#baji

[emmyrosee]

“keisuke!”

immediately, keisuke pauses his show and looks at you, smiling as you enter the apartment. you put down your bags and hang your keys on the hook by the door, all before eagerly making your way to your boyfriend, “i missed you!”

“i missed you too, angel,” he smiles, kicking his feet off the coffee table (you’ll forgive him for it this time) and leaning forwards. he reaches for your hand to gently kiss, but he pauses at the sight of your nails. “new set?”

“yes!” you squeal. "do you like them?"

“they’re beautiful, baby… wish you woulda told me you were getting them done though, i would’ve paid for them-“

“it’s okay!” you giggle. “mikey paid for them!”

the smile from keisuke’s face slips. his brows pinch in the middle of his forehead and his grip gets just a tad tighter on your hand. you smile innocently, wiggling your fingers enticingly. “aren’t they pretty?”

“the fuck’s mikey doing paying for your nails?” he says, venom in his tone.

you offer him a pout, “he offered… he said if i got baby blue nails, he’d pay-“ a spark of anger flashes in keisuke’s eyes, and you tip your head at him in confusion. “do… you not like them?”

“first of all,” he begins, standing up. he towers over you, and you blink up at him. he scrunches his nose, “you get whatever color you want. don’t ever let someone tell you what color to get, not when i'm paying for them so you can get whatever color you want. second of all,” he grits his teeth, “take them off, we’re getting them redone.”

“but…”

“but what.”

“i like the blue,” you pout.

he snarls his lip, “i don’t care. mikey is not about to pay for my girlfriend’s nails, and he’s not about to pick a color for you- why’s he even paying for them in the first place?”

“he said they were a present,” you mumble, and oh, if looks could kill, mikey would be doomed.

“we're getting them redone," he grumbles. "i ain't leaving this up for debate."

you pout at him, and he gently nudges your lip with his thumb. he watches you shiver, "you're mine. no other man is going to spoil you. that's my job." you nod softly. he hums, "go out to the bike, i'll be right out."

"can you kiss me first?"

he smirks. he leans down to capture your lips in a kiss, relishing in the pretty mewl you let you. your arms wind around his neck, and he deepens the affection hungrily. he pulls back after a few beats of kissing, rasping a soft, "fucking mine" against your lips.

he pulls back, "bike. now. i'll be right out."

"okay," you mewl, making your way out to his bike, swinging the strap of your purse over your shoulder before closing the door shut behind you.

once you're out of earshot, keisuke scrunches his nose once more, slipping out his phone and immediately clicking on mikey's contact.

it doesn't take long for him to answer. "what's up-"

"the fuck are you doing?"

mikey pauses, "i don't know what you're talking about."

"buying her fucking nails? are you fucked in the head?"

"we know the answer to that, baji."

"pull some shit like this again, we're gonna have problems, sano."

keisuke hears a breathy chuckle.

"maybe she just deserves pretty things. i'm just happy to provide them."

"i'll bash your skull in-"

"bye baji!" mikey sings. the phone line ends with mikey hanging up, leaving keisuke on his end in silence.

pondering.

[porcalinecunt]

𝐁𝐉 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 ♡

🫗ᯓ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ shameless horn dog baji + unsuspecting virgin sissy. that’s the plot!

⋆˚࿔ FEATURING . . 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

ྀི . ° . cw — ftm! reader , oral , corruption , virginity loss(?) , masterbation , gooner baji tbh , objectification , short fic sorry ;(

𓂃۶ৎ author’s note: this is honestly more like a drabble but blehhh ~_~; ovulation has me like a bitch in heat for this ugly bastard god i hate him he ruined me life— 💥🔫

baji is a pervert, a surprise to no one. like any hormonal growing boy, he’ll get hard at the smallest things and masterbate it away with whatever porn mag he happens to find underneath his bed. as a man with no preference on who he likes, makes it all easier for him to bust a nut. though, such a habit died quite hard when he surprisingly met you.

smaller with a pretty face, sipping away on your milk tea that was too sweet for his taste. perfect plump lips wrapped around the pink straw, leaving glossy marks around it. a sight he’d see while being dragged around the busy streets of shibuya by his kazutora and chifuyu who bitched and moaned about finding a place to scarf down food until a sharp shh! from baji shut them up faster then they were comfortable with. it didn’t take long for them to see who caught their captain’s eye, you sitting a few feet away, typing away on your charmed phone. to them, you seemed way way too girly for a boy their age. to baji, it was an awakening.

it’s no wondered how he got you in his bedroom soon enough, legs in a manspread with his dick engulfed by your throat.

“fuck—you ain’t that bad for a virgin, boy..” he groans, his huge palm laying flat behind your head, pushing his cock deeper into your throat regardless of your gagging. your mascara now a smeared mess from stray tears, only making him even harder. he couldn’t help it. he adored seeing boys like you, pretty and helpless sissies in ruin. the light sundress you wore now barley hanging onto your shoulders and your well done hair becoming a messed up frenzy from how hard he pulls and grips it.

the best part though were your lips. the very lips he imagined around his cock, bj lips if he wished to be a bit crude. the hot pink gloss you chose was a good one, perfect for leaving kiss marks all over his shaft, pelvis and balls. it’d be a bitch to wipe off without leaving residue, not that he minded of course. so much so, he yanked your mouths off of him with nothing but his leaking tip in front of you. “go on sissy boy, gimmie a kiss yeah?”

he cooed, faux sympathy dripped from his tone. “c’monnn..” he practically coaxed at this point, watching you press your ruined yet still painted lips against his tip with a faint mwah! spilling through. if baji was a weak man, he’d have came from that alone.

“good..goood.” he chuckled while biting his lip, his canines gleaming from the faint sunlight of his window. your core burned from his face alone, how you’d wish his aching cock was inside you already. unfortunately, baji was a real bastard when it comes to stupid virgins as cute as you, jerking himself off as he slapped his dick against your mouth and cheeks just to keep up his bullying. who knew some random delinquent who made a clumsy move onto you would be this mean when it came to getting his cock sucked? it didn’t matter, not to you nor to him, not when all you wonder is the taste of his cum.

“fuck.” baji groaned. his dick twitching by the second the harder he fucks himself and the longer he stares at your wide open mouth and lust filled eyes. you were wordlessly begging for him to cum, you didn’t even have to make a noise and he’s already losing his mind over you. he was starting to believe you were torn straight out of one of his porn magazines as he finally reached his breaking point, his hot and heavy seed splotching into your mouth and face.

he couldn’t help but shove your whole throat onto his cock for good measure, he’d hate to waste a drop.

© porcalinecunt 💒 𓂃۶ৎ do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

[soracchaan]

My little cat duo

[solensce]

𝑲𝑬𝑰𝑺𝑼𝑲𝑬 𝑩𝑨𝑱𝑰 expresses his love boldly but intimately. He’ll hold you tightly, cradle you when you the moment you ask, feed you, be your rock, your anchor amongst everything unstable. Your nickname is ‘doll’ and ‘sweets’, or anything else saccharine that comes to his mind. He laughs at your jokes and hopes you laugh at his. Throughout all, he’s your partner, being on the same page with you in most things, defending you and introducing you to so many new things— stuff he’s sure you’ll enjoy. Everything he does for you is personal; He’s memorised your go-to flavours of tea, your preferences for food, the route you take to that café or convenience store you frequent, the hairstyles that are most comfortable on you, and everything else, every quirk that differs you from other humans. Although words aren’t his first form of affection — he’s a man who much prefers to give and take trust action-wise — make no mistake, he’s wonderful with apologies. He’ll show up at your door battered and bruised with an obnoxious bunch of flowers within his grasp, gaze resolute while admitting straight to your face the steps he’s taken to alleviate your stress and how he’s sorry for what he did. Initially, he might call you dramatic. Thankfully, he’s a quick learner and an attentive boyfriend, so the moment those tears glisten in your eyes, he’s getting on his knees for forgiveness immediately. That last part is not an exaggeration. He’ll go to unholy lengths for you in order to retain your affection and relationship, because it means that damn much to him. There’s nothing about you that he takes with a pinch of salt.

[sunshine-of-rebellion]

i have this firm belief that the boys held a deep respect for jinu for the simple fact that he remembers his own name and past with perfect clarity. like yeah, the trigger patterns and memories still happen for the boys, but they're blurrier, hard to decipher but just as painful. so the fact that jinu knows full well the gravity of his sins and is able to move through them earns that respect.

anyway, this respect turned into a meager crush, before eventually the boys lowk get over it after they've met the girls, but not baby.

no, in fact baby gets more possessive, knowing he's the only one left who's still actively interested in jinu. so he makes a ruckus, causes mayhem, anything that'll get jinu's attention

he enjoys the banter, the push and pull, until one day jinu sacrifices his soul for the half-demon hunter, and the rest is history.

now, baby is stuck in the underworld, trying to make sense of what to do for the rest of time. jinu was the first reaper who greeted him when he came to the underworld, and now he's forced to relearn how to navigate a realm without the demon tuning his bipa as he hums a new rhythm

[ashwritesfanfiction]

Tokyo revengers

You’re kind of a dumbass but they love you anyway

featuring: Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, Baji, Shinichiro, Angry, Smiley, Chifuyu

warnings: non really, readers and bit of a bimbo, cursing.

a/n: enjoy! Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated

divider credit-@/cursed-carmine

Mikey—

“What do you think clouds taste like?’’

You didn't get a real answer, only a groaned response from Mikey when you stopped combing your fingers through his hair. Mikey–who was almost asleep seconds prior–looked up at you and groaned again when you didn't take the hint and placed your palm back on his head himself before settling back on your lap to look at said clouds.

You nudged him lightly, drawing out his name to get him to pay attention to you instead of the sleep he was hoping for. “Mikeyyyy, come on, answer me. What do you think clouds taste like?”

He looked at you through his lashes, a hum instead of a groan coming from him and as a reward you gingerly went back to playing with his hair.

“water…dirty water at that”

“Hmm, I don't think so. Why would a cloud taste like water of all things?”

“Clouds are water”

“No there not” you say confidently albeit a bit confused as to the answer mikey gave “clouds aren’t water so i dont think they’d taste like it”

Mikey sat up then, letting your hand fall from the top of his head “clouds are made up of water, that's why when it rains the clouds disappear”

His explanation somehow caused you too look even more confused and Mikey had to get on his knees to look you in the eye to see if you were messing with him.

“No waters that moving stuff”

“...liquid.”

“Yeah”

“Right. Water makes up the clouds you see in the sky though”

“Those don't look like water to me” you look up, missing the way Mikey's brows furrow.

It wasn't like Mikey didn't know you were a little slow up the hill so to speak and it wasn't like Mikey wasn't consistently around dumb asses all day long but still, maybe he shouldn't have been dragging you off to ditch school with him all these years.

“What's wrong?” you ask after a deep sign leaves Mikey and he brings you into a hug before settling back into your lap, a silent vow to himself he’ll keep protecting his dumb little girlfriend.

“Don’t worry about it, baby”

Draken—

“What's this for?” Draken raises one of his blonde brows at you after you so gently placed your multi-colored hoody on his shoulders “I dont wanna get grease on it, take it off” you only sniffled in response, causing Draken to take his eyes off fixing his bike and onto you. “You’re–what the hell's the matter with you today?”

“I just don't want you to be stuck anymore” you whine out and Draken had to hold himself back from telling you to cut that out.

“I don't understand. You have to use your words, remember?”

You take a moment to steel your resolve and wipe a fallen tear from your cheek “you’re stuck, you’re stuck in the past and that's why you dress like that! Old people used to only have black and white to wear too, that's why they were ugly and sad, so they created other colors. I just don't want you to be ugly and sad no more Draken!”

Draken didn't say anything right away but he fully faced you now and his eyebrows were so far down, crinkled so far together you were afraid they would stick like that forever.

“I don't even…what on earth are you talking about…?...and what's wrong with my clothes?!”

“It’s ok Draken, I still love you all the same”

“Where did you get the idea that people dressed in black in white?”

“Well they didn’t just dress in black and white, they were black and white” you say matter of factly “everything back then was. That's why when you watch old movies you can only see black and white, because they didn't invent color back then” you frown and kneel down beside where draken still sits “you feeling alright Draken?”

“Am i the one fe- nevermind” Draken signs, catching his head in hand “yeah, im fine. nevermind sweatheat”

Mitsuya—

“Mitsy baby?” you swing your legs forward from the table where you sit and tap mitsuya with your foot lightly and he looks at you, waiting for you to continue before he turns back to the piece of fabric in hand but splits his attention in half for you and his work. “Why is your hair sliver?”

“I dye it” he tilts his head.

“But Draken and Takamichi dye their hair too and theirs is blonde”

“Because we dye it different colors” Mitsuya doesn't miss a beat when he answers, giving a small smile at your innocent question “just like Mikey dyes his hair too, y’know?”

“Mikeys hair is natural but takamichis’ and Drakens' hair are both blonde, not silver” Mitsuya puts down his fabric and gives you his full attention just to make sure you’re not messing with him. You’re not. You're a hundred percent serious.

“Love, Mikey's hair is not natural. He dyes it blonde and I dye my hair silver. Hakkai dyes his hair a different color too. Do you understand now?”

“...so Mikey's hair isn't natural?”

“...You know I love you, right?”

Baji—

You let out an overly dramatic sign and wait for baji to notice only for him to continue ignoring you and focus solely on looking behind a bush for the street cat.

“Baaaajiii”

“Whaaattt?” he mocked your whiny tone

“You never pay attention to me”

“Im walking you home”

“No you’re not. My house is the other way”

“We’re going the long way, now shh. Ya gonna scare away sir. Comet” Baji crouched by another bush, spreading the leaves apart and paying you no mind until you huffed and walked off, leaving Baji to catch up to you.

“Where ya going?”

“If you're going to pretend I’m not with you then I’m not going to be”

“Why ya gotta act so dramatic for? I’m paying attention” he gets up and follows after you, slugging one of his arms over your shoulder and pulling you close. “Come on, what's wrong with my pretty girl?” you try and fight back a smile at the use of his nickname for you.

“Just wanted to ask you a question is all”

“What's the question then?” you tilt your head to the side in thought.

“Well, you know how the sky turns blue because of the ocean?”

“Ya”

“How come we don't reflect the ocean's color too?”

“What…?”

“Think about it for a moment”

“That’s…actually a good question”

“That’s what i’m saying”

Shinichiro—

“Hey Shin?”

“Mmhm”

“How many continents are there in Japan?"

“...sorry?”

“I just wanted to know how many continents there are in japan”

“Why?”

“Im planning a trip and tryna figure out where I want to go. I don’t want to go too far–”

“Nono I mean why…who told you there are continents in japan? There are none”

“Yeah there is baby”

“No…no there's not, japan is in a continent, asia but there are no continents in japan”

“I think you’re mistaken Shin”

“You know what? How about we plan the trip together, it will be fun”

“Ok!”

Angry—

“What does it say to do now?” Souya asked you from over his shoulder. His voice kind with you even with his patient's low due to too many failed attempts on a particularly hard recipe.

“It says add a third cup of vegetable oil” you grab the heart shaped measuring cup and stare into it for a moment, head cocking to the side in a confused bliss. “Honey?” you call for him.

“Yeah?”

“How many third cups are in a cup?” you stare blankly at him.

“Theres-...what did you say?”

“How many third cups are in a cup?”

“Say that one more time but slower for me”

“How many third cups are in a cup?...what's wrong?” Souya's twisted face turned further as he looked back at you but despite his face looking angry you knew he wasn’t.

“Maybe I should do the measuring. Wanna get the ingredients and hand them to me instead?”

“ok, but I dont see why”

“I know."

Smiley—

“Hey Nahoya, you ever think about what color a mirror is?”

“Mirrors dont have colors jackass”

“Hey! Don't call me that”

“told ya to stop hanging around those friends of yours”

“You’re one to talk mister ‘schools for lame asses”

“Yeah well in your case you needa pick up extra classes or something” you gasp and throw a pillow from Smiley's bed, hitting him square in between the eyes.

He doesn't hesitate to chuck the pillow back at you, a pillow fight breaking out between the two of you in his room.

Chifuyu—

“Chifu, slow down”

“I’m walking as slow as i can, why are you walking so slow?”

“Well slow down some more” you grip your duffle bag closer to your chest and stop walking as Chifuyu looks back at you and offers his hand out, offering to carry it if it’s too heavy. “I got it” you hold the bag tighter.

“You’re acting so weird today, what’s up with you?”

“Well…you know how yesterday i asked you if you thought penguins got cold?”

“Sure”

“Well I found out penguins go off on their own in the wild when they get tired of their friends” Chifuyu stopped walking, as did you.

“I thought that maybe they’d want a vacation, y’know?”

“...”

“So I went to the aquarium and I felt so bad”

“Where is this going?”

“No where” you lie. Chifuyu takes a minute looking at you before his eyes close and he rubs the bridge of his nose.

‘’What's in your bag? What did you do?”

“I have no idea what you mean”

“We’re returning the penguin”

“aww”

[raveniee]

I absolutely loved the fake hickey prank!! Could we please have a part 2? With Baji, Mitsuya and Izana?

Or any characters you like!

Stay hydrated 🩵

★ HEADCANON

synopsis: how the boys react to the fake hickey prank

❤︎ featuring : izana kurokawa x reader | keisuke baji x reader | takashi mitsuya x reader

↳ Part 1

• Part 2

⤷ Masterlist

author’s note — I did it quite late, but I started classes again today, that's why! Hope you liked it!!

© raveniee 2026 || please don't steal or repost my work on other platforms and don’t feed it to AI! || likes and reblogs are appreciated, thank you!

꒰ ❤︎ Izana Kurokawa ꒱

ᥫ᭡ You were incredibly bored, and what could possibly amuse you? A prank! And on whom? Your dear boyfriend!

ᥫ᭡ So you sent him a message asking him to wait for you because you would visit him after his gang meeting; and although you received no reply from him but only a read, that was enough of an answer for you.

ᥫ᭡ You meticulously applied yourself to creating the fake hickey on your neck, taking care to make it as realistic as possible. Izana wasn't stupid; if you did it wrong, he'd notice!

ᥫ᭡ After you finished your preparation, you quickly left your apartment, walking through the streets with amusement — proud of your foolishness.

ᥫ᭡ After about ten minutes, you finally arrive in the abandoned area, recognizing the unique Tenjiku uniform.

ᥫ᭡ You weave your way through the gang members, earning respectful greetings from them; after all, you're their leader's partner!

ᥫ᭡ You ask one of them where Izana is and he points to one of the many containers. You head towards it, a small smile never leaving your lips, eager to see his reaction!

ᥫ᭡ You entered the container, noticing Izana talking with Kakucho. The dark-haired man turned towards you and smiled — before that same smile vanished immediately, replaced by a horrified look when he noticed Izana's expression.

ᥫ᭡ He glared at you, staring intently at the mark on your neck. Of course it wasn't him who made it; he would have remembered. And it would have been perfect, not like that disgusting thing on your neck.

"Kakucho, go see the Haitani brothers. I have a feeling they've messed up."

"What? But they’re with Kisaki—"

"Kakucho, get out of here." Izana smiled bitterly at the young man who simply nodded before leaving, giving you a look that was a mixture of pity and disgust. The poor boy had no idea that your immaturity would cause you so much trouble.

"Izana, how are you?" You asked with a wide smile, approaching your boyfriend. He didn't move and simply watched you walk towards him.

"What is this?"

"What are you talking about?" you asked, shrugging your shoulders.

Izana chuckled, moving closer to you, only inches away. He gently placed his hand on your neck, softly caressing the spot. And although he smiled, you knew that smile all too well; and it wasn't the one you liked to see.

"Hum…Izana…?"

"Who?"

"What?" You looked at him with incomprehension; he was far too calm…

"Who did this?" he asked, though it sounded more like an order he was waiting for you to answer, his violet eyes shining with an intensity that made you shiver.

"Hum…well..." You try to find your words, but Izana pressed a little harder and made you back up very gently, until you were pressed against the container.

"I said who."

Well, maybe it was time you stopped the joke before Izana kill someone.

You placed your hands against his chest, trying to push him back but only achieving the opposite effect. He moved closer until your noses touched, his hand now fully encompassing your neck.

"It was a joke! I'm kidding, Izana…nobody did anything…"

He watched you for a long time before wetting his thumb and placing it on your hickey, slightly smearing it away. At the sight, he chuckled again, this time heartily.

"Obviously. How could you dare to cheat on me, my queen/king?"

He grabbed the collar of your top and pulled it down, showing your collarbones as he approached.

"But let me show you how to really do it, and I forbid you to try to hide it."

꒰ ❤︎ Keisuke Baji ꒱

ᥫ᭡ You really wanted to try this prank that you had seen a few times and you had finally decided to do it.

ᥫ᭡ So you asked Keisuke to go buy you some yakisoba so you could enjoy eating them while watching a new series that had just come out. And of course, he agreed.

ᥫ᭡ During his absence, you took the time to put a fake hickey on your neck; although you didn't really have time to make it perfect, it was pretty good.

ᥫ᭡ You partially hid it so that Keisuke wouldn't see it in the blink of an eye and you went to the living room, waiting for his return.

ᥫ᭡ After a short while, you heard the doorbell of your apartment and you hurried to open it, letting in Keisuke who was holding a plastic bag in his hand.

ᥫ᭡ He placed the plastic bins on the coffee table and slumped down on the sofa, beckoning you to join him.

ᥫ᭡ So you joined him and sat down next to him, at a certain distance so that he wouldn't see it immediately.

"Do I stink or what? Come here!" He exclaimed, grabbing you quickly, pressing you forcefully against him, your back against his chest as he laid you down on top of him.

You giggled as you snuggled up to him, resting your arms against his, which were on your stomach.

You were watching the television intently, almost forgetting the stain on your skin. But Keisuke seemed to notice it, staring at you strangely for a few moments now.

"Where does it come from?"

"Huh?"

He immediately shifted your hoodie, clearly revealing your neck. He stared at it, before a slight smile appeared on his lips—then finally, he bursted into laughter under your surprised gaze. Was he amused?

"You didn't even do it right! Seriously, you could have made an effort!" he managed to say while laughing.

"What? That's not even true!" you replied, straightening up. Keisuke stopped laughing, displaying his usual smile; and showing his canines.

He put his arms behind his head, a glint of amusement shining in his brown eyes as he looked at you.

"Oh, you really thought you did it right? You're cute, come on, I'll show you how to do it."

꒰ ❤︎ Takashi Mitsuya ꒱

ᥫ᭡ You wanted to test your boyfriend's reaction; after all, he might have been the perfect man in her eyes, but you wanted to see how he would react in this situation.

ᥫ᭡ He had invited you to his house and you took care to make sure that his two little sisters were not at home before putting your plan into action.

ᥫ᭡ So you applied your makeup using your eyeshadow on your neck, creating a perfect hickey!

ᥫ᭡ You then headed towards Takashi's house, trying to imagine his reaction.

ᥫ᭡ When you arrived at his house, you knocked and he opened immediately, welcoming you with a smile.

"You were quick, they just left," he said, gently taking your jacket off, earning a small "thank you" from you. He hung your jacket on the coat rack while you waited.

"Well, you know, I had nothing to do today, so when you told me to come, I left home straight away."

"Oh, I see. I made some foods, do you want to eat?"

You gladly accepted and accompanied him into the kitchen where he served you a plate and himself, then you sat down at the table and began to chat quietly.

After finishing the meal, you offered to wash the dishes, and after several minutes of persuading him to let you do it, he gave in. So while you cleaned the plates, he washed the table.

But without you noticing, Takashi had finished, gently approaching you. That's when a purple spot caught his attention on your neck; he placed his finger on it, gently caressing the area.

You immediately jumped as he chuckled softly.

"Really?" he asked.

"Uh...you weren't supposed to realize it like that!" you replied, a little disappointed, you hadn't even had time to make him believe it was true!

Takashi smiled a little more before wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder.

"You wouldn't have fooled me, I know you too well." His violet eyes watched your face for a moment, then he buried his face in the crook of your neck, tickling you.

That's when you felt your skin being nibbled, making you tense immediately. Takashi laughed during the process, biting your skin a little more as it began to redden under his touch.

"You know, my love," he began, holding your skin between his teeth. "You didn't need to do that. I can do as much as you want."