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Their Property Pt.1

Your brother was the head of a criminal organization who worked together with Bonten. The first moment that Mikey laid his eyes on you, he knew that he had to have you. And he would share you with his loyal executives.

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Pairing: Bonten x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut, mdin 18+

Warnings: Gangbang, fingering, squirting, overstimulation, spitting, degradation, praise, one spank, begging, marking, pet names

Word Count: 1.5k

Part 1 | Part 2

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You don‘t exactly remember how you ended up in this room with japan‘s most feared criminals. One moment ago you were celebrating the partnership between Bonten and your brother‘s organization and now you were in your brother‘s office with eight handsome men.

Normally, your brother tried to keep you out of his business. He knew that his criminal career was dangerous, especially for you. There was a high chance that his rivals tried to kidnap you, or even worse, to get at him. You were his only relative left, his apple of the eye.

Now you where here, sitting nervously on the couch between two men. The other men were spread out in the room. You felt lost without your big brother. No, lost wasn‘t the right term. It was a mix of excitement and fear. You knew what was about to happen, you could see it in their hungry gazes. The way those eight pairs of eyes were laying on your body, eyeing you up and down.

You felt the goosebumps on every part of your body. It wasn’t your first time but you weren’t experienced either. And you certainly haven’t had eight men at the same time. You felt so dirty, especially knowing that your brother wasn‘t far away. He could walk in on you at any time.

You felt a hand grazing your neck, playing with a strand of your hair. You turned your head to look at the person, meeting a set of violet eyes. The eyes of Ran Haitani. The other person sitting next to you was his brother, Rindou. Ran‘s hand roamed to your jaw, pulling your face closer to his. "Jeez Haitani, stop trying to seduce her“, a white haired man spoke. You think his name was Hajime Kokonoi. Your brother was often talking to him on the phone because of business matters.

"Yeah man, your 'gentleman' behaviour annoys me. You are not the only one who wants to touch her“, agreed a slander figure that leaned against a wall. "Shut your mouth and play with your gun or something like that, Sanzu. You don‘t know how to appreciate a woman's body, that's why they distance themselves from you", Ran grinned. "How about you both just shut up, you both are annoying", Rindou added to their little quarrel. He threw his arm around your shoulders and readjusted himself on the couch.

You clenched your thighs involuntary at his motion. More goosebumps prickling up on your skin, cheeks heating up. A quiet moan left your lips, turning their attention back at you. "Well look at that", an other man called out amused, "Is such a small movement making you horny, princess?" You looked up at the man who was sitting on the couch opposite from you. The voice belonged to Akashi Takeomi. Next to him was a man called Kakucho Hitto. He only sat there, observing you, not a single word leaving his mouth.

"He asked you something, little one", Ran drew your attention back to him. "I-", you started but didn’t know how to continue. "Cat‘s got your tongue, huh? Maybe we should try to get the answer out of her", Sanzu called out amused. "I usually don‘t agree with him but I think that‘s a good idea", Rindou grabbed you and pulled you on his thighs. Now you were sitting on his lap, your back pressed against him, facing the others in the room.

You felt his growing erection under you, erratic breaths leaving your mouth. Rindou pulled your dress slowly up, exposing more and more of your skin until your whole lower half was revealed to their starving eyes. "I think I should try her first", Kokonoi stood up and came to a halt in front of you. He kneeled down, hooked his fingers under your lacy panties and slowly but surely pulled them down your legs.

"Hold her legs apart for me, Rindou." Just as Kokonoi told him, Rindou took a hold of your thighs and pulled them apart, exposing your already glistening wet cunt to everyone in this room. You grabbed his arms to stop him even though you knew that it was hopeless. "Look at that pretty pussy", the kneeling man commented while dragging a finger through your wet folds. "A-Ah!", you moaned out loud.

"Fuck, those sweet noises", Ran watched in awe, feeling his own cock twitch in his pants. Kokonoi slowly pushed a finger inside of your needy cunt. You threw your head back, now laying on Rindou‘s shoulder. Tiny whimpers leaving your mouth. "Her pussy is sucking my finger in, what a greedy fucking whore", your insides clenched around Kokonoi‘s finger at those words. "Fucking slut, clenching around my finger because of my degrading words", he spanked your thigh. You heard Rindou chuckling behind you, just like the rest of them.

"Add another finger, Koko", said a bearded man. "Will do, Mochi", the white haired answered to his demand. Ah, right Mochizuku Kanji was his name. That was the first thing that left his mouth for that evening, signing your fall with them. As Mochi commanded, Koko pushed a second finger in, rocking them slowly inside of you. Your little mewls grew to moans, making you cover up your mouth with your hand from embarrassment.

Sanzu wasn‘t fond of this. He pushed himself away from the wall and moved towards you. "Ah-Ah-Ah", he singsonged, "who allowed you to hide your moans?“ You slowly let your hand fall back on Rindou‘s arm, staring at Sanzu with scared doe eyes. He grabbed your face with one hand, squishing your cheeks together in this process.

„Open“, Sanzu ordered. You furrowed your brows in confusion. "First you refuse to answer questions, now you refuse to follow orders. You are really asking for a punishment, huh? Open your mouth. Now. Won‘t ask you again." His grip on your face got harder and so you opened your mouth, only for him to spit in it.

Again your insides clenched around Kokonoi‘s fingers, making him chuckle and pump his fingers in and out of you much faster. "And now swallow", was Sanzu‘s next command, which you did. "Aaah~ What a good girl she is", Ran praised you, starting to kiss your neck.

Koko hit a special spot inside of you, making you moan out loud. Your head started to spin. The motion of Kokonoi’s fingers inside of you, Sanzu who was still holding onto your face, Rindou‘s tight grip onto your thighs and now Ran who kissed and sucked onto your neck, leaving marks behind. All this stimulation made you forget the others who were watching this show. You even forgot that your dear 'nii-san' could walk in any minute, especially if you didn‘t keep quiet.

The feeling of an orgasm started to build up, a tight knot inside of you that was about to snap. You turned your head away from Sanzu’s grip. Tears pricked up in your eyes as your high came near. "C-Cuming!", you announced without realising your whiny voice, almost sounding like a desperate bitch in heat. "Aww she‘s about to come. Should we let her?", Koko asked the other men in the room.

You weren‘t able to hear what they said. Too fucked out and desperate to fall off of that edge. "Please! P-Please let me cum, I-I‘m begging you", left your mouth as if it wasn‘t yours. "Since she begged so nice, I think you should let her come", said Akashi who was laying back on the second couch, palming his erection through his pants.

Ran slowly grazed your body downwards, his ring being a cold contrast to his warm hand. He placed his fingers on your clit, rubbing it to get you faster to your high. Koko‘s pumping increased. Your body tried to escape the immense stimulation but it was hopless, Rindou held you in place as your high crashed down on you.

You came. You came really hard, squirting your juices against Kokonoi’s hand in the process of your orgasm. Eyes turning in the back of your skull while silent screams left your mouth. You tried to push away their hands but they wouldn‘t budge.

They kept on their motions, overstimulating you just to see you squirt some more. You thrashed and wriggled around in Rindou‘s lap, making him groan out loud because of the friction against his almost painful strained cock.

With a violent jerk, you freed yourself from their assault. You slipped onto the floor, your ass landing in your own juices but you didn’t care. Your mind was blank only your body was working. It shaked and quivered, short and uneven breaths were leaving your mouth.

They all just watched you coming down from your brutal orgasm, proud that they destroyed your poor body within the first orgasm. But oh, you poor, poor thing, that wasn‘t the last one that they drew out of you for this evening.

Ran: *Looks over Rin's phone* Rinnyyyyy watcha starin' at?

Rindou: Nunya?

Ran: What the hell is-

Rindou: NUN YA DAMN BUSINESS, BITCH!

Sanzu: *starts laughing hysterically in the background*

Takeomi: I didn't know we worked with children...

Kokonoi: *Internally cringes* I want my brain cells back

Kakucho: *sighs while giving a disappointed dad look*

Mochizuki: *lowkey thought it was funny* Get back to work!

Mikey: I thought it was a country.

Day 1 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Ran: I'm just saying that you can't be sure you didn't steal my weed stash.

Sanzu: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me!

Ran: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.

Sanzu: I would remember!

Ran: Well how could you if it just erased your memory?

Sanzu: That's not how it works.

Ran: How do you know how it works?

Sanzu: Alright, knock it off! I'M interviewing YOU!

Ran: No, you said that I would be conducting the interview when I walked in here, now *dramatically slams his hands down on the table* exactly how much pot did you smoke?

Day 2 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Sanzu: So, what did the doctor say?

Mikey: The doctor said if I can't find a new way to relate more positively to my surroundings, I'm going to die.

Sanzu: *ready to hug mikey*

Mikey: Touch me and I'll shoot you right here.

Day 3 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Kakucho: We are going to practice ABC, which stands for Airway Breathing Circulation.

Kokonoi: *Raises hand*

Kakucho: *sighs* yes?

Kokonoi: Okay well, see, that can be a little confusing because in sales, ABC means Always Be Closing.

Sanzu: You know, since I'm number 2, I think I should be teaching this health course.

Kokonoi: Sanzu, until your druggie ass can understand the definition of "health" I suggest you, respectfully, shut the fuck up.

Sanzu: *Sliding out his katana*

Kakucho: ENOUGH!

Day 4 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Rindou: What is that? *points at birthday banner*

Rindou: *Reading out loud* "It is your birthday. period."?

Sanzu: I'm just stating a fact

Rindou: Can you at least put an exclamation point?

Sanzu: This is more professional.

Rindou:...

Sanzu: What? It's not like Ran discovered a cure for cancer or anything!

Day 5 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Rindou:*Puts on his glasses as he does paperwork*

Sanzu: Hey Rindou, here's the report- *gasps* Oh my god...

Rindou: ...What?

Sanzu: Oh my god-what the hell is that on your face?

*Rindou confused as hell*: What's on my face???

Sanzu: Are you wearing a disguise or something?? You look awful!

Rindou:...

Rindou: Sanzu wtf, I'm literally just trying to see.

Day 6 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Ran *shakes hands with child y/n*: Wow, you're so strong y/n! You're breakin' my hand!

Sanzu: *scoffs* There's no way she can be hurting you.

Ran: I- well she's got a firm grip.

Sanzu: Little girl. Come here.

*y/n face-to-face with Sanzu*

Sanzu: Shake my hand.

Y/N:...

Sanzu: C'mon kid I don't got all day.

Y/N: *gently squeezes Sanzu's hand*

Sanzu: Is that it?

Y/N:...

Sanzu: *turns to Ran* You're so fucking weak.

Takeomi and Kakucho: LANGUAGE!

Day 7 of writing Bonten men in "The Office" Scenarios

Kokonoi: *Shouting* I. DECLARE. BANKRUPTCY!

Ran and Sanzu: Says who?

Kokonoi: Says, your weekly paychecks.

forget-me-nots

Based on request here

Genre: Angst, Angst and no comfort

Bonten Sanzu x Traitor!Reader

Warnings: Mentions/suggestions of drugs, mentions/suggestions of usage of drugs, suggestions/mentions of death, mentions/suggestions of blood, injury, cursing, trauma, scars, reader dies, torture, weapons, angst

Sanzu sighs, walking over to your quivering form on the bloody floor of your apartment. How pathetic. “Now Doll~” he hums, crouching to meet you at your eye-level, bloody katana in hand, “you know the rules. So there’s no point in cryin’ now.'' 

True. You did know. You knew what would happen the moment you even thought about betraying Bonten. About betraying Mikey, and the consequences that would follow after doing so.

Slowly, the tip of the blade grazes your arms, now burning and stinging. The pungent odor of copper and flesh fills your once, comforting home, a smell that was absolutely intoxicating to the crazed man in front of you. You were too weak to try to fight back anymore. Your body was growing numb and losing feeling. Everything around you was slowly becoming nothing but a blur and it was getting harder to stay awake for much longer. 

“S-sanzu,” you whimper, “please,” you hiccup, “I didn’t have a choice…they were gonna hurt you,” you whimpered, fresh drops of salty tears running down your cracked face and into your bleeding cuts. 

He scoffs, “You idiot. You still don’t get it?” 

His once amused and bright, blue eyes instantly turn as cold as ice as he casts a contorted look of disgust and disappointment, “It doesn’t matter what happens to me…or to anyone else. All that matters is the king. I thought I had made that clear to you when you first started working for me.” he sighs, pushing off his knees to stand on his feet. 

“That’s right…,” you murmur to yourself, slumping against the floor as you give in to the fatigue washing over you, “I did break the rules, I betrayed Mikey, I put the whole organization at risk and that makes me a liability. But, for the most part, it was certainly worth my life.”

Your eyes were void of its usual glint of life and your body grew completely numb and cold. You rest your head against the hardened wall, now staring up at the last person’s face you’ll ever see. “I’m glad that I met you, you know.” 

Sanzu quirks a brow, “You're on the verge of dying and yet you have the nerve to say you were glad to have met me? I’m gonna kill you soon.”

You chuckle, shaking your head, “I’d rather it be you than anyone else.” 

Despite his cold words and his familiar unreadable poker face, you could tell that something was holding him back from killing you. Or maybe you were just hoping he’d take pity on you. Either way, you were content with what was to come.

You turned your head to watch the pendulum of the wooden clock stored in the small corner of your apartment. You close your eyes, honing in the sound of the miniscule tics counting down the last few moments of your life. 

Dying with regrets was way worse than dying itself.

The grim sound of midnight struck, and finally, it was time. You slightly peek an eye out, fluttering your half-lidded eyes as you watch Sanzu put on his black leather gloves. 

“Any last words?” His voice was unusually soft, almost calm. It was as if he was getting ready to say goodbye. 

You grinned, “That’s awfully generous of you.” 

“Don’t make me change my mind.”

Your boss was never one to go back on his word. Even if he was about to kill someone. He was honest, and surprisingly, quite fair. 

You couldn’t help but feel pity for him. How lonely he must be.

“Please take better care of yourself in the future and remember to water the flowers,” you smiled up at him one last time, “and if you ever want to talk…just remember I’m always here.”

And that was all.

The little twisted voice laughed and shouted in his head, mocking I told you so! 

 He knew it was going to happen eventually. He always knew that at some point, he’d be forced to end your life, just like the rest of the traitors murdered by his hand.

High or not, Sanzu could sniff a rat a mile away. That’s what he was good at. What he was trained to do. What he was made for. And, like all the other poor souls that thought they could get away with such treachery, you had met your gruesome demise by his hands. But, despite your actions, he still held a sincerity towards you, even after he had murdered you. Sanzu sighs, throwing his head back against the leather headrest of his office chair. 

It’s been a day since your death. Most of the executives of Bonten knew what had happened, but didn’t care much, seeing how Sanzu had gone through more than just a few of his assistants. Everyone just went about their day as usual. Business was business. 

Yet, the pink-haired man seemed more distant than usual, which wasn’t missed by his boss.

“Sanzu pay attention.” Mikey’s hardened voice warned. 

No matter what he did, his mind was constantly occupied by you.

The things you would do on a normal day, the conversations he had with you on break, even the small things about you, he remembers it all.

And it was fucking bugging him.

 His head was pounding at the thought of you. The dead traitor he justifiably murdered in order to preserve the existence of Bonten.

He runs his hands down his face, scooting up to his desk to finish the rest of the paperwork he needed to finish. Picking up some papers, he squints to read some of the fine prints, only to slam them back down on the dark wooden surface. 

What the fuck is wrong with me?

He glances at the left side of his workspace, studying the small flower pot of tiny blue and yellow flowers. 

“Don’t forget to water the flowers.” 

That’s right. You had given him those flowers not too long ago. You were so happy when you did, as if you had poured your heart into the gift itself.

He stares at it, as if it were you staring right back at him with that same bright smile of yours. 

Sanzu’s fists were balled up until his knuckles showed white, his jaw locked as he glared at the pot. He gets up, grabbing the flowers and chucking them across his office. 

I need to forget. 

He seats himself back in his chair before hastily digging for the drugs he had kept stored in his office drawer. His hands were shaking before even sniffing the damn stuff. 

Why was he shaking? He didn’t know. All he wanted was to forget everything. Forget what he did. Forget you.

He’s quick to dump the powdery contents on his desk, not caring about wasting it. Separating a good amount into four thin lines, he quickly inhales each line, one by one, ignoring the burning fumes of his nose as he finishes most of the contents. 

Soon, the familiar rush of adrenaline and the blurriness of his surroundings are present to his now disoriented senses. His mind was groggy, his heartbeat drumming in his ears as he slowly fell unconscious, succumbing to the peaceful darkness of his clouded mind. 

I need to forget. 

Leaning back into his chair, he relaxes, letting all the tension melt away as his eyes flutter shut, letting the drugs take effect, letting his mind wander back to the past. The past with you, that is.

The first day you had been assigned to him, he thought he’d be through with you in less than a week. But, boy, was he wrong. You were different from the rest of the female workers in Bonten. You didn’t care for money, or fame, or power. Hell, you didn’t even care for sex nor spending time with the other Bonten members. 

But, the one thing you did care about was him. 

Every morning you would bring Sanzu his usual bitter hazelnut brewed cup of coffee while greeting him with a sickly sweet smile, and in turn, he would return it with the edges of his diamond shaped scarred lips upturned into a small toothy grin followed by his cheesy earl morning greeting, “mornin’ doll~”. It took him a while to warm up to, but you certainly grew on him. Just a bit.

What was more puzzling to him, was your caring and kind nature towards him, despite the knowledge of what he did and the things he’s done.

Whenever he was high out of his mind and curled up on his office chair, you’d always be there to watch over him and do any remaining reports he had long forgotten after seeking solace in the various substances he would carry around in his suit pockets. 

Or when he would argue with the Haitani brothers, you’d always take his side, even if he was wrong or just spouting nonsense. Deep down, Sanzu could tell that you had a knack for reading people. For reading him. After all, you were around him most of the time, especially when he would mumble random shit when he was high and asleep. 

When he was hurt after coming back from his usual hazardous missions, you were always waiting for him in his office late at night with a first aid kit in hand to patch him up. 

When he spent his restless nights drinking his soul away in an old bar, you would sit with him until he passed out cold so you could take him back to your place to sober up. 

It was almost ironic how both of you acted so similar, yet so different. It was like you had your own sixth sense that was built into you just so you could take care of the troubled man you’d grown to be fond of. Just like how he had his own to protect Mikey at all costs.

“Why the hell are you around me all the damn time? I don’t pay you to be my caretaker.” he huffs, glaring at you from across from him as you stitch up a cut he had earned not too long ago. 

You giggled at his usual gruff behavior, “I thought it was obvious haru,” you grin, the nickname music to the wounded man’s ears as he fights back a smile, forcing out a frown of displeasure. 

“I wouldn’t be asking if I knew. And quite calling me that. It’s ‘boss’ to you.” you smiled.

“All right, I’m done!” getting up, you place the medical kit back to where it belongs in the office.

Sanzu groans as he gets up, his body aching all over. Rolling his neck, he turns around, meeting your bright e/c shining eyes.

He narrows his eyes, “What?”

You hummed, “I have something for you.”

“And?” he asks, folding his arms.

You grinned, presenting a small brown garden pot, with small, bright blue flowers. You walk towards the tall man, gently taking his hands one by one to hold the pot. “They’re called ‘forget-me-nots’. I heard they bring luck and protection, so I thought I would stop by the flower shop to buy you some.”

He nods absentmindedly, “You certainly did your homework on a bunch of useless plants.” 

Your smile slowly faded, dejected at his words. 

“But you’ve missed a couple things.”

You pipe up at his sudden interest, eyes blinking owlishly, “I…did?”

He hums, holding the pot higher to get a better look at the flowers, “It isn’t just a symbol for protection and luck, it also symbolizes true love. The plant has a story of origin, you know.”

Sanzu waltzes over to his desk, gently placing the pot on the corner of his desk and leaning against the opposite side of it.

 “The origin of these flowers were based in Germany. The whole name itself was German. The fable behind them starts off  with a couple walking near the Danube River and they had came across these bright blue flowers. The man goes to get the flowers for the woman, but in doing so, the flowers were dropped and swept away by the river and in the end tells her that he should never forget him, which is how the flowers got the name ‘forget-me-nots.’ ”

He smirks at your shocked and slightly flushed expression. “I see…then, perhaps I made the wrong choice in flowers?”

“Not at all. I think it conveys quite a message.”  he muses. His gaze continues to hold your own. 

“I don’t suppose you happen to try to express more than just concern for my safety?” he asked.

You cleared your throat. “As a matter of fact, you're right.” 

“And?”

You sigh, cheeks growing warmer as you look to the ground. “I love you Sanzu.” 

He already knew that, but he just wanted to hear you say it. He hums pushing off the desk, walking over to where you stood. He brings a hand to tilt your head up to meet his gaze, “That’s quite the statement doll.” He leans over, lips hovering over your own, “Do you wanna know why I keep you around?” 

“Why?”

He grins, “It’s cuz’ I love you too.” 

Sanzu’s eyes are blown wide, his grip tightening on his chair as he gasps for hair. He was covered in cold sweat. His hair was disheveled, and his hands were trembling. 

Why can’t I forget? 

He knew why. God he wished he didn’t, but he knew.

It’s because, for the first time in his life, he had truly loved someone who loved him back, and because of him he wouldn’t be able to take your love back anymore. He wouldn’t be able to take back what he did.

 “Sanzu?” you whispered, your honied voice catching the attention of the pink-haired man.

“What is it?” he sighs, not paying you any attention as he squints to read what was on the packet of documents he was looking over.

You smiled, “Don’t forget me.” 

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “What?” 

“I promise to never forget you, so promise me the same, ok?” 

He looked up, staring for a brief moment in bewilderment, before pulling over his cold exterior.

“You mind if I talk with you later doll? Kinda busy right now,” he says gruffly, turning back to the documents scattered across his desk. You chuckled, bowing before exiting his office. 

Glancing back to the pot of flowers on his desk, he says “I promise, I’ll never forget you.”

GOD UR MOODBOARDS ARE JUST SO AESTHETICALLY PLEASING HSGWGEHHE. I saw the tr one so, if u don't mind, can u do a sanzu bonten version, plz?? Thank u sm in advanced, hope u have a great day🫶🫶🤍🎀

Dating Bonten Sanzu Haruchiyo <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : you can also find sanzu b4 bonten here! also,,, sanzu bonten, sanzu bonten, sanzu bonten-

Need this so bad I'm crying 😭😭😭

being bontens prized possession means sitting in their lap during in a meeting while the remote to the vibrator in your cunt gets passed around. better try to be quiet if you don't want to be punished.

AHHHHHHH YES YES YES FINALLY. I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED FOR THIS.. (even though I'm mostly only hyped for Mikey 🤭)

Do you plan too do poly!bonten at some point?

Abso-fucking-lutely, I've recently been having bad poly!bonten brainrot, like, it's real bad 🤭 after my inbox is open feel free too flood it with bonten thirst or requests lol (I'm most likely not gonna write for Mochi though... I'm not sure, the other seven are fine though.)

𝓖𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓸𝓸

Manjiro Sano- It would be really hard too get the tattoo, muchless surprise him with it. Especially when you're always, either with him or under constant surveillance and one of those people that have eyes on you 24/7 is Sanzu, Mikeys loyal dog. So, there's no way, you're going anywhere and Sanzu or at least one of his executives not know about it. But, if you do manage too slip away unnoticed, you have very little time too get that tattoo, before Mikey tears all of Japan apart looking for you. It'd be best too get the tattoo somewhere it's not's not immediately noticeable, like on the back of your neck, like Mikey has, or in between your breasts. When you do decide too show Mikey though, he'd stare at you for a few seconds, then look at the tattoo and repeat, doing that for a good couple minutes before grabbing you and bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you, keeping his eyes looked on the tattoo as he cums in you. You now belong to Manjiro Sano for life, you can never leave him, the proof is forever inked on your body. Sanzu Haruchiyo- He was actually the one too propose the idea of you getting the tattoo, stating that your love for him should be evidential, should be permanent. There's no going alone or in secret, he's with you constantly and if he can't be, he has cameras and eyes on you constantly, maybe even a little tracking device implant in your neck, but you'll never know that. He'd want you too get the tattoo either on your inner thigh or on your lower back, right above you ass. He'd be the one too find the tattoo artist, which, will 100% be a woman, he refuses too let a man see you like that, muchless touch you, he doesn't care if it's strictly professional, it's not happening, he might even do the tattoo himself honestly. After you get that tattoo, he expects that place too be exposed constantly, if it's on your lower back, you better become very familiar with low-rise pants or if it's on your inner thigh, you're wearing short skirts or shorts forever. He dares someone too look at you, he doesn't mind ruining his clean suit for you, his little angel. Kakucho Hitto- He, in all honestly, would not like it, at all. He doesn't want you involved in any of his work, in anyway. He doesn't even like that the other executives know about you. He knows what having that tattoo means, he signed up for that, but you? You're his perfect little angel, his sweet girl, you don't belong anywhere near a gun or have your ears tainted with the stories of what he's done, especially if you've seen something, you're too good for the life he leads, he wants you away from it as much as possible. So, for you too get that inked on your body, it terrifies him. You can immediately tell how he feels when you show him because his eyes go empty, like he just lost something of great importance. He pleaded with you for minutes too stop joking, please tell him you didn't, please tell him it's fake. When you shake your head no, to all of his worried questions, his voice breaks as he drags you into the bathroom, attempting too rub it off with a rag 'till your skin is raw. Takeomi Akashi- Doesn't keep as much surveillance on you as the others, so it'd be relatively easy too surprise him with the tattoo. Doesn't really care if you get it or not but he would think it's sexy too see it on you in any scenario, sex, housework, cooking, doesn't matter he's staring at it with a smirk. Would want you too get it someone very noticeable, like your chest or on your shoulder, it's easy too just slide your shirt down and stare at it, running his thumb over it as he leaves kisses along the outline of the ink. Likes that you'll forever have proof that you belong to him, it's a warning for everyone too stay the fuck away from you, I will say however, the tattoo and the area around it, are constantly covered in hickies, so much so, that sometimes you can barley see the tattoo.

Ran Haitani- Also another one too propose the idea, jokingly at first, but he grows very excited, in more ways then one, when you agree to the idea. He takes you too get it done, telling you where you should get it, which place would look best. He'd want you too get it on the front of your neck or just under your tits. Doesn't matter where you get it though because that's automatically his new favorite place too cum. He'd always have you in positions where he can see the tattoo, it genuinely makes him cum quicker. With the permanency that you belong to him, gets him hard in seconds, the following week after you get the tattoo, he's constantly having sex with you. Fucking you anywhere and everywhere he can get you, he doesn't care who's around, if he can get a quickie in while he stares at the tattoo, he absolutely will, shamelessly at that. Rindou Haitani- He wouldn't mind if you got the tattoo, wouldn't verbally tell you too get it but he wouldn't be mad if you did it. Especially if you got the tattoo on the front of your neck, like his, but because his brother also has the tattoo, he'd want you too get his name under the tattoo. He wouldn't mind if you just ditched the tattoo idea and just got his name. Thinks it'd be sexy if you got on your hip, especially while you were wearing low-rise shorts, he's have his hands on your hips more then usual, and that's saying something. Where ever you get it though, much like his brother, whenever he sees it, he gets hard rather quickly, eagerly pulling you with him towards a barley private room so he can jerk his dick while eyeing your tattoo. He, and Ran, are also big braggers and would be so cocky about, how much you love him. Kokonoi Hajime- Thinks it's cute that you wanna get the tattoo and play gangster, he knew you wanted too get it when he caught you, multiple times, eyeing his own tattoo. He also has complete access to your search history and call log, so when he found you calling multiple tattoo shops, he knew. He'd let you get the tattoo but he'd want it too be non-permanent, drawing it on you with marker but if you wanted a more.. permanent end-game, he'd take you too get it. He has more then enough money too get it lasered off for you. He'd want you too get it somewhere that it could be easily covered with clothes. Like your thigh or high up on your arm, stating that he didn't need other people too know, he is the only one allowed too see it. He does buy you the best creams and lotions, helping you take care of the tattoo, making sure it doesn't get infected. Kanji Mochizuki- Also another that wouldn't want you too get it, but he's not as reluctant as Kakucho, simply because he sees it in a different light. What Kakucho sees as a magnet for danger, Mochi sees it as a warning to others that you are not meant too be messed with. Would take you too get the tattoo but he'd need some convincing, valid convincing. He'd want you too get it under your collar bone or on your rib cage, somewhere it can be covered but easily accessible to him and for him, only for him. He's got a few pictures of you in his phone, in very compromising positions, with the tattoo being on full display, that's what he uses too get off too when he's away.

Sanzu, Ran and Rindou would definitely say some shit like this 🙄😮‍💨

If any of the bonten members had to go to court

Hii! I'm new to your account but so far, I love it! I'm sorry for bothering you but, if you haven't already done it, stalker Sanzu. Like he fell in love with a deaf reader and being too obsessed, he decided to stalk her. At first he wasn't making it obvious but then he started breaking in her house, stealing her things (panties for example) and etc? Thank you in advance!

I so badly wanna write a fic about this, based on the movie HUSH.

TW- Stalking, creepy behavior, breaking in and entering, noncon picture taking and bugging of a private living space.

-He can quickly become hyper-fixated with the smallest things, the most meaningless things about a person and he quickly starts too follow you around, especially when he finds out when you're deaf.

-He's quick too find out where you live, it's quite easy for him, being in Bonten and all that. He has fun with the chase though. As he stands outside your window, watching you do your daily tasks as your none the wiser. He knocks on your window, just too make sure you really are deaf and when you don't respond, not even the tiniest twitch of body, he grows the sickest grin on his face.

-He breaks in quite easily, you're so silly, keeping your door unlocked, do you know what kind of monster lurk just around the corner.. well, you're about too find out princess.

-When he does sneak into your house, he'll just sit on your bed and watch you. He watches you sleep as he plays with your hair even going as far as too cut off a lock and take it with him, something he uses when he's alone at night. He steals a lot of your things, your panties being his favorite, he doesn't even try too make it look non suspicious. You belong to him, meaning your things do too.

-He has camera set in your bedroom while your away doing whatever it is you do. He bugs your house with wire taps, video camera and sound recorders. Whenever he's not busy though, he just sits at your desk and watches you. Stroking his cock as he watches you play with your pretty cunt in the dark of night, in the "safety" of your own bedroom.

-He takes so many pictures of you while you're out, using the best damn camera that money can go. He hangs them up on his wall, keeping his own little shrine of you, in not only his private room but as well as his office. He doesn't even try too hide his sick obsession, everyone knows about it and he gives zero fucks, he's proud of it actually.

-He makes this all psychological for you, before he pounces. He starts moving your clothes around, putting your things in different rooms, and at first you blow it off, thinking you were going crazy, but then you start finding muddy shoe tracks in your house by your front door, but again, you blow it off as you forgetting too take off your shoes, it did rain the day before, after all.

-When he does finally pounce though, it's quick and planned out, he calculated in the whole thing, not letting there be an ounce of space of mistake for there too be made. He's so quick with it as well, you don't even know what's happening, and when he has you, he's never letting you go, so you can forget all about escaping.

Hellooo, may I ask for how Tokyo revengers guys would be with a Bimbo reader??? :)

you sure can :)

Ken Ryuguji-

He's so sweet to you, he gets things are hard for you too understand. So, he'll never tease you about anything, always helping you with whatever you need. He takes his time with you, going step-by-step with the things you don't understand. Now, he does get a little irritated with you, but he never yells or gets visibly irritated with you. Always telling you too take a break, so that he can calm down, but he is very encouraging with you, praising you for the things you do get right, rewarding all your correct questions. You want a kiss baby? You'll have too figure out how too tie your own shoes. I genuinely don't think Ken minds this though, with him being around Mikey for long and having too do a lot for him, he's frown too take on a more caring role for you. Always taking care of you, cooking you food, tying your shoes, brushing your hair, footing you bills, anything you need just ask him and he'll take care of it, but he does want you too learn at least some sort of independence.

Keisuke Baji-

He's a mix of nice and mean about it. He understands not being smart in certain... aspects, but he'll still make fun of you for it. When you do get genuinely upset about it, your nose all leaky and red. He'll pull you to his chest and kiss your head, apologising, stating that he was joking and that he didn't know it would make you cry. He's soft most of the time after that, rubbing his thumbs over your swollen, sticky cheeks as he presses soft kisses on your lips. While he does tone the teasing comments down a bit, he's the only one that can tease you. He will- and has, gotten pissed when people tease you, whether it be in a playful way or not, it doesn't matter. He had gotten into a fight with a guy that thought it would be funny too call you stupid when you couldn't figure out a simple question. He had beaten the man so bad, that he has too be rushed to the ER before he took you out and got you ice cream.

Sanzu Haruchiyo-

This sick fuck loves you a bimbo, he loves it more then anything. You're so stupid, so willing too do anything he asks, whenever he asks. He fully uses this to his advantage, through and through. His innocent little princess is so stupid, huh? All he has too do is say jump and you do, you don't even ask how high, you just do. He's constantly so mean to you, making you cry, even though you cry over the smallest things possible, he still makes the comments stick and hurt. He's so manipulative, whenever he wants too fuck you and you're just.. not in the mood, he plays the "if you loved me, you would" card, and it works, every single time, without fail. Whenever he feels like you're not sucking his cock good enough, he'll take things into his own hands and he'll shove your head down his cock, making you choke on it, before he laughs in your face, as you cough up his pre and there's fat, salty tears dripping down your cheeks.

Out of all the tr boys that you write for, which ones do you think have a nylon/stockings fetish?

Bonten!Mikey and Manila!Mikey really like nylon stockings, they both find them very sexy and there's an erotic appeal to them, also Manila!Mikey simply just likes too rip them open... and fishnets. Hanma also quite likes them, he finds them too be very sexy and again, he also likes too rip them, Ran too now that I'm thinking about it. You'll have too consistently buy new pairs with Manila!Mikey, Ran and Hanma around. Shinichiro, Hakkai and Chifuyu though, they're very careful when they take them off of you and they're very precise, it's also one of the easiest ways too get them all shy and soft. Sanzu only likes the lace/fishnet ones though, he likes running his nails over them and using his teeth too rip them open. Kokonoi likes how classy they look on you and of them.

I'm jealous ngl 😭😭

I was bold enough guys.😭😭 The Starbucks worker was so confused.😭