The Most Wonderful Boy On The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year

the most wonderful boy on the most wonderful time of the year <3

All I want for Christmas is Yuu! - Christmas headcanons

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (afab) Genre: fluff and smut Warnings: 18+, just fluffy and sexy Christmas headcanons about my favorite boy, cheesiness, fingering, sex in the kitchen, oral. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

Yuuji who loves baking Christmas cookies and spends hours in the kitchen. He always seems to have powdered sugar in his hair or on his clothes during the Christmas season, and it's literally so sweet! It makes him laugh so much when you bury your face in his broad chest and inhale the sugary scent of his hoodie.

Yuuji whose kisses taste like sugar and gingerbread spice. Kisses that make your head spin and make you pull him closer to get more of the sweet Christmas taste on his tongue.

Yuuji who lets you lick cookie dough off his fingers, just innocently wanting you to try the new cookies he's baking. But then he suddenly starts breathing heavily when you are a bit too enthusiastic and suck on his thick fingers and moan delightedly around them.

Yuuji who has no problem bending you over the kitchen counter and fucking you while moaning in your ear how cute you are and telling you to cum real quick for him because he doesn't want to burn the Christmas cookies. "Please hurry up for me, baby. Can you please do that, hm? I promise I'll make it up to you later!" But he doesn't have to make up for anything, with the way he has you creaming on his cock and moaning his name into a pile of sugar.

But he'll still make sure to take his time with you, later on, eating you out for hours, pumping a thick finger into you, pampering your pussy with so many kisses and licks, and moaning so cute when he's slurping up all your cream as if it is another Christmas cookie ingredient.

Yuuji who unashamedly wears ugly Christmas sweaters because he thinks it's funny. And those red boxers with the candy cane print are really cute too. Especially because they contain your favorite candy cane, which is, of course, Yuuji's. When you tell him this, he almost topples over from laughing, but he's so pleased and proud! "Don't hold back, sweetie. You can lick my candy cane anytime you like. It's yours."

Yuuji who has Christmas music playing all day and is so adorable when he dances to it and sings along. You are blushing so much while watching him because he's so cute and handsome, and his voice sounds so pretty that it makes the butterflies in your stomach do somersaults.

Yuuji who laughs when he catches you staring at him and makes a big show of singing to you. You absolutely melt when he gets on one knee and takes your hand to sing, "All I want for Christmas is youuuu"! It's crazy how cute he is, and it makes you fall even more in love with him!

Yuuji who takes your hands and pulls you to him to dance with you in the middle of the kitchen, spinning you around to the uptempo Christmas songs and slow dancing with you to the ballads.

Yuuji who sometimes gets a sad look on his pretty face because he thinks of his grandpa and how much he misses the grumpy old man. But he feels better again when you hold him and stroke his hair, and let him rest his head on your chest. It helps him to tell you about his childhood and all the Christmases he had with his grandpa. The happy memories make him feel grateful for what he had, and he's thankful for the present times, too, because he has you and his friends now. Your cuddles and your love make him feel happy again.

Yuuji who is more excited to give gifts than receive them because he loves to see the happiness in other people's eyes, especially when it's someone he loves. Yuuji who gets overwhelmed and feels almost guilty when he receives expensive presents because he never had money, and he can't imagine someone spending so much on him.

Yuuji who pulls you close and kisses your neck, and whispers in your ear: "You look so cute in that Christmas sweater. I wanna fuck you in that." And you know that's exactly what he'll do once you're alone. He's almost losing his mind when you wait for him on his bed with your legs spread to show him that you're really only wearing the sweater. Yuuji lifts you on his lap in lightspeed, strong arms bouncing you up and down on his cock, gaze fixed on the spot where your Christmas sweater lifts from time to time to see his thick cock disappearing in your slick pussy.

Yuuji who thinks it's a fun surprise to tie a red ribbon around his chest and around his dick and be your gift for the night. Looking so sexy with all that smooth tan skin and the firm muscles and bright smile and the cute Santa hat on top of his pink hair. "You can do anything you like to me, baby. Merry Christmas."

Yuuji who watches cheesy Christmas movies with you every night, laughing at the stupidness but also having tears in his eyes when it gets romantic. You snuggle into his strong arms, and it's so comforting to hear him laugh and feel his warmth while he runs his fingers up and down your back.

Yuuji who beams at you and blushes so sweetly when you tell him he's the best Christmas gift you ever got. And let's be honest, he truly is that! "You're so sweet and kind, so beautiful on the inside and outside. And no one else looks as sexy in a Santa hat! It's true, all I want for Christmas is Yuu!"

I HAD to write a little something about my favorite boy! If you enjoyed it, please reblog and leave me some nice comments! I'd love to hear how you liked it! Merry Christmas if you celebrate it, and Happy Holidays! I hope everyone has a good time, and if not, I hope you can come online and find your escape in your fandoms with your favorite characters! If anyone needs to talk, I am here for you! Thank you to all my followers for the support and the love! Especially my lovely mutuals! I love youuuu!

— when you tell him you’re pregnant

ft. mikey, ran, rindou, sanzu

tw. fem!reader, pregnancy mentions, cursing, suggestive themes, super fluffy & sweet

an. i told y’all i’d make it a series and now.. i ain’t gonna stop <3

TOKYO REVENGERS DAD SERIES

꒰ MIKEY ꒱

mikey has been busy for weeks if not months—as bad as you don’t want to admit it, it’s took a toll on your relationship and you know the situation has turned to shit while you slide down the bathroom wall, tears streaming down your warm cheeks while those two little lines shine so brightly.

getting mikey’s attention other than a simple warm body beside you at night or maybe just a five minute phone call is like climbing heavenly mountains and you don’t even know when it’ll be the next time you’ll see him, those cryptic messages do nothing but leave you in confusion.

“a-angel? why are you here? this isn’t a good time” mikey darts his eyes up to your nervous outline halted at his office door. you’ve made it this far, entering his work space but your body is frozen now, nervous beyond belief.

“i have to tell you something” you squeak, finally gaining momentum and walking towards mikey, he meets you halfway slipping his hand up to your cheek gently cupping it, “it can’t wait till i get home?” he whispers, noticing the shades of your skin appearing lighter.

you drop your forehead against his shoulder, “i'm pregnant, manjiro.” his eyes widen, heart rattling against his chest and mikey wraps his arms around you pulling you flush to his throbbing heart, “you’re pregnant?” he questions, throat growing dry.

anxiety seeps through your bones, imagining a life with mikey was one thing but now the earth under your feet feels like it’s crumbling you reply with a weak yes. “i’m so fucking happy” mikey chokes out, dropping to his knees to press his ear to your stomach.

“i’m barely twelve weeks pregnant” you laugh, looking down at him, carding your fingers through mikey’s hair while his eyes flutter close, “i’ll always protect you” he whispers out, ignoring your words as mikey brings his hand up to smooth over your stomach.

mikey grabs your hand left in his hair and presses his lips against your knuckles, “you and our child come first for now on, i’ll never miss a chance with my family again.”

꒰ RAN ꒱

you didn’t mean for this to happen, ran was vocal about his involvement with children—mentioning a married life with just you and him was his forever happiness.

but you both were careless, nights you couldn’t stop even with trembling legs and bodies worn to the bone—you craved him, and ran always loved to remind you who you belonged to.

with one hand holding the pregnancy stick and the other trembling to even grip the doorknob you push it open to your shared bedroom with ran, his body was a silhouette under the covers—soft snores coating the room.

you shuffle under the sheets with him, ran stirs in his sleep automatically wrapping his arms around you and nestling his nose in the crevice of your neck inhaling, “there’s my pretty girl, missed you.”

a tingle shoots through your body, “ran, i need to tell you something” you whisper, brushing stray hairs from his lazy eyes. “tell me later” he huffs, slithering his hands down your backside and gripping your ass.

“ran” you warn, sighing when he starts placing open mouth kisses down your neck, greedy fingers hooking at your waistline. “princess” he pokes back, beginning to slide your shorts down, and this is exactly the reason as to why you haven’t told ran, the timing never is right.

“ran, i’m serious” you weakly push back, ran begins spreading your thighs apart, “i’m serious too, wanna be in you.” his hands continue, fingers almost reaching the bare skin between your legs until you finally swallow that thick, heavy lump.

“i’m pregnant,” you begin, feeling ran pull from your body to look up at you and even through the darkness you can see his violet opals bore through you, “i know you don’t want kids or whatever but i’m pregnant and i think—” ran stops you with a kiss pressed to your lips.

“i don’t want kids but i do want kids with you, angel” ran leans over to turn the lamp on, the weak rays of light cast over his face and ran props on one elbow while he peppers your face with his lips.

“ran, i’m pregnant” you look up at him repeating the words out loud, tears clouding your eyes, “we’re pregnant, princess” ran smiles, his thumbs coming up to wipe the lingering tears on your cheek.

he takes one hand and slowly rubs his fingertips across your stomach, “i’ve never wanted to be married but here i am, telling everybody how much i love my wife, never wanted kids and now, i can’t wait to meet them.”

ran lowers his face down to your stomach, lifting your shirt to press a kiss on the skin, “i know i’ve just met you but i already love you so much” ran whispers, knowing his world is about to be spun on one single tiny human’s finger.

꒰ RINDOU ꒱

you and your husband wait patiently on the bathroom floor, leaving the pregnancy stick on the counter, rindou turns his head in your direction giving you a lop-sided smile “wanna makeout while we wait?”

“rindou” you sigh, as he lets a laugh roll through the tile walls scooting closer to vine his arms around you and pull you on his lap. “we’ve been trying forever, angel” he grabs your chin with his hand, tilting your face to his lips, “i want this more than anything” rindou crashes his mouth on yours, dipping his tongue through your lips.

rindou deepens the kiss, hands starting to roam and for a moment you forget the time that’s ticking and paying close attention to rindou, fingers palming at your chest, “think it’s ready now?” he mumbles through your lips, you nod back nervously and rindou snatches the stick from the sink and holds it out.

“w-we’re going to have a baby” he grips the stick in his hand, the object vibrating in his grasps as the nerves course through rindou’s body. you let out a squeal, throwing your arms around his neck and rindou squeezes you harder, tears rolling down his cheeks, “my own baby” he sniffles.

“our baby” you remind him, holding rindou harder as he lets a small sob escape his throat, “mine” he pouts, and you deadpan at him noticing the way rindou’s eyes light up whenever he just glances down at your stomach.

rindou pulls his eyes back to you, dipping his face back on your lips and pressing shallowing kisses, his hand resigning on your stomach and stroking it, “holy shit, i'm going to be a dad” rindou chuckles, cupping your stomach, “you sure are, daddy” you tease and rindou only smirks before reminding you how deadly that ‘daddy’ term really can be.

꒰ SANZU ꒱

“c-could you say that again?” sanzu squeaks, glossing his eyes from your face to your stomach, he almost thinks he’s misheard you—you exhale, holding the stick up as proof, “i’m pregnant, haru.”

sanzu blinks, completely and utterly speechless—he doesn’t even know if he can move, the wide eyed expression plastered on his face, you slowly bring the test back down, watching sanzu try to fully process your words.

sanzu’s eyes gather tears, fat globs of wetness stream down his cheeks, “you’re pregnant” he sobs, bringing his hands up to wipe the tears away, “i’m going to be a dad” sanzu chokes out, stepping forward to engulf you into a hug.

“yes” you sniffle, feeling sanzu tremble around you while he cries harder, “thank you, thank you so much” he bawls now, putting his hand securely on your stomach, “you’re welcome haru” you smile, pressing a kiss on his cheek and though you don’t really understand why sanzu is so thankful you’re pregnant, he does.

because now, sanzu has a greater purpose in life than being a loyal husband, he gets to be a father to a child that he will die to protect, love and care for.

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TOKYO REVENGERS DAD SERIES!

when their child asks how babies are made!

PART ONE

when their child interrupts!

PART ONE PART TWO

when you tell him you’re pregnant!

PART ONE

DEVIL’S ADVOCATE — h. kazutora + b. keisuke

synopsis: kazutora can’t make his girl cum so… he confides in his best friend for help

warning: cuckolding, heavy praise, LIGHT degradation (kazutora receiving), one (1) death threat, fingering, mentions of creampie, fem pet names used, male masturbation, cocky dom!baji, choking (? its very brief), slight insecurity, handjob, facial, uhhhhh MINORS DNI 18+

sar’s note: dream team minus chifuyu who get mentioned once at the end :( + a shitty ending sorry, it was rushed… but merry christmas u horndogs <3

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“‘tora?” you look at kazutora with a pout on your face and your arms draped around yourself to cover your bare chest. baji, kazutora’s best friend, chuckles at your state.

kazutora shushes you, sitting back in the chair adjacent to the bed, “‘s alright, angel, he’s gonna make you feel good, yeah? show me how to so i can, too.”

you nod your head, hesitantly, turning back to look at baji with doe eyes, his already meeting yours. you slowly remove your arms from your chest, exposing your pretty tits and perky nipples. he smirks, warm hand gently touching the skin of your naked waist, goosebumps arising on your cold skin.

baji leans in, his lips ghosting over yours as his hair drags feeling feathery across your torso. “you’re so pretty, aren’t ya?” he whispers and you inhale sharply, feeling your pussy soak through the only article of clothing left on your body besides your socks. “got yourself a cutie, ‘tora… a real keeper.”

you shift under him, avoiding his gaze and he taps your cheek, “uh uh, look right at me, beautiful,” he breaths, your eyes meeting again. “good girl.” he coos, slipping his fat thumb between your plush pink lips. he eyes the way your lips wrap tightly around it, tongue swirling around as if it were a lollipop.

kazutora’s pants tighten by the second, watching the love of his life being defiled again by the man he calls his best friend. he feels like he’s holding his breath in the same way you are, watching your palms slowly fist at the bed sheets in pure neediness.

baji removes his thumb and his smirk seems to grow as you keep your mouth open for more. “tell him what you want, pretty.”

you whimper, your face heating up at his command, feeling warmth flood your body. your head turns to look at kazutora and he looks frozen, face emotionless as he’s laid back against the chair. “‘tora… c-can keisuke touch me?”

baji tsks, hand cupping your breasts, gently massaging, “don’t ask him, sweetheart. tell him what you want.”

a whine gets caught in your throat, “wan’ keisuke to fuck me, ‘tora,” you pant out. “wan’ him to make me feel good. wan’ him to show you so you can fuck me good ‘n make me cum.”

he should feel embarrassed. embarrassed by the desperate words begging for his best friend to make you feel good. embarrassed by the smug smile on baji’s face. embarrassed that he can’t make his pretty girl cum… but he isn’t. he’s undeniably hard, his cock straining in his pants and his heart pounding in his ears. he’s excited.

he chuckles darkly, tweaking your nipples between his fingers. his hands slowly move down to your panties, his airy touch has you shivering and arching into his touch. once his hands reach your panties, he guides your body up so he can slip them down your silky legs, tossing the soiled panties onto kazutora’s lap.

his finger swipes up your cunt and you gasp, body so sensitive. he nearly grunts with how soaked you are, quickly plunging two fingers into your fluttering hole.

“ahh, kei!” you whine, clamping your gummy walls down on his fat fingers.

he breaths, “tight lil fuckin’ cunt,” he pumps his fingers in ‘n out of you, listening to the squelching of your arousal. “haven’t been fucked good enough, have you, pretty?”

you don’t reply, your subconscious remembering the fact that your boyfriend is watching intently, taking notes on all the ways he can please you. you moan, though, already so close to cumming. your head turns to kazutora and you almost stop breathing when you see his cock in his hand, slowly stroking, up and down. his languid movements are almost too overwhelming— your brain moving a 100 miles a minute with baji’s fingers fucking you and the sight of kazutora fucking his hand.

“fuuuck!” you cry, back arching, but baji removes his fingers. “w-what!?” you sputter, tears brimming in your eyes with your impending orgasm so close… yet so far.

“no way ‘m gonna let this pretty little pussy cum on my fingers.” he murmurs, unzipping is pants and pulling them down to let his dick slap against his abdomen. “gonna make you cum on this cock.”

you gawk at his hard length, twitching up and down. he’s only slightly bigger than kazutora, but size never really mattered to you. you notice the prominent veins running through his dick— veins you could trace with your tongue and nimble fingers. you jut your lip out and you give him wide eyes. “make me cum, please?”

his heart melts as he fights the urge to smile at your desperation. he taps his leaky cock onto your clit and basks in the way you jolt under him. slowly, but surely, he drags himself down your slippery folds and pushes into you, pushing past your resistance and feeling the way you stretch out around his length.

you silently sob, hands gripping the bedsheets with all your might. you can already feel him so deep and he’s only halfway in. baji quickly moves your legs, folding you half to where your knees knock against your chest, creating a deeper angle.

he moans, bottoming out, your walls clinging to his fat cock and holding on for dear life. “took me all the way in, you’re such a good girl.” he coos, grinding softly, gently stirring you up inside. “ain’t she a good girl, ‘tora? tell her.” he commands.

kazutora’s thumb runs over the sticky slit of his cock, all the precum oozing out with how turned on he is. “y-you’re a good girl, baby.” he stutters, practically choking on his words. “my best fuckin’ girl.”

his hands itch to touch you, to make you feel good, but he doesn’t move, afraid he’s unable to please you like you deserve. a part if him fears you’ll leave him, but the other part of him wants the best for you… even if it isn’t the best for him.

your brain numbs at his words, eyes starting to roll back as baji begin to thrust in and out of your messy cunt. he knows he’s found your sweet spot when you mewl out and your back arches. he’s quick to thrust against it over and over, consistently bumping the spongey spot that kazutora had yet to find. you scream and cry in mixed pleasure and pain and baji hums.

“yeah? feels good, doesn’t it, angel? can’t believe kazutora would slut you out like this,” he pants, thumb falling to your clit. “‘f you were mine, i’d never let anyone touch this pussy.” he rubs quick circles on to the sensitive bud and you feel it. your stomach tightens and burns with need to release.

“keisuke! kei! ‘m gonna cum!” you cry, tears slipping from your eyes. “more, more, more!”

he sends a toothy grin, “tell him who’s making you feel good ‘n then i’ll let you cum.”

babbling and drooling at the mouth, you turn to kazutora again and sob out, “kei’s makin’ me feel good! dick ‘s makin’ feel sooo so good, ‘tora!”

at that point, you don’t wait for his permission, letting your euphoric orgasm wash over you only seconds after. all the while, kazutora keeps his eyes trained on your scrunched up face, memorizing every crease and every twitch. he wants to see that face when he makes you cum on his mouth, or his fingers or his own dick.

baji grunts again at your convulsing body, your spasming cunt bringing him closer to the edge. a small moan slips from his lip and he mutters out, “gonna let me cum in this princess cunt?”

kazutora’s head finally lifts his gaze from you, snapping over to baji. “don’t you fuckin’ cum in her.” he nearly growls, blood boiling in his already-hot body. “i don’t give a fuck where you cum but keep that shit out of her.”

baji chuckles, breathily, strokes beginning to grow inconsistent, missing all the beats, “we should ask h—“

kazutora doesn’t let baji finish his sentence, immediately standing to his feet and wrapping his hand tightly around his throat, “if you fuckin’ cum in her, i swear to fuckin’ god i’ll kill you.” he spits, face inches away from his color drained one.

“‘tora,” you whine, one hand reaching out for him and he releases his tight grip on baji’s throat, letting him breathe again. “be nice,” your own words breathy as baji continues to use your body to get himself off. when in reach, you wrap your hand around his length, stroking the throbbing, hot member to the best of you abilities. “wan’ you to cum, too.”

with the quick flick of your wrists, kazutora’s eyes flutter closed and he lets out a choked moan. your smaller hands and delicate touch feel so much better than his own hand. you can feel him pulsating through your hands and you hum in content realizing he’s just about to bust a load. the moans of baji and kazutora bounce off the walls and you can’t help but feel like you yourself might explode.

baji suddenly halts his movements and releases your legs causing a whine to erupt from your throat. “get on your knees, pretty,” he groans out, hand aggressively pumping his cock. you do as your told, wobbly body sliding off the bed and onto the floor, perched on your knees.

you stare up at the both of them as they grunt and moan with knitted eyebrows, stroking their cocks with so much finesse it excites you. you open your mouth, lolling out your tongue like your ready to collect.

kazutora’s the first to cum, whining out your name as his body twitches and spurts of cum land in your hair and all over your face— water-like consistency dressing your tongue as well. baji follows shortly after with a cute cracked whine, thick ropes of cum flying all over, coating your face even more.

“so fuckin’ pretty,” baji mutters watching as the cum cascades down your face like a piece of art. he almost wants to take a picture, but he knows kazutora wouldn’t like it, so he takes a minute to memorize your soiled face, tattooing the image into his brain. “chifuyu would’ve loved this, you should ask him to join us next time.”

kazutora rolls his eyes, ignoring baji’s comment and lifting you up to stand eye level with him. “can i make ya feel good now, princess?” he asks with a gentle voice, but his hands contradict his tone as they squeeze hungrily at your waist.

“i’d love nothing more, lemme go clean my face real quick.” you smile, leaving his grip.

kazutora turns to baji with a scowl on his face, “it’s your turn to watch me fucker.”

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