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Omg its me again lol
I randomly thought about Ran and/or Rin seeing like an old classmate at like a conference/meeting who made it big and just becoming curious on how they did it.
To the point where they are looking us up every now and then to see what we are up to. Finding the places we frequent to make any mental connections on how we got so high up on the ladder.
I don’t have much else for this I just saw that you liked Rin and Ran and wanted to give some more ideas!
Rindou with former classmate reader who made it big:
tokyo revengers s4 is coming so im gonna kill myself to prevent experiencing the pain of 2021/2022.
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collecting this mfuckers like infinity stones
(the fact that Bonten’s scenes might not even be an episode long pains me… I do hope they add a little more)
wet and throbbing, his voice has me wet and throbbing
like just stick that gun down my pussy pls
°。*~✧~A playful TikTok challenge~✧*。°
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Trying to steal from someone like The Mad Dog of Bonten is nearly impossible, but attempting it is an honor you'll tell your friends about... if you live to do it.
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Sanzu just get in the car after getting his burger while Y/N was sitting quietly watching him smiling, just before he started eating his burger she tapped his shoulder asking him for a kiss but He laughs, low and rough, rubbing the spot where you hit him like it actually hurt.
he leaned for her lips but she passed him and attacked his burger to get a bite from it and locked in at the burger not backing off.
He freezes mid-lean, lips still slightly parted, looking at her like she just committed the highest act of betrayal in Bonten history.
“…you little thief,”
he mutters, voice low but curling with that dangerous amusement. His icy eyes dart from her face to the burger now in her hands like it’s a hostage situation.
He leans back slowly, resting one arm lazily over the steering wheel, the other drumming on the window as if calculating her punishment.
“You know,”
he drawls,
“I was gonna give you the kiss. Now? You just started a war.”
Before she can take a second bite, he suddenly lunges—one arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her against his chest in the cramped car seat, his other hand trying to wrestle the burger away while his lips brush deliberately against her ear
“Gimme the damn thing, baby. Or I swear, I’ll make you pay in ways you won’t be able to complain about.”
His tone is playful, but his grip says *you're not leaving this car alive with my food*
She started laughing but keep fighting back wrestling over the burger and bit again, But the second her teeth sink into it again, his eyes widen like she just stabbed him in the heart.
“Ohhh, you’re dead,”
he hisses, grinning like a lunatic now.
He abandons all pretense of subtlety—one arm snakes fully around her, practically dragging her sideways across the console, while his other hand pries at her fingers with ruthless precision. She's laughing, trying to twist away, but he’s relentless, his breath warm against her cheek.
“You think you can rob me in my own car?” he growls, voice breaking into that manic edge.
“I run the streets, baby, but you—”
he jerks the burger just enough to make her squeal—
“you think you can run me?”
She bite again out of pure defiance, and he freezes for a second, staring like she has just declared war on his soul. Then—without warning—he shoves the remaining piece into his own mouth, chewing slow and smug while still holding her trapped against him.
“Game over,”
he mumbles around the bite, smirking. “And you still owe me that kiss.”
She collapsed on the passenger seat laughing, sauce smudge on her lips
"How did you eat it all in once, you're going to die"
He’s still chewing, eyes narrowed in that mock-dangerous way, one corner of his mouth curling up as he swallows.
“Because I’m a professional, baby,”
he says, leaning over until his face is inches from hers, voice low and smug.
“And if I die—”
his gaze flicks to the smear of sauce on your lips
“—I’m making damn sure I take you with me.”
Before she can move, he catches her chin between his fingers, tilting her face up. He doesn’t even bother with a napkin—just leans in and licks the sauce from the corner of her mouth, slow enough to make she forgets the burger ever existed.
Sanzu:
“That’s mine too,”
he murmurs, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip possessively before he smirks and sits back.
“Now… are you still laughing, or should I give you another reason to choke?”
She stopped like someone hit pause on her then shoved her head towards him blushing and hit his arm
"Perv"
He laughs, low and rough, rubbing the spot where she hit him like it actually hurt.
“Perv?”
he echoes, feigning innocence as his icy eyes glint with pure mischief.
“Sweetheart, I was just… cleaning up. Can’t have my girl walking around looking like she’s been attacked by a cheeseburger.”
His hand slides from the steering wheel to rest on her thigh, squeezing just enough to make her blush deepen.
“You’re lucky I didn’t pin you to the seat and really make sure it was gone,”
he adds with a wicked grin.
“But, hey… call me a perv again, and I might just have to prove you right.”
He turns back to the road like nothing happened, but the smirk on his face says he’s enjoying every second of watching her flustered.
"Oh my goodness, now my stomach hurts from laughing"
She wrapped her arms around her stomach laughing again and whining
He glances at her out of the corner of his eye, smirk softening into that amused, almost fond look he gets when she's too busy being adorable to notice.
“Yeah? That’s what happens when you wage burger wars with me,”
he says, steering one-handed while his free hand reaches over to tug her gently toward him.
“C’mere, clown.”
He pulls her against his side, her laughter still shaking through her, and rests his chin on top of her head.
“You’re lucky I like that stupid laugh,”
he mutters, voice low but warm. “Otherwise I’d have tossed you outta the car miles ago.”
When she whines dramatically, clutching her stomach like she has been mortally wounded, he chuckles, rubbing lazy circles against her hip.
“Breathe, baby. Or I’ll have to give you mouth-to-mouth… and we both know I’m not doing that to save your life.”
She started laughing again
"Quit perverseness"
He snorts, that low, dangerous kind of laugh that means he’s about to double down instead of back off.
“Quit perverseness?”
he repeats, mocking her phrasing with a dramatic tilt of his head.
“Baby… that’s like telling the sun to quit shining.”
His arm tightens around her waist, pulling her closer until she's half in his lap, the car swaying slightly as he drives one-handed.
“You started this,”
he reminds her, voice dipping into that teasing growl.
“You stole from me. You laughed at me. And now you’re telling me to behave?”
He leans down, his breath brushing her ear.
“Cute. Real cute. But you’re mine, and I’m never polite with what’s mine.”
Then he kisses the side of her neck deliberately slow, just to make her squirm, before leaning back like nothing happened—smirk plastered across his face.
Y'all need to hear me out on this one
