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yandereloversblog · 2 years

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What about Bonten but sort of in a harem situation :0? Do you do that? Cuz I'm really curious about the general dynamic

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝙶𝚊𝚗𝚐

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘, 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚢𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞, 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝙷𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙺𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚒, 𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚘𝚖𝚒 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝙼𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚒

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 , 𝚄𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚛, 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎-𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2530

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Of course I do harems, have you seen my wattpad stories?... I mean they're pretty dry rn but they're harem related.

Let's get one thing out of the way first: Mikey will always place number 1, he's your top priority. If you want something, like to go outside, you go and ask Mikey first. If you genuinely want cuddles Mikey should be your first choice if he's there. Sure maybe one of the other executives found you first, but if Mikey falls for you too that's that; he's number 1, number 2 and 3 are the privileges for the others.

You're not allowed to breath most of the times, Sanzu's overbearing personality and Kakucho's over protectiveness suffocate you to death, Mikey is his own breed as he never tears his eyes off you, even to blink! Though Kakucho's leniency for your happiness cancels some of Sanzu's strict rules and scolding.

Ran and Rindou are always there to provide some sort of activity for you, they make sure you never stay in one place too long. Mochi is like scary dog privileges together with Kakucho, they're your unofficial bodyguards that are on watch 24/7 whenever you go out. But they're a duo that actually let's you have fun and let your leash loose.

Koko and Takeomi are a nice break, they usually just let you just hang around while they work yet they're also the most demanding. Koko always wanting you to wear what he buys and Takeomi just wanting your attention and affection at all cost.

They shower you in gifts, affection basically everything but freedom. A negative is that their hugs are always so tight, your clothes and diet are controlled by them, their kisses always linger for too long, you're always marked with something whether be it clothes, collars or hickeys, not to mention having to deal with the punishments that befall you when you deny them something -depending on the person-

'So how did we come to this.' You thought to yourself, actually, it was hard to even think with the atmosphere in the room. It was suppose to be a normal meeting between the executives and they let you attend because you all were going to go home right after yet Sanzu, like a dumbass, started a brag about how you were Bonten's precious gem, then he said "Now you just need the tattoo." Like you were an animal that was ready to be branded... Everyone assumed Mikey would choose the place where your tattoo was suppose to be, then Mikey presented them with the gasoline to start the fire:

"Wherever they want."

Then they started to argue, yeah that's right, the executives didn't ASK you where you wanted the tattoo. You weren't allowed to pick it as they would be picking for you.

"Can't I choose it?" You sighed out, a little irritated, all eyes turned to you and there was no sound made for a few seconds before Ran lightly laughed at your suggestion "Darling, don't be ridiculous, this is an important decision. You can't just choose it by yourself." And Koko followed suit with a few words of his own "Exactly, it needs to be meaningful. So sit there and let us handle it for you.."

Unfortunately you were sat on Mikey's lap, you didn't want to know what would happen if you just got up and walked away.

Then they started throwing verbal insults and suggesting places they liked the tattoo to be on.

"They should get one on the front of their neck like us! It's a very visible place and everyone can tell at a glance who they belong to." Rindou scoffed in annoyance, glaring at Sanzu who sat right infront of him, the pink haired male stood up and slammed his hands on the table "Fuck off Rindou! They should match with me! I'm the one who's keeping them in check while you and Ran might as well get [Y/N] lost one of these days because of how much you like to run around!"

"Hate to say it but Sanzu is right, if I wasn't with them last time we went out you two would've lost [Y/N] in the alleyways in the middle of the night." Mochi added with a scoff, rolling his eyes "Shows how much you care about them..." Kakucho mumbled to himself in a growl, mismatched eyes narrowing to glare at the two brothers.

"The fuck did you just say!? You're talking like [Y/N] has a blast around you when instead they seem miserable as soon as you enter the room!" Now Rindou stood up, only thing holding him back from punching one of the three was Ran having a light grip on his arm and pulling Rindou to sit down again, yet the older brother's whimsical smile was strained from the annoying accusations "Why don't we relax? [Y/N] doesn't need to have their tattoo on the same exact place as ours." Ran's carefree smile stretched to a light smirk, swiftly changing the subject "Why don't we make them get it on their thigh hmm?~ Maybe inner thigh specifically." Now Rindou, Mochi and Sanzu both stood quiet as they imagined that.

"Or their lower back, that'd be a nice sight as well." Takeomi joined in with a dark chuckle "Or their chest right in the middle." Mochi added in and Kakucho immediately was at attention on that "Maybe on the left side."

"Oh so it can be in the same place as yours huh!?"

"Sanzu, shut the fuck up." Koko sighed in annoyances "... I hate to say it, but while I do like Ran's, Takeomi's and Kanji's ideas, you do realize the tattoo artist would have to see them take their shirt and pants off." The long white haired male explained and had the others dumbfounded for a few seconds "... Maybe we can give them the tattoo ourselves then." Mochi suggested and Rindou, shaking his brother's hand off, immediately stood up and walked off.

"And where are you going?" Sanzu snarled and followed after him "Gonna search up a wiki how on how to do a tattoo." Before Rindou could even touch the doorknob Sanzu grabbed him by the back of the shirt, tugging at his hair on the process and dragged him back.

"No you won't! I will!"

"Bitch go right ahead! Your dumbass wouldn't even know how to if you tried learning it for a year!"

"Sanzu let my brother go."

"And what are you going to do if I don't!? Just stand there stupidly like Mochi and Kakucho do!?"

"Oh so you want your ass to get beaten today huh you pink bitch!?"

"You ain't gonna do shit Mochi!"

"Rindou stop whining over your stretched blazer, I can smell it's cheapness from here so there won't be a problem when you get another one."

"Yeah, cheap like the hairspray you use."

"Rindou what have I told you about bullying the less fortunate?"

"... Oh so you want to do this today huh? Say goodbye to your salaries."

"Hey- Why'd you do that for!?"

"You think I wouldn't notice because of the children fighting? You're not allowed to smoke when you're in the same room with [Y/N]."

You sighed softly once somehow the argument turned into a heated fight yet again, Sanzu was now fighting with Mochi, Ran and Rindou were getting their allowance cut by Koko and Kakucho had walked over to Takeomi and slapped his whole pack of cigarettes out of his hands because Takeomi wasn't allowed to smoke infront of you this entire month, the two scarred man death staring each other. It was scary, at this point you were just waiting for one of them to pull out a weapon and start shooting like last time.

You squirmed uncomfortably on Mikey's lap, the Bonten leader having hid his face on the back of your neck and through the entire argument he kept gently kissing at it.

Maybe Mikey found the fights amusing as he continued to let it happen everytime, especially to such a childish degree when you were here like he thought they'd entertain you. You heard an annoyed click of the tongue once you uncomfortably shifted yet again and Mikey sighed, finally leaning straight and looking at everyone "Enough."

And they immediately stopped. Sitting back down on their previous seats. All attention on you and Mikey.

Mikey then leaned to the side and made you look at him "Where do you want your tattoo angel?"

Now you thought you'd have a choice. But not really. It was clear by how Mikey had been kissing the same place the entire meeting ever since Sanzu mentioned the tattoo, lips lingering on the back of your neck as a few hickeys were made when everyone started fighting.

"On the same place as yours..." You answered back with a small smile, forcing your lips to tug into a bigger smile when Mikey placed his head on your shoulder. A pleased smile on the leader's face as well, eyes staring at his executives and daring them to say a word.

Your relationship with the executives noticeably changes when everyone is involved. Ran and Rindou can't punish, tease or be strict with you whenever they want, Mochi and Kakucho can't be as affectionate as usually, Koko and Takeomi can't demand too much and Sanzu can't act or do with you as he pleases because deep down he places you above himself since you're fully Mikey's property.

All because Mikey is in the picture, holding them to a level he deems fair by his standards, able to take or give privileges when it comes to you simply depending on his mood.

"It's decided then."

However, this dynamic can change the more you accept them. These men aren't stupid, they know damn well who they are and what their standing is in the underworld; at the top.

So when they see that you are actually afraid of them they are desperate enough to take control over that fear to keep you from running away.

However if you're NOT scared of them and genuinely enjoy their presence/love them and whatnot it will be a different story -basically have Stockholm Syndrome-

"[Y/N]~" Until the moment was ruined by a certain purple haired male, Ran wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer to him, Rindou in front of you and blocking Mochi from sight "We came back from our trip and look what we got you!" The younger Haitani grinned as he held up a pretty jewelry set up, a few bags hanging from his arms and you could only assume there were more gifts.

"Oh." A slight gasp left your lips when seeing the clear box "For me?" You glanced at Mochi with a surprised smile and he immediately nodded "When you went out last time I saw you staring at them." Mochi grinned as he handed you the sweet delicacy from the fancy shop "How'd you figure that out?" You giggled, happily placing them on the counter and completely ignoring or missing the indication how Mochi knew about that when you were alone despite them all being away "Let's eat them together after dinner!" But you turned to look at him with such a bright smile that had his heart pulsating "Of co-"

But your eyes shifted back to Rindou and you smiled "Thank you, but nevermind that, did you have fun in your trip?" Your sweet giggle had the boy's face heating up as he nodded, he was about to say something before Mochi interrupted him "Oi, don't butt in." "Quit being annoying, I'm just showing her the gifts!"

You giggled helplessly at the bickering before feeling Ran nuzzle his face onto your hair "Come on, pay attention to me too~" Ran let out a pleased hum when you hugged him back, kissing your forehead just for you then to be ripped away from him. Ran's smile was etched on his face but the look on his eyes was cold as he glanced at Kakucho who stole you away.

"Let them breath, you've just come back and you're already overwhelming them." The scarred man glared sternly at Ran, his hands on your shoulders. Kakucho's grip on you tightened a little before he let you go "Are you alright?"

"Enough of this bullshit. Quit wasting their time." And just like before you were stolen away yet again. Sanzu placing you to sit on the couch and immediately sitting next to you, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer to his chest "Did you feel lonely without us?~" Sanzu's lips stretched into a grin as he awated your obvious answer.

"I'm fine Kaku-chan, you always worry so much~" You lightly teased the scarred man with a grin and lifted your hand up to pinch his cheek, Kakucho let you, and his usual stiff expression melted into a soft smile by your touch "It's you, I can't help but worry darling-"

Playing dumb you hummed and tilted your head "Hmm... Did I?~" The question caused Sanzu to flinch and glare at you, you reaching up to playfully pinch his cheeks, making Sanzu grumble and pout in annoyance "Obviously not." Takeomi mumbled as he sat on your other side "That would mean I didn't miss you either Omi."

Takeomi turned to stare at you and sighed seeing your smile "My bad." You giggled and playfully threw both your arms around their necks, hugging them close. The brothers glaring at eachother while laying their heads on your chest "Of course I was lonely without you! I was just teasing~"

"Well you gotta stop teasing like that." You lifted your head up to see Koko looking down at you, his white hair tickling the side of your face from how close he had leaned down to look at you "I really didn't mean it though." You huffed, to which Koko couldn't help but to lean down further and kiss your forehead.

"Koko, that's not fair! I wanted to kiss them too!"

"[Y/N] let me go! I wanna kill him-"

"And lose that position? Go ahead, I'll have 'em all to myself."

"I told you to quit fighting so loudly..."

They all stopped once seeing Mikey had entered the room as well, silence overcame the previous fighting as Mikey walked towards you, Sanzu and Takeomi.

"Move." Mikey ordered the two, eye lids lowering to an annoyed glare which caused Takeomi and Sanzu to quickly stand up and remove their hands from you. Mikey then turned his stare at you and you smiled back at him, ignoring the light blood soaking his clothes "Welcome back Manjiro~" You opened you arms and without hesitation Mikey gave into your embrace. Sitting next to you to where his thigh touched your thigh, hugging your waist with his head lying on your shoulder.

His face tilting to make contact with your neck as he nuzzled and gently kissed just above the collar wrapped around your neck "We left for quite a while, sorry." You nodded, reaching up to pet him and kiss his head "It's alright, as long as you weren't hurt and are here now."

Mikey stood quiet, only cuddling you before a grin appeared on his face, his face having heated up to a bright pink.

The leader of Bonten always has to say the last words.

"You're so sweet~ no wonder we love you, angel~"

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c-e-i-l · 2 years

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Okay, let it be Koko + period headcanons, like darling has painful cramps to the point she cries every month because of it and he tries to smothe the pain (sfw/nsfw or both, you can choose)

Mann, I just finished my period two days ago. Everytime I bleed I wanna rip out my uterus.

Sfw

He Lowkey finds it grotesque at first until he sees how painful it is for you. Instead of being grossed out, he wants to soothe your pain and help you out. He'd never really say that though.

He'd go to the store and purchase the most expensive products. He'd even buy munchies and drinks at your request. You don't get to go to the store and get them yourself. You're not going outside >:/

What do you mean it's too big? Aren't pads supposed to be double the size of your head? He bought colossal pads, at least he's trying.

He'd run you a bath if you'd like. He wouldn't get in with you though. He doesn't want to be in a blood bath. It doesn't work like that though, but he thinks it does, smh.

Koko would get you a heating pad too. I don't think he's all that cuddle-y but he would rub over your lower tummy or back in an attempt to soothe your cramps. When the cramps get really bad, he'll cuddle you and let you squeeze his hand.

He gets a tad pissy with your mood swings. He'd give you attitude as well but he'd bite his tongue and not say anything mean.

7/10

Nsfw

While googling how to help with your hellish cramps he came across an article detailing that orgasms may help with cramps.

At first, he was thinking "no way am I putting my dick or fingers in you-".

Then he decided if you would let him, he would use one of your various vibrators and toys.

He'd lay a towel on the bed and lay you down gently.

He'd be so gentle with you, afraid to cause you more pain than you're already in.

He'd gently rub your thighs and tummy while holding the vibrator against your clit. He'd mumble something about how you should be grateful for this. But deep down he loves bringing you pleasure.

He'd help walk you to the bathroom, but he wouldn't help you clean up.

I headcanon him as a clean and hygienic person.

I hope this was at least satisfactory. ♡

#yandere hajime kokonoi #yandere kokonoi #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere smut #kokonoi smut #tokyo revengers smut #period comfort?

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cheesus-doodles · 5 months

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Commissioned this gobsmacking piece from @purarupu earlier this year to commemorate Chapter 3 of A Friend in Me but never got posting it!

I absolutely love how it turned out, the colors are gorgeous, and the two of them look so happy together kkfkjfjfjfjjfjfjf (〃ω〃) not that Toman's all too happy about that

Sure Koko has never been shown to ride a bike, but if you ask him to, he certainly will! What a lovely day and lovely piece!

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Rest of my commissioned pieces here >>

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sinfulseashell · 7 months

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Question for Y!Bonten how could they react if their darling escaped from them and started a new life with someone else?

Y!Mikey: Of course the male would absolutely go berserk if his darling was ever to think that anyone else would treat them better than he could, but fear nearly consumed him as he thought for a moment looking over at the host with an icy glare. “Escaping is one thing, but having the audacity to find someone else? Well…let’s just say there would be two less bastards on this god forsaken earth.”

Y!Sanzu: “Oh wow, well I guess one idiot plus another can make a deathly combination!” He cackled. “How fucking dumb could they be to find someone else, but let’s give the benefit of the doubt that my darling had the gall to have another person even touch them the way I do.” His snarl twisted into a demonic grin, “I will show my darling why they would regret stepping foot out of their haven…let’s just say the show would be more gruesome than any horror movie could ever show legally.”

Y!Bonten: Each male expressed a disgusted feature as they shook their heads in unison.

Y!Koko: “So we all agree that Sanzu is never allowed to come these interviews when it comes to murder.”

Host: “Wait…none of you said anything…also…all of you commit murder?”

Y!Rin: “Ok one, we don’t need words to communicate, I know you noticed the silence after his comment. Two, we commit murder because it’s necessary yet this sociopath commits murder as a fucking hobby.”

Y!Sanzu: He emits a boisterous laugh while wiping tears from his eyes, “Ah…it’s true. I have a scrapbook as well.” He smiles happily.

Y!Rin: “Do I need to say anything more?”

Host: “Oooookay…noted.”

Y!Takeomi: “Well that was unsettling…anyways. I wouldn’t say that I would be happy my darling started their life over.” He gritted his teeth at the thought that his darling could find someone else so damn easily…replacing him. The thought made his stomach churn, “As if replacing me would be the best option for them…I would murder anyone who would try to take them away from me.” He growled.

Y!Ran: “Well the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. Looks like you and Sanzu have so much in common, makes sense why the two of you are related.”

Y!Sanzu: “How dare you say something so fucking disgusting in my presence! No fucking brother of mine, as far as I know I don’t have family.” He hissed.

Y!Takeomi & Host: 😐

Y!Koko: “We’re not here to discuss their family drama, wait…hatred? Disgust? Whatever. We are not here to speak on that. Now as for me, the fact my darling would even think that someone could afford the lifestyle I provide well,” He chuckles while shaking his head, small chuckling turns to laughter. “Ah…ah ok, ok,” Koko clears his throat to continue. “Besides my awesome joke, I doubt that my darling would even survive without me.”

Y!Rin: “Look Im tired. So I’ll make this quick…whoever the dumbass would be I’ll make sure that have a slow painful death while I take my darling back to have the punishment they deserve.” Bringing himself to stand the male makes his way to the door and leaves.

Y!Ran: “Dont mind him, Rin is just tired from taking care of his darling all night. They were sick.” Ran pouts. “Isn’t that so cute though!”

Y!Rin: “SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!” He screams from the other side of the door.

Y!Ran: The male smiles as he turns his attention back to the host, “What would I do if my darling escaped and found someone else? Hmmm, well murder would be first on my list and once I get rid of them then I would make sure my darling was well.” He hums happily, “-but once I know they are fine then I’ll remind them of why they belong to me.” He smirked menacingly.

Y!Mochi: “I dont believe my darling would have a reason to leave. No to toot my own horn or anything, but these guys are monsters compared to me.” He huffed.

Y!Sanzu: “Quit bitching and answer the goddamn question.”

Y!Mochi: “Fine. If my darling were to ever find someone else…even though I know they wouldn’t. I wouldn’t murder the person, but I would purposely break each and every bone in their body enough to keep them conscious throughout the entire time that way their screams of agony could echo off the walls having their cries be the last thing they hear.”

Y!Koko: “Dear god. We all need therapy.” He spoke while pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head.

Y!Kakucho: His gaze stays focused on the floor before him as if lost in thought when he hears the host call his name it brings him back to reality as he sighs, “I wouldn’t kill them. Or hurt the person that they are with. I want my darling to be happy then I would want them to stay happy, but…a part of me would take them back with me…I can’t…I just can’t be without them…they mean everything to me…” he sighs in frustration. “If I take my darling back and the other person tries to stop me…well then I would have no choice but to kill them.”

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macsimagines · 7 months

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can I request Headcannons with taiju, Kisaki, and koko wjere there darling wants to spoil them? like pay for them and everything, gift them things, stuff like that! and it’s not because they don’t think they can’t provide for them, it’s just their love language! Please and thank you!

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINORS DNI, MANIPULATION, POWER DYNAMICS

Yandere!Taiju Shiba

He met you after he left the Black Dragons and his sordid past behind. He wanted to be a changed man, he wanted to be better... And then you, an angel came along and just shifted and changed everything for him

Taiju honestly felt so small when he was around you, he kind of was at rock bottom, but you had helped him back on his feet and were taking care of him.

"Y-Y/N, please I don't deserve-" "Quit bein' dramatic and let me love you Dummy!"

He lets you love him all you want, but don't think it's a one way street. Taiju is a man on a mission to make you his wife and as soon as he does you're not ever leaving his side.

You gave him a taste of heaven, don't think he's going back to hell without dragging you there with him.

Yandere!Kokonoi Hajime

Lets you and gets back at you tenfold. Its almost like a cute couples contest between you two.

Wanna pay for dinner? He's already bought the restaurant. Bought him a nice watch? He's got the latest luxury jewelry line bought out for you.

He thinks its cute how you try to spoil him, but he's the only one that does spoiling here darling. But he does let you do some things for him.

Laying on his back and letting you have your way with him, riding him like your life depends on it in the lingerie he bought you. Ya, you can spoil him like this all you want.

Its actually a power trip for him, because even when you do buy him things its still his money. He's the one that actually owns your company and signs your checks. You just don't know it yet.

Yandere!Kisaki Tetta

Fucking hates it when you do it. You've been doing this ever since you went to high school together. Always buying his lunch, making him bentos or even trying to loan him your coat when he forgot his.

It makes his heart ache to be loved so much baby. He wants it as much as he loathes it trust me.

The only thing Kisaki really wants is for you to just give him all of your love he doesn't need the gifts! But the way your eyes shine when he wears the silk tie you bought him, or the way you smile at him when he's got on the special made order suit you had done for him makes it hard to refuse you.

But you don't get very far with all the presents. Kisaki has a funny way of making sure you only need to rely on him, and soon you're loosing out on deals, then loosing your job and suddenly you're not on equal footing with him anymore.

"Its alright baby. You don't need to work, I make enough for the both of us. I just need you to stay at home and I'll be happy."

A small piece of him does miss the way you lit up presenting him with something, but an even bigger piece of him likes knowing you're completely dependent on him.

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere kisaki tetta #yandere taiju shiba #yandere kokonoi hajime

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cannellee · 4 months

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TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ★

୨୧ alpha! kokonoi x omega!gacha game addict

— his reaction to his omega being a huge fan of gacha games.

my masterlist : ☆

I lost the initial ask which didn't let me edit my draft, I had to erase it to start it over. luckily I didn't write that much so it wasn't a big loss!

btw sorry for the extremely looong pause😭 I just was too lazy to pick up any of my work and with holidays + christmas I was even more unmotivated to do anything😭😭

kokonoi doesn't necessarily dislike you spending that much time (and money) on gacha games, but he also doesn't particularly like it.

of course when he learns you're a huge fan he comes along with you, trying his best to understand what's the appeal and what got you so addicted.

still, he's unsure and sceptical. he might probably ruin your entire mood by mentioning how much of a waste of time they are.

but that's just at first!

despite his initial disinterest, kokonoi starts to warm up to the whole concept upon seeing his omega so thrilled by the games. he observes your features and actions every time you successfully win an item, and thinks that your enthusiasm is adorable.

of course, kokonoi being an alpha, he becomes very cautious and alert towards both you and your environment, especially if it seems potentially unsafe.

he's watching you and making sure people keep their distance while you do your thing. he would always make sure you feel comfortable and secure during your game session. he sees just how much joy it brings you and kokonoi doesn't want anything disturbing the strange satisfaction you get out of playing those.

while protective, he still respects your independence and won't act overbearing nor overly restrictive.

his soothing presence is very beneficial, whenever you get frustrated at your game, he offers you great support and a calming presence. you're very thankful for that.

he'll try playing too, just because you asked! he might act a bit annoyed but trust me he's really amused by you and often even challenges you. he suggests bets, making the both of you compete between each other. kokonoi loves how excited you are to prove him wrong and that no, he won't pull the rare characters before you and that your experience in the field surpasses his so called "alpha luck".

he also loves to tease you and whenever you pull a male character, he'll act like it's the end of the world that you give him more attention than to your oh so perfect and loving alpha.

he'll call you his lucky charm each time he wins because he loves the blush it provokes on your cheeks. he jokingly pinches them and kisses your nose. his omega is the cutest!

more than anything, kokonoi is extremely thoughtful. he wants to surprise you and make his little omega smile. he often gifts you gifts related to your favourite gacha games, spending as much money as necessary to get you this rare in-game item you've been wanting.

kokonoi might also use his wealth to literally create a whole space dedicated to you and your interests. this way, having exclusive gaming places ensures him that you're at all time in a comfortable environment, while literally owning the place and erasing every limit you might have in a normal arcade.

you might even have a room of your own where you can rest and nest, right beside your favourite games! it would be all warm and cozy, specifically designed to your liking. kokonoi isn't keen on letting you sleep here rather than at his place, but he's reassured to know that at least you're somewhere made by him and safe enough.

now if kokonoi's part of bonten, he could make use of his incredible position to influence the gaming community and offer his sweet omega unique opportunities of her choice! you'll have access to exlusive previews and beta tests, private events and rare gifts!

he absolutely adores seeing you going crazy over gacha games that he doesn't even hesitate using his status to make you happy. his omega deserves the best! you can also expect him to collaborate with or finance game developers to create a content you'll 100% love because it's solely based on your very own interests and omega needs.

for example, he would personalize these machines, filling them with plushies you absolutely love, about your favourite characters (which were also previously scented by him), extremely rare figurines created especially for you, other cute decorations... you're basically living the dream and kokonoi isn't subtle about his adoration for you.

he'll spoil you to no end and he's shameless about it. you're his omega, his money is yours and he'll spend it without a care in the world for you. he's happy enough by just scenting you and smelling you let out your satisfied and soft pheromones!

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youatemylollipop · 1 year

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Hi! Can I ask for some yandere headcanons for Yandere Izana and Koko (separate)? Thank you!

A/N: I don’t know why, but it always feels like I’m portraying their possible yandere behavior incorrectly.😑

Ft: Kokonoi Hajime & Kurokawa Izana (Tokyo Revengers).

Part One: Hanagaki Takemichi, Ryūguji Ken & Sano Manjirō ➵ Tokyo Revengers

Part Three: Imaushi Wakasa & Sano Shinichiro ➵ Tokyo Revengers

⚠️ WARNING: Yandere, possessiveness, jealousy, manipulation, control, dominance, dependency, obsession, suffocation, violence & criminal activity.

Kokonoi Hajime

➵ Koko's love for his darling is driven by his need for control and dominance. He sees his darling as his property, and becomes possessive and jealous when anyone else tries to get close to them.

➵ Koko is manipulative and cunning, and will use his intelligence and resources to bend others to his will in order to get what he wants. He sees his darling as an extension of himself, and will stop at nothing to maintain his hold over them.

➵ Despite his cold and calculating nature, Koko is deeply devoted to his darling, and will do anything to make them happy. He will shower them with gifts and attention, and is always there to offer support and guidance when they need it.

➵ Koko's love for his darling is all-encompassing, and he will go to great lengths to protect them from harm. He sees himself as their savior, and will do whatever it takes to keep them safe, even if it means breaking the law or risking his own life.

➵ Koko's love for his darling is tied to his need for validation and approval. He sees his darling as a reflection of his own success and worth, and becomes jealous and possessive when they show attention or affection to others.

➵ Koko's intelligence and resourcefulness are often used to manipulate his darling into doing what he wants. He will carefully craft situations and scenarios that force his darling to rely on him, creating a sense of dependence that he can exploit for his own gain.

➵ Koko's devotion to his darling is often expressed through grand gestures and lavish gifts. He wants to prove his love and devotion to them in tangible ways, and will go to great lengths to make them happy.

➵ Koko's love for his darling can be suffocating at times, as he expects them to always be by his side and devote their entire lives to him. He can become upset if his darling shows any signs of independence or individuality, as he sees this as a threat to his control over them.

➵ Koko's obsession with his darling is driven by his need for validation and approval. He sees his darling as the only person who can truly appreciate him and his accomplishments, and he becomes jealous and possessive when others try to take their attention away from him.

➵ Koko is a master manipulator, and often uses his charm and wit to get what he wants. He is skilled at reading people and knows exactly how to push their buttons to get them to do his bidding.

➵ Koko's possessiveness is not limited to just his darling; he also feels the need to control every aspect of their life, including their thoughts and feelings. He wants to be the center of their world, and will stop at nothing to achieve that goal.

➵ Despite his cunning nature, Koko is also deeply emotional and sensitive. He feels everything deeply, especially when it comes to his darling, and will do anything to make them happy and keep them safe.

➵ Koko sees his love for his darling as pure and selfless, and believes that everything he does is for their benefit. He would never intentionally harm his darling, but if anyone were to try to take them away from him, he would stop at nothing to get them back.

You and Koko have been dating for a few months now, and you can tell that he's completely smitten with you. He's always showering you with gifts and affection, and you can't help but feel flattered by his attention.

One day, Koko invites you over to his apartment for a romantic evening together. As soon as you arrive, he greets you with a warm smile and leads you inside. The apartment is dimly lit, with candles flickering on every surface, creating a cozy and intimate atmosphere.

"Welcome, my darling," Koko says, taking your hand and leading you to the couch. "I've been looking forward to spending some quality time with you."

You settle onto the couch, snuggled up against Koko's side as he wraps his arm around your shoulders. You can feel his eyes watching you, studying your every move, and you can tell that he's in one of his possessive moods.

"Is there anything you want to talk about, my love?" Koko asks, his voice soft and gentle.

You shrug, feeling a little uneasy under his intense gaze. "Not really, I'm just happy to be here with you," you say, trying to sound casual.

Koko's expression darkens slightly, and you can tell that he's not entirely satisfied with your answer. "Are you sure there's nothing bothering you?" He asks, his tone growing more insistent.

You start to feel a little trapped under his scrutiny, but you know that trying to resist him will only make things worse. "Well, I guess I've been feeling a little overwhelmed lately," you admit, hoping that he'll be sympathetic.

Koko's face softens, and he strokes your hair gently. "I'm sorry to hear that, my love. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

You shake your head, feeling a little guilty for burdening him with your problems. "No, it's okay. I'll be fine."

But Koko won't let it go that easily. "Please, let me help you," he says, his voice almost pleading. "I hate to see you unhappy."

You hesitate for a moment, feeling the weight of his intense gaze bearing down on you. But then you nod, knowing that he won't be satisfied until you let him take control.

"Okay, well, I guess I've just been feeling a little... suffocated, lately," you say, the words tumbling out of you in a rush. "I love you, Koko, but sometimes it feels like you want me to be with you all the time, and it's a lot of pressure."

Koko's expression darkens at your words, and for a moment you're afraid that you've gone too far. But then he takes a deep breath, his eyes never leaving yours.

"I understand how you feel, my love," he says, his voice low and soothing. "But you have to understand that you are mine. You belong to me, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you by my side."

You feel a shiver run down your spine at his words, but you can't deny the thrill of being so desired. "I know, Koko," you say, reaching out to touch his face. "And I love you, too. I just need a little space sometimes."

Koko's expression softens at your words, and he leans in to kiss you gently. "Of course, my love," he says, his hand caressing your cheek. "I want you to be happy, always. And I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen."

Kurokawa Izana

➵ Izana's obsession with his darling is rooted in his need for control and power. He sees his darling as a symbol of his kingdom, and believes that by possessing them, he can achieve his ultimate goal of domination.

➵ Izana is extremely possessive and jealous of his darling, and can become violent towards anyone who he perceives as a threat to their relationship. He will go to great lengths to eliminate anyone who he believes is getting too close to his darling, including members of his own gang.

➵ Despite his cruel and ruthless nature, Izana is surprisingly attentive and affectionate towards his darling. He will shower them with gifts and compliments, and is always there to provide emotional support and comfort when they need it.

➵ Izana's affection for his darling is often possessive and controlling. He can become upset if his darling shows any kind of independence or autonomy, as he sees this as a threat to his control over them. He wants to be the center of their world, and will not tolerate any distractions or competition.

➵ Izana's love for his darling is all-consuming, and he will do anything to ensure their happiness and safety, even if it means sacrificing his own life or the lives of others. He sees his darling as his queen, and believes that they are meant to stay by his side.

➵ Izana's possessiveness extends to every aspect of his darling's life. He wants to control every decision they make, from what they wear to whom they interact with. He believes that his darling belongs to him, and he will not tolerate any disobedience or resistance.

➵ Izana's violent tendencies are not limited to those who pose a threat to his relationship with his darling. He has been known to harm innocent bystanders who he perceives as disrespectful or unimportant. He sees himself as a king, and expects everyone to treat him and his darling accordingly.

➵ Izana's love for his darling is intertwined with his love for power and control. He sees their relationship as a means to an end, a way for him to achieve his ultimate goal of dominating the criminal underworld. He will do whatever it takes to ensure that his darling remains by his side, even if it means committing heinous acts or betraying his own gang.

➵ Izana's obsession with his darling is also fueled by his fear of being alone. He sees his darling as the only person who truly understands him and can fill the void in his life, and he cannot bear the thought of losing them.

➵ Despite his violent tendencies, Izana is skilled at hiding his true nature from others. He presents himself as charming and charismatic, and often uses his social status and wealth to gain the trust and admiration of those around him.

➵ Izana's possessiveness extends beyond just his darling; he also feels the need to control every aspect of their life, including their friendships, career, and personal choices.

➵ In his twisted mind, Izana believes that he is doing his darling a favor by eliminating anyone who could potentially hurt or betray them. He sees himself as a hero who is protecting his darling from the dangers of the world.

➵ Izana's love for his darling is not limited to just physical possessions or control. He is also emotionally dependent on them, and cannot imagine living without them. He would do anything to keep his darling by his side, even if it means causing harm to others.

You're sitting in your room, scrolling through your phone when you hear a knock on the door. You look up to see Izana standing in the doorway, a look of adoration on his face.

"Darling," he says, his voice filled with affection. "I've been thinking about you all day."

You smile at him, feeling a mix of love and unease. You know that Izana's obsession with you is not healthy, but you can't help the thrill that comes with being the center of his world.

"Izana, what brings you here?" You ask, trying to keep your tone light.

"I just wanted to spend some time with you," he says, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. "I've been so busy with the gang lately that I haven't had as much time for you as I'd like.”

You feel a flicker of guilt. You know that Izana wants to be the only thing in your life, and you've been spending more time with your friends lately.

"I'm sorry, Izana," you say, hoping to placate him. "I've just been trying to balance everything."

"I understand, my love," he says, moving closer to you. "But you need to remember that you belong to me. I am your king, and you are my queen. You must prioritize me above all else."

You feel a shiver run down your spine at his words. You know that Izana's love for you is possessive and controlling, but there's a part of you that revels in his attention.

"I know, Izana," you say, trying to keep your voice steady. "I'll do better."

"I'm glad to hear it," he says, leaning in to kiss you. His lips are soft and gentle at first, but then they turn hungry and demanding. You feel his hands on your body, possessive and controlling, and you know that you're in for a rough night.

As he pulls away, you try to keep your breathing even, but you can feel your heart racing. You know that Izana's love for you is not healthy, but there's a part of you that craves his attention and control.

"I love you, darling," he says, running a hand through your hair. "Remember that you are mine, and I will do anything to protect you."

You nod, feeling a mix of fear and love. You know that Izana's love for you is possessive and dangerous, but you can't help the thrill that comes with being his queen.

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manjiroismine · 2 months

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Manjiro is a maze that’s easy to understand when you look at it from a bigger picture so when you were the first to see no the first to truly reach in his caged and barb-wired heart he tried to push you away but you were persistent in being in his dangerous life slowly he felt himself falling for you usually he didn’t waste his time in such trivial acts but you were like a flame he couldn’t extinguish no matter how hard he tried

At first he saw you as a pest but now your something more then that why do you want him a wilted rose that has imperfect thorns everywhere you would allow yourself to get pricked just to be with him why? can’t he simply kill you like the other’s stop it stop it

It hurt’s stop reaching into his black heart when he would slap you purposely hurt you just for you to leave you persisted to stay quit it he fucking hate’s you this burning feeling in his chest making him wanna claw his heart out and crush it when he saw you cry when he hurt you this feeling he thought he sealed away killed Mikey

When you finally broke like a dam water pouring out and the pressure crushing his bone’s he couldn’t fathom this but it’s for the better of your not here he can’t hurt you anymore if your not here he can’t yell at you seeing your sad smile and crestfallen face

Compared to you he’s a filthy insect your a saint he will do anything just to see you smile even if that mean’s he’s not the person walking beside you if only you hadn’t walked through his maze he caged enclosed chained and locked

He wouldn’t feel such a way

#manjiro x reader #sano manjiro x reader #mikey x reader #bonten x you #hajime kokonoi #tokyo revengers x reader #bonten x reader #wakasa x reader #rindou x reader #yandere tokyo revengers #yan wakasa x reader #angst Manjiro x reader

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brennenscolby · 1 year

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The best thing cash can buy.

• Warnings + content: MINORS do NOT interact! yandere tendencies, mentions of guns, weapons, violence, fellatio (blow-jobs), dirty talk, edging, cunnilingus, breathplay, voyeurism, fingering, creampie, groping, breast play, hickies & bruises, breast fetishism, Dom! Koko, Switch Koko¡ pussydrunk! Koko, choking, overstimulation, body worship, begging, anal play, spanking, aphrodisiacs, missionary sex, backshots:*, role play, obsession, infatuation, praise, Sub! Reader

• Suggested tracks: Oui - Jeremih + Wake Up in the Sky - Gucci Mane, Bruno Mars, Kodak Black + Pour It Up- Rihanna

• Summary: in which you capture the attention of certain executive treasurer….

• Pairings: Bonten! Kokonoi Hajime x Stripper! Female reader

• Genre: dub-con, CNC, sugar baby themes, BDSM, dark fic, self insert

A/n: For now, this is just a ONE SHOT. please let me know if you guys are interested in a longer series!

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Wc: 1.5k

The night he came around, the gentleman’s club was packed with numerous clients, of which on average consisted of grown men, years of age accelerated into your future. A handful appropriated ulterior motives such as serving infidelity to their wives and offspring, whom of which foolishly waited for them at home, while others occupied the club to fill the void in their hearts fabricated by failed relationships they could never re-establish ever again. But he wasn’t one of them. No, his youthfulness radiated a concoction of mischief and elegance at best, morphing into the epitome of immortality.

“You’re my favorite.”

The sleek skin behind your neck still prickled with elevated hairs even after the incident. It’d been days ago, when his minty breath fanned your heated ear cooly, and his honeyed voice blessed your ears with its attractive, low vibration the second your smooth knees squished into the pristine leather chair beneath his manspreaded thighs. A lap dance is what he paid for, and unlike the majority of occupants in the building, you willingly gave him a moment to commemorate with the likes of high libido at best.

A shiver clambered down your spine in the space you occupied, hands coursing with adrenaline as you gulped and blinked profusely to drown out the memory underneath the darkened spots behind your eyelids.

You shouldn’t be doing that, not right now anyway. You had plenty of time to reminisce and sulk in the bittersweet memory when you got home with sore feet and a bag full of generous tips. While this specific individual hypnotized you with the grace of his gentility, you were sure he wouldn’t be returning anytime soon. Especially not to a Gentleman’s club laced with greedy tensions in the epicenter of Tokyo’s most dangerous gang.

An inkling of terror filled a space at the back of your turbulent mind after you first obtained this information upon accepting the job with desperation in light of your debts and bills over a year ago. You turned a blind eye to the impending doom manifesting in every corner of the wretched building as it was the only location where you found serenity, certainly from the strict rules that protected strippers and additionally contributed to a large sum of income. According to the circulating rumors you couldn’t help but overhear through the passage of murmurs and giggles, the apparent owner of the club was actually a Toman member himself. However, the high-ranking member’s name was unknown, as was their appearance.

Your bottom settled on the cushioned stool, the flattened red and worn fabric weaving out a distinct matted dip, of which provided a small discomfort to the cheek of your butt. A flicker of displeasure sprouted across your face, before disappearing the second your nimble fingers snapped the pearl-shaded switch located beside the widened work surface you called a desk. Pretty bulbs of light framing your rectangular mirror illuminated your set up, encouraging you to pull out the withered little pouch you called a makeup purse.

Upon pulling out other necessities, you stilled for a second, excitement spreading across your face as you leaned into the mirror, hues of yellowed light bouncing across your cheeks and face. Brush after brush smeared across the apples of your cheeks, to the fluttery spaces below your brows, followed by your plump, crimson colored lips. Every second of the way, he ghosted your thoughts, haunting every single one from beginning to end with his endearing presence that beckoned you over with an alarming yet thrilling temptation of the unknown.

The pad of your tongue collected spit, parching your dried lips as you contemplated what to do next in order to wash away the person living in your head. Standing upright, you easily slipped into your night apparel, of which was fabricated from black lace material that operated to highlight the hidden gems and feathers appended for the aesthetic embrace of burlesque style. A relaxed sigh heaved from your lungs before you inhaled the timber-tinted scents the room concocted from years of regular wooden desk utilization.

The base of your hands bled pastel from lack of circulation as they brushed the decorated cups of your revealing bosom, adjusting them to the perfect angle for the saturating pads of your fingers to sprinkle on shimmer and bronze. As you did so, your brow twitched in anticipation, the tender blubber of your chest reminding you of the moment he fondly gazed down at your inviting and divine breasts, drool stimulating the nerves of his tongue and almost coercing him to salivate before meeting your eyes intently.

“Beautiful.”

What did you get yourself into?

You remained upright in the empty room, heat igniting your face as you fanned away the invading and persistent notions with your pigment covered appendages. It was only one night you saw him, and you couldn’t help but think, could he be here today again? Most importantly for you?

You shook your head furiously out of distaste but your heart voluntarily skipped a beat with little resistance, almost as if to say yes. With feigned denial, you focused on securing the laces of your thick heels. The rusted door handle across the room jiggled alarmingly, and you rested assured, knowing the entrance of an employee was anticipated. Your feet plowed onto the floor below, falling in sync with the announcement you consciously knew would reach your ears.

“Hey, you’re on.”

You nodded obediently at your manager, passing her with easy and additional sway in your delectable hips as you waltzed to the navy curtain framing the sizeable platform adjacent to your dressing room. You completed your final round of routine by counting your blessings as you predicted the seconds you’d be greeted with expectancy.

Music vibrated across the polished ground, smoothly sliding beneath your heeled feet and up to your chest, violently making your blood thump as the passage of your name made its way across your ear canals. Like you rehearsed numerous times before, a cute smile framed your face. The drapes rolled apart, presenting your jewel encrusted, radiant frame. You batted your thickly coated eyelashes at the audience, recognizing a few suited bodies from previous encounters.

The palms of your hands arched upwards as the lower placement of your lush body expertly rolled in a teasing manner, exhibiting the shimmering skin of your legs in addition to the miniscule fabric framing your backside. In a concealed manner your darkened eyes scanned across the exposed, neon shaded room, before drooping from the lack of a certain someone.

The tune of the song bursting with conviction enraptured your attention, and your concentration drew back to the seductive, yet elegant routine. Engrossing your sensual movements to the pounding bass echoing from overhead speakers, you smiled beautifully at every hand that threw green bills at your designated metallic pole. And even when they desperately clawed to grab any part of your essence, you smirked before playfully retreating. This was your life and you’d surely milk every second of it for success and payment.

Your hips visibly smoothed and straightened with each swivel, spawning cries of exasperation from the audience you entertained. The back of your sleek, polished thigh hooked around the crown of your silver pole, and you twirled majestically, harmonizing hues of light reflecting translucent umbrellas over your frame. The crowd flocked with applause, and whistles while most importantly, tossing coins and dollar bills onto your glowing platform, igniting the flame in your irises the further you recieved cash in abundance.

Perspiration stuck to the secluded flesh behind your legs and between your fingers, executing traces of condensation onto your luminescent pole: all resulting from your scorched and wet skin. Exhaustion tinted your optimistic thoughts as you further pressed to maintain positions of dignity and most importantly, energy. The set had been going for half an hour, and you were almost done, luckily you’d get to take a long break for the awaited finale routine of the night. Though, with all the leisure time you’d have until the final routine, you wished for another way to pass the time.

While you proved to be popular at shuffling seductively across a metallic pole, you weren’t exactly praised enough to gain the interest of clients in private room sessions. And those were the most favorable at prompting convincing stacks that served as evidence to the existence of money trees.

However, your attempts of yearning for more secluded festivities had quickly been put off after the first few purchasers you bitterly entertained. On top of filthy men watching you dance, they always violated the rules, such that required no touching. While they had their lap dances completely terminated, you’d always lose money due to their childish whines of refunds for incompletion. The contract conducted between them and your manager only made it worse as refunds were a written agreement that failed to be discussed with you prior.

And while you despairingly sulked and grabbed a saddened drink at the bar after most of your routines, one day, your dreams of longing for more finally came true. And this was made possible by a certain gentleman with pretty eyes and an intimidating presence.

You waved half-heartedly at the captivated audience as handfuls of clients began to disperse and look towards other assembled platforms across the hall, preparations intact for the presentation of additional strippers. The security guards shielding your area of performance guided remaining clients towards miniatures side shows, of which occupied locations even a few floors above your own. However, they weren’t able to lead a certain body astray.

Your knees cracked discomfortly when you kneeled with outstretched palms to scramble and scoop up the half hanging, crumpled dollar bills on your LED platform, which faced execution if they spilled on the matted ground below. You sighed deeply once a few gave into murderous temptation. Despair and anguish ate at the little determination you had in your aching bones to move, before you abruptly stood on your sore ankles to grab at whatever you could muster in the darkening space.

The intensity of your cash excursion consumed the the last few remnants of your focus and you failed to notice the approaching shadow expanding over your form. The sound of steps made your ears twitch and you curiously gazed ahead, only to find yourself approximately nose to nose with exquisite and perfectly shined shoes that donned a familiar shade of black you could only reminisce on from your prior memories.

“Don’t pick that up.” Your brain could barely register what was said the second you felt the cash being snatched from your greedy palms, and thrown into the rusted, blue bucket you called your ‘happy holder’. Your look of shock intensified the longer you glared at the newly arrived guards in front of you, but it was quickly altered the second you realized who echoed the command with a demanding snap. The back of your spine felt rigid and adhered right down to the rugged ground your knees pressed tightly against.

Before even accepting the pleasant chance to gaze upon his attractive face, you picked your wobbling legs up, and fixed your posture to look even the slightest bit presentable. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of your shimmering, flushed cheek, marking its territory on a hollow dip between your shoulder and collarbone. You blinked once, or twice or even three times before conjuring up what to say whilst avoiding his enchanting gaze. “Y-you came.” You announced, the pounding of your heartbeat presenting minuscule tremors down your arms with tingly sensations grazing your legs.

He stood in all his glory, the plush of his lips still holding that charming, dark smile he cockily wielded in your presence. A familiar streak of eyeliner in the shade of vermillion framed the feline shape of his narrowed eyes, enchanting them to appear striking and menacing, yet alluring to your gaze. The second his dark eyes met yours, he chuckled in amusement, making your heart skip a beat.

“Ain’t it obvious? Of course I did. Couldn’t forget about my favorite girl.”

A mischievous glint dusted over the twinkle in his dark eyes. His pink, wet muscle of a tongue skippered out of his mouth, and only added to the chaos it would ensue.

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no-saints-around-here · 1 year

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i just read your little blurbs with panties and kokonoi, and who do you think it would be 👁👁 do you think he would ever let redacted join them either in or after a livestream 👁👁

Recommended Readings: Panty Sniffing HCs; Koko Panties Ask

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tw: nsfw, afab reader, forced exhibitionism, oral, panty soiling, panty sniffing, dead dove do not eat

Intentionally left that as a mystery so that yall can daydream a little about whoever your favourite Bonten exec is! buuuttt if you ask me-

In my head, that little sneaker would be Kakucho hands down.

Well known around the syndicate that Koko doesn't trust any of the other executives as far as he can throw them, especially not with your safety. He knows they know what the two of you get up to in the confines of the lush, opulent bedroom, what with his obsession with you; the white-haired man can't shut up about how adorable you looked in just your panties and thigh highs with a scrunched up nose and a touch of tears at the corner of your eyes. Not to say the sheer number of times the circle of Bonten managers had to hear again and again during actual official meetings about the long string of 0s that your used underwear fetches in auctions online, and how yummy he thought your round butt looked when he finally got to fuck you after the camera was off (the absolute simp) until Mikey finally tells him to shut the fuck up. Maybe Mikey would be the sole exception given he simply has no interest in anything or anyone else, but his mental stability around someone as soft and delicate as you would be what Koko calls into question. So in conclusion, it would be a cold day in hell before he lets you venture out of your luxurious shared room when any of them are out and about and allow them to even lay their eyes on you.

But as a working executive himself and the extremely busy treasurer of an organization as large and sophisticated as Bonten, there are definitely extended periods where work gets in the way of you and him, but your needs that require you to venture out remain despite Koko trying his best to have as many facilities built ensuite for you. You still had your weekly private doctor appointments to attend and clothes fittings to go to (absolutely no one was allowed in your room if you were in and he was not). Because how could he not buy you the best money can afford? You were his whole life, his only reason to keep living and trudging foward. So the one reluctant exception to his rule would be Kakucho; stoic, distant and an all-round good-hearted guy deep down. An unlucky soul much like himself that unfortunately somehow found his way into the underworld life, Koko felt that Bonten’s third in command would be the one that he could trust to look after you when he wasn’t free to and more importantly, keep his hands off of you no matter how delectable and snackable you looked much unlike those disgusting Haitani twins, even if both Ran and Rindo vehemently deny all and every allegation.

And stoic Kakucho was from the first day he came to pick you up from your room for a usual appointment for a high fashion fitting - you had let a surprised exclamation slip out when you opened your door to him. Barely speaking to you except when he absolutely needed to to give you instructions, keeping a respectable distance away from you and declining to touch you in any way or form, escorting you straight to the secured location and then back to your room (where Koko was already hiding and eagerly awaiting your return), making sure you locked the door behind him. A quick rub and sniff of your panties found it to be completely unwet, and the black-haired man passed the unspoken test run. Kakucho was a perfect fit for the occasional job, living up to his loyal name, and Koko was sure to reward the man handsomely for the trouble, not blinking an eye even when the money came from his own pocket for anything that Kakucho might desire.

Yet unknown to Bonten’s finance guru, even if Kakucho have said less than a handful of words to you, you were still happy to chatter away with a new face, something you hadn’t had the privilege to do for god only knows how long. Koko despises it when your attention wavers from him for even a second without a very good reason, and the last thing you wanted was to get anyone into trouble; but your clingy partner never seem to find out when you talk to Kakucho in the privacy of the armoured vehicle you two ride. And so you talk, starting with the mundane stuff like what you read in the few magazines and books you were allowed when Koko was too busy to whine for your affection, to what you were looking forward to eating and trying, venturing to even mentioning about the few times you’ve seen others walk by your room through the peephole, which you were explicitly forbidden from doing. Interestingly enough, you never once had anything bad to say about Koko or the panty auctions that you certainly weren’t a willing participant in.

And despite everything that you had been put through, the gleam in your doe eyes never faded, and you enjoyed the rare minutes that you were allowed to peer out of the car window at the city around you whizzing by, fascinated at even the simplest things - a convenient store that you fondly remember, a playground, a school. You would become the sole light of Kakucho’s life, the last remnants of innocence that Kakucho grasps on to as if a lifeline in the turbulent, harsh sea that was Bonten. Upbeat, positive and truly naive, Kakucho finally understood what was it that Koko saw in you: an escape from what reality was. An escape to what could have been. Definitely started looking forward to hearing about you during those meetings, almost disappointed when Koko was forced to stop so that they could continue discussing more dreary topics. And then the smell of you on your used panties when he finally caved and begged the website from Mikey in return for a favour. There wasn’t words that could describe what your juices smelt like; sweet, heavenly, divine, all words that paled to what he could take in. And then the disgusting, depraved thoughts that ran through his head of what he would do to you when Kakucho wrapped the thin cloth around his dick, the dark seed of utter desire and envy planted as a few pumps is all it took for him to cum, though the Bonten executive was quick to pull your underwear away to avoid getting it dirty. He paid too many zeros for this to be a one-time use.

One way or another, anything and everything that goes on within the syndicate finds its way back to Koko, and no surprise that it does. He did fill the bags and control the purse strings after all, and no one under Mikey dared deny this white-haired man the information he wanted. No doubt he learns about Kakucho’s self-funded purchase of your used panties not once but multiple times, complete with alias and covering his tracks best as he can, and Koko’s first reaction would be betrayal. This was the man he trusted to take care of you when he wasn’t looking? What else was he telling you, doing to you when there were no eyes? And an agitated Koko is not someone you liked to deal with, instantly turning on you with jealousy and possessiveness burning behind his eyes, tight slap to your face leaving you reeling before strong hands closed over your throat as he pinned you to the bed, questioning you again and again about Kakucho even as you thrashed in a bid to breathe. Were you lying to him too? Were you trying to escape from him with Kakucho?

His next feeling would be smugness and greed. Of course Kakucho would fall for you like he did; you were his little perfect angel. Would Koko ever let Kakucho fuck you? Absolutely fucking not, even once this boy has rung every last bit of information from you and is finally satisfied of your loyalty to him. You were his and only his, and no matter how secure Koko felt about you, he wasn't going to share.

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But would he let Kakucho have the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to taste you on a livestream? Yes. Big yes. The former Black Dragon is a master at playing the game and understanding what makes someone tick, and leveraging you against someone as infatuated with you as Kakucho as a fellow executive and having that to hold over his head for bascially nothing was a no-brainer. The black-haired man wouldn’t realize that Koko already knew about his secretive buying habits when he is invited over to Koko’s room, thinking it’ll just be another escort job. It would be gut-wrenching for Kakucho to walk in and see you already trussed up, on all fours with your limbs in spreader bars and eyes blindfolded, your skin very clearly covered in whip marks and raised welts; and that was precisely when it set in that Koko knew. But despite this guilt at you having taken the punishment for something he did, Koko’s offer instantly had the other second guessing himself.

One favour, and he could touch and smell and taste you as long as he wanted, even keep your panties afterwards - with the conditions that there would be no penetration with fingers or dicks, that Koko would be present and watching from the corner of the room, and that it was all on livestream. Your thighs already trembling at the effort to keep you up as Kakucho approached, eagerly crawling towards you even as you hoarsely repeated his name, telling him that you didn’t want this. He knew this was wrong, he knew he shouldn’t, but your tantalisingly wet pussy glistening with your juice was too big a temptation. One press of his face in between your legs and there was nothing more Kakucho could think about in the moment, sucking and licking and tongue-fucking you, his big hands wrapped around your thighs and keeping you up as your lovely voice moaned his name and your body shook at the exertion as you came again and again and again.

And the livestream instantly explodes into outrage, much to Koko’s delight exactly as he had predicted. Who was this stranger who had the sheer privilege of being there with you, tasting your milk as you cum around his tongue? Was this some sort of hidden tier they had yet to unlock with their bid amounts? How much did he pay for this opportunity? But all answers went unanswered, and the bidders could only put forth their best guess. Of course Koko would never disclose that something like this was priceless, given all the doors that could be unlocked with a single favour from Kakucho, and the many future opportunities for business given Kakucho would never stop craving you - but he allowed the masses to stew and bemoan and hypothesise, the already outrageous numbers that your panties garner on the auction growing to even more ludicrous numbers as your wealthy fans try their best.

I’m kinda curious who your redacted-kuns are and how you think Koko would react hehehehe

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kissesforsatoru · 4 months

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Yandere koko feeidng into darling gaming addiction- especially if it’s a gacha game IK IF A DARLING HAS UNLICKY PULLS KOKO WILL USE THAG CARD ON THAT GAME

He will enable that need to ever work for those pulls- new characters comes out- it’s just “koko pull money pls”

- 🌑

no cause it gets so far that if you’re upset with him for something, he’s just “come one baby, don’t be like that. how about i get you that new character you wanted, hm? will that make you feel better?” that’s his solution because he knows you’re gonna give in, especially if you’re broke in the game from previous pulls. or the other way around, if you piss him off he’ll cut you off until you start behaving. koko will use your gaming addiction against you

but when he’s not manipulating you, he’ll spoil the fuck out of you by paying for your pulls. he’ll get you multiple copies of characters and weapons, and he’ll buy you like the monthly things (welkin). you probably won’t even have to ask him, he’ll just do it for you 😭

#₊˚⌗ incoming mail ! ✉️#💬 (1) new message from 🌑 anon !#yandere #yandere thoughts #yandere imagines #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere kokonoi hajime #yandere kokonoi

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yandereloversblog · 2 years

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- Letter from koko where he finds out that his sweetheart keeps throwing his gifts away when he sends them a very luxurious brand gift

💌 𝐋𝐨��𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 💌 -> 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭: 𝙺𝚘𝚔𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: So you don't value your life 💀

The letters on the table were piling up, you scanned through them and your eye twitched once seeing the familiar name on one of the letters, Hajime Kokonoi.

The person who was sending out gift after gift to you all of a sudden, you tried rejecting them in person but he just delivered them at your house. You met Koko briefly at work but somehow he has decided to court you by flaunting his money. It didn't work, you threw all of them out.

Maybe it was the way Koko's eyes bore into you whenever he saw you, like he wanted to own you "Wonder what he wrote..." But you sighed and opened the letter.

You're quite rude, [Y/N]. I thought you were just too shy to accept my gifts but apperantly you threw away each one I send. It wouldn't be a problem if they were gifts you hated, but I have people following you all the time you know.

Not to mention the cameras I have set in your house. Or how I'm always monitoring your social media and phone. Everyone at your job, including your close friends, don't stop talking about you as soon as I throw out a bit of money.

Even though you threw them away I know you like my gifts.

When you were at the store with your friends you were staring at the coat I send you last month. You mentioned how much you wanted what was displayed on TV last Monday. Then you were liking some posts about rings so I bought them for you.

I kept thinking what's the problem, then it occurred to me; you like the gifts, you just don't like me. I was upset. Angry even. But I thought it over and decided it was for the best.

You're honest [Y/N], I love that about you.

Since it's like that I just need to make you love me instead, not what I buy you. So I'm sending another gift, some of my men are coming over to kidnap you and bring you to me. No matter where you go you want be escaping [Y/N], I know your every move.

I'll make you love me darling, whether you like it or not ♡

See you soon, Hajime Kokonoi ♡

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokyo rev #yandere tokrev #yandere tokyo revengers x reader #1000 followers special #yandere love letters #yandere love letter #yandere kokonoi #yandere hajime kokonoi

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cheesus-doodles · 23 days

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An Unfortunately Timed Birthday

Yandere Koko

Masterlist

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Happy belated Birthday to Koko! missed the actual day of 1st April by a couple of days but truly, having a birthday then instead of the other 364 days of the year XD

truly sorry for the reposts yall, but this fic isn't appearing in the tags for reasons ;-;

"Come on, hop on!" You insisted as you patted the pillion seat of the motorcycle. “Let’s get started already!”

It was the first time Koko swore he had seen you on one, yet you already looked way too comfortable seated in the saddle of the overly-large bike where you had been waiting for him outside his house. Where did you get that? And without him knowing? Did you even have a license?

But those were questions that he decided to keep to himself for now; after all, he didn’t want to be a wet blanket on your very visible excitement. "I don't ride bikes," he mumbled, though the black-haired boy was quick to correct himself. "I mean, in general. Not just when you’re the one driving.” A pause, and silence as the tension churning in his gut. Fuck. The more he spoke, the more he was driving his foot further and further into his mouth. Maybe he should have just stopped at his first sentence.

Despite the day being especially cool, the usually oppressive afternoon sun tucked away behind clouds, though this was one of those days that the Black Dragon delinquent wished it was hot. At least you wouldn't be able to see the nervous sweat beading on his forehead. Fortunately for him, you looked merely confused at his words, cocking your head. “Then how will we get there?”

“Get where?”

“To the park, of course!” Your expression once more burst into smiles as you waved your hand about excitedly. “I have a whole day planned for us! We’re going to play baseball, and then we’ll go for a looonnnggg ride in the countryside before we eat ice cream for dinner!”

Koko couldn’t bite down the grimace growing over his face as you spoke despite his best efforts, the furrow of his eyebrows surely as clear to you as to him. Don’t get him wrong, there certainly was nothing better than spending time with you, but this growing list of his most hated activities - was this what you truly wanted to do? On his birthday? The boy shivered. Playing ball games, riding motorcycles and no food; absolutely not. But how should he play this without hurting your feelings? "Listen," he started carefully, sliding his hand into yours as those slit eyes ever so carefully watched your expression. “How bout we head out to a nice restaurant instead? Your favourite has space, we could take it easy and-”

“Koko!” You rebutted instantly, and his face fell. “I can’t let you treat me, it’s your birthday!”

“But-”

“Nope!”

He sighed, resigning himself to his fate. At the end of the day, he just couldn’t say no to you. “All right then.”

Yet just as he was about to climb onto the motorcycle, you suddenly burst into laughter, shoving the unsuspecting delinquent away before clambering off the bike yourself. “I’m kidding, Koko! April Fool’s!”

The realization hit said boy like a truck, and he let out a loud groan. So it was all a prank. Rolling his eyes, he couldn’t stop the long-suffering grin from pulling at his lips as you threw yourself at him, pulling him into a tight hug and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “The bike?”

“I borrowed it,” you hummed. “Not sure where Inupi got it from though.”

Ah. Inupi.

“So what’s the real plan?”

You pulled out a simply enormous picnic basket from its hiding spot, tucked neatly behind the trunk of a nearby tree. “I got your favourites all here. Let’s find somewhere cool.”

Such an unfortunately timed birthday indeed, Koko mused to himself as you tugged him down the street, leaving the motorcycle parked where it stood outside his house. But all this was worth if he could spend such a special day with you.

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sinfulseashell · 1 year

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Question for Y!Bonten

How would they react if reader successfully escapes and maybe a year or two later, when they found them again she was actually pregnant with their child and the reason she ran away is because she wanted to give the baby a better life.

Thank you ❤❤

Y!Mikey: A grim expression washes over his once blank features, the thought of his darling ever escaping his grasp and running away from him makes his stomach churn. “Idiotic.” He speaks heavily. “How ungrateful they must be to run away…and let alone with my child.” With a lifeless glare he turned to the interviewer. “They would regret ever running away…from me.”

Y!Sanzu: The male tries to stifle his laughter, finally sighing with a languid hum. “Escape from me? Oh that’s rich, the only way that would ever happen is if I die.” He chuckled again, cyan eyes scanning the interviewer. “You ask the most dumbest questions, but I’ll humor you. If my darling was to escape…by gods mercy…as well as to say I have no fucking idea where they are,” a boisterous laugh emits from him. “-and they had my child behind my back…well.” He smirks wickedly. “Let’s just say that may god have mercy on their souls.”

Y!Rindou: “You need Jesus…” he hissed.

Y!Takeomi: Cringing at his brothers answer, Takeomi shakes his head. “I wouldn’t have to make sure that my darling would escape from me. They would be able to go as they please.” He smiles brightly. “I’m not really the holding hostage type of guy.” He chuckled letting the smoke from his cigarette blow from his nostrils.

Y!Kokonoi: Stares at Sanzu with a new found fear, “Ok. This is why I lock my bedroom door at night. Do you hear that shit Sanzu just said? Like…what the fuck. Please refrain from asking him anymore questions…it’s both cringy and terrifying.” Audibly cringing Koko sighs. “I agree with Takeomi. I wouldnt lock my darling away especially since they wouldn’t ever want to leave me anyways. I spoil mine way to much, so I have everything they would ever need.”

Y!Ran: “I love the confidence Koko. Makes you look absolutely adorable that you play the man of the relationship.” Ran chuckles teasingly.

Y!Kokonoi: “What. The. Fuck. Is that supposed to mean, Haitani?” The blonde snaps at him.

Y!Rindou: “Anyways…I’m not the jealous type.” The male leans back in his chair with a smirk.

Y!Ran: “Oh Rin. Stop being in denial darling. He would throw the biggest fit out of all us.” He leaned forward mockingly moving and speaking like Rin. *making his voice a higher pitch to match his brother* “I’ll kill them! But I’ll kill all of you first! Bastards! Letting them go out without me! I hate all of you! Dumbasses!” *pretend sobbing* “I love you! Please don’t leave me!”

Y!Rindou: Watching his brother mock him only made him more irritated than before suddenly smacking his head. “SHUT UP! YOU FUCKING DUMBASS!” He growled.

Y!Ran: As if freezing in place Ran turned to face him, “Rin. You don’t hit me, ok? This is how I end up almost killing you everytime. Now I get to hit you back…”

{BRIEF INTERMISSION}

Everyone sits back down with ruffled clothes, and bruised/bleeding faces.

Y!Ran: He clears his throat and smiles at the interviewer. “Thank you for being so patient darling. Anyways I would be heartbroken that they would even think to escape from me considering I give them everything they could ever want.” Ran playfully pouts. “-but I will always know where my darling is, and I wouldn’t be surprised about the baby since I would already know that as well. Trust me I know everything about my darling. Even things they don’t know about themselves.” He grinned.

Y!Mochi: “I would be the same as Takeomi. I wouldn’t have to lock my darling away since they are already so obedient. I mean that’s the first part of training them, once they have been obedient enough for me then I can fully trust them.” He smiles brightly seemingly happy with his answer.

Y!Kakucho: Even though he was silent the entire time, there was not a moment that the question didn’t make him wonder if his darling would ever truly do this sort of thing. “Was I not good enough for them? Did I make them that afraid of me?” His multicolored eyes shot towards the interviewer with desperation. “Am I doing too much to cause this sort of reaction from them?” After a few moments he slowly calmed down. “I would never want my darling to ever feel as if they couldn’t raise their child with me…” he whispered.

(I’m sorry this took so damn long 😭 I hope you enjoy this 💖)

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macsimagines · 10 months

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Can i ask for some nsfw headcanons for Alpha Izana, Rindou and Koko?

(Thank you for this request, I think I like ABO smut stuff more than yandere theres just not a big enough fanbase. I oughta add in a hybrid au too! -Ms.Mac)

Yandere! Alpha Izana

He meets you at the orphanage and basically imprints. Your soft sweet scent and pretty doe eyes, something in Izana (that he doesn't really understand) tells him that you belong to him.

(I know not everyone likes this trope buuut) You're his fated mate, he realizes years later when he finds you again. And now he understands why as a kid you belonged to him.

No one was allowed to play with you and you weren't allowed to smell like anyone else.

Now that he's finally presented and he can smell the omega on you he stakes his claim.

You're very willing of course, something in you always wanted Izana back, but something about the way he tells you you're never going to leave him doesn't exactly encourage you.

You build a nest in his den though, make sure its so nice and pretty, and Izana is doing everything to protect you. He has guards watching his place and Kakucho is standing guard right outside.

Knots you a few times before bonding you. It had to be perfect and you had to be saturated in his scent before he could really mark you.

When he bites you feel everything coming from his; Possession, Obsession, crazed fixated, no one can have you no one will take you

It'll be alright. It has to be. Your fated couldn't possibly be bad right?

Yandere! Alpha Rindou

You're the cute Omega next door that he's been enthralled with ever since you moved in.

The second he saw you he thought you were the most perfect innocent thing on the planet. The second he smelled you he knew you were his.

Tells his brother he's staking his claim. He knows you're the one and he wants you to be his alone. His brother allows it (Because he's got his own omega he's been thinking about)

Is marking his territory and now your apartment door smells like him. So does your clothes and all the appliances he's borrowed from you.

His brother asks you to go over and check on him since Rindou 'wasn't feeling well' but you're shocked when you show up (with soup and medicine) and he's in full rut.

Pretty baby let him have you, for whatever reason his rut addled brain makes him try to court you first? He's literally taking you in his arms and showing you his den.

He's shoving all his pillows and blankets at you giving you a plushy he's been saving for you, even bring out all the food in his fridge.

Pretty much an archaic tactic at showing a mate that an alpha can provide safety, comfort and food.

Then he's crooning deep and proud for you, like its a serenade, and you really fall hard for it all.

You tell him you'll help him with his heat just this once since he's borderline feral, but what you don't know if every load you take and every knot he gives you is just sinking you further and further as his.

When this is all over you're not going back home.

Yandere!Alpha Koko

Thank fuck an alpha on this list that knows how to court.

He knows he's not the strongest, and he knows he's not suavest, guy on the planet, but what he is; A provider.

You never need to worry about paying for food or clothes. He's got you. Your nest is filled with materials he bought (and thoroughly scented)

And he even payed for that very pretty and very expensive collar around your throat. Its basically an engagement ring and a big statement that says this Omega is spoken for.

Koko makes sure you have only name brand everything. Even appliances (and hidden cameras you don't know about shhhh)

Such a good Alpha. He even supports you when you suddenly loose your job? They won't tell you why, but you're fired now. You also can't seem to get another one no matter how hard you try!

Now you have to move out of your apartment, but its ok! Koko to the rescue. His pent house is big enough for you two (and many many pups)

Well since you're hear you two need to talk bonding and marriage.

"I know it's scary baby, but it's the next natural step. I mean we're practically bonded now."

He owns you if it isn't perfectly clear already.

The way he knots you and scents you and just completely destroys you in the "perfect nest" you made kinda seals that idea.

It's only a few months later when you've got a bonding mark on your neck and a pup in your belly that you start to wonder if Koko was really courting you or if he was buying you....

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere izana #yandere izana kurokawa smut #yandere izana kurokawa #yandere rindou haitani x reader #yandere rindou haitani #yandere kokonoi hajime x reader #yandere kokonoi hajime #yandere kokonoi

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1-800-lauritt · 1 year

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Sell yourself to me

Pair(s) : Kokonoi Hajime x F!Reader

Warning(s) : hinted bribing , unhealthy behavior , hinted age-gap , oral ( male receiving ) , pet names , teasing , prostitution , dark themes , manipulation , gangs/criminal organization , fingering , other warnings might not be added atm .

Word Count : 700+

Prompt : A struggling prostitute in need of money to feed her family is given the chance to earn money, but at a cost.

Had she never been told to sell her body for money, she would be rotting in the streets along with her only family. While she knew better than to throw herself at the devil's door, this said devil could keep a roof over her and her family's heads.

( Name ) had been warned by other co-workers of Bonten's latest visits to the brothel. Wary of criminals, she remained far from anything associated with them. But with money on the line, she had no other choice but to accept.

Kokonoi sat comfortably on the couch while moaning and choking noises filled the room.

A young girl, not any older than 20, sat at his feet. Her outmost attention to the work at hand. She massaged and stroked his veiny length with her smooth hands, whilst her mouth did all the other work to pleasure him.

" Ah uhm.. Just like that.. "

He let out a whimper, leaning his head back and pushing his hips up, letting his length hit the corner of her cum-filled throat.

The sudden sensation of fresh cum dripping down her throat startled her. She pulled her head away, she held no delight in choking on his hardened cock.

Kokonoi watched with a smirk as she choked on his cum. In a quick thought, he grasped her arm and pulled her up on the couch with him.

She sat beside him, her knees feeling like jello beside him. He took up his hand and began to caress her cheek. " You did amazing, princess. " ( name ) was taken back by the sudden nickname. She felt like royalty.

Kokonoi pushed her onto the couch, her back making a harsh slap at the contact of the leather. Startled by the sudden push, she attempted to pull herself up just for her to get pushed back down. He grasped her throat at that moment, leaning down to her ear.

"Hush, just relax and stay still. You worked hard enough, let me take care of you, princess. " He whispered, letting go after he saw no more signs of panic.

He took no time to undress her out of her soaking underwear. Yanking and throwing them across the room. Kokonoi dropped his head on the crook of her neck, taking an exasperated breather of her perfume.

As though time felt quicker than usual, he wasted no time, stuffing her soaked heat with his fingers. He quickly pumped his finger in and out, observing every inch of her reactions.

Out of breath from all the exhilarating emotions, ( name )'s mouth hung wide, low whimpers escaping every time he pumped deeper into her.

Kokonoi pulls out his fingers from the overbearing heat. His fingers were covered to the brim with her lavish juices. He stuck his tongue out, licking clean his fingers.

"Don't do that!" She yelps, embarrassed by his sudden action. "Divine, just as i expected." He praises, pulling his pants completely down, leaving nothing but his bare skin.

He returns to your side, this time, having their chests touch one another. Kokonoi positions his cock to your entrance.

( name ) had a moment to think, she felt nervous. Of course, he wasn't as big as the other men she slept with. However, someone with this power can take her life just by the wrong sound or movement.

With a shake of her head, all those thoughts vanished. He began slowly, taking his time as he entered your entrance. Not long after, a few seconds later, he began to speed up.

( name ) wrapped her legs around his figure while he gripped on her hips. " Ah, baby girl, tight! All mine, only mine " he chants at every slam of his hips to hers.

Unable to respond rationally, ( name ) moaned at every little movement she or he made. She observed him as his mouth moved, though all the words he had spoken just then had been drowned out by her moans.

He took no break, continuously pounding and fucking her dumb.

Not long after, Kokonoi took one last slam of his cock into her, taking no time to ejaculate at her. He let out an exhausted groan at him, filling her up. His knuckles turned white from the grip he had on her waste.

He slid his body onto hers, pressing his lips against hers. As an instinct, she wrapped her arms around Kokonoi's neck, pressing her own body further against him. His lips formed a cunning smirk, his hands moving down and gripping her bum.

" Absolute gorgeous— " He mutters in between sensual oral contact. " —And all mine to own. " Alarms blared in her head at his word choices, but she was far too tired to do anything.

I'll be honest, this was a quick thing. I don't have much skill at writing these types of fics, so I do apologize. I hope you enjoyed it.

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