BORN TO DIE

BORN TO DIE

bonten x fem!reader

summary: you thought loving them would be enough.

genre: mini series, bonten timeline, smut, angst, romance

warnings: fem!reader, explicit smut, gang violence, explicit language, drug abuse, alcoholism, mcd last chapter — warnings will vary by chapter

update schedule: sporadic (LDA priority)

status: incomplete

notes: this stemmed from brainrot from eris’s reblog game 🥹 anyway, the “chapters” can be read as stand alone one shots, but if you’re gonna read the last part with all of bonten, you’ll want the background from the character specific chapters. kindly ignore the fact that brooklyn baby isn’t on the born to die album, i had an idea too good to pass

MILLION DOLLAR MAN HAITANI RAN

BLUE JEANS HAITANI RINDOU

NATIONAL ANTHEM KOKONOI HAJIME

CARMEN AKASHI TAKEOMI

BROOKLYN BABY KAKUCHO

GODS & MONSTERS SANZU HARUCHIYO

SUMMERTIME SADNESS SANO MANJIRO

DARK PARADISE BONTEN

REBLOGS FOR BOOST GREATLY APPRECIATED

“Always believe in yourself. Do this and no matter where you are, you will have nothing to fear.”

— Hayao Miyazaki

i will always say (vintage) americana coquette is not complete without examples of black women thats pure americana and femininity right there

you can literally see where lanas early influences are 😭 (along with chicanas cannot forget them)

He’s so nice to me! - Rin H.

Summary: Mean!Boyfriend Rin Haitani headcannons which makes my heart melt and go love drunk for him.

Warnings: Fem reader, some cursing, mostly fluff but some spicy. Really SUGGESTIVE scenario, some degradation if you squint, panties flashing, petnames (Angel, Princess), Rin being the center of my boyfriend fantasies and me going all in for in. This post is considered +17, please respect the age here. If I forgot something please let me know!

Mess Notes: Hi! I’m back with some Rin content bc I love him and I wanna marry him some day 🥺. This is pretty self indulgent tbh but I wanted to post something bc I’m in a good mood so I truly Hope you enjoy!

Going stupid for Mean!Boyfriend Rin that’s just obsessed with you but never is vocal about it, he calls you his whore, his bitch and nothing but his cockwarmer.

Mean!Boyfriend Rin that even if he calls you all those names, he has you saved in his contact as: “My Princess ❤️” “My little Angel 💫”.

Mean!Boyfriend Rin that whenever you’re anxious he holds your hand and puts one of his rings on your ring finger and kisses it just to make you distracted.

Mean!Boyfriend Rin that looks annoyed whenever you run towards him to hug him but lifts you up and spins you around like a princess because for him you’re nothing but his princess.

Mean!Boyfriend Rin who loves seeing you wear those miniskirts and pretty heels, making you twirl for him prettily each time you arrive his office.

Mean!Boyfriend Rin that rolls his eyes everytime you start babbling about some cute clothing/furniture or something of your liking and tells you to shut up because he’s annoyed but behind your back he gets that exact thing and gifts it to you when you less expect it.

Mean!Boyfriend Rin that looks at you like you hold the whole world and stars when you’re peacefully sleeping by his side and whenever you aren’t looking at him.

Mean!Boyfriend Rin that beats up his old bodyguards for touching you without your consent.

Mean!Boyfriend Rin who sits you in his lap whenever he has a big meeting and makes you wear matching outfits with him just to show you off.

“I told you to not touch, approach, talk, think or breathe towards my girl. Get that in your fucking shit head”

“I got you this, you should look decently fine when you’re with me. I don’t want anybody to think I’m dating a cheap dirty little whore”.

“Scream that to all of them, let them know you’re mine now.”

“Yes, these ones are mines. Better keep them in my pockets for good luck”.

“Show me your outfit, come on” he motions you to twirl for him and you do it, the skirt going upwards and flashing your panties to him, he chuckles “Those one’s are my favorites. You’re such a little vixen you know what you’re doing” he adjusts himself on his seat, you only look away from his prying eyes. “Just wanted to make you happy, RinRin” You bat your eyelashes prettily at him, pouting and bending slightly, just the enough to show him your clavicle and the soft skin of your tits covered by the blouse and bra. Rindou pats his thigh while humming in response to you, Just like he told you what he wanted by telepathy , you walk towards him and leave your expensive bag on the couch, “Be a good whore and don’t make wait” an small smile creeps on your face, knowing what’s coming next.

some songs aren't just songs, they're feelings, they're a memory, they're vibes of a certain period of time in your life that you can't put into words

“As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.”

— Charles Baudelaire