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midnight in tokyo

[darkveyn]

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[darkveyn]

rereading my mitsuya fics makes me wanna continue it

[darkveyn]

i just realized haruchiyo means a thousand nights in spring

[darkveyn]

sometimes i listen to a new song and loved it sm, i wanna write smth with my fav character in it so we can experience the same vibe together 💗

[bimsha]

Series : 100 WAYS TO SAY I LOVE YOU

Inspired by: 100 ways to say I love you

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

Pairing: Seishu Inui x Fem!Reader

Tags: best friends, crushes

Tw: mild swearing

Word count: 1.58k

The plop of the rain battered your glasspane in a rhythmic thud. The house was quiet. Your parents were out for the weekend and their voices reciting the rules a thousand times echoed in your head. You were supposed to go out with your friend, more specifically, third wheel for her. (You weren’t looking forward to that) But the morning started with one of the worst showers of the month. The air was exceptionally cold. You prefer staying home on days like this. Specially when you can make a good coffee and wrap yourselves in blankets, reading a book. Life used to be good, and you had to socialize and damn it crumbled.

Unfortunately, when the rain ceased and the string of messages reached your phone, you knew you had signed the devil’s deal. There was no way out of the situation. Dragging your lazy feet, you started to get ready. The rain had stopped completely when you reached the arcade. All muddy after the shower. Puddles of water complete the disdainful look of the place. You sighed, fishing your phone out. The very arcade which is usually filled with life is looking as if a tornado passed through. Not a single person stood except for several vendors staring at the still gloomy sky with equally desolated faces. Crap, you thought, talk about being depressed.

“Y/n?” The voice was familiar, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out it was your best friend’s voice. You turned to see him, standing there with a quizzical face. His hands were stuffed inside his black coat.

“Oh, hey” You said, secretly thanking that you weren’t alone here anymore. It was getting creepy. “What are you doing here?”

“That’s my question” He said, his eyes shifting to your attire. “You have a date or something?”

You shrugged one shoulder, “I was going to third wheel, but it seems like they ditched me here or something”

Seishu didn’t laugh and didn’t seem to find the situation laughable either. Well, it was not exactly a funny situation. You were pretty pissed too. You’d have a confrontation with your friend later but now you wanted to go home. Seeing the dreary sky wasn’t lifting your spirits either. It took you a minute to realize he was staring. You gave him a reassuring smile. There are many pros and cons to having a best friend like him. One of the pros is that he’s protective, a good listener and everything sweet in a package. The cons were obviously the huge fat crush you have and never seemed to get over. You fell in love with your best friend, literally and it was funny and sweet as the song makes it to be, period. “Y/n” He sighed, “You shouldn’t be walking around alone on days like this."”

You nodded, “I know” You muttered, “I was just tryna be a good friend”

Inui smiled. He knew the struggles of socialization. He knew how you struggled to maintain all these bonds you have created in the course of life. It gets exhausting. “I know, but you have to be careful”

Lately, you have realized a shift in his behaviour. At first you had a personal freak out thinking he had actually found out about your secret crush but then figured he literally had no clue. It was those little moments when he flushed upon the closest contact. The comfortable hugs which turned awkward. The sudden turning of conversations. You can be a dork, but you were not an idiot.

He liked you, you knew. You liked him. He probably figured it out that time when you flushed when he took your hand, or maybe he figured it out when you almost blurted out a stuttering confession. But in a way, you both are idiots who couldn’t voice the three words: I love you. “I will be. I’m going to walk home anyway” You said, a little too brightly.

He hesitated for a moment and looked at you. “I’ll walk you home” He added with a tone of finality.

Something fluttered in your stomach. There weren't I love yous or midnight romantic confessions but there certainly were those warm gestures. The protection, the care and affection. In a way, you found them endearing than a real confession. “Okay.” You dipped your head, skipping your steps to reach beside him.

“Make sure you give an earful to that friend of yours.” He said, keeping his eyes on the battered road, puddles of water sloshing under your feet.

“I will.”

“Really, Y/n,” He said, turning to you. Your eyes were fixed on him. “Being friends doesn’t mean you have to be a slave to all their needs. Better to have none than friends like that”

You chuckled, “Well, yeah I guess. But Seishu it’s not like I can depend on you forever. When you find a girlfriend and a life-” You started rambling.

He quieted beside you for a minute, “Girlfriend huh”

You hummed thoughtfully, growing conscious about the light brush of his hand against yours. What courage it might take to grab a hold of that warm hand you have grabbed thousands of times before? “Everything will sort itself out,” He said with a grim smile. “Or Y/n” He started, you turned, hopeful.

“Yeah?”

Pink tinted his pale cheeks as he suddenly took interest in a puddle of water. “Nothing. Let’s just get going”

You huffed. It was the same old conversations. Same old broken sentences. But this was good. Walking beside him in a cold morning with no one but each other. “Fuck it” He whispered under his breath, stomping his boot to the water. You squealed in surprised, jumping back.

“What the hell, Sei?”

He blinked, feigning innocence. “What?”

You scoffed, stomping your own foot, sending a splash of water into his jean. “Y/n!” He complained with a smile. It was his game on mood. Two hours later, you two decided it would be better to stop. “It’s like going back to pre school” He panted.

It was, you thought. Jumping around puddles in yellow plastic rain coats and matching boots. World was less complicated then. But there was one thing that hasn’t changed all through these years. The boy who always walked you home after a bad breakup, after a rainy night, after a graduation party was still here, standing with you. Still by your side, walking you home, making sure you’ve made it. Making sure you’re safe.

“You’re gonna catch a cold,” He remarked, staring to walk again.

You smiled, playfully bumping your shoulders. “You don’t have a say in this”

You two stopped briefly by the bakery to get some warm refreshments. Biting into your chocolate muffin, you hummed. “These are always the best” The gooey mixture melted in your mouth, warming you up in the coldness. Beside you, Inui let out a content sigh.

He was the one who introduced you to this bakery. It was his sister’s favourite he said. You remembered her before the fire. She had the kindest eyes you’ve ever seen and an open heart. It had been a while since you two stopped by this bakery, reminisced her memories in silence as you always did at least once a week. It was painful first, but then it became a habit. He loved that you talked about her with him. He loved the fact you didn’t seem to hesitate or worry that you’d hurt your feelings. He hated it when people walked on eggshells around him. He loved straightforward people. He always said that. “It’s been so long” He said, dropping the remaining paper holder into the bin. You tossed yours.

“Yeah. We should do this more often”

He nodded, agreeing. He opened his mouth to say something but decided against it and shut his mouth, pursing his lips. “If you have something to say, spit it out Sei”

He shrugged, “I was about to say there’s a mudpatch on your coat but figured you’d freak out”

“Oh crap” You freaked out, spinning in circles trying to see how bad the situation was. Inui laughed beside you, as if to say, told you! Giving up, you decided to tell your mother you slipped. They ain’t coming for two days anyway. Maybe you’d be lucky enough to clean it and dry it by then.

“I’m telling the aunty the truth,” Inui announced as if he was reading your mind.

“Don’t snitch on me” You said in feigned anger, bumping your shoulders together. “Are you still walking me home, sir?”

Inui nodded, face growing serious. “Of course I will. It’s dangerous to walk alone these days. Too many biker gangs”

“But Toman wouldn’t harm me”

“I’m talking about the others,” He said, with a flick on your forehead. You laughed, nodding.

“Yes sir!”

The rest of the walk was silent with occasional small talks. You didn’t know when you two will decide to speak about your feelings. You didn’t know what the future hold for any of you. But these simple gestures and this feeling of belonginess was better than anything you could ever ask in your life. You loved these small moments where it’s just you and him. It didn’t matter that none of you voiced that three words. Sometimes, when he says: I’ll walk you home, it carried the same impression, same sentiment. You’ll always be happy to walk by his side, feel that unspoken love gestured through his every,

“I’ll walk you home”

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[firstdivision]

୨ ASAP ୧

— wakasa x fem reader (afab)

— college au, sexting, male and female masturbation

— 2.6k words

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minors dni. past wakasa is so so so hot i feel unwell my vision is blurring help.

[11:14 pm] you: shin

[11:14 pm] you: whos the white haired guy on your story

[11:15 pm] you: shinnnnn

[11:15 pm] you: i need to get railed by hi m

you closed out of your texts to replay his story and catch another glimpse of the man deadpanning while a tipsy shinichiro pressed a kiss to his cheek for the camera. your eyes roamed over every inch of his exposed neck above his barely-buttoned shirt and tried to decipher the design of a long swirling tattoo continuing down beyond the limited confines of your phone. with a ghost of a smile on your face, you expected shinichiro to return with an exasperated reply at your antics on a friday night when - if he recalled correctly - it was you who declined the invite to entertain a date with a pizza. so any bouts of pent up horniness on your end were completely self-induced because you could have been getting railed by the white haired dreamboat but chose not to. regardless, no harm in riling shinichiro up when he really made himself far too easy of a target to tease. you were going to bug him to introduce you to the angel on earth no matter his reply, but when your phone buzzed, it was not from the man you were expecting a response from but instead from an unsaved contact.

[11:39 pm] unknown number: hi this is wakasa

[11:39 pm] unknown number: the guy you wanted to get railed by

your free hand flew to your mouth and your breath stopped. really funny, shin. really, really funny. what a great prank. you'd have to give him hell for this on monday morning. but why couldn't your heart stop pounding so fast? and god, why were your hands trembling so much?

your knuckles clutching your phone turned white and you hastily returned to your conversation with shinichiro and double, no triple checked that you sent the messages to your friend. then it clicked. shin, that fucking asshole. nails scratching the surface of your phone, you typed out a haphazard attempt at damage control to save face in front of the new object of your affections.

[11:42 pm] you: Hi Wakasa! Please ignore that, I did not mean it.

then swiping out of the new conversation, you returned to the pinned contact in your phone and decided to begin the surface level descent into making shinichiro's life hell for this stunt he pulled. but halfway through giving him a piece of your mind, you decided to deal with this later before your chances of getting with his friend were completely ruined. it would look worse on your part if you wasted time chewing out shinichiro then sent the pouting emoji thirty minutes later and asked him if he would pretty please still fuck you, you thought dryly to yourself.

[11:42 pm] you: shinichiro sano you are absolutely dead to me do not expect me to ever look at you or speak to you again i am blocking your number until you provide me with an explanation and an acceptable apology.

[11:42 pm] you stopped sharing location with shin

you tilted your head back and stared at the ceiling, trying to think of any way to turn this situation around. you lamented the loss because surely a man who looked like that knew he was fine and would have an arrogant personality to match. well, it was alright. really. there were plenty of other fish in the sea. but none with the most beautiful sharp eyes that made you want to misbehave just to see how coldly he would look at you, catch his eye in the mirror while he bent you ov-

[11:43 pm] wakasa: huh

[11:43 pm] wakasa: is that so

you were quickly pulled out of your thoughts, extremely mortified at the now properly identified wakasa calling you out like this. though you knew he couldn't read your mind, you still tried to calm yourself down and briefly considered muting him if his only intent was to mock you. this had all happened far too fast for you to collect any semblance of rationality. you locked your phone and tossed it to the side, closing your eyes, taking deep breaths, and counting to one hundred. but when the familiar note chimed, you shot up in bed and scanned the words.

[11:48 pm] wakasa: thats a shame

[11:48 pm] wakasa: its not every day i get pretty girls texting me how much they want me

oh. oh. so this was how he wanted to play it. you never even considered the unimaginable outcome of him not being completely put off by your unfiltered thoughts, but maybe actually wanting to pursue something further? were you reading that right?

you allowed a slight smile to creep over your face. this was fine, this was safe. the two of you could exchange flirty texts and then laugh it off if you ever saw him around. but there went any possibility of making the perfect smooth entrance in his life, maybe lightly bumping into him and ending up with his strong veiny arms around your waist. or catching his eye across the room and flashing him a coy smi- you shook your head and pulled yourself out of your daydreams. no use in dwelling on it. you returned with what he would hopefully interpret as a teasing lilt to your voice:

[11:53 pm] you: what's so pretty about these text bubbles hmm

feeling satisfied with yourself, barely half a moment passed before he sent his reply. your stomach jolted at the realization that this was now a conversation happening in real time. he was looking at his phone at the same time you were looking at yours, there was no longer a safety window of minutes between messages to process his words. worst of all, any forced gap would be construed as lack of interest or intentional aloofness. and you really were not that kind of person, so you kept the screen open and waited for him to finish typing.

[11:53 pm] wakasa: you're funny doll

[11:55 pm] wakasa: may 29

[11:55 pm] wakasa: baby pink dress and vivienne westwood pearl necklace

[11:55 pm] wakasa: wanted to tear that dress off you so bad but shin said his best friend was off limits

[11:57 pm] wakasa: i owe you thanks for that night. maybe a few more too

your eyes widened. you were speechless and thanked the universe again and again for the way he wouldn't be able to see your face blushed red right now. you remembered that party but not him. you had spent most of the night with yuzuha, who had returned from a study abroad program and hooking up with shin's friends was not on the top of your agenda. but truly, what a shame the way the situations were now reversed. you bit your lip to restrain the smile threatening to take over your face. you tried to calm your heart down and remind yourself that he was a real person. who was friends with your friends and who you could very feasibly run into in the middle of the day while doing groceries or getting gas. did you really want to continue this game? the hesitant part of your mind forced you to sit quietly listening to the hum of the ac and your soft breaths for a few moments before the want and dare overtook you and you typed back your reply.

[12:01 am] you: oh?

[12:01 am] you: guess we have some catching up to do then

[12:02 am] you: :p

[12:02 am] wakasa: that we do

[12:02 am] wakasa: luckily i'm alone in my room now and you have my full attention

[12:03 am] wakasa: what are you wearing rn doll

[12:03 am] wakasa: maybe a picture if you’re feeling so inclined

oh? well when he asked so nicely, who were you to deny?

you tapped the camera icon and leaned back on your bed as the dainty gold chain around your neck pooled over your exposed clavicle. you weren't wearing anything under the small sleep shirt and the friction rubbing against your nipples made that clear. the summer heat led you to unbutton most of the buttons, allowing the small diamond stud on your navel to peek through. hair splayed across your pillows, you positioned the camera at an angle to capture the swell of your breasts in the same shot as your wide eyes framed by long lashes and slightly pushed out bottom lip.

[12:04 am] you: [attachment] 1 image

[12:04 am] you: no panty shots till the third date sorry

when the image loaded on wakasa's phone, his lips parted and his breaths became all the more shallow. he dragged his eyes over every inch of your body on his screen, gaze darting everywhere in his need to sear your face into his memory. he hadn't expected you to send a picture, he was mostly seeing how far you wanted to go with him and test the waters of your comfort, but this was awful for his resolve. your pink lips begging to be bitten and sucked on, your exposed neck looking far too pure for what you had confessed about wanting from him earlier.

he had almost felt dizzy when shinichiro displayed your messages to him and gave him your number, accompanied by a number of stern threats. more than the fear of his friend possibly landing one or two weak punches on him, he understood what you meant to shinichiro and wanted to respect that. not for the first time that night, he wished you had shown up, maybe in another cute dress. he wondered if you would have styled your hair differently, maybe even gotten your nails done. but for now, he would have to make do with this image that you took only for him to see, and that gave him the confidence to speak truthfully albeit a bit vulgarly.

[12:05 am] wakasa: fcuk

[12:05 am] wakasa: i’ve never wanted anythhng in my life as much as i want you right now.

[12:05 am] wakasa: mine

[12:05 am] wakasa: all mine

[12:05 am] wakasa: i’m gonna bruise that pretty neck princess

[12:06 am] wakasa: leave marks fo r ever yone to see youre mine

heat rushed to your cheeks and your hand succumbed to making the descent into your panties. you began slowly drawing shapes over your clit as you imagined wakasa leaning over you and making his promises come true. you let out a quiet whine at the idea of him leaving lovebites all over your neck and collarbones. you wanted to be manhandled by him in a dirty way, you thought as you curled your fingers and rubbed a little faster. a little harder.

[12:06 am] you: hm

[12:06 am] you: i think i would like that

[12:08 am] you: i wonder

[12:08 am] you: what your hands would feel like

[12:09 am] you: under my shirt

[12:09 am] you: maybe other olaces too

[12:09 am] wakasa: between your legs?

silently grateful to let him take the lead and propose the ideas at the forefront of your mind but still felt shy to initiate, you rolled your hips into your hand, starving for his touch and needy for his praise.

[12:11 am] wakasa: would you want that doll?

[12:11 am] wakasa: my fingers

[12:11 am] wakasa: or my cock

[12:14 am] wakasa: cat got your tongue princess?

the want was overtaking your ability to form coherent words, your phone barely hanging in your grasp but presently the most important thing to you right now. you shuddered and clenched around the fingers you had shoved inside yourself to give yourself some semblance of pleasure as you imagined wakasa filling you up, the decalcomania as a result of his fingers tightly gripping your waist. you dragged them out with your eyes closed, the image of him pounding into you with a cocky smile branded into your mind. you gasped the name of the man not around to hear it and replied truthfully, wanting - no - needing him to know what he was doing to you.

[12:15 am] you: if i told you thayim so wet that

[12:15 am] you: im pretendkng my fingers are you

[12:15 am] you: i wan t it so bad

[12:15 am] you: you to tohch me make me feel pretty

[12:15 am] you: so much that i still feel it

[12:15 am] you: in me for days

wakasa almost drove himself cross eyed reading your brazen words. he wanted it so badly, to imagine how you would react to him burying his cock inside you. wanted to hear your whimpers and soft pleas, to feel you claw his back, to wrap your legs around his neck. he sped up his own tempo with his free hand and assured you that the neediness was very much mutual.

[12:16 am] wakasa: princess

[12:16 am] wakasa: i wish you knew how badly i need you onmy lap

[12:16 am] wakasa: not gonna let you go

[12:17 am] wakasa: squirming on my dick

[12:17 am] wakasa: till you re dizzy

[12:17 am] wakasa: till you canf remember how to speak

fingers growing tighter while creating more and more friction with your poor panties left soaked, you verged on your orgasm with your body shaking. you wanted to draw it out longer, to prolong your pleasure as if waiting for his imaginary body to materialize and present you with the real deal.

[12:17 am] you: i sisj my fingers were you

[12:18 am] you: wet eniugh for you

[12:18 am] you: rn

[12:19 am] you: pleasd

[12:19 am] wakasa: use your words babydoll

fueled entirely by adrenaline, wakasa swiped right to press the call button on your contact and set it to speaker, heart thumping loudly as he listened to the phone ring on your end. he was promptly met with your whines and what sounded like his muffled name, "need you, 'kasa".

"i'm here, princess. cum for me", his voice rough from dryness and overstimulation. and then with a whimper, you let the curvature of your fingers set the tone for your final release, sending a shockwave of euphoria through your body as you let out a loud cry with tears streaming down your face.

wakasa released a hiss at the thought of you waiting for his command and his vision unfocused, mind filled only with desperate chants of i want her i want to fuck her i want her to be mine i want her to scream my name as he fulfilled his own pleasure, gasping as his body clenched and his cum left his body, leaning back with his stained hand now resting on his cock.

the two of you laid there panting on the line in a comfortable silence, the gravity of what you had just done feeling all the more real when you were able to hear the other.

"sleep well, babydoll" wakasa murmured before disconnecting the call. he stared at his last message debating whether or not to send a follow-up text. he wasn't sure what you expected from this exchange but he was certain that the next time he saw you he would not be able to keep his hands off you.

[12:29 am] you: [attachment] 1 image

[12:29 am] you: gn

a selfie of you with mascara tracks streaked down your face and lips puckered up in a kiss at the camera, hair mussed and cheeks tinted red. you looked exhausted and wakasa's breath hitched. mine. my pretty doll. she looks like this for me.

[12:30 am] wakasa: princess you are going to be the death of me

[12:30 am] wakasa loved an image

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[12:44 am] you resumed sharing your location with shin

[12:44 am] you: hey bff

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[darkveyn]

can you believe that i have to searched for an emoji that represents high five and this came out

like bro i thought that 🙏🏻 means pray or like to express gratidtude but now you're telling me i've been using this emoji wrongly my entire life???

[ssanzuu-deactivated20220213]

trouble in paradise

seishu inui x reader

cw: infidelity, mention of toxic relationship, dubcon, panty stuffing, non-consensual filming & photo sharing

kinktober masterlist

It’s the third time this week that you find yourself at the front door of Inui’s place.

You and Koko were fighting again. It’s come to the point where you don’t even know what started the argument in the first place. As much as you loved Koko, it was very, very tiring fighting with him.

Especially since this was the fifth argument that you two have gotten in this week and it’s only Wednesday.

After a couple seconds the door opens and you’re met with Inui’s soft face. He knows why you’re here as soon as you make eye contact.

His eyes soften and he reaches his arms out to you, waiting for you to crash into his embrace. With his arms wrapped tightly yet comfortingly around you, he closes the door behind you and walks you to the couch.

Inui knows what to do, how to comfort you. It’s basically a routine at this point. You both sit in silence, your head on his shoulder. It usually takes a minute or two for you to tell him what happened.

He’ll listen to you explain what happened. He listens as you complain about Koko and his toxicity and when you’re done, you’ll usually, usually end your rant with “but I love him.”

So imagine his surprise when instead of saying anything at all, you break down. He watches in mild surprise as you bury your face in your hands, elbows resting on your knees with your back hunched over, balling your eyes out.

He’s taken aback to put it lightly. You’ve always been able to keep yourself together and your head held high. He doesn’t know what to do now that you’re crying.

Inui is looking around his apartment, hoping an answer will pop up spontaneously. When it doesn’t though, he settles for wrapping his arms around you again. One hand rests on your back and the other on your head.

He lays back fully on the couch, bringing you with him, so now you were laying on top of him, crying into his neck.

He rubs your back gently as it’s all he can try to do to pick up your spirits. This is why he tells you, you should just leave Koko. There’s no reason for the two of you to be together if he’s always hurting you.

There is someone who can and will treat you better.

“Thank you,” you whisper to him. Inui doesn’t respond. He doesn’t need to. He’s well aware that you know him well enough to understand that he doesn’t want your thanks. Doesn’t want your gratitude. He simply doesn’t need it.

He just needs you to be happy.

And sure, one would think: what about Koko? As much as Inui wants Koko to be happy, there’s no doubt that Kokonoi is the problem. Inui can’t doubt something that he’s seen first hand.

You place your palms on his chest and lift yourself up. Your eyes were rimmed with red. Tear streaks ran down your face.

You don’t know what possessed you to do what happened next. Whether it was the gear of the moment or something deeper. The world would never know.

It’d never know why you kissed Inui. It would never know why he kissed you back. In that moment though, it was just you and him. Your lips pressed against his.

A soft kiss is what it was. There was no rush. No roughness to the kiss. It was something serene. He held your face gently in his hands, tilting his head to the side to kiss you more properly.

Soon enough, Inui was the first to pull back. Flinch back, actually. He stared at you with wide eyes, having a difficult time forming a sentence as you listened to him stutter.

It was stupid of him, really. You kissed him first. He shouldn’t be trying to come up with excuses. So you kiss him again. This time, there’s a lot more fervor in the kiss.

You tangle your hand in his hair, hoping that he’ll get the hint to just drop it. You want him. Crave for him.

He sighs against your mouth, carefully pulling away from you and getting your hand out of his hair.

“We shouldn’t,” he explains, “we’ll regret later.”

You shake your head side to side, disagreeing with his statement. You understood where he was coming from, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care right now.

“Please, Inui I need you,” you whined, clenching his shirt tightly. You held onto him, closing the distance between you two, hoping he’ll change his mind.

“It isn’t a good idea.”

You shifted around on his lap so that now you were straddling him. Your arms caged his head, so if he really wanted to move, he’d have to move you himself.

“I just want you.”

And you weren’t lying. You truly did want Inui Seishu. How could anyone not?

“It’ll hurt Koko.”

“If he finds out.”

You can see his resolve weakening as the tension in his body loosens. Perhaps, he felt the same way. Perhaps, he wanted you too.

“Do you really want me?” The tone that he says it in has you melting. It makes it impossible to keep your hands to yourself. There’s no going back now as you said the one word to start it all-

“Yes.”

Inui brings a hand to the back of your neck, pulling you down and locking your lips with his. He kisses you with full force. Lips smash. Teeth clash. And tongues meet.

Inui grips your thighs, pulling away for a second, only to flip you over so you were laying on the couch. He reaches for the hem of your night shirt, pulling it over your head and being met with your bra less chest.

His breath catches as he stares at your body in borderline wonder and awe. His fingers rub at you hard nipples. He roles and pinches them, licking his lips before he attacks your nipple with his mouth.

Your back arches off the couch with a high pitched moan of his name. He licks and sucks at your breast, nipping at it every few seconds.

He then switches sides and administers the same treatment to your other breast. While his mouth is occupied, his fingers flick and circle around your wet nipple.

Inui squeezes the flesh in his hand, caressing it softly. When he feels he’s done, he kisses down your body and to your stomach.

He peppers light kisses to your tummy as he continues down to your abdomen and then to your bottom half.

His hands reach for the waistband of your bottoms, but before he does anything else, he looks back up at you for confirmation.

In between your pants to try and catch your breath, you hum, giving him the rest of the permission he needs to go crazy with you.

He tugs your bottoms down your legs and throws them off in the dark corners of his living room. Then, he pulls his shirt and pants off his own body, throwing them behind him as well.

He kisses the soft flesh of your thighs, sucking hickeys the closer he gets to your still clothed cunt. As he gets face to face with your pussy, he blows warm air directly over where your clit is, watching your body twitch and shiver in pleasure and anticipation.

He licks a stripe over your panties, sucking on your clit. Inui has to push your hips down when you start bucking in his face. It’s hard to keep still though when his mouth is working on your dripping pussy.

You wrap your hand in his hair, the other clutching on a pillow, as you keep him against your cunt. You don’t want him to stop. He can’t stop.

Inui didn’t plan on stopping anyway. In fact, he lifted your hips slightly to get impossibly closer to your heat, eating you out over your panties.

“Inu-fuck. ‘M gonna-”

You writhe in his hold, trying to get closer while also wanting to get away. Heat sears through your body with each passing second that you get closer to your orgasm.

You cry out his name, eyes squeezed shut. Your head is thrown back against the arm rest and you start bucking against his face again. With a glutoral moan, you cum in your panties.

As you try to get your breathing back to being stable, you don’t notice that Inui grabbed his phone that fell on the floor somewhere between all that.

He goes to the camera app and starts taking pictures of your cum filled panties. He makes sure the very prominent wet stain on your body is in perfect view of the lense.

The camera shuttering is what makes your eyes snap open with fear. You try closing your legs, but it’s hard to fully do with his body in between them.

“W-What are you doing, Inui?”

“You looked so pretty, I just couldn’t help it.”

His innocent looking smile goes against his actions though. Him stroking your thigh did nothing to help either. Your mind was trying and failing to focus on all of it at once.

“Delete them.”

“Mhm.”

That’s all you get. Just a hum. Nothing else. If you hadn’t still been coming down from your orgasm, then you would’ve made sure that he actually did delete them. Too bad.

He props his phone against an item on the coffee table with the camera pointed toward the both of you. As soon as he’s sure that both you and him are within the frame, he presses record.

You were about to turn your head to see what he was doing when he stopped your movement and caught your lips with his, making you forget about what he was doing.

Inui grinds his erection into you, low moans flowing out both of your mouths. He slips out of his boxers, letting them fall to the floor. Then he slowly takes your panties off your legs, balling them up and with one last kiss to your lips, he shoves them in your mouth.

The whine you let out is muffled by the piece of cloth. It’s embarrassing being able to taste yourself on your panties of all things. The piece of fabric is completely soaked with your juices and that only brings more heat to your cheeks.

“You’re so beautiful, you know.”

It’s a statement. He’s not asking if you know how beautiful you are simply because he thinks you should already know. To him, your beauty is incomparable.

He settles his hands under your knees and pushes your legs back to your chest. Inui begins to slip his tip between your folds, the wetness giving him an easier time to get in.

Inui slowly pushes himself all the way in your cunt with a deep groan, waiting for you to adjust to him. When he begins to feel your cunt fluttering, he knows that he has the okay to move.

So, he moves his cock all the way out until it’s just the head again and then he forces himself in as deep as he can get.

You moan incredibly loudly around your panties. The sound is so clear that the fabric can’t even muffle the entire sound. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as Inui begins his steady, deep thrusts.

Your nails dig into his back, breaking the skin and he has to bury his face into your neck to stifle his groan.

Inui rocks his hips against yours, a slow, loud slapping sound of his skin hitting yours resides around the room.

“Faster.”

The plea was so clear in his ear. He wonders how the video audio will sound when you guys are done.

The sound of skin slapping gets louder as Inui gets faster. He fucks you so well. His cock drags against your walls and you're able to feel the vein on the underside of his cock.

Inui grunts and groans in tune with your whines and moans. He shifts diagonally a little and you’re able to feel the head of his cock thrust against your g-spot.

You’re so, so close. So is he. Not much is needed to push you both over the edge, no matter how much longer either of you wish it would last.

He settles your legs on his shoulders in favor of gripping your hips. The new position feels rougher as he’s forcing your body to take as much of him as it can.

You moan his name. Chant his name, even, as you cum hard around his cock. The squeeze around his cock is what sends Inui over the edge himself. The tightness of your pussy being too much to handle.

He cums nice and deep inside of you with a satisfied moan. He doesn’t take his cock out immediately. Inui doesn’t want to let go of the warmth of your pussy.

He wishes he can be selfish and stay inside you forever. But he can’t. You aren’t his. And the only thing he’ll have to remember you by is the recording on his phone.

The one that you still don’t know about. He comes to the conclusion that you don’t need to know that he recorded it. It’s just one more secret to keep.

He hits the stop button on the video and places the phone face down. Inui looks back over to you to see your eyes dropping in exhaustion.

He doesn’t blame you to be honest. Not only did you just finish getting fucked, but you were crying your eyes out right before. It’s only natural that you would want to sleep.

He takes your panties out of your mouth, making sure you won’t choke on them in your sleep. With a light kiss to your forehead, he lets you fall asleep.

He’ll clean you up in a minute, he thinks. But first, Inui grabs his phone and goes to his messages. He goes to the conversation with his best friend and proceeds to send the pictures of your wet panties and the sex video he just took.

He looks back at your softly breathing figure. Yeah, you don’t need to know about this. And there’s only one sentence attached to the pictures and video he sent-

‘Trouble in paradise?’

[souyaf]

KINKTOBER DAY SEVENTEEN

INCEST + SOFT&SWEET

who: tokyo revengers: seishu inui/reader

kinks: incest (brother+sister), soft!inui, teasing, lots of pet names, praise/encouragement, no prep, multiple orgasms

info: 1098 words

summary: your big brother is just the sweetest.

+ THIS BLOG CONTAINS DARK CONTENT.

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST.

He smelled so good, sweet and fragrant from the shower he just took. Having his larger body atop yours had you feeling dizzy. Your head swam and all you could think about was him. His pretty blonde hair that was still dripping wet, the scar over his eye, his soft skin that you couldn’t help clutching at.

It was wrong, but nothing felt better than your big brother’s adventurous hands caressing your body.

“My sweet baby,” he whispers, lips pressed against your ear, “You’re so wet, I can feel it.”

You immediately nod, nails biting into his shoulders, “‘S ‘cause of you, Shu.”

“Oh?” he chuckles, low in his chest, “What did I do, baby?”

As if he didn’t know. His fingers toyed with the band of your panties, exposed after he haphazardly shoved your nightgown up. He carefully dipped past the fabric, grinning when your entire body tensed up – anticipation absolutely palpable.

But you sunk back into the bed when he pulled away. In the dim light of your bedroom, you could see the little grin he badly concealed on his face. With a dramatic yawn, he raised his arms above his head and stretched, the groan he let out making your thighs clench together.

“Well,” he hums, “I’m gonna get some sleep. Goodnight, baby, thanks for playin’ with me.”

He gives you a fleeting kiss to your forehead before clamoring off of your bed, your eyes practically burning holes into him as he leaves your room.

He lays in bed for close to 20 minutes before he hears your door creak open. A grin finds its way across his face when you sheepishly push his own door open, peeking in with the sweetest little pout on your lips.

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[fatalwarmth-deactivated20220714]

Inui's Louboutins stay on during sex.

18+. high heels + dom vs. sub inui

Inui is stepping over your crotch while wearing pump heels, watching you pitifully hump against him. You look up at him with your sultriest expression and try to get him to give you what you want. You compliment his looks, tell him how much you've daydreamed about him today, but all you get are snide remarks and a glare full of contempt. "You're soiling my most expensive shoes. Could you be any more shameless?" He can be so mean sometimes. He makes you beg for his hands, his mouth, just for any part of him to give you relief.

"If you want me to make you feel good, you better earn it." He raises his leg, bringing the shoe to the level of your face.

"Go on, lick it clean".

Or alternatively:

You feel Inui's hot breath against your ear as he whimpers your name. He digs his heels on your lower back when he wraps his legs around your waist while he's taking your dick/strap, wordlessly urging you to bottom out.

His neck and his chest are decorated with your love bites, which you trace lovingly with your tongue between praises for your obedient boy. You tell him he's doing so good, tell him he's taking you in so well and you swear you can see stars in his eyes when he looks up at you. His face is full of lust-adulterated adoration. He looks so fucking pretty that you wish you could engrave the sight in your mind forever.

Whimpers turn into moans that keep increasing in pitch as you keep thrusting inside him. He tries to warn you he's going to cum, but the moment you start pumping his dick with your hand his mind goes completely blank. In a matter of seconds he's having a mind shattering orgasm, coating both of your bodies with ropes of milky white cum.

[darkveyn]

inupi : hmm..?

inupi : what are you looking at..?

inupi : p-pervert!

[darkveyn]

bb how r u!!! ૮(˶˃ᆺ˂˶) are you on break rn? <3 YOUR INUI DRAWING IS TOO CUTE (꒷ຶ⚇̯ ꒷ຶ)

HELLO CHLOE BB OMG I MISS U 😭 and no, in fact final exams are next month i draw bc i wanna run away from my responsibilities 🥲

BUT THANK YOU BB UHUHU!! YOURE CUTER !! 1000% CUTER THAN INUPI!! BC GOJOU SAID SO 😘

[darkveyn]

so this is what i've been doing...

[maitani]

kawata twins <3

— [note] black and white may be requested :)

[maitani]

haitani brothers <3

— [note] black and white may be requested :)

[maitani]

chifuyu and takemichi :)

— [note] black and white may be requested :)

[maitani]

kazutora and baji <3

— [note] black and white may be requested :)

[maitani]

boyfriends mitsuya and hakkai <3

— [note] black and white may be requested :)

[maitani]

mikey and draken <3

— [note] black and white may be requested :)

[darkveyn]

at this point, idek if inui is underrated or its just my writing sucks 🥲

[pupchiro]

Poly! Kokonoi x Reader x Inui 

Cw: Suggestive Language/scenarios. Mention of blood. Minors dont interact.

a/n: This is a repost from my old blog. Someone wanted these posted again ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It’s late out, and the rain is starting to pick up just as you reach the lobby of your building. Work wasn’t supposed to drag out this long tonight, and you sigh in frustration at the incompetence of your co-workers who are to blame for your delay. As you’re riding in the elevator up to the penthouse, you’re thinking about your boyfriends who are likely still awake, worrying about your late arrival.

You walk through the foyer and kick off your heels into a pile by the elevator. Koko will definitely scold you about that later but you push that to the back of your mind as you think about the much needed warm shower and cuddles from your boyfriends that you’ll soon get. They don’t greet you at the door and you can see they’re not in the living room either. You’re wondering where in the penthouse they could be when all of a sudden you hear a loud curse and strings of apologies that follow.

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[shujiful]

𝗧𝗢𝗞𝗥𝗘𝗩 𝗔𝗦𝗞 𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗘

𝟬𝟭. which gang is your favorite? 𝟬𝟮. who was the first character you simped? 𝟬𝟯. which character death would you reverse? 𝟬𝟰. did any scenes make you cry? 𝟬𝟱. are you caught up in the anime? manga? 𝟬𝟲. are there any characters you hate? 𝟬𝟳. what is your favorite manga panel? 𝟬𝟴. what is your favorite ship? 𝟬𝟵. who is your comfort character?  𝟭𝟬. which characters do you kin?

𝟭𝟭. mikey or draken? 𝟭𝟮. yazuha or senju? 𝟭𝟯. ran or rindou? 𝟭𝟰. baji or chifuyu? 𝟭𝟱. emma or hinata?

𝟭𝟲. thoughts on takemichi… 𝟭𝟳. thoughts on kisaki… 𝟭𝟴. thoughts on hakkai… 𝟭𝟵. thoughts on hanma… 𝟮𝟬. thoughts on kazutora…

𝟮𝟭. do you think there’s another timeskipper? 𝟮𝟮. do you think any other characters will die? 𝟮𝟯. do you think mikey can be saved? 𝟮𝟰. how do you think it will all end? 𝟮𝟱. how you gonna cope when it’s over?