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The Delinquent Next Door - Part 4: It’s A Date!

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: With your world turning upside down, you begin to slowly connect the dots of who your neighbor really is. It seems that no matter where you are or what situation you’re in, it all relates back to Hanma Shuji. Things are moving a bit too fast for you...so, how will you manage?

Pairing: Hanma Shuji x Neighbor! Reader

Warnings: Cursing, mentions of violence/violent behavior, slight trauma mentions/suggestions

A/N: *gasp* THANK YOU SO MUCH! 😭  Honestly, I was about to abandon the whole thing, but since I've been getting a lot of questions about it, I'll be posting the rest of it every week or so. This part was kinda short, so I apologize in advance. Enjoy!

Part 1      Part 2      Part 3     Part 4  

Two days have passed since your near death experience with Hanma. 

Guess you could basically check off almost being murdered off your bucket list.

What a wonderful world we live in. 

After the experience of the unsavory adventure, you began to contemplate the events of that night, while trying to piece together the…interesting background of your neighbor. 

His infamous reputation as the most feared gangster in Kabukicho was very odd, seeing as how a normal individual, such as yourself, wouldn’t have a clue about him, yet those small fry gangsters knew him like he was some historical figure out of a history book. 

I mean, since when do gangsters do homework on other gangsters? Maybe there’s some sort of class specifically for delinquents or something?

You shook your head. 

This is crazy.

To be honest, you had to give him some credit.  Despite the ridiculous and underlying comical nickname as a “Grim Reaper,'' you understood why people–delinquents–feared him so much.

That night when witnessing the fight between him and those thugs was something you certainly would never forget. Not because of the shock or the adrenaline pumping through your body due to the obvious danger that was present in the situation but because of the fact that Hanma, at the time, wasn’t the same person you met. Or, in your eyes, wasn’t just the average asshole next door neighbor that you had bumped into. 

That night, you saw a completely different side of him aside from his crude and playfully cocky behavior. 

He wasn’t the idiot you saw trying to bulldoze his door because he was lazy. No, he was a guy who would have beaten the crap out of anyone that looked at him wrong without hesitation and a really, really, really scary delinquent. 

Certainly someone you wouldn’t want to piss off. At least, not too much. 

Just gathering that much pretty much made it clear that Hanma wasn’t exactly normal.

As a matter of fact, it’s almost impossible to consider him ‘normal’ after witnessing how he basically took life as a joke with little to no care for his own safety and well-being. Which makes him ten times as weird as you thought he was.

What kind of neighbor knows how to beat the literal shit out of people? No–what kind of person takes pleasure in violence? 

None of which you or anyone else knew, that’s for sure.

Nonetheless it seems that everywhere you go, trouble follows behind you, and so does Hanma Shuji. 

I should move….and get out of the neighborhood while I’m still in one piece.

“Hey…”

But that wouldn’t really benefit me much. It was hard enough finding somewhere cheap to live.

“y/n!”

You snap out of your thoughts, turning your full attention towards your concerned best friend.

She frowns. “Are you alright? Are you still in shock from what happened?”

You blink owlishly, waiting for her words to process.

Oh right, she still feels guilty.

You glare at her, landing a gentle smack to her shoulder, “How many times do I have to tell you that I’m fine! Quit beating yourself up already”

She frowns,“How can I not blame myself after you almost got hurt? All because of a stupid date!” she pouts, eyes watery as she takes your hand into her own, squeezing gently.

 “You’ve been so distant lately, and you’ve been on edge ever since that night,” she mumbles, once again squeezing your hand apologetically, “how can I not worry about you…” 

Ok, sure, it kinda was her fault. 

No, wait, scratch that–it definitely was her fault. But, hey, it could have been worse. If it weren’t for your crazy neighbor, you would’ve ended up in a body bag, yet here you are now, alive and breathing, and still working minimum wage at a run-down diner for a living.

“You say that as if I’m dead already,” you deadpan, rolling your eyes as you turn back to the register you were posted at, “and besides, as far as I’m concerned I’m still sucking air for the most part, so you shouldn’t be so worried. I’m fine.”

Bzzz!

Great timing universe!

Quickly fishing out your phone from your jeans pocket, you quickly glance at the new notification on your screen.

Jerk-Face Reaper: Meet me on the roof at 11 P.M.

Gee, my day was great, thanks for asking!

You: Why? 

He doesn’t respond, only having read the message as indicated underneath your text.

You huff, slightly gripping your phone as you curse him through the tiny device.

You: I’m not gonna come if you don’t tell me why. I have to study for exams tonight, so I don’t have time for you rn. 

“Who’s that? Is he a friend?” f/n asked, now leaning over your shoulder while scanning over your recent messages.

“I’m still trying to figure that out.” you sigh, placing your phone down on the counter.

She raises a brow. “Hmmm, why is he asking you out?”

Warmth creeps at the back of your neck. “He never said anything about a date!” you blurt out, clearing your throat as you set your phone down as you try to busy yourself at the empty register.

“Besides, we don’t know each other like that.”

She shrugs, “Maybe he wants to get to know you.”

Trust me, it’s the other way around. And not in the romantic perspective either.

“And what’s with the weird contact name? Something face reaper? Sounds like something straight out of a comic book.”

What is this? An interrogation?

Intentional or not, those were some damn good questions, none of which you wanted to answer. 

Bzzz!

You snatch your phone from the countertop, looking over to see your best friend caught up in a conversation with the cook.

Jerk-Face Reaper: Just come. 

You: …

You: You can reach me at my apartment, I’ll be studying. Goodbye :)

Jerk-Face Reaper: …

Jerk-Face Reaper: …Please?

You grinned.

You: Aww, such a sweetheart! I’ll take it. See you at 11!

“Aw, so it is a date!” f/n coos from behind you.

So she’s just spawning out of thin air now?!

“I-its not! I swear!” you groaned, hiding your face in your arms.

I hate it here.

Hi! Hope you doing great ^^

Can i request for bonten's reaction when they have gen z! Reader as a hostage. Maybe the reader is a assurance for their shit head father who have a lot of debt with bonten. But the reader being the gen z they are supprising bonten with their personality! You can make it into headcanons or scenario, or whatever you want it to be. Its a crack imagine so i hope you enjoying yourself while write this. Thank you so much for letting me request!

This was kinda funny to write, hopefully it was funny to you guys as well lmao. And thank you for requesting this, have a nice day/night! — Kei

cw: strong and vulgar language, mentions of blood, lots of implied sexual jokes (bad jokes probs lmao), mentions of death, usage of pet names like sweetheart, sweet cheeks, baby and sir. Mikey lowkey has a sir-kink ;)

I tried to make this gender neutral as possible, so do not hesitate to message me or point out if there’s any pronouns used!

HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS-

PART 1

NOT PROOF READ

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Aight

You were just lazing around on the couch, watching the tv when your world went dark.

And when you woke up, you were in a big room, with dried blood here and there and some men standing just a few meters away.

Adjusting your sight, you couldn’t move and you realized you were chained to the chair. Quickly realizing you were kidnapped, you look around yourself.

A man in mullet with scars on his lips was looking at you with a big smile on his face. He looked manic. Then there was a another one sitting on a wooden box like his life was taken out of him.

“He looks kind of cute. Especially with that blonde bowl cut.“ you thought to yourself.

“Am I kidnapped?” You spoke up. No one expected you to speak so some were in shock but quickly adjusted themselves.

“Do you know what for?” Some tall guy in slicked back hair and suits spoke up.

“I know my fucking father is in a lot of debt but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna have to be involved, what the fuck.” You spit out nonchalantly. This peculiar attitude amused the guys in the room.

“What the fuck is up with that goofy smile on you guys? Something on myself?” You look at yourself, your chest and so on and see that you wore a simple white tank top and black sweatpants.

“Are you guys for real checking my chest out? Talk about sexual harassment what the fuck it’s freezing cold in here.” Not so soon after you said that, someone took of their blazer and placed it on yourself. It was the ‘scars on the corner of his lips’ guy.

“Well thank you, we have a gentleman here even though this is just a vest which won’t be much of a help.” You giggle out.

“Did we get the right kid?” The cute guy from before spoke up, still sitting on that wooden box.

“They’re to eccentric to have such a fucked up father.” A another guy in mullet with purple dyed hair spoke up.

“Can you guys let me go? These ropes hurt.” You pout, trying to use your charms to convince the men in the room.

“Ain’t working, sweetheart but nice try.” Blonde guy with one side of his head shaved off spoke up.

“Mmm that’s such a nice pet name, call me that even more.” You shuddered as some laughed at your behavior.

“Am I gonna be killed? The manic guy over there,” you point to the scars guy with your head. “He looks ready to chop me off.” You laugh out.

“No one is chopping the other one up. We just need to talk.” The cute guy speaks up and stands down on the ground from the wooden box.

“Your father is in debt to us.” He starts off. “Yes I know that, sir.” The way you address their leader was so serious yet so endearing that they couldn’t help but chuckle. Mikey looks at you disbelief.

“It’s Mikey, not sir.” He says. “Yes sir.” You say back with a grin on your face.

‘They’re taunting him.’ Everyone in the room thought the same.

“We took you to our headquarters to discuss how to pay back the debt your idiot of a father has.” Mikey continued on.

“Whys that my problem? It’s not like it’s me who’s in debt.” You say, genuinely confused and annoyed.

“It was in the contract he signed.” Mikey tells you.

“That’s not how contracts work, cutie.”

And that was the drop for the scars guy to burst out laughing, the purple dyed mullet guy grins and the rest just watched in amusement.

“The contracts he signed works like a inheritance. Kinda.” Mikey says. And it clicked in your head.

“Why? Is my idiotic father dead?”

“No.”

“Then why am I here? He can still pay his filthy money back.”

“He can’t.”

“That’s a you-problem then.” You shrug your shoulders.

Mikey sighs.

“Look, I just turned eighteen and as soon as I did that I cut off all contacts I’ve had with my father. So whatever shit he pulls is not my deal.” You tell Mikey, hoping it could convince him.

“I like this one.” The purple dyed man speaks up.

“I’m not into older men, sorry but you’re hot though.” You gave a playful wink to purple dyed guy. He twitched back in shock.

Switching the subject, you look at all the men in the room.

“Is that fucking dried blood?” You squint at some corners in the room. “Yeah.” Mikey sighs out as he goes back to sit on his wooden box.

“Nice ass Mikey.” You clicked your tongue as Mikey looks back at you in pure shock. You heard some stifle their laughter.

“Be aware of what you say, sweet cheeks. Or you’re gonna regret it.” Slicked back hair speaks up. Clearly thinking of the dark impulse Mikey has.

“Regret having him in between my legs? Oh sure I won’t regret it.” You say dreamily, acting oblivious to the actual meaning of the slicked back hairs guys words.

“Can you guys tell me your names? It’s kind of hard to keep saying slicked back hair to the that dude over there, manic to that motherfucker and I will keep calling Mikey sir.” You grin towards Mikey who looks at you a little bit exasperated.

Soon after they introduced themselves.

“This felt like the first day of school where we had to introduce ourselves and our hobbies.” You giggle out.

“Anyways, which one of you kidnapped me from my apartment?” You ask.

“I did.” Kakucho speaks up.

“Wait you? No way! How did you do it? And also did you have to hit so hard on the head? It still kinda hurts what the fuck.”

“Does this creature ever breath?” Kokonoi says. “I don’t actually.” You retort back.

“You had your door unlocked.” Kakucho says. “Wait what? I thought I locked it.” You gasp in shock.

“Well you didn’t.” Kakucho retorts back.

“Man, I need to lock my doors next time.”

“Next time?” Kakucho speaks up again.

“Yeah. Why? Am I for real gonna die?” You tried to give them a puppy eye look. But it looked funny for those who saw it.

“You look so fucking stupid.” Sanzu laughs.

“Been known since I got pushed out of my mamas pussy.” Your vulgar and strong language is such a sight to behold for some of the guys in the room. It’s amusing.

“Do y’all get some action though? I mean I’m free.” You joke once again.

“I thought you said you aren’t into older men.” Rindou speaks up. “You’re still thinking about what I said?” You grin at him as he sighs in disbelief.

“They’re unbelievable.” Rindou whispers lowly to Ran.

“Are you guys brothers ?” You ask, genuinely curious. “We are brothers, baby. Are you into brothers rather than older men?” Ran flirts back playfully.

“Look, this one can take and make jokes. Take notes everyone.” You gasp out in shock at the energy Ran gave back to you.

“We gonna have to deal with you later.” Mikey speaks up out of nowhere. “Talk about this with anyone and you have your consequences.” Mikey tells you with a warning as Mochizuki unties the rope on your hands.

“Of course sir.” You were about to go down on your knees when Mikey sent you a glare so annoyed and angry, you immediately straightened your back.

“Wouldn’t wanna upset my sir.”

“You already did.”

“So you do like it when you’re being called sir.” You gasp out, wiggling your eyebrows playfully at Mikey.

“Shut the fuck up and leave.” Mikey looks away.

“I know your cute ass is laughing. See you guys next time. Hopefully we get to bang and hang.” Your last words before you fully left the building has had the bonten men laughing and Mikey couldn’t believe his ears along with Kakucho.

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It’s so difficult to know what kind of tags to use when it comes to fics like this 💀

For more parts, check my masterlist!

Bang and hang

synopsis: bonten kidnapped a gen z reader whose father is in debt to them. turns out the gen z kid is something they didn’t expect and bonten gang is in for a ride.

cw: strong and vulgar language. Lots of sexual jokes, flirty jokes as well. the jokes are so corny tho so read at your own risk lmfao.

gn!reader

part 1, part 2

the long awaited part 2 is finally here lmfao I hope this ones good as the first one :”)

I just realized I didn’t include Akashi in the first part so he makes a entrance here ;)

this quite long ig but nevertheless I hope you enjoyed!

PART 2

NOT PROOF-READ

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You saw two familiar figures just a few meters ahead of you, turning into a alleyway. Hurrying up your steps, you caught up with them.

“Hey boys!” You said excitedly. Ran and Rindou turned around, surprised to see you.

“Oh hello there, it’s the eccentric motherfucker.” Rindou speaks up, pretending to be excited. You shook your head at him with a grin on your lips. Paying him no mind, Ran turned to you.

“We were just talking about you.” He says, beginning to walk and so did you. “Really? You guys thinking of picking up on my offer?” You asked.

“What offer?” Ran asked confused.

“About wanting to bang and hang of course. I mean, we could hang first then bang or the opposite.” Ran chuckles as you flashed him a grin again.

“You and your sexual jokes.” Rindou turns to you.

“Are you horny all the time?” He asks.

“It’s the hormones, my boy. I’m 18, the hormones are skyrocketing at this age.” To be honest, you just said stuff that came to mind. You didn’t really know if hormones actually skyrockets at that age.

“Why didn’t my hormones skyrocket when I was 18?” Rindou asks, looking genuinely curious.

“I guess you couldn’t get your little friend to straighten up.” Ran burst out laughing while covering his mouth. Rindou gives you exasperated look. “I’m kidding, don’t take me seriously.” You reassure him as Ran still chuckled to himself.

“Where are you guys headed?” You ask. “To thé place where we gonna hang and bang, of course.” Ran teases you as you dramatically gasp. “For real? Be gentle.” You try to give a puppy eye face. “Of course sweetheart.” Ran tries to give a puppy eye back but looks hideous. “You look fucking stupid, don’t ever do that again.” Rindou flashes a disgusted face towards Ran as he just laughs.

“Damn who’s this?” A black haired guy appears as he smokes. “A gift to the world.” Ran says. You check out the guy from head to toe and make a satisfied noise while clicking your tongue. The black haired guy looks at you confused and weirdly.

“What the fuck are they doing?” Blsck haired turns to Ran for answers when all he does is just a expression to say ‘wait for it’.

“You’re sexy as fuck, what the fuck.” You blurt out as you look at the black haired guy. Ran stifles a laughter as Rindou just lets out a small chuckle, entering the building in front of us.

“That’s quite a first impression. Is this the motherfucker that said Mikey has a nice ass?” Ran nods and the guy bursts out laughing.

“You guys have been talking about me?” You look at the two men in shock. “Yeah, you left quite a impression on us, sweet cheeks.” Ran says, stroking your cheek gently and pulls away.

“No fucking way, this is amazing yet scary.” You gasp out.

“Why is it scary?” Ran asks.

“I have a feeling I’m gonna get fucked up.” You answer.

“Fucked up?” You nod.

“By what?”

“Cocks.” The black haired guy almost coughed when taking a smoke, giving you a surprised look.

“Does this kid do this every time?” He asks as Ran nods. “Get used to it.” You shrug your shoulders.

“What’s your name, sexy man?” You say in a flirty voice to the smoker guy as Ran covers his mouth to stifle a laughter.

“Akashi. Akashi Takeomi.” You absorb the way he said his name and let out a satisfied noise with a nod. “You wanna get married?” You blurt out. Your bluntness doesn’t fail to catch anyone off guard, so when Akashi flinched in shock you giggled. “Just kidding, I’m not ready for mariage yet.” You say. “But if it’s you I don’t see any reason not to get married.” You tuck your hair behind your ear and give Akashi a flirty look.

“He likes to be called sir, by the way.” Akashi gives Ran a shocked face. “He does?!” You almost hell out. “This just got better.” You groaned in satisfaction.

“Wait, hold on, when did I ever tell you that?” Akashi says looking almost terrified. “Wait, you actually like to be called sir?” Ran almost snorts in amusement. Akashi turns quiet. “You know what, im gonna have to take a another smoke break.” Akashi says, looking annoyed and you couldn’t help but chuckle a little.

“It’s fun to tease people.” You say to Ran. “Have a nice smoke break, sir!” You yell out to Akashi as he flips you off while walking away.”

“Mikey would not be happy to see you, if I’m gonna be honest.” Ran says as the both of you enter the bonten headquarters.

“Trust me, he will or I make him be happy to see me.” You wink at Ran as he laughs. “We see about that.”

Safe to say, Mikey didn’t look pleased to see you enter the room in the headquarters. Sanzu hollers in excitement when he saw you as you whistle at him.

“One is at least happy to see me.” You grin.

“Why are you here?” Mikey asks as he munches on his snack, looking annoyed yet bored.

“I got some of the money to help my old man to pay off his debt.” You say as you pull out a thick envelope. A few looks were turned your way.

“I thought you said you don’t have any connection to him.” Not looking at you at all, Mikey takes a bite off his snack again.

“I don’t know why I’m doing this but take the money.”

“Where did you get it from?” Kokonoi asks as he hands out cards to Kakucho on a table.

“It’s some of my savings.” You answer.

“Why are you giving us money you saved?” Mikey asks, still not looking at you while eating his snack.

“Can’t I do that?”

“I never said that.”

“It seemed like you did.”

“Well I didn’t.”

“Just take the money.” You huff out.

“Mikey, take it.” Sanzu mutters lowly.

“It’s their savings.” Mikey says, finally looking up.

“I’m pleased to see that you have some ounce of emotions, cutie.” You smile widely. “I ordered Kakucho to kidnap you to threaten your father to pay us his debt.”

“Seemed like I was gonna get chopped up after all.” You say dramatically with a sigh while looking up at the ceiling. “My end is coming.”

“No you’re not. So I cant accept this.”

“You guys are a bunch of criminals, anyone else would’ve taken this envelope in a heartbeat. What are you guys? A bunch of wattpad characters?” You look at Mikey surprised.

“Fine.” Mikey signals Sanzu to take the envelope from you. Gladly handing the envelope to him, you nod your head.

“My job here is done then. Take care.” You were about to walk away when someone else spoke up.

“Where are you going?” Ran asks. “Home, I’m bored as fuck.” You flash him a bored grin.

“Hang out with us then.” He says.

“Are we finally gonna hang and bang?” You say excitedly.

“I don’t think anyone’s up to bang but we can hang.” Ran laughs out.

“Im up to bang.” Sanzu raises his hand. You laugh at his reply. “I’m not into plugs, my guy.” You pout playfully.

“Damn, what are you into then?” Rindou speaks up. You smile widely at his question.

“Him.” You point at their boss as Mikey looks at you with a bored face, sighs and looks away.

“Understandable.” Sanzu says.

“Shut the fuck up.” Mikey mutters out as you burst out into a small laughter.

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this is such a abrupt ending but I found it fitting to end it there. thank you for reading and enjoying this, have a amazing day/night. Stay safe!

For more parts, check my masterlist!

watch my boyfriend for me

characters: mikey, chifuyu, rindou, ran, baji, kazutora, sanzu

synopsis: how he reacts when you ask the chat to watch him for you.

warnings: the haitanis are kinda short

note/s: i’m back on my writing shit… i think, anw, please enjoy these short drabbles while i force away the rust in my writing, glad to be back 🩷 (i also plan to write a wbk version of this so heads up for that one!)

mikey:

“can you babysit my boyfriend for me?” you say to your camera as you propped it up in front of your boyfriend who paused midchew.

“babysit?” mikey asked, mouth filled with dorayaki, his dark eyes looked like a confused puppy as he looked at you, who walked away without giving him a response.

mikey swallows the sweet treat before he stares back at the camera with a confused expression. he mentally counts the seconds being recorded, confusion still etched onto his face before he brushes away the blonde strands that were framing his face.

“wanna see a cool trick?” mikey asks no one in particular before he grins and picks up the phone and props it onto a higher place.

“okay so… this is called a high kick.” mikey says as he demonstrates it, flashing a grin to the camera. the next few minutes were spent with him showing the camera all the kicks and moves he knows from the dojo.

“and finally… this is my special nuclear kick, as kazutora would like to call it– wait! let’s get a better view.” he says before he lowers the camera. “there.”

“in three… two… one…—oh oops!”

your boyfriend accidentally kicked the camera off the table.

the impact caused the tempered glass to shatter and the noise caused you to run back inside.

“what happened?!” you asked as you assessed the situation, mikey only gave you a sheepish yet guilty smile. “they couldn’t handle me…”

commenter: it started well until he knocked me tf out ⅖ will not babysit again, the kicks were cool tho.

commenter: bro struggled with placing us on a higher place but he’s a cutie patootie so i’ll give him that.

chifuyu:

“i’m gonna take a walk, watch my boyfriend for me.” you say to the camera before placing it in front of chifuyu who was combing peke j’s fur.

“baby? where are you—” “i’ll see you in a bit, baby! be nice.” you cut him off, closing the door shut.

“uh…” chifuyu didn’t know what to do. is this a new tiktok trend? are you messing with him? is the camera even— yep, it was recording.

“hi so uh.” chifuyu coughs. “my name is chifuyu, i’m (y/n)’s boyfriend.” he awkwardly introduces himself, green eyes fluttering back to the front door, silently hoping for you to walk back in.

after a few seconds and no sign of you, he refocuses back to the camera and raises peke j in view. “this is my cat.”

“his name is peke j.” he grabs one of peke j’s paws and waved it to the camera, making a small meowing sound as he does so. “he’s saying hi too!” chifuyu grins before he laughs at his cringe.

“what the hell am i even doing.” he says before petting peke j’s head and running over his scar. an idea suddenly coming to his head.

“so… my mom didn’t want peke j at first. i had to hide him in my hoodie when i was 12 just so i could keep him…”

you came back to chifuyu talking animatedly to the camera, a big smile on his face as he pets his cat.

“oh, baby! you’re here.” chifuyu notices you immediately before he pats the space beside him. “i was just telling them how peke j was the reason how you and i met!”

the two of you talked to the camera until your phone notified that there was no more storage. you should really clean up your gallery, stop procrastinating.

commenter: HE’S SO ORANGE CAT CODED

commenter: his lil cat adoption story was so sweet pls make a part 2!!

rindou:

your boyfriend was in his homemade gym room doing his sets when you placed the phone on the tripod that you set up in the room. rindou sets down his dumbbells as he looks at you with a raised brow.

you say nothing to him before you start recording, “make sure my boyfriend doesn’t hurt himself, thanks!” you say to the camera before you bolted out the room before rindou could say a word in.

rindou sighs as he gets up from his bench press, all sweaty and gross as he approaches the camera. he rolls his eyes once he realizes that the camera was recording. nevertheless, he returns back to his sets, grunting heavily every time he finishes parts of his routine.

you came back to see your boyfriend doing push-ups, a circular weight on his back and his biceps flexing everytime he pushes down.

“really?” you asked and rindou pauses mid push-up to look at you with a confused gaze.

“you’re being all slutty and sweaty for my camera?” you cross your arms, a deadpan expression on your face, rindou kneels from his position and gives you a look of disbelief.

“you’re the one who started recording! i’m just doing my normal routine.” you scoff.

“then why’d you have to look like a whore doing it!”

“excuse me?”

commenter: bro groans like a good boy

commenter: excuse me sir that groan? what happened to hi and hello?

(rindou had to make a follow up video explaining that he was taken AND he does NOT take it like a good boy.)

baji:

“i’m going to get the food outside, can you watch him for me?” you say, shoving the phone to baji’s face before running away. the action causes baji to jolt up from the couch and gripping the phone to stop it from falling in his grasp.

“oi, what the—” “oh, and no swearing, keisuke! we don’t want to get flagged.” you say before running out the door.

“huh?” it was only then baji realized that the phone was on a livestream and there are dozens of comments squealing over him.

“i’m so fu–darn hungry, (y/n)’s taking so long” he groans

“what am i supposed to do with this?” baji asks the chat and one comment in particular caught his eye.

“that’s a great idea, kazutora” he smiles ominously.

the next thing you knew was chifuyu calling baji’s phone. you picked it up and before you could even get a word in, you can hear chifuyu’s panicked voice.

“(y/n)! baji’s about to commit arson in your backyard!”

“he’s about to what?!”

commenter: 2/10 will not babysit again, he looks like he bites

commenter: 1/10. he scares me

kazutora:

“hey, babysit my boyfriend for me? thanks!” that was said with no context as kazutora finds himself facing the front camera of your phone. he stiffens up, not used to looking at himself much.

he awkwardly reaches for his bowl of cereal, eyes hyper focused on the camera as he scoops the spoon into the bowl.

“uh… hi.” he waves awkwardly, trying to watch the series that was on tv but he still couldn’t feel comfortable with the camera pointed at him so he turns the tv off.

“so uh… i’m eating a bowl of cocoa puffs.” kazutora says, showing the camera his meal, “they’re really good. it tastes like cocoa… i mean obviously– anyway!”

kazutora coughs. a blush forming on his cheeks on how awkward the entire situation is.

“so uhm. cats are cool.” he starts. “did you know that the calico cats were brought in japanese voyages because sailors thought they brought good luck?”

“it’s uhm. a pretty cool fact if i do say so myself.” silence.

“uh a cat was also mayor in an alaskan town for 20 years so there’s that.”

“oh! also, did you know that isaac newton invented the cat door?”

commenter: 5/5 he’s a lil awkward but his cat facts are so cute

commenter: 4/5 did not know about these cat facts and ill change my rating to 5/5 if we get more cat facts

sanzu:

“watch haru for me, thanks. he’s your problem now.” you say as you plop the phone in front of sanzu’s desktop.

“babe, what the hell?”

“careful, chat, he bites.” with that, you turned on your heel and left.

sanzu looks at the livestream and realizes that everyone was either thirsting for him or asking when your next shared content will come out.

“i’m in the middle of editing the video when that headache forced you to babysit me” sanzu said, shaking his head. “i do have one with senju coming out tomorrow, we tried 1 star hair products.”

he reads a comment and shakes his head. “of course not on my hair. (y/n) loves running her fingers on it and i’d be damned if i ruined it." he says before reading more comments

“what are your hair recommendations for someone with dry hair? well first, go condition that shit…”

“your curly hair is getting frizzy? souya said to not comb it while dry but i don’t know, if you fuck it up, blame the twins. my hair is pin straight so i wouldn’t know”

“skin care? i don’t know. whatever (y/n) puts on my face— don’t you dare take me out of context.”

commenter: was expecting to babysit this babygirl but got great skincare and haircare advice

commenter: apparently i was using the wrong toner, thanks for the help 5/5 will babysit again.

ran (bonus):

did not need any babysitting, was just asleep.

commenter: bro’s snoring

commenter: hes meditating guys

commenter: he’s died

note/s: if there is a tiktok trend u best believe i WILL write about it, i also hope u get the meme reference for ran.

nobody’s sweet business

you’re ran haitani’s sweet angel and it’s nobody’s business what he is doing with you

content: nsfw, established relationship, making out, dry humping, fingering, overstim, soft dom!ran. names like ‘doll’ and ‘angel’, little bit swearing.

fem!reader

word count: 1.3k+

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

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Ran is the most considerate man you ever met and know. Your relationship with him is is sweet, fulfilling and it doesn’t go a day he doesn’t make you feel so happy.

Ran adores you so much. As soon as he saw you the first time, it didn’t go a day he didn’t think of you. You were so sweet, so cute. The laughs when he manages to tell a funny joke, the sounds you do when he teases you or does something so stupid.

Just how sweet you were and how precious, he was quiet about your relationship. He didn’t want so much attention on you two being together. You were his precious, so sweet doll.

The phone beside you on the table rings for the second time, still ignoring it to keep kissing, you softly groan against Ran’s mouth. One last kiss, you pull away sighing.

“Hmm? What is it?” Ran mumbles softly, watching your face as you were still looking at his lips, swollen and wet from the kiss you just had.

“The phone have been ringing two times.” You exhale. A small grin curves up on Ran’s lips.

“Want me to go back so soon?” He teases you as he traces an index finger softly on your cheek, inching in ever so closely to your mouth. He brushes his nose against yours as you sigh contentedly again. You smile softly as you wrap your legs around his lower body, pulling closer.

You softly shake your head. “No, I want more.” You mumble. “As do I.” He breathes out.

Ran takes that as a cue to place his lips on your jaw, nipping slowly down to your throat. A soft moan leaves your lips as you tilt your head to give him more access, he kisses on your pulse point before trailing down below your ear. You hold onto his shoulders, as a shuddering pleased moan leaves your mouth at his kisses.

You feel his hands wander down the sides of your body to end up holding you on your waist. He pulls you in closer to him, rubbing his crotch against yours, he groans as he kisses down your throat to your shoulder, nosing there before pressing kisses there. Such intimate gesture has your mind erupt in ecstasy.

Strong and intense pleasure surges inside you when you feel his hands go beneath the material of your shirt, touching your bare skin. And his mouth is on yours again, lips moving together.

He sucks in your mewls and breathy moans when he bucks his crotch against you, the contact has you craving for him, bucking your hips against for more contact as you let out a strangled moan.

“Is this the ‘more’ you asked for?” He asks as he pulls away slightly to nibble on your lower lips. The question itself has you craving and yearning more of him, from him and whining as your hands trail up to his messy hair, gripping on it as you feel your soaked panties the more you buck against him.

“Yes, it is-“ you begin before moving continuing moving your hips against his, “need you in me, please.” You plead and you plead so cutely, Ran couldn’t find himself to disobey your sweet plea. How could he after all? He pulls away to look at you, the mess you are in and look at you, such sweet mess and he doesn’t let the ringing sound of the phone that comes on now, disturb the sweet moment he has with you.

You pull him in closer to you by his belt, about to unfold it and unbutton his jeans before he holds onto your hands. You whimper in frustration at the interruption.

“You said you’d give me more.” You pout and Ran presses a soft kiss against your lips.

“When we have more time, I promise angel.” He smiles against your lips, his tone soft and promising. He kisses on your cheek and jaw softly. “Ran-“ you begin before you feel him unbutton your jeans and pulls your jeans down.

As he is standing between your legs, he traces his fingertips so softly against your inner thighs, close to where you want him to touch you the most. The moment his fingers touched your soaked pussy, you gasp and let out a shudder when he pulls down your panties, sliding his finger inside your cunt.

“Ran-“ you cry out his name as he softly hums at you. “So cute.” He coos at you as you bury your face in the crook of his neck.

You hear him chuckle as he slips in a second finger inside you, moving at a haste that has you gasping for more and more, you can’t get enough of how he makes you feel. The reach, the way he curls his fingers up so good that has you bite down a moan against his neck. Ran groans at the feel of your teeth against his skin, he uses his other hand to hold onto your hair and grip you there softly.

You reach down a hand down between your legs, holding his wrist when he touches a particular spot inside you, raising your hips as he keeps plunging his fingers inside you. His sounds of pants and series of praise for you, has you know he’s enjoying this.

“Ran, what are you up to-“ a sudden familiar voice cuts in and a shocked gasp leaves your mouth. Ran doesn’t stop his finger thrusts inside you, they don’t halt as he speaks up.

“It’s none of your fucking business, leave.” His voice was impatient and almost threatening against his own brother. Whatever expression he did as he chuckled while leaving the room you didn’t know see, cause you were to busy burying your face in Ran’s neck as his ministrations inside you doesn’t cease a second.

“Sorry sweet doll, next time we find a more quiet spot.” He tells you softly as he presses a kiss at the nape of your neck. You breathe out a soft gasp. “Next time.” You manage to utter out. “Good.” He agrees and curls his finger up against the sweet spot inside you.

A tight sensation forms in your belly, thighs straining against his as your hold on his wrist tightens. “so close, ran, so close.”

“Come for me, angel.” He softly murmurs, pressing down a kiss on your nape, encouraging you as each thrust of his fingers has you spiralling, thighs tightening, hips stuttering as you felt yourself clamp down around his fingers covering them in your slick.

A surge of overstimulation fills you as you feel him spreading your pussy with your slick, rubbing his finger on your clit. You cover your whimpers and cries against his neck as you try to push away his hand from your pussy, but his strength so unrelenting, it doesn’t work.

“Please Ran.” Such soft pleas and sounds you make, he can’t stop himself from continuing to tease you. You’re telling him to stop when you don’t realize how you legs still draw him in closer.

He tilts your head back by your hair and takes a look at you while tasting you on his fingers. Hair’s a mess, face wetted with tears and you’re biting down on your lower lip. He smiles at the sight, his smile so lovely, your heart swells at the sight despite your frustration and overstimulation.

“So cute.” He whispers before leaning over to your face, capturing your mouth in a sweet kiss, making you taste yourself in the kiss. He loves the taste of you, sucking up your soft breaths, whines and mewls. He wants you keep you to himself. His heart pounds and surges at the sight and sound of you. He can’t get enough.

“Next time.” He mumbles against your mouth. You smile against him, “no phones.” You mutter the words while slightly tipping your head to the side. “no phones.” he repeats before continuing to kiss you.

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I think every fic i write with ran, there’s always a make out lmfao I mean why not tho ;)

If you’ve come this far, a reblog, feedbacks and likes would soo very much appreciated :3

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╰─▗ ▘➤𖥸 kissing your wounds

꒰ risa's note ꒱ if i could reset my memory and watch tokyo revengers again then i would do it for SURE so a fic for my bby mitsuya ^^

PAIRING: mitsuya takashi x female reader (established relation)

SUMMARY: your boyfriend comes home after a fight and you patch him up while scolding him

WARNINGS: fluff, beautiful mitsuya (yes that's a warning), not proof read

your eyes kept stealing glances at the clock hung over the giant ass tv in your living room, your seated on the couch a book in your, reading so you could distract yourself from worrying over your boyfriend who had been gone since evening, you were getting drowsy by each passing second and the pitter patter of the rain was music to your ears, you sighed for nth time and went back to reading trying to immerse yourself in it when your ears picked up the sound of the front door opening.

you jumped off the couch to nag his ears off "where have you bee- omg" your words got caught up in your throat upon seeing his state, completely drenched in rain, lips busted, knuckles and cheeks bleeding and if you payed close attention his forehead was bleeding too, his lavender hair were soaked with blood as well as his clothes "hey hey it's ok , i am ok half of this blood is not even mine it's takemitchy's you know how he gets"

he stood there sheepishly fiddling with his fingers as he waited for your outburst but it never came, you went near him and cupped his face in your hands making sure to not graze his injuries and connected your guys forehead, letting a breath of relief out upon your action mitsuya also sighed and melted away in your hold, your warm hands against his cold cheeks "i believe you, just let's just patch you up real quick hmm" he nodded in your hold.

you told him to take a shower quickly to rinse off the blood and rain water while you took care of clothes and made him hot chocolate and heated up some food for him, the warm water felt heaven but hell at the same time on his body his sore muscles finally being relaxed and his body heating up while his injuries were starting to hurt and itch so he washed himself quickly and got dressed in the warm clothes you left for him, stepping out of the bathroom he was greeted with warm food and hot coco on the dining table but you weren't in sight so he guessed that you were in the laundry room.

after tending to his clothes you went out and grabbed the med kit from the bathroom and headed in the direction of the kitchen, upon entering you were greeted with the sight of your boyfriend completely devouring the food and drink "you must be starving hmm" he nodded to your answer mouth too stuffed to talk, after he was finished you asked him to remain seated so you tend to his wounds, you let out a breath of relief upon seeing that they were not too serious and will recover in time.

"so who was it this time? Valhalla?" "yep some of the ex members decided to jump me and chifuyu just as we were leaving our gang meeting ouch baby please be gentle" you mumbled a sorry as you accidentally pushed a bit hard on his cheek, his pout was too adorable to ignore so you pecked his lips to compensate your mistake "nah do it properly you have injured me gravely mam" oh his dramatic ass, but you could be dramatic too "fine if that's the case then mend your wounds yourself i won't do it" you pretended to withdraw your hand from his cheek and jump of the counter you were sitting on.

"alright alright fine" he placed both of his arms on the counter around you to stop you from leaving and pushed his face more close to you so you could continue your work but you noticed how his eyes weren't trained on you as they were before but were glancing sideways, and his lips were in a more bigger pout (making you feel guilty), so you decided to hurry up patching him so you could shower his face with kisses.

after you were done you jumped off the counter and decided to put away the kit while he made his way to your guys shared bedroom, when you entered the room you were greeted with mitsuya cutely cuddled in the warm blankets only his lavender hair showing fork under the covers, but you know he was sulking as he didn't called out for you when he heard you entering the room as he always did (my pouty baby). you climbed up the bed and sat over him not completely putting your weight on him but just hovering over "suyaaa~ are you sulking?" and suddenly you were shoved off him and landed on your side of bed while he was climbing over your body you broke out in a fit of chuckles as you saw his face red with embarrassment as he always hated it when you pointed out that he was sulking.

"then why were you hiding from me?" "because you don't love me anymore" he mumbled with his face cuddled in your neck as you stroked his hair and back "and who said I hated you huh I could never baby I was just playing with you" "then kiss me" he removed his face from you neck and planted his lips on yours, both of your lips moulding together perfectly, pulling away after sometime you started to peck his nose, his eyes, forehead, cheekbones, cheeks, chin (making sure of his wounds) and then finally a soft peck on his lips summarizing your love for him "there now satisfied you baby"

his cheeks were glowing red not from embarrassment but from shyness, nodding to your words he climbed off you and nuzzled his face in your chest breathing in your familiar scent, hands going around your waist while you own took their place in his hair and around his shoulders and both drifted away to dreamland while holding each other close.

yes even I can write fluff ;)))))