#kento yamazaki

[jdramasource]

ALICE IN BORDERLAND 今際の国のアリス (2020 - 2025) dir. Sato Shinsuke

[yuzurukun]

Alice in Borderland | s 3

What do you do that gives you a sense of meaning in life?

[redsamuraiii]

Alice in Borderland 1 (2020) & Alice in Borderland 3 (2025)

Edited : My reaction at the sudden realization of the connection. 🤣

[crimeandpunishments]

aib x squid game crossover following the events of s2 ep1 where gihun, after being gassed, finds himself in the borderlands rather than in the squid games. and when he joins a game unknowingly, he meets a familiar looking trio all smiley and cheerful and he’s just confused. why aren’t they afraid? and why does their speech sound so unfamiliar? and why does he have his phone with him spouting nonsense?

[docclaras]

ゴールデンカムイ網走監獄襲撃編 GOLDEN KAMUY 3: Abashiri Kangoku Shûgeki-hen (2026)

[nightangle9]

Dear Husband.

𑣲⋆FMT: 2.3k words, NewlyWed!Shintaro x NewlyWed!Reader, Marriage Night

𑣲⋆TW: dubcon, unprotected sex, creampie, size difference, slight degradation

𑣲⋆FEM reader

The first time you saw Shintaro was when he came to your estate with the marriage proposal.

A girl from a low-level yakuza clan that could never even dream of getting anywhere near the power that was Yamazaki, but spent all its life serving them, yet the Vice president, the second- in- command of that same clan had sat in front of your eager parents in that pristine white kimono that had your eyes travel to catch every little detail. The crest of the Yamazaki on the chest, the expensive, flowy fabric that couldn't hide the sturdy body underneath.

Your breath had caught as your parents had bowed so deep their forehead touched the ground, thanking him profusely for this once in a lifetine opportunity of elevating their status among the yakuza and wealth, officially selling you off to him.

When you both had stood up, you couldn't have helped but notice just how tall he really was.

A little bird, you were that's what he had thought.

Pretty, small and with wings that were clipped off the day you had the misfortune of being married to him.

And now was the day of your wedding. You were standing beside him in that pure white, heavily layered silk kimono that symbolised purity and new beginnings, your start with the Yamazaki name after yours. He stood beside you in that formal black crested kimono whilst the priest had waved the sacred wand over your heads; its purpose was to ward off evil spirits but which evil spirit would dare to show itself in front of your husband?

Taking the mandatory 3 sips of sake along with reading the oaths to the Gods and Spirits had your wedding ceremony concluded. Every person you registered there held much power that you, even now as his wife, a woman still couldn't fanthom to hold.

As the wedding reception started, you sat beside your husband on the low, long table on the tatami floor of the great hall of the estate, the first-in-command, the Oyabun, sitting at the head of the table as everyone ate the fancy, expensive feast that was laid in front of one's eyes, whispers and firm voices that briefed over discussions that didn't relate to you.

Somehow even at your wedding, you felt a sense of insignificance. One that relieved you, as a person who demanded attention at this place was a person as good as dead.

The reception ended fairly slow as everyone took their time at this formal event that probably, hopefully, won't occur again.

Shingen stood up first; then Shintaro, as you nervously mimicked his action. As everyone made their way out after Shingen had left, it was only you and Shintaro left in the great hall.

"I'll show you our room." He muttered quietly, beginning to walk out into the hallway as you took a step beside him. Strange for such a behemoth of a man, he walked quite slowly, you thought.

The hallway stretched with a courtyard in the middle as the moonless night led to only the dim lighting of the gasoline lamps on the walls glowing the surroundings, showing the soft view of the courtyard that contrasted with the rest of the estate in its delicacy. The finely cut plants and bushes, the small pond with stones around it, the lonely bench in the middle made you want to sit there when evening would close its curtains on the sun, and the sky would pinken with the afterglow of its residue, but you couldn't, of course.

It was your wedding night after all.

Shintaro slid the door smoothly as you stepped your foot in, feeling the texture change from wood to tatami beneath your feet. The room was traditional, just like the rest of the estate. The Yamazaki crest was carved into the wall, with a low mattress below it. It looked soft, cushiony, luxurious something like this man would sleep on but you didn't even know if this was even his bedroom before you came. A small black wooden table sat in front of the mattress, with a cabinet and decorative flowers at the corners of the room.

Shintaro closed the door behind you, as your hand twitched into a fist. This was the part no one prepares for. The intimacy, sharing the bed with a man you barely knew and more so feared than fantasised about.

As he took a step forward, one-two, before he stood right behind you. "Look at me, Y/N." His voice was near you but still above as you slowly turned to look at him with pressed lips that parted slightly as you met his gaze, looking up.

His dark eyes looked at you with an assessment that dimmed his eyelids. A rough, calloused hand came to caress your cheek with a finger, a feather touch so light it could be mistaken. "So beautiful, aren't you? A pretty little thing I've got myself as my wife." He murmured.

You feel the hardened texture of his skin as his palm cupped your cheek, thumb pressing down at your bottom lip. "Open your mouth for me." He whispered, a command disguised as a request. With hesitation and shyness that now was creeping in your skin, you parted your lips slightly.

A deep inhale of his that he took, tightening his jaw as he leaned forward to capture your lips. Your first kiss it was, and now he was about to take your first everything. His hand on your cheek now wrapped around the back of your neck as your breath hitched, as the other worked its way to take off the outer robe. The pristine white fell to the ground.

Your hands twitched in itself, brows furrowed as you struggled to comprehend the dizziness of the warm kiss that left you struggling for air while wanting to drown and whether you were even allowed to touch him. You were his, but he was never yours to begin with.

Shintaro pressed a kiss to your neck, firm like the hold of your neck that came off once he pressed his forehead to yours. Eyes looking at you with a pressure that made heat bubble up in your lower abdomen. His hands were strong and direct as he maintained eye-contact whilst untying the sash at your waist; the thick fabric bundled up struggled against his hands, crumpling and giving up as it fell to your feet.

The main kimono underneath was pliant to his gaze as he slowly looked down upon it before his gaze returned to yours. It was addicting, maddening, the way he had this power over you at this moment and probably forever, as you could only flush pink and tremble with nerves at his actions and eyes.

He lowered himself to wrap his arms around your thighs, lifting you swiftly, your hands coming up to lightly hold his shoulders as his gaze remained steady on your face hued by shyness. The softness of his lips met yours in a firm, breathtaking kiss as he stepped to lay you on the mattress, his larger body looming over yours.

Your face was heated up from the sensuality, the tension that radiated off him that could fill a room enough to choke, breaths coming in and out in a shaky quietness.

Callous hands slowly slipping under the thin fabric of the hadajuban (thin white underrobe), as the soft pink colour of your undergarments were outlined, clearly visible to him. His thumb loomed clearly over your fabric-covered cunt, the barrier of your underwear clearly separating the electrifying sensation you wanted bare on yourself; he started rubbing small, firm circles on it, leading to your breath hitching and thighs tightening over his hand. The flush on your cheeks turned crimson as his pace turned sharper and prominent, the hand working to turn you into a squirming mess infront of your newlywed husband.

As the wetness seeped from your panties to his thumb, his hand withdrew itself from underneath your hadajuban as you gulped to stifle a whine from the lack of sensation.

"Suck." He commanded

Trailing it, glistening with arousal, he brought it to your lips. Hesitantly, with embarrassment, you opened them as he put his thumb on your tongue, your mouth instinctively wrapping around sucking softly, making his eyes darken with the betrayal of lust that was affecting him. As he places himself between your legs, spreading them enough for accommodation.

His fingers sneaking underneath the white robe to tuck down your panties, leaving them off your ankles, throwing them somewhere unknown that you didn’t look because the black of his eyes held you so firmly in place, you could feel the shiver in your body before anything even started.

He grabbed under your knees to suddenly pull you closer as you gasped in surprise when his crotch pressed against your bare heat. So big... even from the ridges of his yukata, you could feel him pressing against you, firm and hard. “You know what I desire from you, right? You’ll provide it for me as per your duty.” Tugging down his hakama pants just enough to free his aching length, hiking up your white robe to your waist, pretty pussy glistening with arousal as he pressed his cock to your entrance.

“Be my good little wife, Y/N. Do what I command, obey me at your very step, and I’ll give you what you’re meant to have. My heir.” He murmured lowly, sinking into your soft walls slowly, every inch stretching you in pain as you clutched the pillow under your head, the throbbing dizzying up your head as your eyes fluttered in pain with unshed tears as he breached in completely, a shaky whimper leaving your lips in small heavings.

“S-shintaro-sama, please”, you whispered shakily, not knowing yourself whether your words were of pain or request. Shintaro’s hands came to rest heavily on your hips, slowly starting to grind into you as he breathed through gritted teeth at your pussy clenching like a vice around him. His thumb came up to rub circles on your clit like the same tantalising pressure from earlier.

“Relax. You can take it.” He muttered with a rough edge in his voice when he began to pull his hips in and out of you in small thrusts that precisely teased you with the hint of pleasure that was beginning to creep heat into your lower abdomen.

Small mewls and whines from your lips filled the quiet sense of the room, the dim lighting of the lamp flickering as the Vice-President’s thrusts got firmer and firmer by each passing second, hazing the only sense you had that was Pain, which dulled as your limbs tingled with sensation.

He put one leg of yours up his shoulder, your ankle resting on the clothed setting, making you flutter your eyelids in a whimpery cry as he leaned closer to murmur in front of your face with a hint of facetiousness. “You are such a crybaby, and here I was thinking my woman was a strong girl.” He pressed with an increase in his pace, hitting so deep it made your head fall back on the pristine pillow and your toes curl near his ear.

The whimpers and whines turned into a hue of moans as he rutted into you with an energy matching to his promise of giving you a child. Your voice laced with the begging of his name, ‘Shintaro-sama! S-shintaro-sama-!’ falling from your lips in stutters and breathiness whenever he hit a particular sweet spot in you.

“Quiet.” He muttered hoarsely, his rough hand wrapping around your neck as his thrusts turned harsh when he felt you clench around him at his action. A breathy, coarse chuckle escaped his lips as he muttered, “Look at you... getting aroused at such a crude gesture. What a dirty girl you were under all that obedience, hm? Don’t worry, I care to dissect every one of them. You’re mine after all.”

Pressing his lips to yours decisively, he whispered with an uneven breath as your eyes closed and your brows furrowed at the edge you were about to fall off, your walls tightening around his cock unwilling to let him go as he worked through it with his strength, giving you the rough clash of his hips that left you seeing stars behind your lids. “I take care of what’s mine. Y/N.”

You came with a stifled whine that left you with tears in your eyes and heat on your skin, your bottom lip bitten between your teeth. Your pathetic attempt at riding out your orgasm as your hips helplessly twitched against his, which Shintaro paid no mind to as his brows furrowed in focus at now filling you with his seed.

Hauling your other leg over his shoulder as he leaned forward on his knees, chasing his own high. His thrusts turning stuttering and rutting as his black hair fell over from the repeated hard movements of his body, jaw clenched hard as he fucked you over and over through overstimulation, your whines tuned with the skin-slapping sounds in the room, tears falling over the already damp pillow sides. His hips moved in once, twice before he paused their movements to cum into you deeeep with an uneven groan of his voice.

His chest heaved softly as he looked at your dishevelled state, running his hand through his hair. “I would really have to work on you. Need to enlist the practise into your core.” He muttered hoarsely with a sly smirk that crept in for a second as he looked down at the mess between your legs, slowly pulling himself out and tugging the towel resting on the side to wipe off the residue before looking at your dripping pussy with a hint of pride and possessiveness for a moment before cleaning you off.

“Was I satisfactory to you, Shintaro-sama?” You muttered breathily, still dizzy from earlier, as you sat up on your elbows whilst he dressed himself in sleepwear in front of the wooden cabinet.

He scoffed, pulling the yukata, his bare tattooed abdomen in view. “Just how clueless can a person be? I chose you out of every possible option ever. You have always been more than satisfactory.”

[ordermotif]

KENTO YAMAZAKI as RYOHEI ARISU ALICE IN BORDERLAND (2020-2025)

[lumizwrld]

˖᯽ ݁˖ ᴀʀɪꜱᴜ ʀʏᴏʜᴇɪ. ꜱᴜᴄɪᴀ. ʜᴏɴᴇʏᴍᴏᴏɴ ˖᯽ ݁˖

“You’re really…my wife.” Ryohei’s soft voice whispered as he was under your body, resting his tired self on the bed as you rested on top of him. Your soft legs were caressed by his yearning touch, his gentle brown eyes on your face as you sat there so pretty. “I can really say that.” His voice brought you closer to his face, feeling his soft breath kiss your skin.

“How does that make you feel, Ryohei?” You sang in his ear, trailing your fingertips down the side of his neck. He gradually turned his head to meet your eyes, his gaze of admiration making you weak on top of him. “So happy,” His voice had a pitch of excitement, sensing his hands relax on your sides. “How does it make you feel?” Always being his curious self, he managed to make you raise your body back up in a slight, nervous manner. Fuck you really took it in. It was like marrying him made you fall even more in love with him—but for him to ask you that question made you anxious, giggling as a response. Ryohei loved how shy you were though. He smiled at your reaction, his right hand intertwining yours. “Tell me beautiful,” He soon rose to get in your face, his trick of dominance. “How does it make you feel? Tell me.” It was like he tried to place you in a trance, his hands trailing back up your sides as you were his star of the show.

He loved putting you on the spot, seeing how quickly you’d change from the dominant one in the relationship—to his pretty little princess. So there you went, giggling while trying to restrain yourself from him just because you wanted to put yourself on edge. But his stare, his soft stare just on you, made you crack, finally submitting to your husband. “Also happy,” You rested your hands on his shoulders, raising your body to make him smaller. “You make me so happy, Ryohei. I know you know that.” You then caressed the back of his neck, your nails softly marking your territory as he melted in your grasp.

“I do.” His eyes gradually closed, which placed a big smile on your face. “I…I do.” Ryohei reiterated. Then his eyes opened, catching your evilness; however, with the longing eye contact you both gave each other, that evil stare faded into a profoundly yearning gaze. He bothered you completely, and fuck, he could read you within an instant each time you’d try to resist him. “I know what you’re doing.” He called you out, intriguingly tilting his head. “Even with that ring on your finger, you having my last name…you’ll still resist me, when it comes to this?”

“Shut up-” You glanced down at his lips.

“Do it.” He cut you off, his hands dropping to your hips as his eyes averted downwards onto his lap. “You always do it,” Ryohei said, “You always grind on me when I call you out.” His tongue was nasty, but it made you slightly tremble, and he felt you react to it. Witnessing his cocky smile as you felt exposed, you truly loved his humiliation of you. So, of course, being his pretty little wife, in a gradual manner, you obeyed his perverted command.

Your tone was ‘distasteful’, “You fucking-”

But Ryohei exposed you again…“You like it.” He demanded slowly as his hand to your throat made you go silent, however, not in a vocal way—with your words gasping out your throat instead. “You’re tempting me, I see you.” He finally broke you out of that resistance, your true intentions finally coming out to play with giggling all in his face. “There you are…”

“Why won’t you let me edge myself?” You whined as he applied a soft kiss to your cheek, driving you to grind a bit faster. “I like to suffer when it comes to that.” You softly bit your lower lip, inching close to his lips in pure excitement. “You know that-”

“Hani,” He huffed, “You sound so pretty, when you whine.” His hand that held your neck decided to fall down onto your chest, his soft gestures, slowly and generously, he wanted to take his time with you as he caressed your breast. “Your voice is softer, more higher, I really love that about you.” Your husband admired as if you were a goddess, cherishing every inch of you with his hands. He was hungry, the way how one hand attended your breast as the other was on the side of your thigh, fiddling with the hem of your lace nightgown. You could see it in his eyes, he wanted to be one.

“You really do love me huh,” You caressed the left side of his face, however your freehand decided to guide his hand down to your warmth. Softly placing his hand there, he didn’t need your guidance anymore. He knew your body as if it were his favorite game of all time, making you lift up slightly but he surprised you the minute you shifted. Your gasp was loud, dropping your head as he watched your reactions the whole time he tried to find the right pace to rub your clit. “Ryohei-” You panted, the sensation so sensitive on your clit, fuck you were so horny even before you began grinding on him. “Ryohei please-” You wrapped your arms around him, whimpering softly as he embraced you back. “You’re so fast-”

“Don’t be afraid to let go with me,” He reassured, raising his eyebrow softly as you finally released a vigorous moan. “There’s no need to be scared-”

“Mmmh—fuck I love you,” You giggled, kissing his cheek as that triggered you completely. “You’re mine.” Fuck you were so whiny when you spoke. All he aimed for was your satisfaction, finally kissing you but god it made him angry. He wanted it picture perfect, everything in unison. With his harsh kisses, came a faster pace on your clit. And to top it off, your delicious moans in his mouth.

“You’re everything to me,” He separated, however his lips brushed against yours. “And right now, y/n…I wanna prove that to you.” His loving gaze as he spoke, his voice pitching towards a desiring peak, you couldn’t help but kiss him again, gradually leaning him back onto the bed. “Let me prove it beautiful, I wanna prove it.” His hands definitely weren’t on you anymore, but rather hooked on his black pants now, eagerly ready to hear your voice sing the words…

“Prove it then, my love…”

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happy s3 AiB queens ♡

- im coming back guys i swear😓🙌🏾 college is trying to knock a bitch down rn (muse pt 2 coming October 4th :3)