Asking Them To Get You Boba [part 1]

asking them to get you boba [part 1]

feat: bokuto, oikawa, sakusa, suna

notes: fluff, sfw, terms of endearment, minor cursing

a/n: sakusa saying the l word just makes my heart go brr.

anw, part 2? lmk in the comments!

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I felt this on my soul it's so good

Insecurity and Love // Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader 

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Synopsis: Reader isn’t feeling pretty today, but Eddie, who wears his heart on his sleeve, is there to let you know just how much he loves you. 

WC: 1.3k

Category: Hurt/Comfort/Fluff. Some sexually suggestive content.

Content: Reader & Eddie are both 18+!! Insecurity (obviously), reader has some body-image issues and self-esteem issues ig (mentions of not being “thin enough”, not feeling pretty or deserving of love), brief descriptions of making out w Eddie, very brief allusion to cunnilingus, mentions of bottling up emotions, Eddie is a good listener and the sweetest bf ever, use of nicknames (sweetheart, baby, pretty) bc they make me melt, much tenderness <3. 

A/N: This is entirely self-indulgent, enjoy! 

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“Okay. What’s going on with you today?” Eddie asks, bringing his hands back up to your face as you sit in his lap in his bed, Eddie leaning up against the headboard. 

When you don’t respond and instead look down at your fiddling fingers, he dips his head to look into your eyes. 

“Hm?” He hums, stroking your flaming cheek with the back of his pointer finger. 

You sighed. You didn’t want to bring it up. In fact, you tried so hard all day not to say anything, to keep your mouth shut because you didn’t want to sour the day. But you were not the type of person to hold things in. So many people just seem to bottle up their bad thoughts and feelings and store them away in an isolated part of their minds; locking those pieces of themselves away in the dark where no one can reach them. 

And maybe it’s unhealthy,—keeping things inside like that—but being unable to stop the dam from bursting, the water gushing out, recklessly flowing out and destroying everything in its path felt like a curse sometimes. People always say talking about things will make you feel better, but sometimes it makes you feel worse! Those thoughts and feelings all come out and they won’t stop and then you look like a fool because you probably didn’t make any sense and does anyone even want to listen anyway? Do they even care? 

So, you’d tried the bottling up thing. Which was way harder than it seemed. Especially as you told Eddie everything. And you might not think it most of the time, but he eats up every word. He wants to hear your silly rants about an episode of something you watched on TV the other night. He wants to listen to you drone on and on about your current favourite book or a new song you heard on the radio. He’s always prepared to hear about your shitty day and let you cry into his beat up Metallica t-shirt. And of course he is always ready to completely nerd out with you about any of your shared interests. 

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I Love You

suna drabble warnings : kissing; not proofread hehe

You were woken up by a familiar ringtone, which hasn’t been heard in while, at least for a week now.

Shuffling in your bed, you swear subconsciously to kill this particular person whoever they were, who even had the audacity to ruin the perfect sleep you got after pulling all nighters for the past week for assignments and some other reasons.

“Hello?”, you greet them a curse inside your head.

“Open the door.” he grogs on the other side.

~Pause. 

The voice on the other side seemed to pull you back to life, from all autopiloting thoughts that’s been directing  to all the work you’ve doing for the past some days.

“Rin?”

“Open the door, baby, I’m freezinmmg.” His voice trembled enough to let you hear even his sulk through the phone.

“Rin, it’s 3 am, for God’s sake.” Your voice sounded mad, as Suna cringes but all the extra noises of you shuffling and your fast, almost running steps said otherwise.

You opened the door, and the big man as if he would die if he didn’t do it, slumps all his weight all over you, in the most dramatic way, his head nuzzling all it’s way to your crook and kissing your skin softly.

“Ugh, you’re heavy, idiot.” You protest. “And why are you even here? Did you forget-”, you tried to remind him, the truth, the reason why he shouldn’t be in your arms tonight.

“No-, don’t say it.” Suna sulks even more. He nuzzles even more harshly, and pushing you enough you lose your balance and and let your back fall on the couch behind you. But before you could say anything, or even throw a knife or a glass at his face(which ofc he knows you won’t),Suna lifted his face and pulled you in for a kiss.

He kisses you, almost as if he’s gonna die if he didn’t do it now. He’s missed you so fucking much,  and after the small fight you had with him(yea SMALL fight, yea in uppercase, bc it wasn’t actually small at all), and you started not picking up his calls and never returned his texts, he did some “making up his mind” according to the twins, and now he’s here to make it up to you.

His tongue follows yours as you try break the kiss, now Suna seemed like he’s almost about to swallow your face whole if you didn’t give in, so after some 30 seconds of playing tag, your tongue finally allows his to entangle on yours together.

 The kiss is loud, and sloppy, the sound rings the whole neighbourhood. Your lips tear off his, for a millisecond to take a breather , but he comes back in for another round.

You push him off, after God knows how many decades has passed, but he pulls you in for a hug. A tight one at that.

“Rin, are you trying to kill me today? You’re not letting me breathe. And what are you doing here?”

“I love you.” He blurts.

And that puts everything at halt again.

You wonder how this six foot tall man even answers in actual exams, because that answer he gave, was a whole180 degrees turn from the question you just asked him. But then again, it’s Suna Rintaro. It’s your man. He doesn’t know the shit he puts you through,but he loves you. It’s evident without any proof. It’s like an axiom. 

“I love you.” Suna says it one more time.

He says it again. And you seem to get what he’s trying to say.

“I love you-”

“I love you too, Rin. Alright? Can we go back to bed now? Hm?”

this is so good!!!!!

MIND GAMES 1

Bonten men are ruthless but so is she.

CW: Violence,Age-gap,Foul Language,Suggestive, MDNI.

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-Intentions-

"Can you for the love of god step off that goddamn edge?" Taiju nervously pleaded. Despite of the sunny weather the wind is still strong and it could easily push her off the building and every second that she remained on the egde accelerates his anxiety.

Smirking she turned around to face him. He knew she's planning something and he doesn't like it. Not one bit.

"Goddamit. Stop playing around." He barks frustrated at her dangerous actions.

Taiju and her father had been great friends and he didn't hesitate to take her in when her father told him she has no one to stay with. Her father didn't want her anywhere near American soil since she has made alot of deadly powerful enemies leaving him no choice but to entrust his estranged daughter with his dear friend.

"Don't do anything stupid. I swear to god."

Taiju felt his heart stopped when she opened her arms widely, closed her eyes and started to fall back. His world started to slow down even though he's rushing to reach her. She is too fucking reckless and she never feared death and she never hesitated to look death in the eyes.

"I SAID DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID!" He yelled as he dragged her away from the edge.

"I knew you'd come and save me." The deranged girl laughs as he lets go of her dropping her to the cold cement.

"Could've drop me more gently." She complained as she pick herself up. She has always like seeing Taiju panic for her. It makes her happy knowing there's someone who would drop everything just to save her. It's comforting and really nice.

"Don't do that again." Furious at the sudden stunt she just pulled, his iconic vein popped on his forehead as he started to pace around.

Taiju tries his best to form her into a normal human being all the while knowing it's impossible owning to the fact that her mother wasn't a normal one.

But he tries his best because he sees her as a redemption for all the things he had done to his siblings.

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The bonten members are watching all of those unfold from the CCTV placed secretly the day before. Taiju and her were far away and they could barely see her face but all of them could recognize the giant monster with her from miles away.

"That's the daughter of Yukichi Yamagata." Takeomi explains as he lit his fourth cigar of the day.

"That's fucking Taiju Shiba why the hell is she with him?" Kokonoi questions puzzled to why his former boss who promised not to meddle with any gang business after his defeat from Mikey save their target from falling and let alone be with her.

"Yukichi are friends with him. Apparently the girl mass murdered a gang which made her the number one target of the five largest crime syndicate in America. No one but him wanted to take her in." Kanji Mochizuki read the information he got from bribing Taiju's secretary.

"How can that girl mass murder a gang? She's like fucking 3 ft 1." Sanzu squinted his eyes questioning her ability as he slumps down on the chair.

"And why would she mass murder a gang?" Ran added.

"She seems like a crazy person. I mean damn, if Shiba didn't get her she'd be dead dead." Rindou pointed out her actions earlier and Kakucho nodded agreeing.

"Well, I like crazy." The mad dog spoke making everyone shake their head. If the boss wants her on their side most of them will probably put a loaded gun on their mouth and pull the trigger. They wouldn't be able to handle another nuisance like Sanzu.

"That girl is valuable." The boss spoke grabbing everyone's attention.

He leaned on the wall and everyone noticed that his eyes are darker than usual. It gave them a feeling that he had to carefully analyze the pros and cons of taking the girl, indicating that she's more than just valuable.

One of the men wanted to question their boss if he's in love with her but that's out of the questions. Mikey had his few shares of whores but never kept one. For the last ten years the men spent working with each other they learned that not one of them would keep a woman in their lives. Yes, they might keep a few companion for nights of pleasure but never keep one to spend their life with. It's a luxury they could never afford not even after having almost all the money in the world.

"Her real father had her trained in a special camp which turns children into deadly soldiers or puppet CEO’s and she’s well acquainted with someone I need to find." Mikey states before pointing at Ran and Kanji.

"She's not someone to underestimate." The two men shared a look before nodding to their boss.

"You two have a week to take the girl. I don't care if it's by force, take her no matter what or I'll be taking your heads if you returned empty handed."

Mikey left the room along with Sanzu and Kakucho leaving the two men assigned to take her mortified and the remaining puzzled to why Mikey wanted to have the her so bad.

One by one the members left the room leaving Kokonoi to look back at Taiju and the mysterious girl. A few minutes passed by and nothing happened. He was about to leave when he saw her and Taiju leaving the rooftop Kokonoi was aching to leave the room and his body was half turned towards the door too but his guts told him to stay.

"Why the fuck am I feeling like this?" He says and his question was soon answered when she stood in front of the CCTV and mischievously smiled and showed her middle finger to it.

She pulled out a paper from her pocket and held it to the CCTV.

BONTEN SUCK MY DICK

"This- little bitch." Hajime's reptile eyes widen as he realized she knew all along that she's being watched.

Mikey was right after all, she shouldn't be underestimated.

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Kanji and Ran read through all of the information in the nightclub they often go to. The loud music and girls helps Ran calm down while the liquor helps Kanji collect himself.

"This doesn't make any sense. If she's fucking thirty why does-"

"Wait. She's thirty? Mine says she's twelve." They both looked at each other totally confused.

"Fine, the age doesn't matter but why does she need to stay with Taiju when she has seven brothers all over the world?" Kanji hands Ran various pictures of men who looks nothing like her.

"Mine says she's an only child."

"What the-" Kanji was interrupted by a knock on a door and a girl no taller than 5ft 5 enters wearing a classic bunny costume.

"Here are your drinks boys."

Kanji assumed Ran ordered and Ran assumed Kanji ordered but none of it matters because they are hooked over the girl who just entered.

"Are you new here?" Ran asked as the girl approached them.

"Yes, sir. I'm a newbie."

"You look young how old are you?" Kanji questioned her. He may be a criminal but he's certainly not sleeping with an underage girl while Ran's moral could be questionable sometimes he highly objects and is disgusted by the thought of sleeping with underage girls as well.

The girl placed their drink on the table before sitting on Kanji's lap. It surprised both of them because Kanji has always been the last man in Bonten to get pretty girls.

"I've always liked older men. More experience. Rough. Looks so good in their suits." The girl placed her thumb on Kanji's chin turning his face to hers.

His eyes fell on her light brown eyes which reminded him of maple syrup he likes to drizzle on his morning biscuits.

Her fingers softly touched the bridge of his nose captivating Kanji with every movement she does while making Ran jealous.

It's a fucking blow on his huge ego. Ran always got the girls. Even before he flashes his rolex or the keys to his Cadillac. They always go to him, so it was crushing to see a girl so pretty like her go to his collegue.

Kanji placed his hand on her back while parting her legs with the other making her chuckle as she continue to softly touch his face. Kanji slept with tons of women but not once did they do the things she's doing to him.

"You smell good." He compliments her making Ran roll his eyes. Ran thinks that Mochi his "dear friend." lacks of dirty talk and is fucking traditional and basic.

The girl stood up and it made Kanji panic for moment as he thought she got tired of him but was instantly relief when she pushed him down to the sofa and went on to straddle him.

She took his hands and placed it on her ass before leaning forward and dangerously hovering her lips over his. His eyes landed on her parted wet lips and a smirked form on it as she noticed his action.

"Want... to kiss me?" She asked and he slowly nodded. Ran who's watching all of the things happened got irritated and chug the liquor she bought in.

"Damn! This is a strong fucking motherfucker!" He exclaimed after drinking it.

Kanji paid no mind to him and started kneeding the girl's ass. She softly chuckes before placing her hands on his chest and softly placing a kiss beside his lips making him want more. She's a fucking vixen and as seconds passes Kanji wanted nothing more than to be inside her. His erection made itself clear.

She licked his lips before pushing his head up exposing his neck to her. She placed soft kisses on it making the older man moan in pleasure.

"You like my kisses? Imagine if my lips were on your cock instead." His breath hitches as the thought of having the girl on top of him knelt between his legs and suck his cock, flashes through his mind. The girl then licked his neck up to his lips forcing her saliva on his mouth. She’s so fucking good and Kanji knew he had to have her.

“You’re so fucking hot.” He says making her grin. She gave his lips a peck before going to his ear and gently biting on it.

"You should fact check. I'm neither twelve or thirty."

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"B-boss... we got the girl." Ran's shaky voice echoed to the phone. Mikey was impressed that they've got the girl in less than 7 hours and was planning on raising their salaries.

"Haruchiyo ready the car we're going to her-"

"Boss! Boss! where were you I've been trying to call and search for you for the last seven hours!" Kokonoi burst in panicking. He had been trying to inform them that she knew she's being watched but no one was around. Not even Kakucho or Takeomi who's known to answer calls in a heartbeat, answered their phones.

"Not now Hajime. They've got the girl." Haruchiyo interferes pushing the panicking man aside.

"No! No you don't get it. She-"

"Not now Hajime." Mikey stopped him and proceeded to leave the room with his loyal mad dog.

Frustrated Hajime let out a grunt hating the fact that everyone has been missing and the fact that he failed to inform their boss a valuable information.

"Fuck." He rushed out of the room and tried to search for anyone when someone grabbed his neck and slammed him on the wall.

"What the-"

"Long time no see."

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Arriving at the grape farm along with several armed men Mikey and his loyal dog walked towards the barn.

"Boss, what do you plan on doing the girl?" Haruchiyo asked and Mikey only answered him with silence. The dog knew better than to push the topic so he just walked closely with his king.

Haruchiyo grew suspicious because almost always one of his colleagues greets them but he shrugged it off knowing that it's Ran and Kanji. Two of the most brutal men in Bonten.

Haruchiyo opened the barn's door and they proceed to walk in leaving their guards outside.

"Mochi! Ran!" The dog barks but no one answered.

Suddenly circus song started to blast and disco lights flickered from above making the dog pull out his gun and instintively stood in front of his boss who only looked up to the bright lights.

"Welcome!" A robotic voice echoed as lights points to the other six members of Bonten who are all hanging to the ceiling upside down like some victims from the movie SAW.

Their face are beaten up and they were tied with ropes that barely supported their weights. Blood dripped from their head falling to the hays.

Rindou’s blood fell down and it landed on the mad dogs forehead making him back away bumping to his boss.

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Two days prior to the "event" she burst in Taiju's office disturbing him and the work he needed to finish.

"What do you want?"

"Lunch?"

"Lunch is over-" "Okay, I'm gonna blow up the prime minister-"

"On second thought, let's go eat right now." She smiled and dragged him to his car even though he wanted to eat in his restaurant.

"It's not like you to ask me out on lunch." Taiju says as he took a turn entering the highway.

"I need to discuss some stupid shit I'm about to do in less than forty-eight hours." Taiju sighed. After three years of taking care of her and looking after her like she's his child he knew it's too good to be true.

"So?"

"Bonten, they're planning on kidnapping me."

"WHAT!?" He yells making her jump from her seat.

"I've done all the plans. All you need to do is bring Takeomi Akashi, Kakucho Hitto, Rindou Haitani, Kokonoi Hajime, to the farm we've bought a month ago." Taiju shook his head no.

"We're not doing tha-"

"Or, I can just march in their HQ and start a massacre again."

"You know. I fucking thought I was nuts when I was kid."

"I'm not a kid I'm fucking 19."

"Wait? Don't I still wake you up in the morning? Don't you still refuse to eat real breakfast and insist on eating cereals-"

"Okay! Chill! Goddamn who hurt you?"

Taiju and her talked about her plans inside her favorite pancake shop and though he hated to admit it, her plan was perfect.

"Admit it Tai! You're proud of me right? I mean. I'm smart just like you." Taiju smiled as he took a sip of his coffee. He is indeed proud.

When he took her in, she was already smart but she wasn't interested in studying or anything at all. She had no aspirations or goals. And even though she's capable of creating strategic plans she always resolve into her brute and he changed that.

"Yeah yeah you make me proud." She blushed and wink at him. He's been a better father than hers.

Four hours earlier.

"Newbie bring the drinks to the VIP room!" The head of the club yelled at her and she made sure to remember her name. She scanned her surroundings before pouring the sleeping pills on both of her target’s drink before heading to their room.

They were powerful men and it made them reckless thinking that they're untouchable. Entering the room she knew they were hooked by her and she used that as an advantage.

Between the two men she liked Kanji more because he's taller and looked older and the girl decide to have a little fun with him before she break his heart.

"You should fact check. I'm neither 12 or 30."

Kanji looked at her completely puzzled but soon realized what she meant.

"RAN!" He shouted and pushed her off of him sending her to the wall. His eyes then landed on the sleeping Haitani and he cursed himself for allowing his guard down.

"Wow. That's how you'll treat me?" She mocked him as she stand up. Kanji knew he couldn’t kill her so he simply walked over to her and grabbed her by the neck slamming her small body to the wall but none of his actions faze her.

"You think you're funny?"

"I-I I do. I'm act- actually a comedian!" Even though she was barely breathing she didn't fail to say some shit.

"I was beginning to like you. Was even contemplating of making you my slut-" His visions starts to blurry and his whole body began to numb. His grip on her neck loosens and he stumbled back as his head starts to pound uncontrollably.

"You shouldn't have let me kiss you." He collapsed to the ground and the last thing he saw before he fell unconscious was her drinking something from the necklace she's wearing.

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One by one the executives regain conciousness and could only remember the things that occur leading up to their defeat.

"You all failed me." They heard Mikey's voice and it sent chills down their spines.

Mikey sighed and went on to sit to one of the stacks of hays and clapped three times seemingly impressed by her. He knew she's a strong fighter but he also knew she took out the gang with her sick games. What he didn't know was how good she actually is.

"Sano Manjiro." She came out of the shadows along with Taiju and the mad dog immediately pointed the gun at her but Taiju stood in front of her shielding her with his body.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Fuck you Shiba. We have men outside-"

Taiju chuckled knowing that those men are laying on the ground either with their heads blown out or still choking with their own blood.

"You want to know Doctor Fujita's location? I'll give it to you." Mikey's eyes widen he didn't expect her to know his intention.

"Only if you help me find a person as well."

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— how to woo the acting grand sage 101

wherein you pull out all the stops in an effort to persuade alhaitham on why he should date you, only… he woos you instead?!

CONTAINS : gn!reader, 7.8k wc, fluff, (attempts at) humour, angst if you squint, reader gets ill from overwork in one part, slight spoilers for 3.2 archon quest (brief mentions/recap of end events)

A/N : reader is struggling but they’re trying their best, alhaitham is a (smitten) menace and bad at feelings (kinda); the embodiment of u fall first, he falls harder (i just think we need more energetic/cute readers with haitham TヘT)

It wasn’t anything special. Really. Just you, your first day jitters, and the calm boy beside you in his Haravatat beret; the same one as yours.

Perhaps he’d noticed your flitting eyes, your shifting feet, or your wrung hands that swung gently in front of your robe-clad body because, when your eyes met (and, oh, what pretty eyes he had), he gave you a small nod. Of what? Comfort? Acknowledgement? Salutations?

You couldn’t tell, and you couldn’t ask. By the time you regained your senses he’d already walked off, the blank space beside you feeling strangely empty.

It wasn’t anything special.

But to you, that one, singular moment was all you needed; the comfort it gave was immeasurable, your first day jitters nonexistent.

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𝟏𝟎:𝟑𝟎 𝐏𝐌 — ft. imaushi wakasa

wakasa likes it when you let him lay his head on your lap, and when you play with his hair.

hell, he loves it when you tug the elastic out of his locks and tangle your fingers in the coloured stripes of his hair, because god it feels so good after an entire day of having his hair all up in that tight ass ponytail.

he likes it best when you're both sprawled over your shared bed, muttering to eachother random comments about what happened through out your day, and he can see the crescent moon through the window.

outside, he might be the unphased, powerful and infamous executive of brahman, but once it's all over and he can come home and spend some time with you, that side of him dissolves.

he dissolves, into your hold, melting at your touch like you're the sun coming through the kitchen window and he's the ice cubes you always put in the coffee you drink at the start of your day.

he used to call shinichiro a sap, for constantly complaining about not having someone to coddle and take care of him - but now, he knows there's not a day he can survive without you around to treat him like he's something soft and fragile and sweet, after so long of being impassive, hard and battle-ready.

"there's a bruise here, waka." you gently press at his left shoulder blade. he's laying on his stomach, face pressed to your thigh, eyes shut.

"hm?" he pretends he's half asleep, hoping you won't get up. "oh. yeah, that's nothing. just leave it."

"it's purple, waka." you press, and he feels you moving, trying to ease him off you so you can get up. "let me get some ointment—"

"no, wait." he grabs your wrist and pulls you back - you turn to him, and he lifts himself off the sheets and sits up, hair falling in seams to curtain the sides of his face. pretty.

"what?" you question, and he has to take a moment to gather his thoughts. he blinks at you, long lashes throwing shadows across his face.

"one kiss." he says, and you raise an eyebrow.

"a kiss." he repeats. "gimme a kiss, and then you can go get the ointment."

you roll your eyes at him, then raise your hand as if to flick his forehead - but instead, you lace your fingers around the back of his neck and pull him close, land a peck on his lips.

"thanks." he gives you that half smile of his, lazily affectionate, and lets go of you so you can go get the ointment for him.

he's surprised when you lean back in and touch his forehead with your lips gently, before getting up and walking out of the room, muttering under your breath about kitchen drawers or something - he doesn't catch your words properly, because he's too busy thinking that, damn.

there really isn't going to be a day where he'll make it without you there with him. if shinichiro saw him now, he'd say, hah, you're the real sap.

but wakasa doesn't mind. he wouldn't mind being called anything, if it meant he was with you . . . and on that same note, he wouldn't really mind having shinichiro come round and call him a sap, either.