuji, Wakasa, Draken, Hakkai, Keisuke, Shinichiro, Chifuyu, Smiley
The ones that love to brat tame:
Keisuke, Wakasa, Draken, Mikey, Ran, Kakucho, Taiju, Shuji, South, Mitsuya
The ones that love to grab and smack your ass any chance they get:
Shuji, Draken, Wakasa, Keisuke, Ran, Mitsuya, Kakucho, South, Shinichiro, Benkei
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— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭
⌕ H e a d c a n o n s !
⌦ 𝑭𝒕. Kazutora Hanemiya, Manjiro Sano, Izana Kurokawa, Ran Haitani, Akashi Takeomi, Wakasa Imaushi and Hanma Shuji
tw: mention of abusive relationship
𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟏 | 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟐
𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚
Kazutora promised himself that he would never hurt you, but that day, he almost ended up breaking his all-important promise
You were arguing, both of you were yelling at each other, Kazutora couldn't take that situation anymore, and he also couldn't maintain control anymore, as soon as he reached his full state of rage, Kazutora ended up raising his hand to you, but before even if he did, Kazutora realized what he was about to do, remembering his father and all that his mother had suffered.
"No, no, fuck! I'm sorry! please forgive me, baby! I would never hit you, I... I would never hit you, I promise I won't!" He said seeing fear in your eyes, Kazutora feared hurting you so much that he ended up having a crying fit when he saw that he almost hurt you.
𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨
➛ Dark impulsivity
Manjiro hated fighting with you, he never took arguments seriously, as he didn't want to end up hurting you, he knew that if he really got angry, he wouldn't know how to control himself, and that's exactly what happened that day
You ended up fighting, for a superficial reason, which made Manjiro extremely irritated, he couldn't stand it anymore, getting up from where he was, he went to you and held you by the hair, telling you to be quiet, otherwise things would get worse, but, you ended up disobeying him, saying a few more words, Manjiro just slapped you and threw you on the couch, yelling at you about the fact that he told you to shut up.
When he calmed down a bit and saw the bruises on your body, he knew he had done it, so he left without even an apology.
𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚
Izana couldn't control his anger, but he was never aggressive towards you, you would never expect such an attitude from him, until the day you ended up arguing
Izana was yelling at you as the discussion got getting worse and stressful for both, you started to cry, afraid of the way Izana was behaving, the fact that you started to cry pissed him off deeply, so he ended up holding you by the neck and told you to hold back your "annoying fucking cry", you looked at him with a scared look, fearing the worst at that moment, but as soon as you noticed the redness on your neck and the terror in your eyes, Izana let go of you.
"N-no, you don't have to be afraid of me! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry for the shit I almost just did to you, love." He walked away from you, not believing what he was doing, Izana snapped back to reality and realized he was hurting the person he loved the most.
𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
Despite being an aggressive person, Ran was totally affectionate with you, for that reason, you never thought that he would end up hurting you
You ended up arguing again, Ran was irritated that day, he could barely hear your voice without freaking out, Ran was keeping calm until the moment you said something that ended up pissing him off, he got up from where he was and slapped you, pulling your hair and asking you to shut up, you just obeyed him, fearing for the worst, when Ran finally let go of you, you started to cry softly so he wouldn't hear you, but your crying made him realize what he just did to do.
"D-did I hurt you? Baby? I can't believe I did this to you!" He saw the mark on your face, feeling so bad for what he did, he didn't want to hit you, so the guilt washed over him.
"Your face... Please, baby, I'm so fucking sorry!" Ran bent down towards you and gave you a hug, later, he took care of your injuries and promised that he would never do that again.
𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢
Takeomi is a aggressive person, especially with words, but he never hit you, you never thought he would, until everything changed
You and Takeomi were fighting, fights were routine in your relationship, despite that, everything was fine after a while, but, Takeomi had overindulged in alcohol that day, for that reason, he started yelling at you, when you threatened to raise the voice at him, he held it in your face, throwing you against the wall, telling you to shut up and cursing you.
At that moment you just expected the worst, your face was hurt and the tears wouldn't stop falling, when Takeomi realized that you had shut up and your face was hurt, he immediately hugged you.
"See what the fuck you almost made me do? Don't ever behave like that again, I'll never do that again." He said, stroking the wound he had caused on your face.
𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢
Wakasa was always very calm, he doesn't like to fight with you, so he was never aggressive or even yelled at you, but, you ended up arguing that day.
In this time it really was a serious fight, Wakasa at that moment no longer I couldn't bear to hear your screams anymore so, in an act of pure rage, he ended up slapping you in the face, you just looked at him, with fear in your eyes, you started crying, asking him to get away from you, your face was burning and it was red, Wakasa was just standing in front of you looking at you in that state he himself had left.
He was in total shock, looking at your bruised face, Wakasa felt totally guilty, he never meant to hit you or hurt you, but at that very moment he just couldn't control himself.
"Y-your face, is it really hurt? I'm so sorry..." He begged for your forgiveness, but you just told him to go away, still scared and afraid he would hit you again.
𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢
Hanma has raised his voice to you before, despite that, he has never been aggressive, until that day
You were arguing and Hanma was clearly losing control, he was yelling at you, and when you walked away from him, he grabbed your arm, with a strength he had never shown you before, leaving you with reddened and painful skin, you looked at him scared, afraid he would hit you, but as soon as Hanma realized the fact that he was hurting him, he immediately pulled away, seeing your injured arm and tears in his eyes.
"I can't believe I almost did that shit! Damn, I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you, I don't deserve you my love, I'm sorry!" He hugged you, taking care of your arm that he ended up hurting in anger, Hanma would never have the intention of hurting you, so he never even raised his voice to you after that day.
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Just Friends?
♡~Wakasa Imaushi x Fem!Reader
♡~Not proofread
♡~Based on this
♡~wc 3.5k
♡~ao3
Tw~ 18+ MDNI!, unprotected sex, cheating, oral(female and male), rough sex, semi-public sex/public sex, I think that's everything, but I probably forgot something.
Over the years Wakasa has always been there for you. Always at your side whenever you needed him. So today was no different. Wakasa rushed over to your apartment the minute he got off the phone with you. Unlocking the door and walking in he went right for your bedroom where he could hear your quiet sobs. The moment he opened the door to see you laying on your bed his heart sank. Did your boyfriend break up with you? This wouldn't be the first breakup he helped you through. Honestly the moment he heard you crying when you called he didn't even ask what happened just told you he would be there in five minutes and hung up.
He walks into the room, laying on the bed beside you rubbing his hand up and down your back trying to calm you. "Waka" you choke out, look up from your pillow to see your best friend laying in your bed looking worried. "Who ass am I kicking?" He asks in his lazy voice as he lays on his back and opens his arms waiting for you to lay on his chest. "I think somethings wrong with me," you whisper to him. "the hell are you talking about?" Did that asshole say something was wrong with you? Is that where this is coming from? If it is, Wakasa is prepared to do a lot more than just kick his ass. He would kill for you. He would do anything for you, all you have to do is ask.
"Why doesn't it feel good?" Wakasa raises a brow at you confused. "Why doesn't what not feel good?" He asks. "You know" you say as you nod your head towards him. "Princess, if I knew I wouldn't be asking" you groan and slam your head onto his chest. "Sex Wakasa, why doesn't sex feel good." Wakasa starts chuckling. Now he has to sit here and hear about the man he hates fucking you. But he will. He will listen to all of it because he wants to make you happy. He will endure listening about a man he hates doing the one thing he wants to do but will never have the chance. "It's not funny!" You say slapping his arm as he laughs more while shaking his head slightly. "What? Trouble in paradise? That boyfriend kd yours not fuckin you right or something?" He asks.
You roll your eyes. "I'm serious, Waka. I think there is something wrong with me." He stops laughing and turns his head to get a better look at you. You're still laying on his chest, fingers running across his stomach drawing random shapes. "What are you talking about?" His tone is serious. You aren't used to him sounding this serious. It's usually all jokes and sarcasm with him. "Have have you never–" "No, I haven't" you say as you bury your face deeper into him feeling yourself getting embarrassed. Wakasa gulps. You haven't? No, that can't be right. You've had plenty of boyfriends in the past. Surely someone has gotten you off before, right?
"Oh God, you think I'm a freak don't you?" You whine. "No" He says sternly. "He's just not fucking you right" he mumbles. "He's not?" Wakasas eyes widened. You weren't meant to hear the last part. He lets out a sigh. "No, princess. Sounds to me like he doesn't know how to touch you" you sit up and stare down at Wakasa. Big doe eyes full of innocent stare at him. Because that's what you are to him, innocent. His sweet little best friend. The sweet girl who came to him crying at sixteen over your first heartbreak. The same girl who at seventeen came to him with her second over a cheating boyfriend. That same boyfriend learned quickly not to make you cry and you learned how to bail someone out of jail that night.
Wakasa sits up. You are nose to nose. His breath is hitting your face. If either one of you moved any closer your lips would be pressed together. The truth is you've always found Wakasa attractive. He was the typical bad boy at school that all the girls wanted but never showed them an ounce of attention. His attention was always on you. Wakasa has changed over the years. He grew his hair out and added purple. You swear he's never looked as good as he does right now.
Wakasa is playing with your fingers looking down. "I could show you," he whispers. "Show me what?" He looks up leaning in close. His lips brush against yours. "I could show you how you deserve to be fucked, princess" you slam you lips into him. He tastes like cigarettes and candy. He groans as he grabs the back of your head pushing you deeper into the kiss. He runs his tongue along your lip asking for entrance. You deny him. He chuckles as he smirks against your lips. You always did like to tease him. He yanks your hair causing you to gasp, he slips his tongue into your mouth. You moan into the kiss, locking your arms around his neck. Wakasa pushes you onto your back as he continues to kiss you. He moves onto your neck, licking, biting, and sucking everywhere he can. Your pants and moans fill the room. "Tell me, princess, has any man ever made you cum?" He asks as he starts to run his hand up under your shirt, goosebumps following his touch. You shake your head as he gives you a hum in response. "How about you then? Even made this pussy cum?"
"N-no" you tell him embarrassed that your friend is asking these questions. "No? Have you ever touched this pretty pussy?" He asks as he runs his hands over your clothed center. You nod "then why haven't you made yourself cum? "I–I get nervous and stop before I can" He hums again as he switches to the other side of your neck. "What do you think about when you touch yourself? Your boyfriend?" "No" you say quickly as you grip into his shoulders as he starts sucking on your neck. He chuckles "you think about me then, cause I think about you when I'm fucking my fist" "y–yes" Wakasa gasps. He wasn't expecting you to think about him. Actually he's surprised you're even letting him touch you this way. "I always think about you," you tell him. He lifts up from your neck kissing you slowly. It's filled with all the things he wishes he could get himself to say. All the feelings he has kept bottled up afraid of losing you.
"Can I touch you?" He asks as he rests his forehead against yours. You nod. Slowly he slides down your body as he removes your clothes. His hands gripping your tits and pinching and twisting your nipples. His hot mouth sucking and licking on them. He kisses his was down your body as he moves your pants. He spreads your legs and looks at your clothed cunt. He can see how wet you are. He runs his finger up your clothed slit before leaning down and licking, groaning as he gets a slight taste of you through the fabric covering you. You gasp and whine his name. He slowly removes the last piece of clothing tossing them on the floor. "Look at that pretty pussy" He says As he kisses your thigh. "Prettiest fucking pussy I've ever seen" He puts your legs over his shoulders as he kisses your slip before he starts lapping at your cunt. He moans against you. Finally able to taste you. You're the best damn thing he's ever had in his mouth. He thinks you're his new favorite flavor. He takes his thumb and spreads you open circling his tongue on your bundle of nerves. Your legs are shaking on his shoulders as you grip his hair. Your panting and whining as you gasp out his name.
He licks and sucks on your clit before dropping his tongue to your entrance. He fucks you with his tongue as his thumb circles your clit. At this point you're moaning and screaming his name. Your grip on his hair is so tight it hurts but he doesn't care. He's in heaven. In seconds he has you cumming on his tongue. He continues to lick until he can tell you rode out your high. He misses your cunt again. "Got one more for me?" He asks as he starts licking again. He runs his teeth over you, nipping every once in a while. As he's lapping at your cunt he adds a finger earning a moan from you. He curls it trying to find that spongy spot he knows will have your toes curling. Your moans are turning into screams of his name. He adds a second finger and before long you're cumming all over him again.
Wakasa sits up as he wipes off his mouth with the back of his hand kissing up your body to your lips. This kiss is rough, filled with nothing but lust for one another. Finally he removed his clothes. You sit up offering to suck him off. He shakes his he'd "tonight's all about you sweet girl" He says As he pushes you back down on the bed hovering over you. He kisses you again as he strokes himself a few times. "Ready?" He asks as he runs his tip up and down your slit. You nod, both of you moaning as he finally enters you. He starts off slow. He's holding both of your hands, his forehead resting against yours watching you as he fucks you. Wakasa knows he's never had a pussy this good. He's dreamed of this moment for years. "Fast Waka" you whine. He removes his hands from yours grabbing your hips as he starts at a rough pace. He shoves his face into your neck. He's kissing and sucking anywhere he can reach. He's groaning and cussing into your neck. Your moaning his name as you leave scratches up his back. He hisses but enjoys the sensation of your nails on his skin. He can feel your walls clenching him. He starts rubbing on your clit and he pounds into you harder. "Come on, princess, cum for me" He says As you arch your back, heels digging into his back as you pull him even closer to your body, screaming his name. You're clenching him so hard he can hardly move. He swears you are sucking him on. He grunts "you were made for me." You can feel his cock twitching inside of you. "Such a perfect pussy for me"
Quickly wakasa pulls out spilling all over your stomach. He swears he's never cum so hard. Spilling more than he's ever done before. You're covered as some spills off of you into the sheets. You're both panting. Bodies covered in sweat. Wakasa is kissing all over your face, chest and neck as he holds you. Scared you're going to say you regret it. You smile up at him. He tucks some of your hair behind your ears. You both look down looking at the mess he left. "Sorry, let me get a tow–" He doesn't finish his sentence as his mouth hangs open. You take your finger running through the mess left on you and sucking it off your fingers as you close your eyes and moan. Wakasa feels his cock twitch. Hardening at the sight. "Fuck" He groans as he slams his lips onto yours again.
The second time is rough. He has you face down ass up. He's slapped your ass so many times you know you'll be bruised. His grip on your hips is so tight you know you'll find his hand prints still there days later. "Look at you taking my cock so well" He says As he lands another slap on your ass. "You were made to be my little cock sleeve." He grabs you by your hair, yanking you up, your back back is against his chest. One hand is around your neck tightening every few thrust while the other runs down your body to play with your pussy. Your head is tilted back onto his shoulder. His thrusts are getting harder and harder. "Such a good little slut for me. You get off on fucking your bestfriend while your boyfriend is at home sleeping?" Moaning he tightens his grip on your neck cutting off air for a second before relaxing his grip. "What was that?" "Y-yes!" You yell. He chuckles against your neck as he plants kisses on you. You've lost track of how many times he has made you cum tonight. You know it's more than seven because that's the last number you remember counting to. "He fuck you like this?" "No, God no!" You scream before he tightens his hand again. Eyes crossing at the lack of air. Sucking I'm a deep breath when he releases again. "Maybe we should call him. Huh? What do you think about that princess? Let him hear how you like to be fucked. How you like bouncing on your best friend's cock. How you scream my name." He tightens his fist again before you can answer. He lets go of you and causes you to fall face first on the mattress. He falls on top of you. Rolling his hips into you moaning your name before spilling inside of you. He continued to fuck you the rest of the night until you fell asleep from exhaustion. He cleaned you up and stayed the night holding you in his sleep. He left before you got up in the morning but left a note telling you to call him as soon as you're up.
Ever since that night sucking Wakasa has become a nightly thing. The minute your boyfriend leaves your apartment you call wakasa and he shows up within five minutes, and has you naked in three. Some nights are rough. Nothing but the dirtiest fucking but other are sweet and loving. This continues for months. Wakasa has called off all the girls he was fucking before. They don't appeal to him anymore. They aren't you. Their pussies aren't yours. He swears you ruined him. No pussy will ever be as good as yours.
Wakasa hates Friday nights. It's your movie night. He used to love them, before your boyfriend. Before it was just you two. Now every Friday he has to show up. Now he has to watch the asshole have his hands all over you, and kiss you. Wakasa just rolls his eyes. While your boyfriend might get to hold you during the day and in front of everyone, wakasa is holding you at night. He's the one making you scream every night, begging him to fuck you one more time. He's the one who you beg to fuck your throat and cum down it so you can taste him not your friend. It'll never be your boyfriend. Wakasa will make sure it'll always be him.
You're sitting in the middle on the couch and a blanket lays over your legs. Your boyfriend's arm is around your shoulder as he watches the movie. Wakasa shoves his hand under the blanket and lays it on your thigh. You turn your head to look at him but he is staring at the tv. Slowly he inches his hand higher and higher until he is touching your clothed cunt. You jump light. Your boyfriend looks at you asking if you're alright. "Yeah, everything okay?" Wakasa asks with a voice laced with sarcasm as he smirks at you. You mumble out a fine. Everyone goes back to watching the movie as wakasa starts rubbing you. You slam your legs together as he turns his head to you, raising a brow. Slowly he slides his hand in your pants and starts to play with your pussy. You gasp, moaning quietly. Your boyfriend and wakasa are talking now as he enters a finger into you curling it hitting the spot that makes you see stars as his thumb rubs your clit. You let out a loud moan as your boyfriend and wakasa ask if you're okay. They continue talking when you assure them everything is fine. Wakasa adds another finger thrusting and rubbing faster.
Your boyfriend excuses himself to the bathroom before wakasa is pushing you back ok the couch hovering over you finger fucking you as he roughly kisses you. "Need you so bad" He mumbles against your lips. This continues until you hear the bathroom unlock. Wakasa jumps off of you, pulling you to sit up as well. Your boyfriend comes back throwing his arm around you again while wakasa continues to finger you under the blanket.
Wakasa has made you cum two times just by his fingers. Your boyfriend is asleep on the armrest of the couch. Wakasa picks you up sitting you on his lap as he pulls down your pants and panties and his own. "Waka he's right there" you whisper to him. "It's fine. He'll never know" he says As he shoves you down on his cock. He helps bounce you on him. Your head is thrown back on his shoulders and he is biting on yours to try and quit himself. He has one hand covering your mouth to quiet your moans and whines. As you bounce on him he is fucking up into you meeting your hips half way. You're cumming for the nth time tonight when your boyfriend starts to move on the couch. Wakasa stops moving for a second as he watches him. When he doesn't wake up and he starts bouncing you again. It doesn't take long for him to throw his head back spilling inside of you. He lifts you up and helps you readjust your pants before sitting you back down and watching the movie as if nothing happened. The next morning wakasa says bye to your friend as if he didn't fuck you right next to him the night before.
Once your boyfriend is gone you notice Wakasa is more annoyed than usual. He's brushing off your questions or giving you short answers. Finally you corner him in your kitchen. Trapping him against the counter. "What the fuck is your problem?!" You yell at him. "You've ignored me all day" He laughs, shaking his head. "My problem? You want to know what the fuck my problem is? Having to watch you be all touchy with that asshole who doesn't deserve you!" He yells "he's my boyfriend wakasa!" He shakes his head face growing angrier "he can't even get you to cum when he fucks you! You've had to come to me just to get off for the past seven months!" He yells "do you want to stop fucking me is that it?!" You yell back. "No!" "Then why do you care if I'm touchy with him?" "Because I'm fucking in love with you okay!"
Both of you widen your eyes. Wakasa was content keeping that a secret as long as you kept fucking him but seeing your boyfriend all over you made him pissed, jealous. He wants to hold you in front of everyone, not just at night. He opens his mouth to saying something but you slam your lips onto his. Running your fingers through his hair before wrapping your arms around him. Wakasa switches your positions against the counter before lifting you to sit you on top of it. Spreading your legs to settle between them he rips your pants off before falling to his knees and eating you like a starved man. He is lapping, sucking, and biting on your cunt. It's messy, his spit running down his chin. He pulls against him as hard as he can. You're cumming on his tongue in seconds. Quickly wakasa stands wrapping your legs around his waist as he picks you up and carries you to the bedroom. He lays you on the bed and slowly undresses both of you. He lays on top of you, fingers interlocked, kissing you slowly. He enters you both of you moaning. His pace is slow but deep. Hitting all the places that make your toes curl. It's intimate. More intimate than anything either of you have done before. He wraps his arms around you pulling you chest to chest just so he can be as close to you as possible. He feels you pussy clenching as his cock twitches. "Love you so much" he whispers to you. "Loved you since we were teenagers" you moan his name arching your back you cum all over his sock. He rests his forehead against you as he fills you up. You both lay there holding each other as you catch your breath. He's laying on your chest with his arms around your waist holding you against him. Your legs are wrapped around him as you play with his hair. Both of you are smiling.
"I love you too"
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☰ 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬
⧫ Characters: Mitsuya, Ran, Rindou, Wakasa
⧫ Reader: genderneutral
⧫ Summary: how they react when you're scared while watching a horror movie
⧫ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! (This is a repost from my old blog)
☰ Mitsuya:
ꕤ He knows right away when you're scared and also doesn't believe your little lies
ꕤ He Has 2 little sisters after all, he's really good at telling if someone lies
ꕤ Definitely won't call you out on it, knowing you're probably embarrassed to admit it
ꕤ But He will hold your hand on the way to the bed
ꕤ And He definitely pretends that He needs to work on a project so he can keep a light on for you
ꕤ He will ask in the morning if there was a reason to your fear
ꕤ Maybe something triggered you and He would like to know
ꕤ Will never make fun of you for getting freaked out
☰ Ran:
ꕤ This little shit, I swear
ꕤ He would laugh so hard if you flinch the slightest bit
ꕤ Once the movie is over and you hold onto a pillow for dear life He had the brilliant idea to scare the shit out of you
ꕤ Texts Sanzu to stand outside of your house, just standing in front of your bedroom window and stare at you
ꕤ Ran might tell you He goes to the toilet but puts on a mask and comes screaming through the front door, wielding a knife
ꕤ If you didn't die of a heart attack yet He will laugh at your reaction, having it all filmed
ꕤ He just loves to prank you
ꕤ He will comfort you if you beg him to or if you shed some tears
ꕤ He's a little shit, not an asshole after all
☰ Rindou:
ꕤ Would think it's funny at first
ꕤ Why would you be scared of some blood? Your boyfriend is in a literal gang, coming home, drenched in blood isn't a rare occurrence
ꕤ But once He sees that you're not just acting scared He will try to comfort you
ꕤ He knows you would never say "I'm scared Rindou" so He just reads your body language
ꕤ "Do you remember that one time when..." telling you a bloody and gruesome story which didn't help at all
ꕤ "If a murderer breaks in He would regret that really fast, you know i'm strong, Baby"
ꕤ Holds you close when you go to bed and only sleeps once you're sleeping
ꕤ Sleeps with one eye open just in case
☰ Wakasa:
ꕤ That guy didn't even flinch once, didn't even blink
ꕤ He was so unimpressed by it it's actually scaring you more than the movie itself
ꕤ Doesn't get what’s so creepy about it
ꕤ"It's just a movie, Princess"
ꕤ "Yeah but it's based on a true story. What if we're next?" You mumble, actually terrified since the serial killer is still out there
ꕤ He shrugs, convinced it's not true
ꕤ Does research with you and holy shit, turns out the real story is even worse
ꕤ He gets a bit creeped out himself but would never show or tell it, is way better at hiding it than you
ꕤ "I won't let anyone lay a single finger on you, don't worry" He reassured you, pulling you Into his side so you feel safe
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AHHHH WE NEEEDDDD A PART 6 FOR DRAKENS BROTHER PLEASEEEEE 😭
Draken's Brother Part 6
It took a matter of seconds for (Name) to awake. But the scream he had released made everyone flinch. He started thrashing, but Baji didn't release him.
Draken immediately went to remove Baji, but he was held back. As much as it broke their hearts hearing the pain (Name) was in, they couldn't let him interrupt the marking. If he does there's no telling what would happen.
After a few more seconds the scream finally quieted down. Baji retracted his canines, and pulled away from (Name)'s scent gland. (Name) slowly blinked. His blurry vision starting to clear. He looked around. What happened?
"Keisuke? W-What happened?" Everyone stared cheering loudly. Baji was shoved away by Draken. Who immediately sobbed and held (Name) tightly. "A-ANIKI?!" The poor thing was so confused. "(Name)! Your okay! I'm so happy!"
Okay what the fuck? "Can someone tell me what's going on?!" Draken pulled away, grimacing at the blood that now covered his shirt. "Long story short. You dropped. The doctors couldn't find your Omega. Then the guys who attack you and Kokonoi, who turned out to be an old enemy gang of the 10th generation Black Dragons, tried taking your Omega away."
(Name) stared at his brother. Baji then shoved Draken aside. "They tried poisoning you. But luckily I was given permission from your brother, to mark you. Which brought you back to me." (Name) then fainted. Making everyone freak out again.
But something wasn't right. "Wait. Wouldn't someone come and check him after that scream?" Mikey looked confused. Draken who finally got off the floor nodded. "Yeah. Someone should've been in hear when the scream first started." Takemichi thought about it.
"Wait. If they're on the inside that must mean they were waiting for something like that." The others stared at him. "When (Name) screamed, it was a pain filled scream! They probably think he lost his Omega!" Taiju nodded. "It's true. This is what they were waiting for. They probably think (Name) died. That's why nobody has shown up yet."
Mikey turned an angry look in his eye. "Alright Toman. That means the Bleeding Sirens are probably getting ready to attack us." Draken nodded. "They probably think we'll be too busy mouring to do anything. But (Name) is safe now. Overwhelmed. But safe."
Mikey started directing orders. "We need someone to get (Name) out of here. While we distract them. We need him safe and sound. It has to be someone other then Ken-chin and Baji." The two Alpahs immediately began arguing against the idea.
"I know you two don't want to leave him! You think I do?! But he's both of yours weakness! So when they realize he's missing they'll come straight for you two!" "He's right. They'll also come for Takemichi and I as well, since we were guarding his hospital room." The others nodded.
Takemichi had an idea, he didn't like it, but it had the biggest chance of working. "Wait. What if we send (Name) with Kisaki and Hanma? They wouldn't expect that. They'd think you put him under the 5th divisions protection. Since Mucho is the strongest captain. Kisaki and Hanma would go right over their heads. Since they're the new captains."
Kisaki looked genuinely surprised. He didn't think he'd be a part of the plan. He knew most of Toman didn't like him and Hanma. So the fact that Takemichi volunteered them, actually made him hopeful. Kisaki stood up straight. "Commander where do we take him then?"
"Aniki what about the Gym?" Everyone turned to (Name), who was weakly trying to sit up. Draken quickly helped him sit up. "The gym? Why?" Baji asked confused. "Waka-sensei." That's when it clicked. "Kisaki. I need you and Hanma to take (Name) to the gym ran by the White Leppard. Also know as Wakasa Imaushi. Also Baji for the love of kami-sama, wash my brothers blood off your face!"
Everyone quickly got to work. Draken cleaned and wrapped (Name)'s sent gland. He then let Kisaki and Hanma wrapped (Name) in their Toman jackets. Draken gave them a stern look. "Watch over him. If something happens to him. I swear I will kill you both." The Alpha's nodded and Hanma picked up (Name).
Then they all ran, most of Toman rancing out the front of the hospital, while Kisaki and Hanma went out the backway. While going out they didn't run into any problems. Until they got a few blocks away from the hospital did they have any issues.
"Guys! We're being followed by a few guys." Kisaki turned his head and there was at least 4 guys behind them. Kisaki made a displeased sound. He looked up at (Name). "How far are we from the gym?" (Name) answered with the address then asked Kisaki a question stumped him.
"Tetta-kun, shouldn't we call Waka-sensei so he can be ready for us?" Kisaki face-palmed and Hanma laughed. Kisaki can be quite dumb at times. "Why didn't we do that before we left!" (Name) handed him his phone. "His name is Kitty-Sensei." Hanma grinned widely and laughed.
"What are our names then?" (Name) thought for a moment. "Tetta's name is Smarty-kun and your name is Dumby-kun." That got a laugh out of Kisaki who finally found the contact he was looking for. He looked behind them.
It seemed like they were still being chased, and apparently more have joined them. This isn't good, Kisaki clicked on the contact, putting the phone on speaker. A tired voice answered after a few moments.
"Yo (Name), you don't call often. What's going on?" Kisaki took a deep breath. "Hello. My name is Kisaki Tetta. I'm the third division captain of Toman. I'm on my way with the sixth division captain and (Name)."
"Ha? What for?" (Name) held out his hand and Kisaki hesitated before handing it over. "Waka-sensei! I'm in trouble! An enemy gang is targeting me again. I'll explain more when we get there. But I called because some of the members are followings us."
(Name) took a deep breath and squeezed his eye shut. "Wakasa-sensei I'm scared!" The captains felt their hearts break. (Name) didn't deserve any of this. He's too pure to be caught up in all this.
They heard a growl on the other end. "But the other one on the phone." (Name) handed the phone to Kisaki, hiding his face on Hanma's back. He didn't know what to do. Kisaki took the phone, sharing a distraught look with Hanma as they continued running.
"Yes sir?" "I'll be waiting outside with my friends. When you two get here go through the doors. I need to know, what gang is after you guys?" "The Bleeding Sirens." He heard a scoff. "Of fucking course they'd go for (Name). Shit!"
Silence. "Sir?" "I can see you guys. Hurry it up!" Kisaki looked up. Noticing about 3 men standing outside the building. The blond one was holding a phone. Guess that's him then.
As they got closer they could hear the guys gaining on them. One of them had grabbed a hold of the back of (Name)'s shirt. They yanked him back. Startling the captain and (Name). Kisaki will forever remember, the look of fear he saw on (Name)'s face.
A buff tan man grabbed (Name) and punched the other male. "Kei-sensei!" (Name) cried out in relief. The other two males walked forward. "Which one of you called?" Kisaki bowed. "Kisaki Tetta!" He felt a hand on his head, causing him to flinch.
"Well Kisaki. You did good getting (Name) here." Wakasa nodded at the other captain. "Now are you two staying, or are you going to join your gang?" The captains shared a look. "We'll go back to our gang. The Sirens had surrounded the hospital when we left."
He got a hum in return. "Alright then head back. We got (Name) and these runners. Be safe." The two nodded, turning to (Name). They gave him a short wave and took off back towards the hospital.
A murderous aura surrounded the Sirens present, making most flinch. "Well. Well. Well. Look what the trash brought in. It's been a while hasn't it? Now then," Wakasa glared. Takeomi stepped in front of Benkei.
"Who dares put their hands, on our favorite student?"
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Inspo: @stygianoir gave me the idea to continue this with kisaki and sanzu (baji was already done), but what if we added wakasa, ran, rindou, smiley and dearest souya?
Pairing: None! just confessions and fluff today!
Notes: vague mentions of violence, fluff
A/N: this is legit SO FUN to imagine and write 😭🫶
Kisaki:
okay regardless if you're dating, he is showing off your talents
"hanma, you know that y/n does that daily, right?"
i don't honestly think he realizes that he does it
forms a liking for you from it lmao
THE ONLY TIME YOU EVER GET TO SEE HIM THAT EMBARRASSED IT'S ADORABLE
"uhm... would you like me back y/n? hypothetically, of course."
don't underestimate him, he will show you off 10x more if you start dating oml
Sanzu:
he's high most of the time, how is he supposed to know he's kissed you already before?
it takes him a while to realize that he likes you tbh
a little oblivious
and high
but the point is that he's all over you regardless
and if you do date????
he demands cuddles a lot
hc that he won't go to bed without you next to him
Wakasa (underrated hottie):
will have to ask benkei how to ask you out despite his rather bold nature lol
might have a hard time wrapping his head around how to do it right, but he will get it eventually
brushes through his hair a lot as he confessed, def nervous
is bold enough at the end to kiss your cheek tho
is quite lovely and a great bf if I say so myself
Ran:
an odd thing to mention, but I feel he would wait to date you until you were both 18+...
He just wants you and him to be prepared for it yk?
anyways, he is oddly formal with his confession
little did you know, he had first asked his brother.. and then practiced it.. and then said it to himself...
all before telling you, and not even saying the same thing might I add
is legit in a tux and looks like he is going to marry you
intoxicates you with his cologne
8/10, too much smell lmao
Rindou:
doesn't panic on the outside, internally freaking out
has rehearsed multiple times before telling you
is a little worried but doesn't show it
doesn't really sweat it that much since he waited long enough to see that you show your feelings towards him too
is very affectionate too like???
9/10, his hair was a mess
Smiley:
his smile might fade a little when he is nervous
but..... if you say yes, he lights right back up
he laughs awkwardly a lot to fill in the silence lol
is freaking out when you take too long to consider his love
will cling onto your arm afterward as he walks you home
legit loves you sm... omg
the next morning he will leave you a little gift and it's just AHH
Dearest Souya my beloved angel:
is very quiet
so nervous, but he knows it so Smiley is right next to him
fiddles with his hands a lot
stutters :((
he changes if you say yes tho! He gets much more confident in himself with you :)
will sling his hand around your waist, but he will never make eye contact with you cause he might crumble right there
10/10 ofc??!!!!
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Hi Hi hope your having a wonders day. If it’s alright can I request the characters headcannons on hearing the reader sing shiro’s woodpecker lullaby from deadman wonderland cause it sounds soft but it’s quite creepy vibe like those horror movies or animes where someone sings a sweet melody but in a dark and creepy tone
Hiiii Cooonnooorrr!!!! Yes, I too would like to freak out my bae
Singing creepy lullabies and the TR peeps
*Throws holy water on you*
Taiju, Chifuyu, Baji, Hakkai, Koko, Emma
“Bestie please it’s 3:58 I need my sleep”
Ran
*Joins in*
Rindo, Inupi, Mikey, Kazutora, Hanma, Sanzu, Yuzuha
*blasts taylor swift in retaliation*
Hanma, Inupi, Mikey, Senju
“That’s cool (y/n). Btw it’s your turn to do the dishes”
Mitsuya, Draken, Izana, Wakasa, Hina
Is lowkey scared
Chifuyu, Taiju, Angry, Kakucho, Shinichiro
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the one where you have the hots for your dealer, and Wakasa is always eager to please a customer. (based on "Party Monster" by The Weeknd.)
PARTY MONSTER !
wakasa imaushi x reader
1:35 ───ㅇ───── 4:09
.↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺
╭─ ⋅ ─ ✩ ─ ⋅ ─╮
▷ twelve-thousand yen
▷ grievances
▷ take it
▷ calm before the storm
▷ passing glance
▷ misbehave
▷ the thing
▷ night together
▷ daybreak
▷ don't look back
▷ 12:01 am
▷ three months
▷ best buds
▷ love u too
▷ waka's girl
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Matching Tokyo Revengers to Bryce Savage's songs and their Ideal types: Pt. 1 ?
Disclaimer: These are just my opinions and these songs just remind me of them. Your opinions may be different. But when I hear these songs these are the faces that pop to my mind.
Hanma Shuji - My Type (Little Attitude)
No one can tell me other wise that he would go for a girl that gives him attitude. My dude likes to have fun, and a girl giving him attitude... come on now. And he is 6'4, he would want someone smaller then him so it would be more fun to tease the,
Lyrics: She's 5'5" with a little attitude. She likes guys, but she likes some girls too. Dark eyes and her hair matches her mood. She's my type, never will forget the view.
Wakasa Imaushi - Curiosity
Wakasa is a pretty chill character, I can see him liking a good girl, but the catch is, that is only out in public. At night he brings out the bad girl in her. His type of girl would be curious about the dangers of Wakasa's life knowing he is part of the gang. Her parents would disapprove, but she always wanted to rebel against them anyway. And Wakasa helps her with that. Even though he is chill, he still brings a thrill to her life.
Lyrics: She looks like a little angel, but at night's a different angle. Demon eyes looking fatal, got a mind, dirty and playful. She got naughty thoughts that she can't control. She don't wanna tell, she would rather show. Red little heart, black little soul. Teeth that are sharp, bite that is cold.
Ran Haitani - Slayer
Ran I can see would be into a girl that could match his energy. If she has a record of being the heart breaker, this would catch Ran's attention. He would think he could play with her only to realize that she is the one playing with him. It would hurt his ego but he would be addicted a bit.
Lyrics: Cause she's a heart breaker, dream taker, love faker. Yeah, you better watch out, cause, boy, you're headed straight for danger. Cause she's the player, you're the game, she's the slayer, you're the slayed.
Rindou Haitani - Narcotic
Rindou would have a slight similar taste to his brother, and someone similar to Wakasa but someone who is different. He wants someone who is confident and can protect themselves. It's quite hard to describe his taste, but someone who wasn't sheltered growing up who has a past, and knows how dark the world can be. She knows how to be sweet yet dangerous at the same time.
Lyrics: She a little devil, so demonic, sharp eyes, looking so hypnotic. Don't know where she came from, she exotic. Body look good like she bought it. The way she wear black like she gothic. Anything she want, yeah she got it. Dark, little features like she haunted. I'm addicted, call her, "narcotic." She got a little crazy in her eyes, sweet on the surface with a dark, little side. She a different breed in the night. A little bit of freak hidden on the inside.
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Look at how my tears ricochet.
(or the unoverse fic)
(part 1)
(subtle MuSan that could see as platonic since the plot is focus on the angst and not on the romance at all)
(link to ao3, in case someone prefers to read it there)
Introduction here! Read it before for this to make sense!
Warnings: Well, here we are with the first chapter! (the previous was just an intro) This is mostly angst and hurt/no comfort. Canon compilant until Valhalla arc (almost, I change some "small" detail for this to make sense). I'm so sorry because Sanzu it's so broken here, but I promise that hope came to me last night and I found a way to ending this fic in a bittersweet way instead of just pain, yey!
MANGA SPOILERS! (Sanzu's mind it's a big manga spoiler)
Notes: This one it's from Sanzu's POV, I make him suffer a little bit because I needed him to be unhinged enough for what I'm planning later (technically, Baji's death it's on Wakui tbh).
'This are his intrusive thoughts' and 'This are his regular thoughts'! I was trying to show how broken his mind already is and this seemed like the best way in my head of showing it, I hope it makes sense :)
Also, I did some game with the names because why not. I used "Haruchiyo" when he feels more vulnerable, more emotional. And "Sanzu" when he's trying to hide this vulnerability or more close to the edge, to becoming that deranged Sanzu that we saw in Kanto Manji and Bonten.
(I only used "Mucho" instead of "Muto" once too, kudos to whoever sees why)
(English is not my first language, so be nice please 🙈)
Haruchiyo doesn't want to be here, he wasn't going to come (he already buried a friend, he doesn't need to do it again). But his captain said he should go, that all Toman's captains and vice-captains were going. He wanted to scream, to throw something at Muto's face for trying to force him. But he couldn't, because the older boy looked at him with a soft smile and worried eyes. A big hand on his shoulder, the silent promise that he wouldn't be alone.
So now he's here, at Baji's wake. The words sound surreal in his head, it seems like a cruel joke, that keeps repeating itself. 'Is everyone going to die except for you? Shouldn't you be the one dying for once?' 'Shut up, I don't care, this is not Baji.' He shakes his head, trying to keep his own thoughts under control, earning another worried look from his captain.
Haruchiyo knows that he needs to get a grip, focus on the present. One step, then the other. Just like this, looking at his own feet, walking slowly next to Muto's calm presence. That will help, he's sure of it.
And it does, the sound of his own steps is keeping him grounded while he enters at the funeral hall. He sees Benkei from the corner of his eyes and even if he knows better (he should know better), he looks at him. Obviously, Senju is sitting next, with Wakasa at her other side. Both men trying to comfort her, even if Wakasa looks dead inside (that's not new, the white leopard has been like this since Shinichiro die, but Sanzu can't think in this right now, he can't).
Clenching his fits, Haruchiyo keeps walking. Resisting the urge to hug his little sister, pretending to not know her. 'But you do, you know her, look at her face, she looks so broken. Are you really not going to do anything? You're always a bad brother, aren't you?' 'I'm an only child, I don't care. Besides, she has them by her side. She's better off without me.'
“Sanzu?”
His captain concerned tone makes him go back to reality, still feeling disoriented. It probably shows on his face, because suddenly there is a supportive hand on his shoulder. Gently pushing him to keep walking.
He feels exposed without his mask, an open book for everyone there to read. He hates it, he just wants this to be over. But once more, time is not on his side, each second feels like ages 'Why is freaking time playing with my mind again?'
One step, then the other. Again. And again. Until they're almost in front of that (because that isn't Baji, it can't be). He's in some kind of trance, only his feet and Mucho's warm hand seem real. But he can do it, as long as he keeps focusing on this, as long as he doesn't think (as he doesn't remember) he can do it.
“Haruchiyo?”
A weak voice call him when he's about to pay his respects to that. Sanzu turns instinctively to that sound, only for wishing he didn't.
Ryoko's eyes, so similar to his son, are looking at him with tears. It's so weird, the woman that is thanking him for being there used to be like a mother for him in a past that she doesn't remember. Of course she doesn't, it never happened for her.
But suddenly, Haruchiyo is seeing all the times that he ran away from his own home, staying with Baji. How Ryoko always had a spare futon ready for him, how she always called Takeomi for letting that bastard know that his little brother was safe and more than welcome to stay there as long as both of them needed it.
He always ran towards Baji, didn't he?
Of course he did. Baji was the other half of Haruchiyo's pain. They shared the same trauma, they needed each other. In a twisted way, they were each other lifeline. Baji always understood without words, even if he was complaining or calling him “batshit crazy”, the other boy never turned his back on him (Baji would never turn his back on any of his friends).
Baji was the only one he had, the one that didn't die. Now, he's alone again. 'When weren't you alone?'
Haruchiyo is completely froze, the incense bar on his hand breaks. But he can't move. He can't. He's thirteen again and he doesn't understand what is happening. A weird feeling on his guts that he's seen this film before. 'But it can't be, right? It can't be.'
That warm hand squeezes his shoulder, aquamarine eyes looking at him, urging him to place the incense on the burner and go out of the line. But Haruchiyo doesn't react to that, he's too caught up in his memories (his nightmares) to even recognize the owner of those eyes. He just looks through him, unable to focus on reality anymore.
Because this can't be real. It just can't. If this was real, Baji should be next to him. So this can't be real. 'Look at him, he's in a coffin, you're only friend is in a coffin.' 'No, he's not, this is not real, this is not happening.'
If this was real, they should be holding hands tightly until it was painful, the pain grounding them. They should be crying together in silence. If this was real...
'It's real, look at him. Do it.' 'No, Baji isn't supposed to be death, this can't be.' But he does it, he looks at him and he feels like all the air has been stolen from his lungs.
'No, no, this can't be. Why is Baji the one in a coffin?' 'This is your fault, you couldn't save him either. You're useless.'
'What the fuck? Fuck, fuck, fuck!' He can't breathe, he can't move, he can't do anything else besides staring at that. Yes, exactly, Sanzu tries to remind to himself. That is not Baji. Not his Baji. This person never shared the same memories, the same pain.
He tries to breathe again. This Baji forgot about him, made new friends. 'Better friends'. Yes, he was having a better life without Sanzu on it. 'He didn't want me as a part of that life, right? This is not my Baji.'
Haruchiyo is trying to focus, to go back to the present. Whispers that only makes it worse. He feels sick. 'That isn't him, that isn't him.'
But... This Baji died protecting Toman, protecting his friends. 'Protecting Mikey. How dare you to pretend his not your friend when he died for Mikey?'
In that exact moment, he breaks. The first tears rolling down his cheeks. They sting. They sting so badly but he's unable to control it.
Because that's the same person that Haruchiyo used to know. That's Baji, his Baji.
Suddenly, someone holds his hand with too much strength.
“Baji?”
Haruchiyo whispers, turning around, too lost in his memories for understanding what's happening. He tries to focus on the person next to him. Blond hair. Dark eyes.
Mikey.
Mikey is there, holding his hand. He's not crying, hiding his own pain like always. Always being the strong one for his friends (even when he's broken). But the grip on Haruchiyo's hand says everything he needs to known. The void in his dark eyes screaming louder than any tear.
Sanzu squeezes the blonde's hand, going back to reality. Mikey needs him.
The irony that this time they are the ones holding hands too tightly, exactly like he did with Baji in a funeral that never happened, doesn't escape his mind.
Mikey takes him outside, allowing him to breathe, to cry, without so many eyes staring at him. Allowing him to break.
Is there, weeping in Mikey's arms, where his already twisted mind seals his own fate. Not that he cares (at all).
Mikey is his king and he's going to protect him. He'll follow him, no matter where. But this time, is not a promise to Shinichiro.
It's a promise to Baji, a promise to himself.
And Sanzu will gladly pay the consequences if it means keeping his promise.
Later that night, Haruchiyo is unable to sleep. He keeps staring at the ceiling, a loop of the last talk he had with Baji playing in his mind. Wishing he had say a lot more.
“Are you really leaving Toman?”
Baji almost jumped when he heard Sanzu's voice, not expecting to find the other hiding in the shadows. Waiting for him.
“Yes.”
“I see. I will miss you. I just want to ask you one last question.”
“I’m not going to tell you anything about Valhalla.”
The pinkette just shrugged off that comment, his face emotionless as usual.
“What hair treatment do you use?”
“What?”
“I always wondered what cream you use for your hair.”
Baji looked at him like he just grown a second head (nothing new).
“You're a weirdo... It's just soap...”
He answered, a sly smile plastered on his face (Sanzu should've know better seeing that smile, of course his hair was going to be stiff and tangled after trying freaking soap on it).
“Well, thanks, Baji.”
He turned around, already having all the information he wanted from the brunette. He never needed to ask Baji if he was a traitor, he knew better. He knew Baji.
“Hey, wait! Haruchiyo!”
He stopped, looking at the other boy, surprised that he was using his first name. Baji looked... hesitant?
“Kisaki is the enemy.”
“What?”
“Just that. Kisaki is the enemy, don't forget it, okay?”
Just like that, their last conversation was over. None of them knew it yet. Or maybe Baji did, maybe his warning was because he suspected how bad things could go.
Sanzu can't sleep, his mind it's too busy starting to plot. Baji's last words hanging in the air, he can't forget them. He can't.
For Baji.
For Mikey.
“Kisaki is the enemy.”
#me writing🌻#unoverse fic#tokyo revengers#tokyo revengers spoilers#tokyo revengers fic#sanzu haruchiyo#baji keisuke#muto yasuhiro#sano manjiro#kisaki tetta#canon compilant until valhalla#canon complicit#even if it's not all canon compilant the pain comes from the canon believe me#musan#i made myself cry#i broke my own heart#angst#hurt/no comfort#original timeline spoilers#i didn't like killing baji#no wonder wakui decided to do a happy ending bc of baji
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TR Guys + Their Types PT 2
Headcanons!
↳ Black Girl Edition🤎
⚜️Featuring: Hakkai Nahoya (Smiley) Draken Mitsuya Wakasa
(Honestly I love making these)
Hakkai
~ Ugh, Hakkai the sweetheart.
~ He's so freaking shy and awkward so he'll definitely need some help from a more bold kind of girl....at least with a bit more guts than him or else chile...the relationship ain't getting nowhere.
~ I could see Hakkai with a girl that loves to color coordinate clothes and kind of match together every now and then; maybe for a little date night.
~ Going off of this^^ I could for SURE see him having a couples fashion page together with her. Like think of those boujee high fashion show audience member outfits like a Schiaparelli or Balmain vibe.
~ I think Hakkai would go for the kind of woman with a really naturally soothing voice. That kind of just airy, light voice.
~ Definitely loves the kind of woman that loves doing fun activities together (I know y'all remember that scene in S2 when Hakkai was tearing up that bowling alley and pool table and all that)!
~ As for hairstyles, Hakkai truly does love anything she's wear and I could definitely see him getting style advice from you (even though he eats all of his hairstyles).
Nahoya (Smiley)
~ I can so see him with someone that's good at doing hair. Like she'll try out all these cute styles on him that'll have him lookin' good. I could see him start feelin' himself after she tries a new style on him that he likes. (Potentially a genuine hair stylist).
~ Will definitely turn her into his own personal hair stylist.
~ I think he'd love the kind of girl that will take his outfits and completely finesse them. Like wearing one of his bomber jackets or tops and makes it look ten times better on her.
~ I can absolutely see him going for a girl that's into high street wear styles! For example: Imagine a graphic tee that's tied in the front for a slight crop effect with some cute cut out designs in the back, cute jeans, topped off with tie up heels and a cute little mini bag.
~ She MUST get along with his brother or else it's just not happening. But that's obvious.
~ Since he be so damn rowdy all the time, I can see him with the kinda girl that levels him out.
~ I can also very much see him with a comical girl. Like she's just always making him laugh and is genuinely a funny and witty person. Also good with comebacks.
Draken
~I feel like Draken definitely likes the girly type. Lipgloss collections, cute skirts, a plethora of perfumes both high and low end, and shopping is a therapeutic experience for her. Like he can't keep up with her new outfits.
~ Personality-wise she's gotta value family and friendships. He definitely would NOT like the type that's just always randomly cutting someone off because of one minor argument or something they said. I think he'd like the kinda woman that will work things out and value the people she has in her life (especially because he never really had his parents so he always cherishes the people he does have).
~ I think he'd like a ray of sunshine kind of girl. Just always lighting up a room with her bubbly and upbeat personality.
~ When it comes to her hair, I can absolutely see him obsessed with the different kind of braid styles she does. From Fulani braids to cornrows with zigzag parts, he just utterly eats it up every time.
~ And don't even get him started with the cute beads! Like..it's a yes for him.
~ He definitely likes for her to do his hair for him, and try out different kinds of braids aside from his simple braided ponytail.
Mitsuya
~ Ok so this man Mitsuya for sure loves a family oriented woman, just straight off the bat.
~ I think he'd like a very down to earth and friendly kind of girl.
~ I could see Mitsuya with a cook like...hold on hear me out.
~ Mitsuya is already good at cooking but I can see him with a professional or just really great cook. I can imagine him cooking and learning things from her wether it's just how to cook more efficiently or cooking foods from other cultures (*cough* Like Soul Food *cough*).
~ Mitsuya would like a girl that can show him all kinds of new things and he could show her new things as well.
~ I think Mitsuya is just the kinda guy who is interested in lots of things so he'd like a girl who's open-minded in that way too.
~ Definitely can see him with a fashionable woman too. I just imagine him first meeting her by being so entranced by her outfit and her walk (instantly she becomes his muse that he creates all kinds of fashions for).
~ I don't think Mitsuya would mind being with a tall girl either. On some Zendaya x Tom Holland vibe!
~ I for sure believe Mitsuya loves to do spontaneous dates! Some days it's real fancy and boujee and other days it's just a chill date night at home with a nice meal he's cooked and a cute "restaurant music" playlist he picked on Spotify. So a woman that doesn't mind the full spectrum of dates (cause let's be honest some girls be like boujee dates ONLY, trynna be extra...) he'd really appreciate.
Wakasa
~ Honestly I feel like Wakasa would like a woman that's really opposite from him in certain ways.
~ For example^^, I think he'd love an energetic, highly sociable type of woman. Loves to talk and meet new people while Wakasa's a bit more quiet and reserved (doesn't mean he doesn't like to talk, it's just not gonna be his go-to thing to do unless he's drunk as a skunk).
~ It's an official cannon that Wakasa is the clingy type so I could definitely see him with the kind of woman that's not really that way but puts up with his clinginess just for him.
~ I'm also getting wise vibes. Like he'd like a woman that is really wise and will have him thinking about things from different perspectives when they talk about certain topics.
~ I feel like Wakasa would like a woman that is (like Mitsuya) on the more open-minded side when it comes to trying all kinds of new things. Wakasa seems like the type that wouldn't really mind trying something he's never done at least once just to see.
~ Definitely could see him with like an outdoorsy girl, or at least someone who's open to camping or going out fishing (and doesn't mind the bugs💀...).
~ I think Wakasa would like a girl that's random. As in just does random stuff out of nowhere due to boredom (ex: breaking out into song loudly in the middle of silence or quoting random movie lines).
~ As for outfits, I think Wakasa would be drawn to like the super cute, dainty, feminine style. Loves him a cute frilly skirt or sundress! He spends so much time around his friends and stuff (a whole bunch of rowdy ass gang boys), that when he sees a really girly girl it's like he's hit by a feminine ultra-blast or something (what am I saying lol).
~ For hairstyles, I think Wakasa would be OBSESSED with the perm rod curls style. Those super cute, bouncy spiral curls would have him staring so hard on accident (lowkey lookin' like a weirdo). I could see him always pulling on them then letting go to watch it bounce back.
A/N🧚🏾♀️: As requested I made some new headcanons @honeybunhottie 🩵 Hope you enjoy it as much as the last!
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A Flower Blooms
Yandere! Senju Kawagiri Head Cannons (Female For Female)
Senju would only act girly with you. Around everyone else she is the "Unmatched Senju". She is so energetic around you running around trying on clothes with you and buying useless things. She loves to buy you tons of watching accessories! And buying you tons of food. She loves seeing your face stuffed with food it makes her laugh!
She would always walk you places, Maybe someone like benkei, wakasa, or takeomi. But only if she was super busy! She loves walking around with you the way your hair is in the wind. Even when it's messy it amazes her. She loves picking you up and running around with her showing off her strength and whys she's the best friend (Or Lover).
She would take you to a bathhouse and admire your form. Washing her wounds and her hair! Your fingers in her scalp makes her melt. You would baby her in these moments and wash her body but she would not hesitate to help wash you! She loves how close you are..It's these moments she hopes last forever.
If someone was giving you trouble from an enemy gang of brahman, She would freak OUT! The second she sees that text of only your location. She would rush out and beat the men senseless, But if they had their hands on you ruffing you up she would call brahman and have her men destroy every part of the guys who dared to hurt you.
She would comfort you and apologize so many times (She would to it until her throat bled if you wanted <3). Hugging and holding you close. "Oh Y/N, I'm so so sorry!! I should have walked you farther home, I will never ever let you out of sight again!"
She means that.
"Y/N I'm protecting you, I don't want to hurt you or make you feel sad ever! But if you keep acting so bratty I'll have to take you home with me..."
#yandere senju#yandere senju kawagiri#yandere tokyo rev#yandere tokyo revengers#yandere x reader#yandere
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Title: Movie Night or Date Night?
Imaushi Wakasa x fem!reader
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Genre: fluff, friends to lovers, slightly suggestive if you squint
Summary: In which you have a movie night with the 1st Gen BD's at your house — a certain someone makes you feel warm in a way nobody could've prepared you for
Warnings: none
Word count: 2.1k
(a/n: I'm back with more Waka content because this man won't leave my mind 😮💨 )—————————————————————————————
Another movie night with four idiots you call your friends doesn't sound too bad, does it?
It's funny to you how Takeomi is always the last one to arrive, even though he lives the closest to your house. Is that some kind of phenomenon for people to be the latest, the nearer they live?
But do you want to know what's funny? The fact that the other guys were especially eager to make Takeomi pay for the food you guys were going to order for the movie marathon. And they made sure to express their big big appetite in a lively manner.
Have you ever seen a man dance like a squid in the middle of your living room? No? Right, you don't want to. Just get the little pen from Men in Black to make everyone forget about the unwanted experience. Flash and gone. Who danced, you ask? It was none other than Shin-freaking-ichiro! If he had a drink too much, you request to know? No, he's just silly goofy like that.
All jokes aside though, you love them with everything you've got and you would never want any of them to change. They're the biggest blessing in your life.
But if someone were to ask you if you preferred someone out of your little group, would you tell them the truth? Would you tell them how you thought Waka was the biggest jewelry you've ever laid your eyes on?
It's not 'mi casa es tu casa' anymore. It's 'Wakasa es mi casa' from now on.
You get lost in his eyes on the daily and do you want to know where else you get lost? The thought of his hands. His pretty pretty hands. So soft they look, dreamy, little veins decorating the back of his hand once he grabs or squeezes something. Are his hands on your mind right now? Be honest. You're staring at them as we speak.
You watch as he trudges through your living room with multiple bottles of soft drinks in his hands. And before you even get to react, before you get to avert your gaze from his majestic hands, he shoots you a harmless glare, "You know you're part of this evening? Mind blessing us with your help to prepare the snacks and stuff?"
And you fall again, asking yourself how someone could be so fucking perfect. Him and his amethyst colored eyes. They lure you in. You're so down bad for said man, that you don't even notice the way he moved right on front of your face in the span of seconds.
Did you just straight up ignore him? Did you simply not want to hear him on purpose? The little yelp you let out instantly throws you out of your little bubble, back into reality as you realize how close Waka really is to your body. He pinched your sides.
You get up with a half assed frown on your face but Waka doesn't buy it. He knows you like he knows the back of his hand. And what does he do? He pinches you again as you try to pass him, "What's on your mind, huh?"
"You." Is what you would've loved to say but you decide against it for several reasons, "It's nothing Waka, I'm just excited to spend time with my friends 's all ~"
Yeah. Your friends, there's definitely nothing else on your mind.
Just as you turn to leave for your kitchen, Benkei, Shin and Takeomi make their way back into your living room. The food they're carrying looks heavenly and you really couldn't wait to dig in. It's free and sponsored by your lovely friend after all. Gotta show him how much you appreciate his thoughtfulness by filling your tummy to your hearts content later.
Does Takeomi feel victimized? Probably, but hey! You're just helping him spend his money on something different than cigarettes. He should be thankful, you're caring for his health.
And as the other three prepared the rest, Wakasa looks at you once again. His expression seemingly unreadable, but not for you, you have an idea what he's thinking about. And as if you could read his mind, you tell him "See Waka? The table magically decorated and filled itself." Yeah no, you just earned yourself another dramatic pinch to your sides, followed by his arm around your waist as he pulls you with him to comfortably sit on the sofa.
The others sit too, comfortably stretching their limbs on your oversized couch, the soft cushions only inviting them to relax into them further.
But then you hear groaning from the other side of the sofa, "The lights are still on, it destroys the vibe of a movie night. It should be dark and cozy."
"Then why don't you switch off the lights, Shin?" Benkei asks. Shin quietly huffs out but at the last second, before he could get up, Takeomi calls you out.
"What about you, y/n? Made us do all the work today, might as well get up and switch it off."
You scoff, "Excuse me? I provide you my house."
"Did you build it yourself?"
"No....?"
"Then it doesn't count."
"But I cooked for you guys the last time. And I had to clean the dishes all alone because you guys fled and now you're making me seem like I'm some lazy ass, like I'm treating you like my personal slaves."
Takeomi sighs "Now you're just being dramatic." And Waka, who sits next to you and wants to start this darn movie simply lays his hand on your thigh and suddenly you go. That was fast he wonders, he didn't even have to say something. If only he knew the effect he has on you, he'd probably use it to his very own advantage.
But it has always been like that, you guys always bicker around when you spend time together. It's mostly Benkei or you who usually turn off the lights, bring the blankets or prepare snacks. It's nothing new but you wouldn't have it any other way.
With the lights finally off, and you settling in next to Waka again, the movie finally starts. Which genre, you ask? It's a horror movie and while you always tell them that you're not afraid and actually enjoy them, there's still doubt inside Takeomi and Shin. They are sure you would crack eventually.
The horror movie is definitely not the reason you're going to crack. It's something else, more like someone. A dangerous individual if you want. He's very handsome too, so handsome you would forget how to breathe, would your lungs not do just that automatically.
You guys aren't even 5 minutes into the movie but everyone is already stuffing their face. Including yourself of course. You're a reliable friend after all, don't wanna make Take's money go to waste.
The content hum you let out urges Waka to turn his head to the right, taking a look at your face and he see's the smile on your face, your eyes closed. You really enjoy food on another level, he thinks.
You enjoy it so much that you don't even notice the sauce of the pizza that's running down the corner of your lips. And Waka? He couldn't help himself but smile stupidly at your antics. He thinks you're beyond pretty, even like this, with sauce all over your mouth.
And so he reaches out, a practiced finger swiping at the corners of your mouth before he takes the digit into his own mouth, licking off the sauce like he's done this one too many times before. Spoiler alert, he did exactly that one too many times before and you never got used to it, not even now. You're really glad, thankful that it's dim enough in the room to hide your exasperated expression. He makes you feel too hot for your own good.
But he doesn't let you off the hook just yet, "You really make us do everything for you today, don't you? Want me to feed you as well?"
Speechless, speechless is what you are and so you just shove his face into the other direction, claiming that he doesn't have to look at you if he doesn't like the sight. But little did he know that the thought of it makes you feel warm once again. You're putty in his hands and you hope he won't find out just yet.
And the other three? They don't even get to watch the movie peacefully because they get interrupted by your guys' obvious flirting every other minute. They wonder when the two of you will finally get together. Did they ever plan on trapping you guys in a room until you made a move on each other? Who knows, but they probably would soon if you keep this up.
You eventually lean back and rest your back against Waka's chest and he, like the silent gentleman he is, drapes a blanket over you before he snuggles into your body from behind. You don't even notice the way his right arm snakes around your waist until his hand slightly squeezes at the flesh of your tummy. Everything perfectly hidden away from the other's prying eyes, under the blanket.
The movie continues on and you didn't jump one bit. The others though, they did. Especially Takeomi. So much to 'proving' that you're scared. He's scared himself and you would rub it in his face later. He bought you food, he didn't buy your rights to bully him, family friendly of course.
And only now you notice, Waka's left hand is on you as well. Snugly laid on top of your thigh, as if it belongs there and nowhere else. You don't know how to behave but just as realization settles in, he finds the audacity in himself to squeeze said thigh of yours. That little in your mind probably unintentional play of his, makes you squeak out before you can even think of stopping yourself.
Benkei, Shin and Takeomi don't even have to turn their heads into your direction to know what's going on. You don't see it but two of them are shaking their heads. This is getting ridiculous, they think.
And Waka? He got a reaction out of you, indeed unintentionally but now good for him to know and to remember. Does he stop teasing you? Nope. Not one bit. He keeps squeezing your thigh when you least expect it, gradually moving up even higher. You're already wriggling in his hold, almost slipping down the sofa because of how ticklish and sensitive you are but he doesn't let your fall. He pulls you back up into his arms, shifting your position a little bit, so that your legs are now situated upon his own.
You try to sneak a quick peek at him but he's already looking at you and you feel trapped. Damn it, he does have you putty in his hands already.
He gives you a soft smile, one you've never seen on him before. It's so soft, so lovestruck and the flickering of the light the TV throws in your direction only enhances the intensity of his eyes on you. He's mesmerizing. But little do you know know he thinks the same about you. You got him wrapped around your finger.
But Waka manages to take you by surprise once again as he leans in closer and places a tender kiss to your soft cheek. You are sure he must've burned his lips with how hot your cheeks feel. But he didn't and he proves it with another lingering kiss to the very same spot. He could do this for hours, he thinks.
You lean your head against his shoulder and snuggle impossibly closer while his hands find their place on your thighs once again. He keeps them there, casually stroking where he can reach and you think you're in heaven. Your mind wandering places it probably shouldn't and then he squeezes again. This man loves taking you by surprise, you're sure of it.
Before you get to look at the TV again, you hear another groan and you notice three pairs of eyes on you again. The credits already rolling on the screen.
"Would you be kind enough to get a damn room?"
"Let me take her on a date first."
Yes, all he see's is a paradise once his eyes catch a glimpse of you. You became his over a horror movie and the annoyance of your friends, couldn't have been better, the both of you think.
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