Scenarios With Tr Boys!

scenarios with tr boys!

..that i hc fit them best (･ω<)☆

characters included: mikey, baji, izana, takemichi, smiley, rindou, yamagishi, draken, chifuyu, kakucho, inui, ran, kokonoi, peh-yan, hakkai, takuya, angry, kazutora, hanma, sanzu, mitsuya, shinichiro & shion

every time you sit on the couch, he takes that as an invitation to lay his head on your lap and make himself comfortable. he would also expects you to play with his hair.

mikey, baji, izana, takemichi, smiley

you take off his glasses for fun. usually, he would just tell you to give them back but when you put them on and start to act like him, he will have no choice to think that it's the cutest thing he's ever seen. he quickly snaps out of it before his smile could get any wider and demanding them back.

rindou, yamagishi

he claims it is a simple "let's get ice cream after school". while you were enjoying the beautiful sunset as it slowly paints the sky orange, he would only look at you as his cheeks slowly become pink tinted. he's smitten.

draken, chifuyu, kakucho, inui

trust me on this.. he is the type of guy to have no shame when it comes to his crush. all his cold demeanour is out of the window, maybe acts as a tsundere sometimes. he would purposely bump into you, just so he can help you up with rizz. (i have the "you ladies alright?" in mind iykwim 😭)

ran, kokonoi, peh-yan

this person is very shy and would not even be able to get his words out when you approach him and his friends. would most likely hide, run or even pretend he doesn't see you. will only talk once he's used to your presence (yet his heart feels like a construction site and alarms in his head goes off).

hakkai, chifuyu, takuya, angry

he would lean down and whisper in your ear when you are not aware that he's there. he does not realize his impact and how it makes you flustered? maybe he does.. (✧ω✧) he also takes pride in the fact that, he completely towers over you when you guys are standing close to each other.

ran, kazutora, hanma, sanzu, shion

brings this tiny bag everywhere filled with chapstick, cute bandaids and even hair ties. most of it is yours and he calls it "the emergency pouch". i also feel like he's the type of person to take really really long showers instead of venting when he can, it helps him calm down :C

mitsuya, baji, shinichiro

please do not steal, copy, translate, repost to other sites or claim my writings as your own. plagiarism is real!

this one is a little challenging bcs many of the boys could fit in any of these (°ロ°).. but either way, i hope you like this one! all likes, reblogs and comments are vv appreciated ♡( ◡‿◡ )

❝ I LIKE YOU... / I KNOW. ❞ your confession doesn't shock 'em one bit

with mikey, ran, rindou + very nervous!reader (toman timeline)

notes just a wholesome confession scene lol mikey's just as much as a nervous idiot as you are, ran is ... ran, and rindou is also an idiot . also i promise im working on requests i have like seven to work through sobs

it's not like it was hard.

he always felt your eyes on him: passing you in a hallway, in class (which he barely attended, but found himself showing up just to watch you suffer), randomly bumping into each other while out with friends... at first, he didn't care. he had a lot of attention going for him and he thought of you as another drop in the bucket.

but then he found himself paying attention to you.

when you weren't not-so-secretly pining over him, you were looking out the classroom window, a peaceful expression on your face that told him that you were about to fall asleep. or maybe you were with your friends, smiling widely as you exchanged snacks. or maybe you were giggling, your face on fire as your friends helped you craft some kind of candygram.

whatever he caught you doing, he found it endearing. and he couldn't escape it. but for reputation's sake, he tried to hide his adoration and amusement underneath his tough guy exterior. that quickly broke when you finally approached him.

your friends peeking from the hallway behind you both, you gently tapped his arm and your heart almost stopped functioning from nerves.

he cast an uninterested look over his shoulder, eyebrows raised. it was you. "hm?" internally, he was intrigued; he never thought you'd actually come up to him.

"i, uh..." you bit your lip, trying to shock yourself into calming down, but your heart still echoed in your chest.

"did you need something?"

"i'm sorry!" you exclaim suddenly, squeezing your eyes shut as you thrust the snack into his hand. "i like you!"

MIKEY

mikey's heart skipped a beat. "i know."

"uhm..." you whined softly, your body on fire. this was so embarrassing. "okay, bye!" you quickly spun around, hoping that he'd forget it the moment you disappeared around the corridor. he knew?! he KNEW? the fuck did that mean?? WHY DID YOU LEAVE SO FAST?

"wait," mikey's hand gripped your wrist. you squeaked and tried to pull away, but that only caused you to drift closer to him. his own face was dusted pink. "thanks for the snack."

you cast your eyes to the ground. "yeah, i know you're always eating it, so..."

mikey smiled, his grip softening into a delicate hold. he would never dream of giving up a chance to be with the one he'd been yearning for ever since he noticed your starry eyes on him. "wanna ride around with me?"

your eyes lit up and you sent a excited look to your friends. turning back to him as you both walked to his bike, you nervously asked, "so, you said you knew?" you asked, dreading the answer.

mikey smirked, his eyes lidded as he teased you. "yeah, s'not like you were good at hiding it."

"ugh, seriously?" you cringed, hiding your face in your hands. mikey's chuckle brought your eyes to peek over your fingers.

"it's okay, it was... cute." his voice grew quieter, like he was a little embarrassed to admit it.

you blinked at him before you truly processed his words, your heart bursting. "what?!"

mikey looked everywhere except you. "you—you heard what i said! just—come on." he grabbed your hand and ran over to his bike. his hand gripped the top of your head and you were so confused until he pulled a helmet out and slotted it over you. he clasped the buckle under your chin.

he stared at you for a moment before smiling with adoration. your face felt warm as butterflies filled your stomach.

"heh." he giggled, holding the sides of the helmet so that you couldn't hide your face from him. "cute."

as time went on, mikey wasn't so bashful when expressing his love for you.

RAN

he grinned. "ohhhh, i know." he dragged out his triumphant proclamation. "i know."

your face burned and you didn't know what to say to that. so, you bailed. "uh... okay? see you around!" you quickly turned. he knew? why'd he have to say it like that?

it took a moment to realize he was following you.

"so, where are we going?" he asked, tossing the snack package up in the air and catching it. "s'okay if it's far, i got a ride."

you stopped dead in your tracks, bewildered. "what?"

he cocked his head to the side, a calm smile on his face. "aren't we going out?"

you nearly screamed at the suggestion, not expecting this from him at all. "i—no??" you shoved your face into your hands. "i don't know!"

he laughed, captivated by how flustered you were. ran was a guy who liked to sweet talk and see his effect on others, and your reactions were just too good. "come on, i know you've been wanting some time alone with me for a while. you're not so secretive."

you groan and shy away from him. peeking from behind your hands, you meekly asked "was it that obvious?"

he grinned. "yeah. but all the better for me, right?" he put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side and leading you out the school. "knowing i got a pretty thing like you thinking about me all day."

you rolled your eyes, finally starting to come down from the high of your confession. "it wasn't all day."

ran smiled, so tempted to respond with well, that was the case for me, but he figured you'd probably faint. he'd save that for the next time.

RINDOU

"i know." he blurted out before he could think of something better to say. for all the bones he broke, rindou's resolve was weak. but he was good at faking it.

he could tell you were confused, not expecting his response.

you fidgeted with your fingers before you finally spoke up, your face burning. "uh... okay..?" how the hell is anyone supposed to respond to that.

rindou panicked internally, rubbing the back of his neck as he sighed. "are you free right now, or what?"

your eyes lit up as your downcast gaze snapped to look at him. "i am."

a smile cracked on rindou's face as he chuckled with amusement. "then, let me take you out."

"really?!" sure, it wasn't the most glamorous thing to say, but you couldn't help it. you were excited.

"yeah. i mean, you did buy me a snack, so." he held up the package proudly. "gotta return the favor, right? come on, i got a ride."

you tried to hide how triumphant you felt as you followed him diligently. he was awkward, not possessing the same level of finesse his older brother did. like, what does he say to you??

"so..." you started, taking the lead.

oh, thank god. he let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"you said you knew?" you mumbled, making a point to avoid his stare. "was it obvious?"

he smirked. "yeah, it was very obvious." you winced, but he continued. "don't worry. it was interesting."

you twisted up your lips in a cringe. "interesting as in a good way, or...?"

rindou racked his brain. ran was always good at thinking on the spot—what would he say? his lips moved before he could stop them. "interesting as in i couldn't stop thinking about you."

you both stared at each other—rindou in absolute shock of what just left his lips and you, completely flustered. your heads whipped away from looking at each other, lips pressed in a tight line as a million different thoughts ran through them. rindou was sure he creeped you out, but then he heard you giggle.

he looked back at you, reading every inch of your expression. you smiled softly. "that was so cheesy."

you kept on laughing to yourself, somehow enamored by his stupid line and he knew he was flying off the deep end.

© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3

He’s so silly i love him😭😭

── ♡ sugar daddy! toji who'll spoil his babygirl anytime! buying her many baby pink lingerie and having a lil fashion show back at home, only for them to be decorated on the floor while he rearranges her insides on the squeaky couch.

── ♡ sugar daddy! toji who'll send her money almost everyday for her to have a shopping spree with her friends! then coming back to show him the cute accessories and the pretty set of french tip nails that were manicured at the nail salon. those pretty nails leaving scratch marks on his muscular back while he drills deep into her pretty pink pussy.

── ♡ sugar daddy! toji that loves receiving nudes from his princess, seeing her wear his favorite set and then being sent an exclusive video of her humping the pillow and fingering herself while she moans out his name, telling him how much she misses her daddy.

── ♡ sugar daddy! toji that will be mean sometimes during sex, making her pink pussy swell up an angry red color when he doesn't stop ramming into her tight hole. whispering naughty things into her ear when he gives her a harsh slap in her plump ass, making her sensitive skin turn red and leave a big handprint while she tries to endure the stinging sensation.

── ♡ sugar daddy! toji loves the way his babygirl looks like when she's giving him head, her throat struggling to handle this many inches in her little throat as he gives her a gentle tug on her scalp. telling her to take it slow at first and take deep breaths, once they finish the warm up he receives the most toe curling, back arching head he has ever had! he is sure he'll giver her a nice reward for the head!

SWEET TOOTH FT. GOJO SATORU

✩ ‧ ˚. synopsis: gojo knows how to get what he wants, especially if it's a sweet treat (student!au)

contents: fem!reader. all fluff, vaguely suggestive at the end. almost the one month anniversary of my first writing post on tumblr!

"baby, i've never been this comfortable in my life," the half-asleep boy on your shoulder mumbles. satoru shifts slightly and nudges himself impossibly closer to you under the blanket, long arms wrapped around your waist.

it's the first day in a while that the two of you have off together—no classes, no homework, just the two of you and the ridiculous amount of shows on your to-watch list.

so far, it's been your dream lazy day. you woke up well past noon, shared a coffee with satoru, and took a walk outside to admire the pleasantly cloudy and cool weather. some people hated gloomy days, but to you? this was the best gift the earth could've given you after weeks of scorching hot afternoons.

satoru seems content too—his usual loud and annoying demeanor has mostly faded, leaving you with a sleepy, soft and touch-starved version of himself.

unfortunately, his sweet tooth is the one thing that hasn't changed.

"sweetheart, can you get me a snack?" satoru murmurs, lips brushing against your ear. "something sweet."

you tilt your head up and kiss his chin, eyes still fixated on the show playing on your screen. "satoru, i love you, but i'm not getting up."

"please?" he breathes, moving his lips from your ear to your neck. you can feel his breath on your skin, and you can't help but smile at his attempt to seduce you into getting him a snack. "i love you."

"nice try, satoru." 

"baby, please? i don't wan' to get up," satoru mumbles. when you still don't move, he makes a pouty face and widens his ocean-blue eyes pleadingly.

his puppy eyes almost convince you to leave your warm, comfortable spot in his arms, but you know only too well that if you listen to him this time, it'll happen again.

satoru pulls you closer to him and presses his lips to your shoulder before kissing your neck. his lips linger as he repeats his request and whispers an "i love you".

"babyyy, pretty please? i love you so much," satoru cooes, trailing his fingers through your hair and fluttering his eyelashes. "you're the best girlfriend ever, y'know that?"

you kiss his forehead with a smile. "love you too."

he perks up and looks at you expectantly, like a puppy expecting a treat.

"satoru, i'm not getting up."

"worst girlfriend ever!"

you glare at satoru and with a hmph! you untangle yourself from his arms and sit up. "fine! i'll get the snacks, but i'm not sharing!"

grumbling about how stubborn your boyfriend could be, you wrap a blanket around you and get up with a sigh, not looking back in case satoru has that shit-eating grin of his on. 

as you scour the pantry for something to munch on, still seething over having to get up from your cozy spot on the couch, you feel satoru's arms wrap around you from behind. "huh— satoru?"

"i felt bad." 

"you just want me to share the snacks, don't you?"

satoru gasps in mock surprise. "of course not! how could you accuse me of such a thing! i'm here because i love you and i have a heart!"

silence.

"okay, maybe the snacks were a small part of i— ow!" satoru cuts himself off when you smack him on the shoulder with your hand.

"you're the worst!" you whine, pulling his hands off you and pushing him away. "you love your snacks more than you love me!"

"no, it's more of a close tie!"

"satoru!"

"i'm sorry!" he mumbles, grabbing your shoulders and forcing you to face him. "stop being mad at me!"

when you huff and don't respond, satoru pins you against the pantry wall. "baby, i said i was sorry! stop ignoring me!"

he widens his eyes pleadingly and kisses your nose, eyebrows slanted apologetically. "i love you, sweetheart. more than anything." his voice softens and he rests a hand on the side of your neck, thumb rubbing your cheek endearingly. "can i kiss you?"

"you just did, dummy," you mutter, scrunching up your nose. somehow, satoru looks better with his hair messy and clothes wrinkled—not that you'd ever tell him so.

satoru smiles and cups your face with both of his hands, still pressing you against the wall. "no, i mean like this." 

he presses his mouth to yours, and you can feel him smile as he kisses you. and it's all you can do not to melt at the feel of his lips on yours.

"i love you, baby," he mumbles in between kisses. "don't be mad at me."

even if he's the biggest brat you've ever met, satoru knows how to use his words (and his body), and within a minute, he's got you kissing him back, hands wrapped around his waist.

as he kisses you, satoru slips one of his hands into a packet of sweets behind him. he fishes out a caramel, briefly pulling away to pop it into his mouth before pressing his mouth to yours agaon.

"can we take this to couch?" you ask when satoru finally lets you breathe. "i'm tired of standing."

"mhm, sure thing, princess."

with one hand, satoru scoops you up, and with the other he grabs a handful of caramels from a bag on one of the shelves.

"love you, sweets," he cooes, putting you down on the couch and lying down on top of you, pressing his lips to your forehead with a smirk. "it's unhealthy how much i love the way you taste."

"are you talking to me or the caramels?"

"baby, what made you think i was talking to yo- ow, i'm kidding, i'm kidding!"

𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

— curse!toji fushiguro + sorcerer fem!reader

mdni. mild dub con, breeding kink, mild pussy slapping ( not rough ) name calling : slut ( once ) a bunch of pet names such as princess, angel, good girl. not proofread pls correct me at any mistake 🤕

curse reader + suguru is cooking

"I will be alright"

you had grinned at Nanami, a slightly concerned look still present on his face even though you were already miles away from where goodbyes were exchanged.

"it's a low rank curse, it should be fine"

but it really wasn't.

the report mentioned some passersby' warning over a strange metal clanking sound in a nearby abandoned building, —nothing out of the ordinary really, adding to the faint, almost imperceptible cursed energy found in the surroundings everyone agreed it was some low rank curse doings.

the eerie feeling was palpable left and right, coldness digging deep into your bones and making the hair on the back of your neck stand on end.

the curse didn't attack, it cornered you into a windowless and bare walls floor where it hid in the dark, like a predator hunting its prey, and much to your disadvantage, you were the latter.

the rapid and loud thumping of your heart rang in your ears, slightly muffling the startling voice the curse held, although you didn't expect for it's first words to be “you're too pretty to be a sorcerer”

your jaw went slack and —from what it seemed— he, chuckled at your unconscious body response, feeling your stomach drop at the deep and manly voice resonating through the walls and hallways.

you swallow hard “what the fuck does that mean?”

he laughed again and shifted in his place, a step, two steps closer to the moonlight that barely got to show a portion of his shadow.

“what I'm trying to say is...” the voice came from your back, startling you enough to steal a gasp before it moved again, “...I would hate for a pretty thing like you to get killed so easily”

“if someone is dying today, that's you” you spoke, fake confidence helping you cope with what could possibly be your imminent death. this curse wasn't one to mess with, you were certain.

“why don't we test that out” he whispers in your ear, and a second later you found yourself on the floor, not giving you time to react to the inhuman speed the curse possessed, definitely sporting a couple of bruises and a makeshift handcuff with what felt like metallic chains.

“let me go” you grit, and much to your disgust, your mouth going dry the moment the curse got into the light didn't help, hating to admit a slight throb that started in your core. —and shoulders, due to the awkward position.

he was terribly hot, dark tight shirt clinging on his broad chest and disappearing underneath gray joggers that only fueled your dirty thoughts.

“stop squirming, you have nowhere to go right now” his laugh echoes as loud as his shoes clicking right before your kneeling form, coming to your height dark pupils, almost fully engulfing the color of his irises with dark messy hair falling on them.

you had to earn time, strike a stupid conversation or anything that could win you some time until anyone came to your rescue after noticing the long absence, but the man smirked down at you in such a mischievous way you couldn't help and try to kick on his chest, screaming internally when he didn't budge, and instead, opting to wrap his fingers around your ankle.

“don't touch me” you half shout, both at the surprise of his movements and the slight shiver engulfing your body from the calloused fingertips coming in contact with the bare skin right here your pants rise.

there's a tsk coming from his lips right before sliding his huge hand across your leg, slowly enough for you to stop him, yet your body remained still, frozen against the cold marble floor.

“you're enjoying this, aren't you?”

he whispers in your ear, leaning close enough into your ear until nothing but a breeze could separate his lips from your skin.

“fuck you” you hiss, empty words not matching the way you pliantly let the man, curse, touch you, both hands resting on your thighs, your waist, snaking a single thumb across the side of your covered breasts that rise and fall with each harsh breathing.

“that's what I plan on doing”

for the second time in the night, your head fogs at the sudden movement, knees landing roughly on the floor with a pained gasp as you stare into the wall, back towards the man.

“i bet you're fucking wet” he chuckles, “what a slut, in this situation, really?, do you not get fucked well enough?”

you part your lips to talk back, anger and embarrassment burning in your face but the fact was undeniable, now obvious to him since his rough fingertips came in contact with the crotch of your elastic pants, rubbing across your slit through the fabric roughly enough for your growing wetness to seep into the exterior.

“fuck— naughty girl” he grins, palming his hardening cock through the loose fabric of his own pants. “gonna take care of you, princess, fuck you nice and good til' that pretty head of yours goes numb”

it's involuntary the moan that escapes your lips, suddenly losing balance until your cheek is pressed against the cold floor.

“name's Toji” he huffs, leaving a single sharp slap on your ass before pulling the cloth down along your drenched panties, enough for his thighs to stretch out your own and leave your pussy to his lustful gaze, “remember the name you'll be screaming tonight”

Toji's words remarked with a couple soft slaps on your throbbing clit with the tip of his cock, making your thighs twitch and whimpers escape.

he's big. incredibly big and stretching you so well your breath comes out unsteady and erratic, nails digging against your own palms as to conceal the pleasure you're currently feeling.

“T-toji...” you whine for the first time, deep down loving how his name felt on your lips.

“that's right” he grunts, slowly but steadily feeding your cunt the rest of his fat cock, his own breathing coming in stuttered huffs with how tight you felt, “you're squeezing me so much, you just needed a fat cock to satisfy you, isn't that right, angel?”

“ngh!” you sob, toes curling in your shoes when his heavy balls kiss your clit, and then he's fucking you with abandon, holding onto one of your shoulders to pull your upper body up, forcing you to meet his thrusts that almost knocked the air out of your lungs.

“good fuckin' girl” Toji's laugh resonates through the room, in contrast to the wet sounds your meeting flesh does, it's dark and dangerous, but still makes your cunt flutter, “do you like how I ruin your unprotected human pussy?”

you chose not to reply, unable to due to Toji's cock continuously slamming against your sweet spot, forcing waves of slick to drool out of your slit and stain your thighs, mixed with the creamy precum coating your sensitive walls.

“answer me, darling” a rough hand comes to cup your jaw, forcing your head up until his lips ghost over the skin of your cheek, hips rutting into your slit and forcing his length a bit deeper into your abused pussy.

"y-yes!, feels so good" you stutter, eyes rolled back and hair clinging to every corner of your forehead, unaware of the movement of your own hips in an attempt to fuck yourself back on him.

“good girl” Toji leaves a single chaste kiss on your cheek, taking his previous position, although this time he forces your waist to arch deeper, almost mounting you before resuming his thrusts, “gonna show you how I breed pretty girls like you”

you whimper his name in approval, completely cockdrunk while letting him submit you, positively drooling onto the floor and making a mess like he's doing with your cunt.

with a choked out sob you cream all over his length, shaking and crying while clinging to the only resistant surface underneath your used body, yet he didn't stop, fucking the white ring of cum back into your drenched pussy.

he's forcing your ass cheeks open, aiming for your cervix before filling your hole with thick cum that comes out with a grunt and a groan, rolling his hips into you for a couple of seconds until your breathing steadies.

you know for a fact, that after that night, you became utterly ruined for any other man. since no one could ever fuck you like the curse you were supposed to exorcise.

he leaves a sharp slap on your overflowing pussy, loud and wet enough for your mixed fluids to splatter, right on time before hearing footsteps on the first floor of the building, —perhaps your companions that might take a while to reach the high floor you were currently at. and then he's quick on his feet, untangling your bound hands while chuckling at the yelp and beautiful sight of his cum oozing from your hole.

“if you want another load, you know where to find me”