synopsis: how they would react to an empty/not-so empty threat on their weiner
warnings: suggestive themes. MDI. cursing, reader is a little aggressive but in the clerb it's all fam, energies are matched (izana), hanma gets his own warning, just yet another crack fix for yall lol
notes: a little some some for my patient readers 🤲🏾 hope you enjoy !
hanma, who by the time he lets himself fall in love with you, has grown accustomed to your routine, a telltale sign that he was subconsciously falling into your orbit face first.
hanma, whose touch becomes slightly less perverted than it was at first, he cradles your face as his lips spill out the filthiest words of praise. from “dirty slut” to “good girl” you feel dizzy at the contrast between the way his fingers are rubbing messily at your clit, and how soft his lips feel against yours.
hanma, who is well aware of how flawed he is, still cannot believe that you love him. the way you’re riding him is nothing short of filthy, eager to please him—he is quite vocal, but you’ve never heard him like this. whiny. his fingers threaten to bruise the skin of your hips, digging so harshly that you hiss against his lips.
“I love you.”
he hears you the first time, but it’s all too overwhelming. his head is tipped back, ears a bright red color and his jaw clenched as he tries to suppress his own noises. so you repeat it.
“shuji,” you call out for him, hand cradling his face with so much tenderness that has his eyes blurring. “I love you.”
you watch in real time how he falls apart beneath you. you squeeze around his cock on purpose, and hanma doesn’t miss the small smile adorning your features as he bucks up his hips against yours.
“you fucking tease.” he says through gritted teeth, but he is barely able to contain his noises as he spills everything inside, painting your walls white.
hanma knows he hasn’t said it back, and he fears you might’ve misunderstood or gotten the wrong idea. but when he lays you down on your back ever so softly, golden eyes never once leaving yours as his hand wraps around the back of your thigh to push it against your chest—he sees it.
your gaze, full of warmth and trust, pulls him closer than ever. your arms wrap around his neck, and your lips brush against his playfully.
“I’m waiting,” your fingers scratch at his nape, and hanma could’ve sworn he felt his heart leap in his chest. “or do you wanna show me instead?”
hanma has never been a man of many words, but he can make an exception for you.
⟡ ── no one warned that fatherhood would be this cute | TOKYO REVENGERS
papa!au + bonten executives + hanma
SANZU HARUCHIYO !
he was supposed to be resting after a bloody bonten business. he really shouldve. but how can he when himari sat on his stomach, mustering all the seriousness her little self could as she carefully peels off glittery stickers one by one and puts them onto his face.
haru groans, "you done yet?"
"no." she answers quickly, peeling off the biggest star sticker and applying it right on his forehead, "this one sparkle."
he groans again.
and you laugh, "don't move, you'll ruin her masterpiece."
"great. you're in on this too."
HAITANI RAN !
ran laid on his stomach, while yua was standing on his back, walking back and fourth.
"a little to the left...yeah there," he instructs. after a long day of mafia meeting, ran was fully exhausted. and ofcourse, he asked yua for a massage: walking on his back, her weight was enough pressure, "mhm 10 out of 10. best service."
"long day?" you ask as you enter the scene, sitting on the bed beside them as he simply hums.
"papa agreed to get me icecream as payment!"
"is that so?" you look at her, "are you gonna ask for more sugar from your next client?"
"no! papa's my only client."
ran peeks up with a smile, "heard that? it's exclusive."
HAITANI RINDOU !
rindou sat cross legged on the floor, looking out the window with rina beside him as they watched the raindrops race down the window. they didn't speak, only betting on which drop they think would win.
rina taps his thigh, pointing at the raindrop, "that one is fast." to which rindou simply hums, saying that the one beside is faster.
you almost hated that you interrupted the quiet. but they deserve hot chocolate. you walk to them, placing the hot choco tray down.
"thank you mama," both of them say in unison making you smile.
just when you were about to get up, rindou holds your arm and rina tells you to stay. to watch as the raindrops race.
KOKONOI HAJIME !
he never thought he'd see his daughter crying over homework. math homework. tutors after tutors, classes after classes, practice after practice and yet, miyu clutched the pencil tightly in her fist out of frustration, her tears already falling on the worksheet.
so he took matters in his own hands, "what's the trouble?" his heart breaks as she looks up at him all teary eyed. he wipes her face, telling her that he'll explain. and surprisingly, he did what no tutors could. he taught her maths. properly.
"mama! look, i finished worksheet!" she beams.
you smile, checking the worksheet, "looks like we have to hire papa to teach you from now on."
"i accept payment in hugs and kisses."
KAKUCHO !
he spend the rest of the day with hana, playing princess. he was sven(yes, the reindeer. girl dads don't get to choose their roles.) she was elsa.
all this because when he came back home, he saw you cradling a crying hana. she had watched that episode of courage the cowardly dog.
he picked her up, cuddling her close, telling her that the scary face is gone. it's fake. the only real things are princesses. like the one he is holding now.
halfway through frozen 2, she fell asleep in his lap. he kissed her forehead.
"you're the best papa, sven."
"don't."
you chuckle as you sit next to him, noticing how calmly hana is sleeping in her papa's arms.
"what do you think she's dreaming about?" you ask.
"princesses maybe."
"or maybe you as sven—"
HANMA SHUJI !
shuji was tossing rui up, catching her midair like she weighed nothing(and honestly, she barely did. to him atleast.)
but to your mother instincts...your heart would drop everytime she left his hold.
"papa again!!" she squealed, laughing nonstop.
"you got it, gremlin," he says, tossing her in the air, grabbing her, spinning her around and all.
you sat there, watching your two favourite chaos, "shuji," you called softly, "careful."
"don't worry babe, i got this." after a while, he plopped down on the couch with rui still in his arms as he kissed her all over her face, making her giggle uncontrollablly.
og bad toman Hanma shuji thoughts (can you tell I think abt this man too much)
-he gets angry at the mention of having a baby/babies…he’s not a baby kinda guy. Just imagine asking him one evening if he would ever want a kid and then he just raises his brow, giving you a firm hard ‘No, I won’t even think about it.’ Look..
BUT. You eventually do have a kid..somehow. You can decide how you convinced him.
-He's a thrower. Whenever you argue with him a bit too hard, make him worry that you'll leave-He breaks things. Not because he's trying to guilt you into staying but because the man doesn't know how else to blow of steam. He doesn't know how to have emotional conversations-but he knows how to break a chair or two.
-He lets you live. I think we often have the idea that yakuza men like to keep their women/loved ones hidden under the guises of 'safety'. but i think Shuji lets you do what you want, you wanna study? sure. Wanna be a housewife? why not. Wanna work? ok. He knows constraint is the worst feeling ever-But he expects you to be home when hes home. He hates missing 'alone time'
-Calls your cat 'the bastard'
-Gets annoyed when you leave the bed when hes also in it. He also wakes frequently in the night (despite being a heavy sleeper) to check youre still there.
-On the topic of bed, he hates the whole, pillow barrier, separate blanket bs. He needs you to be right next to him (or on him)