#draken

[m4nj1r0s]

How would he react to you asking him to catch a spider?

Including: Manjiro Sano, Ryuguji Ken, Baji Keisuke, Haruki Hayashida, Mitsuya Takashi, Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Chifuyu Matsuno, Shinichiro Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya

A/N: This is a little shitty and short, I’m still trying to get back into the groove of things pls bear with me 💔

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Mikey

- He actually isn’t afraid of spiders, but will scream anyway for fun with you when you spot one.

- Half expects you to do deal with it as he doesn’t think it’s that big of a deal.

- But then you make him take one of his nasty flip-flops off and squash it. (I just know his flip-flops STINK)

- Unfortunately you almost pass out from the stench. :(

Draken

- Very nonchalant about it. And he does side eye you for screaming over a teensy spider.

- Type of guy to say ‘it’s more scared of you than you are of it’ and it gets you so annoyed.

“Y’know, you’re bigger than it, and that spider’s more scared of you than you are of it.”

“Apply that logic to grenades then as well.”

- Walks away until you make him come back but he refuses to kill it so he grabs a cup and some paper.

- It’s a-okay until he DROPS IT.

- Thinks you’re overreacting when you make him piggyback you Mikey-style any time you enter the kitchen. But he also starts wearing his slippers more often around the house..

Mitsuya

- Well we all know he’s a sweetheart about everything, so he’ll quite happily take it outside for you.

- He’s done this a million times for his younger sisters, he’s not afraid.

- He even goes the extra mile and searches up ways to ward spiders off for you.

- It’s all fun and games until one of those flying spiders happen to come in one day and you’re both freaking out.

- He does NOT fw them.

Baji

- Will laugh at you at first for being scared of a little spider until you start bickering with him over it.

- Rolls his eyes but he squashes it for your sake anyway.

- But he squashes it with his bare foot.

- “Jeez, why are you so dramatic?”

- “Keisuke, that’s actually VILE.”

- He didn’t want to get his slippers dirty so he does it with his foot which he claims is easier to clean..

- Honestly he doesn’t care. Will act like your fear of them annoys him but he actually doesn’t mind it, and he certainly doesn’t mind the affection you give him after. :)

Pah

- Won’t admit it but he’s a little scared of spiders too so he’ll be hesitant.

- You two also start bickering, until you have a good idea.

- Pochi could kill it!

- Unfortunately Pah would rather kill it himself than let his precious Pochi do that :(

- But he does get rid of it and he does expect extra compensation in kisses since you suggested Pochi kill the spider (how could you).

Chifuyu

- Sees this as his chance to shine and have his shoujo manga moment.

- “Don’t worry, honey, I’ll deal with it!”

- Takes this very seriously, and tries to find out what type of spider it is. It was a long and tedious process.

- He captures the spider under a cup and then goes to the library with him to get an encyclopaedia on spiders and how to identify them so he can deal with it ‘in the most efficient way possible for you.’

- By the time he comes back, the spider has somehow escaped.

Ran

- You wake him up from his sleep so he can get the spider for you and he’s not happy.

- He gets YOUR shoe and tries to smack it but it runs off onto the floor and under the sofa/couch.

- “Look, it’s gone.”

- “Ran!”

- “Let’s just both go back to sleep, the spider is gone now, baby.”

- Much to your dismay he goes back to bed and expects you to go back to sleep with him. (It’s 2 pm)

Rindou

- He’s a little iffy about spiders. He doesn’t like their legs or how fast they can move.

- “Why don’t we both kill it?”

- “Rindou, I can’t do that.”

- He sighs as if he’s doing you a massive favour and grabs a bug spray.

- He would squash it but he doesn’t want to clean up the spider blood that smooshes onto the wall.

- Does expect to get free passes to blast music around the house since you usually don’t let him. And a kiss or two (he wants three).

Sanzu

- Looks at you with the most blank face ever when you ask him to kill it.

- You can’t tell but he actually does care a lot about what you’re afraid of and he’s already making a mental note to research ways to ward them off in the future.

- Grabs the spider with his bare hands and starts to rip its legs off.

- “Sanzu, what the fuck.”

- “It’s scaring you, so I’m dealing with it.”

- He genuinely doesn’t see the problem and throws the legless corpse into a random bin outside.

- Thinks he did a very good job.

Izana

- Thinks you’re stupid to be scared of them, they’re minuscule and mostly harmless.

- He used to have a ‘pet’ spider when he was in the orphanage with Kakucho so he doesn’t care that it’s even there in the first place until you say something.

- Kills it with no qualms and tries to hand you the corpse.

- “Izana, I don’t want it! Go throw it away!”

- “It’s a token of my love.”

Kakucho

- He’s so patient with you and has no complaints about killing a spider for you.

- He’ll listen to pretty much anything you say, so he’s the one to kill any other bugs in the house for you.

- So he does it without question and goes back to whatever he was doing, but with his arm slung over your shoulder.

- “If you want me to do anything else, just lemme know.”

- “Kakucho, you are an angel.”

Kazutora

- He is SO confused on why you’re even afraid of something as tiny as a spider. In his mind they’re harmless and they get all the other little bugs like flies, so why wouldn’t you want to leave the spider?

- Like Draken, he doesn’t kill it and grabs a cup and some paper but complains about it the whole time.

- “I don’t even see why you’re scared, it’s nothing.”

- “Stop being mean, ‘tora!”

- Will stop complaining once he sees it’s bothering you and he’s the one giving kisses after.

- “You forgive me yet?”

- “Already did ‘cause you got the spider.”

Shinichiro

- Sees it as the perfect opportunity to show off his manliness and strength.

- He basically begs you to watch him take the spider out.

- “Honeybun, watch me do it!”

- “I’m watching, Shin..”

- Squashes it with a shoe whilst making eye contact with you.

- “Did you see how I killed that thing?”

- “Yes, I did see.”

- “Did I look strong?”

- “Yes, Shin, you did.”

[adreamingsinner]

It started slowly, so insignificant that no one even noticed how or rather why he'd skip a few Toman meetings from time to time. His friends were quick to adapt to his absence, knowing how impulsively chaotic he is, they figured he'd probably be up to some kind of mischief– he is Keisuke Baji after all.

However, it became more obvious. Chifuyu found it quite unusual for Baji to go to school early and he was nowhere to be found during lunch break. Not only that but his grades were suddenly getting better.

The founders of Toman noticed his strange shift in behavior as well. Whenever they went out together Mitsuya would catch Baji staring at the flowers displayed outside a particular flower shop a little too long. Draken noticed too how the jewelry shop seemed all too interesting to him.

And one day Kazutora ran into Baji buying chocolates, candies and all the sugary stuff he sweared were too sweet for him. "They're not mine," he said but refused to tell whom he bought them for.

Though he denied it, the others already knew that he was in love. Chifuyu even caught him walking you home while carrying your bag. The sweet snacks he bought in your hand and the flower he'd been eyeing for weeks in your other hand.

Yeah, Baji was in love.

[fuyungus]

boys who overstimulate you until you're sore ?!?!?!

"Just one more, yeah baby?" your body shakes under his, he insert his dick once again inside of your sore hole, with one hand he grasps your waist and with the other he stimulates your clit, making you squirm, you moan and hug him by his neck, letting him know that you don't want him to stop. "Fuuuuck" he hisses as he cums once again inside of you. "Last one, I swear baby, I'm just so- ngh" He's so pussy drunk he can't even finish his sentences !! (,,>﹏<,,)

"I wish I could fuck this pussy every hour, every day"

Kuroo, Kageyama, NANAMI, Geto, DRAKEN, Chifuyu + your favs !!

[intheafterall]

The Tokyo Revengers / Avatar The Last Airbender crossover no one asked for.

[stardustshuji]

　　❛❛ 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓, 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐀.

ꗃ sum. a collection of tokyo's hottest summer tunes! featuring manjiro sano, ken ryuuguji, chifuyu matsuno, kazutora hanemiya, and keisuke baji. get to know them intimately in these new hit tracks!

tags. fem!reader. smut. all characters are written in their adult timeline (20+). pwp. unprotected sex. pet play ("kitten"). collars/leashes. breeding. cumflation. body worship (r). oral (r). size difference. dubcon (somnophilia). thigh fucking. just some smutty lil drabbles i cooked up at 3am.

a/n. sooo i'm dipping my toes back into writing for tumblr but we will see how it goes! i'm anticipating this being three "sides" or parts and i'm actually really excited about the next one because it involves shuji (≧▽≦)

ꗃ : side a / side b / side c

☆ track #1: manjiro sano 　— feat. breeding

manjiro is quiet when he fucks you. 

not silent, but quiet in that concentrated way he always gets when he wants something— when he’s taking something. when his mind has gone dark and low and given in to the intrusive thoughts.

you’re beneath him, folded in half, your legs pushed up and back until your knees press into the mattress. he’s deep— so deep you can feel him in your stomach— and the position leaves you with nowhere to go, nothing to do but take it. just like he wants.

“you're so good,” he breathes, his voice hoarse as he rocks into you. “so fucking good like this. all spread open for me.”

his pace is steady and purposeful. every thrust is controlled, like he’s pushing his cum deeper with each stroke. like he wants to ruin you from the inside out. and maybe he does. maybe that’s the point.

you moan his name, your fingers digging into the sheets, and manjiro groans in return, the sound low and guttural. his forehead presses to yours, sweat beading at his temple, his breath shaky.

“gonna fill you up,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against your mouth. “make sure it takes.”

your walls flutter around him at the words— at the promise in them— and that’s all it takes. 

manjiro snarls, hips snapping forward one last time as he cums deep inside you once again, burying himself to the hilt. 

he doesn’t pull out, doesn’t even think about it. he just holds you there— pressed full, pinned open, panting against your skin— and grinds. small, slow, filthy rolls of his hips that have you seeing stars. 

you blink to clear your vision, lifting your head to the best of your ability, and glancing down where your bodies connect. above it, your stomach is bloated, filled with his loads that never seem to end. 

"look at that," he murmurs, onyx eyes following your line of sight. "gonna look so pretty all swollen with my baby.”

☆ track #2: ken ryuuguji 　— feat. size difference

you don’t stand a chance against him.

not when ken decides he wants you. not when his hands are twice the size of yours and wrapped tight around your hips, dragging you into him like you weigh nothing at all. you try to brace yourself against his chest, but it’s useless— his body is a wall of corded muscle intent on pinning you down.

“c’mon, baby,” ken says, his voice low and unbothered, like he’s not already manhandling you into whatever position he wants. “you know i got you.”

and he does. he always does.

you’re on your stomach one second and flipped over flat on your back the next, your head spinning with how easily he moves you— how eagerly he manhandles you, like it turns him on just knowing he can.

“you’re so small,” he groans, crowding over you, spreading your legs wider with his thighs and pinning your wrists above your head with one massive hand. “feels like you’re gonna break.”

your breath stutters when he thrusts his hips forward, his thick cock heavy against your pussy, not even inside yet and it’s already too much. the stretch is going to ruin you and he hasn’t even started.

“you like that, huh?” he murmurs, his mouth dragging down your neck, trailing open-mouthed kisses across your pebbled skin. “like being tossed around a little?”

you whimper beneath him, and he laughs breathlessly. “don’t worry, sweetheart,” ken reassures you, “i’ll make it fit.”

he does— slowly, deliberately, inch by inch until your back arches off the bed and your hands twist helplessly in his grip. he’s huge, stretching you open with a kind of patience that only makes it worse, like he wants you to feel every second of it.

“shit— you’re squeezin’ me so tight,” he grits out, jaw clenched as he bottoms out. “too much?”

before you can even begin to formulate a response, he smirks, rising back up only to whisper in your ear. “nah, you can take it. you always do.”

☆ track #3: chifuyu matsuno 　— feat. body worship

"you're so pretty, baby.” chifuyu murmurs the sentiment against your lips, whispers it so sweetly your teeth start to ache. 

he always makes you feel like this— adored, loved, cherished. like he’s memorizing every inch of you, cataloguing every breath you take. his hands are warm where they cradle your cheeks, his thumbs brushing along your jaw as if the shape of you alone deserves reverence.

“you don’t even know,” he continues, his voice low, almost awestruck. “how could you? you don’t see what i see.”

he kisses you again, slower this time, his fingers drifting lower, skimming your collarbone, ghosting over your ribs. his lips follow, pressing kisses to the hollow of your throat, the curve of your shoulder, the swell of your chest as it rises and falls with shallow breaths.

“fuyu..” you say his name like it’s the only thing tethering you to the moment. like if you didn’t, you might just float away.

he hums in response, his mouth continuing its descent until it hovers right below your navel. “you’re perfect. every part of you.”

his gaze flicks back up, and for a beat, he just looks at you— green eyes sparkling like you’re the answer to every question he’s never known how to ask. he presses a kiss to the soft skin of your inner thigh, slow and deliberate. then, another. and another.

each one is a vow. a promise bestowed by his mouth, not in words, but in worship. a promise that he’ll never treat you like anything less than a goddess.

his hands are gentle as they roam— fingertips delicately skimming up your sides as though he’s afraid to ask too much of you, to take too much. everything about him in this moment is patient. devoted. he shifts between your legs, his breath hot against your skin, and when he finally kisses your slick folds, you gasp, your body arching instinctively.

“just relax for me,” he murmurs, “let me take care of you.”

his tongue follows the path his kisses paved, slow and purposeful, like he’s learning you all over again. and maybe he is— each sigh you give him, every tremble of your thighs, becomes something sacred to him. 

he groans softly against you when you moan his name again, his hands firm at your hips to keep you steady. you’re dizzy with it— his praise, his mouth, the intensity of it all.

“you have no idea,” he breathes between strokes of his tongue, “how much i love you like this. how good you are. how beautiful.”

and when your fingers tangle in his hair and your voice breaks apart on his name, he closes his eyes, drinks in the sound, and smiles— like he’s the lucky one. like worshiping you is a privilege he’ll never take for granted.

☆ track #4: kazutora hanemiya 　— feat. dubcon / somnophilia

you’re asleep when it starts.

soft breaths, slow and steady, your chest rising and falling in a gentle rhythm beneath the sheets. you don’t stir when the mattress dips or when warm hands slip beneath the blanket, careful not to wake you.

kazutora watches you in the dark, golden eyes lit with something dangerous. you’re so peaceful like this— unguarded, trusting. it breaks something open in his chest that never healed right in the first place.

he brushes your hair back, the pads of his thumbs ghosting over your cheek, your mouth, your throat. he’s already hard, already aching, and the sound you make when you shift in your sleep nearly ruins him right then and there.

“shhhh,” he whispers, pressing his forehead to your shoulder. “i won’t even put it inside.”

he’s careful when he pulls out his cock. ever so cautious as he feeds it between your plush thighs, his brow furrowing at the warmth radiating off your sweet pussy above it. you’re soft and warm and pliant around him as he grinds forward, his cock sliding along the slick heat.

he groans quietly, low in his throat, as he ruts against you. your skin is wet where his tip catches, slick with his arousal, but he doesn’t fuck you. not yet. not when you’re asleep. he told himself he wouldn’t.

but your thighs— fuck, they’re enough.

“feels so good, baby,” he murmurs against your skin, teeth grazing your shoulder. “feels like you want this. like you’ve been waiting for me.”

you shift again, muttering something half-coherent in your sleep. your head tilts toward him, and god— it makes him twitch between your legs, his hips stuttering as he fucks the space between your thighs like an animal in heat.

his hand moves to your waist, holding you flush against him as he grinds deeper, quicker, more desperately.

“i’ll be gentle,” he promises, his voice rough, lips dragging over your neck. “i’ll take care of you when you wake up. i’ll make it so fucking good, you’ll beg me to do it again.”

but for now— he fucks your thighs like they’re your cunt, burying his moans in your skin as if confessing them out loud would make him unworthy.

his rhythm falters, his cock twitching as he thrusts forward one last time, and when he cums, it’s with a choked gasp, his jaw falling ajar, cum spilling across your skin— sticky and warm between your thighs.

“mine,” he pants against your skin, “you’re mine forever.”

☆ track #5: keisuke baji 　— feat. pet play

you can feel his stare before you hear him move. it’s heavy. possessive. the kind of look that settles deep under your skin and stays there, molten hot and aching. 

you’re already kneeling when keisuke rises to his feet— waiting, just like he told you to. the collar he clasped around your throat earlier gleams in the low light, leather snug against your skin, the metal ring at the front catching his eye.

“fuck,” he breathes, his voice thick with approval. “look at you, kitten.”

your chin lifts as you look up at him through your lashes, lips parted, eyes soft. and the way he grins— crooked, hungry, proud— makes your heart pound in your chest. 

he stalks toward you slowly, like a predator savoring its kill. one hand reaches for the leash he left coiled on the nightstand, and when he clips it to the ring of your collar, the sound of metal meeting metal makes something inside you clench tight.

“there she is,” he murmurs, fingers brushing the side of your neck before curling around the leash, giving it a tug. “my good fuckin’ girl.”

the praise burns through you, your thighs pressing together as you sit a little straighter. keisuke crouches in front of you, the leash still wrapped around his hand, and tilts your chin up until there’s nowhere left to look but him. his bronze eyes shine with something primal, something possessive.

“yours,” you whisper back, because you know that’s what he wants to hear. what he needs to hear.

“damn right,” he growls, crashing his mouth against yours. the kiss is all teeth and hunger, like he’s trying to brand you with the shape of his mouth. when he pulls away, there’s a small string of spit connecting you, and his tongue darts out to lick at it until it snaps.

“on the bed. hands and knees.” and you obey instantly. because when keisuke tells you to do something, it isn’t about control— it’s about trust. and he wears that trust like a crown.

you feel his eyes dragging over you as you move, the mattress dipping beneath you, and then his hand is at the small of your back. he leans in close— so close you can feel his breath against your ear.

“you wear my collar well,” he purrs. “now let me show you what good pets get when they behave.”

[tokyorevengersfan05]

Cute Habits. Tokyo Revengers

summary: my headcanons about what the Tokyo Rev characters' habits would be like in a relationship with you

Characters: Manjiro Sano "Mikey", Ken Ryuguji "Draken", Keisuke Baji, Chifuyu Matsuno, Ran Haitani, Rindo Haitani, Hanemiya Kazutora, Haruchiyo Sanzu, Izana Kurokawa

Manjiro Sano "Mikey"

• Mikey's favorite habit is to put his head on your shoulder or lap and instantly fall asleep, feeling completely safe. • He constantly asks you to share your food with him to try a piece. • It's important for him to hold your hand or at least the hem of your clothes when you walk down the street.

Ken Ryuguji "Draken"

• Draken is the kind of person who will silently straighten your scarf, button up your jacket, or rearrange your shoes in the hallway. He shows love through actions, not words. • When you are in a crowd, he always puts his hand on the back of your head or shoulder, gently guiding and protecting you from collisions with passersby. • He remembers random little things that you talk about, and a month later he can buy exactly the sweets that you casually mentioned.

Keisuke Baji

• Baji loves it when you comb his long hair or braid it. In these moments, he turns from a "wild beast" into an affectionate cat. • He often insists that you wear his huge hoodie or gang jacket, just because he likes to see his stuff on you (and smell your scent on them afterwards). • Baji always shares his food with you, he likes to try new dishes with you.

Chifuyu Matsuno

• He always tells you about the manga he reads and sometimes suggests reading it together. • He often likes to take pictures of you at the most unexpected moments, and then adds photos to a special folder with your "unsuccessful" or sleeping photos, which he considers the sweetest in the world. • Chifuyu constantly talks about the future and the past. His habit is to insert into sentences "Do you remember, we wanted to…" or "When we get a cat…".

Ran Haitani

• Ran loves taking care of you. His habit is to comb your hair, wear face masks together, or even give you a light shoulder massage after a hard day. • He's constantly winking at you or making ambiguous jokes in public to watch you blush. He likes to see your reaction. • Ran is very tactile. He likes to hug you from behind when you're busy with something, and put his chin on top of your head, interfering with work or cooking.

Rindo Haitani

• Unlike his brother, Rindo seems to be colder, but his habit of grumbling about how lightly you are dressed intersects with concern when he throws his jacket over you. • He often shares an earpiece with you. His way of saying "I love you" is to make a playlist that reminds him of you. • When you're alone, he likes to fall asleep with his arms wrapped around your waist, as if he's afraid you'll disappear. He's much more attached to you than he admits.

Hanemiya Kazutora

• After everything that happened to him, Kazutora needs physical confirmation that everything is fine. His habit is to hold your little finger or touch your hand when you're just sitting next to him. • He often gives you little things that he found or bought on impulse: a beautiful stone, a keychain, or your favorite gum. That's how he shows that he's been thinking about you all day. • He often asks again: "You're not mad at me?" It may be sad, but his sincere desire to be "good" to you looks very touching. He will try his best to make you happy.

Haruchiyo Sanzu

• Sanzu can spend hours watching you sleep or read. His sweet (and a little scary) habit is to memorize your daily routine down to the second so that he can "accidentally" be there when you need help. • He rarely takes off his mask in front of others, but with you, his habit is to bury his face in your palms, allowing you to touch his scars. This is his highest mark of trust. • He often gives you unusual gifts, like an antique ring or an engraved knife, just so you can always protect yourself.

Izana Kurokawa

• Izana can stare at you for a long time in silence while you're busy with something. If you catch him doing this, he won't look away, but just barely smile. • If you're not around, he'll send short messages like "What are you thinking about?" Basically, he writes to you a lot. • He has a strange but romantic habit of asking you to dance without music, just in the middle of the room.

[wingo5]

A doodle whilst at work lol

[puprdou]

imagine manjiro sano and ken ryuguji who fucks you across their motorcycle. who bends you over the seat and fucks you till your body is mushy and pliant. who shoves their length down your throat whilst the other fucks your hole. who fucks you till your dumb on their cocks.

draken, who rolls his eyes as mikey taunts him, continues to argue over who makes you feel better as he pulls your head repeatedly back down on his cock in rhythm with his partners’ thrusts. “oh come on, we both know it’s me. right, sweetheart?” he looks down at you, seeing the tears pricking at your eyelids as your eyes rolled back, his cock shoved down your throat.

mikey, who watches in mild amusement to his little doll getting fucked by his partner, his best friend, while he fucks you dumb on his dick. he just had to make it a competition, who made you feel better; after all, this had all started because mikey was flaunting how good he made you feel, and draken had just so happened to hear it, and bet he could make you feel better.

so, of course, this was all solely because they had made a bet for 14,000 yen for who could make you feel better. truly, though, it was a shame, as you were too fucked out to even comprehend that fact, nor their continued arguing as they fucked you with zero remorse, as if you were their own little fleshlights to use as they pleased.

“we all know my cock makes her feel the best,” he laughed, making the taller boy glare at him with a lazy huff. their thrusts matched in rhythm, the shorter boy gripping your hips tightly as he fucked into your gooey hole, causing the other’s dick to start twitching past your lips as he felt the vibrations of your moans across his length.

“yeah, right. she likes me better,” the taller boy scoffed, their thrusts getting more and more sloppy as they continued to argue. “nuh uh! she’s my girlfriend!” he stuck his tongue out at the taller boy, acting like a little jealous child who saw their mother give someone else attention.

“i bet i’ll cum inside ’em faster,” mikey proposed with a shit eating grin, his sloppy pace quickening as he fucked himself into you to find his high. this, however, made draken do the same, fucking himself into your mouth at a relentless pace that has you incapable of taking in a breath. he huffed, “bet.”

they both chased their own high, your body rocking against mikey’s motorcycle. as mikey chased down his high, he found himself panting as his hips stuttered, grinning at the other boy as he buried himself inside you, looking up at draken—only to see him having done the exact same, as they both spilled themselves inside of you in tandem.

as they both emptied their warm seeds inside of you, they slowly pulled out, panting as their softening dicks slung out from your messy holes. your cunt oozed out your boyfriend’s cum, the sticky white liquid spilling out of you as you swallowed up all of his partners’.

“so, who made you feel better, dear?” mikey asks you in a soft tone of voice, only to see you giving a lazy thumbs up. it made them both chuckle, shrugging at eachother. “welp. guess we’ll never know~”

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