꒰ ೀ ꒱ ft. kazutora, mitsuya, baji, hakki x alternative f!reader (all sep)
includes the piercings/tattoos i think each guy would like or seek out in an alt girlie ᥫ᭡ (purely opinion based, feel free to ignore)
࣪𖤐 cw; mdni smut—size kink, exhibitionism, daddy kink, orgasm control, each one took on a mind of it's own—oops (i tried not to be biased n failed) ᝰ.ᐟ
hakkai shiba
what his 'type' is: hakkai would probably prefer a softer alt look. an eyebrow piercing, maybe someone with lots of different ear piercings. he likes to help pick out jewelry to create a pretty design in your ears. small tattoos, hidden under your clothes. just for his eyes only.
let's be real here for a quick second: you had to approach him first, and make the moves. this guy is so nervous and antsy around you. like wouldn't even look in your direction or hold your hand until you took the initiative. but once it clicked that he was allowed to touch you—that you wanted him to. it was like hell broke loose.
hakkai loves how soft n docile you look, but more specifically how tiny you are underneath his much larger frame. he gets a kick out of your shocked expression the first time the two of you are intimate. the sheer mass of a shadow his dick casts over your face, you cannot fathom how you'll fit it anywhere inside your body.
but that won't stop hakkai. he'd be super gentle, doing everything in his power to make it easier on you. even after prepping you with his fingers, and eating you out, it still was a big stretch to fit him. using shallow thrusts to slowly ease you onto his cock, while you're swallowing down hiccupped gasps.
mitsuya takashi
what his 'type' is: wild card here. in contrast to his soft look you're all dark n edgy. thinking septum with both nostrils. his guilty pleasure? nipple piercings. if you had these with mitsuya he'll just stare with his jaw open, collecting bugs. also a sucker for rib tattoos, hugging the curves of your breasts—like a luna moth or butterfly.
here's the thing about mitsuya, he looks like a proper gentlemen. the kind you can introduce to your parents and they won't bat an eye—they might even push for marriage right off the bat.
(what they don't know won't hurt em)
but don't let that sweet, charming smile fool you. this man is a certified freak. those lavender eyes holding a dark glint that tells trouble is coming. he gets off on the fact that no one suspects anything; you guys could be under a blanket, his fingers buried in your sopping cunt during a movie night and not a peep.
and he doesn't stop there, oh no no. mitsuya thrives off the thrill of potentially getting caught. if you're sitting on his lap at karaoke? best believe he's sitting snug inside you. it's an intentional action when he drapes his jacket around you—yes to keep you warm—but also hide where your bodies are connected. dual purposes.
one day though takashi gets careless, you'd been especially tempting all day—his own fault really. he had made you a custom dress that hugged your body so lovingly that it broke his usual calm resolve to smithereens.
it's draken who catches it. takashi's hand sneaking under the skirt of your dress, not even batting an eye, too practiced to be a first.
"oi! don't be pulling shit like that with us all in the room."
suddenly all eyes are on you two, caught with his hands in the cookie jar—literally and figuratively—he then has the audacity to smile that easy-going grin without moving his hand an inch.
needless to say that they never forgot.
(y'all are banned from sitting near each other at hangouts)
kazutora hanemiya
what his 'type' is: hear me out. serpent tattoo. he likes the way the snake wraps around your body, adorning your soft skin with it's scaley texture. and the not so surprising tongue ring or snake bites. absolutely losing it every time you stick your tongue out at him. kazutora would like to suck or bite on the metal jewelry.
looks like a menace: is a menace. every parents worst nightmare, inked up with that tiger on his neck. branded a rebellious n reckless man. just know you'll have to hide your relationship from your parents—like hell they'd approve of your choice of man.
kazutora doesn't care about any of that. he might whisk you away to elope somewhere, that way you're his forever. you're the best thing that's ever happened to him—he'll be damned if anything gets in the way or snatches you away.
that desperation shows in bed; those yellow eyes staring into your soul as he pounds into you. a relentless snapping of his hips, his earring jingling in the stuffy, musky room.
"who's stuffing this pussy so good?" kazutora growls in your ear.
"ah— ha... you are daddy..." you gasp out, clenching so tightly around him.
that singular word unlocks a beast. if you thought his pace was fast earlier? it doesn't compare to the brutal thrusts kazutora is unleashing on you now.
every thought gets eaten up, beaten out as your body jostles under him. kazutora loves that, making you go dumb on his cock.
his pretty little princess.
baji keisuke
what his 'type' is: bright hair colors, anything that strays away from natural shades; deep blue, pastel pink, silvery purple, faded green. baji likes the way sunlight reflects off your wild hair—makes you easy to spot in crowds. lots of tattoos and/or lots or piercings, japanese neo traditional or patchwork. though i get the sense he'd go crazy for a bridge piercing.
have you seen this man?? you can bet your sweet ass that this man is unfair in bed. not in the sense of being a selfish lover, but in the way that screams you're at his mercy.
if you think for one second that he won't have you tied down to the bed, shaking so hard like you're in an electric chair, then you'd be wrong. with baji it's all about control. you don't get to cum unless he says so. not until he's broken you into a whimpering mess.
by now your whole body is drenched in sweat, the vibe on your clit feels like a mix of pain and pleasure—your body still arches into his precise grip. chasing that ever fading peak.
the moment baji catches that you're close the vibe is pulled back, the intensity turned down. your orgasm fizzling out, down to a flickering ember.
on and on it goes.
his cock is just as sensitive, almost as if he shared your feelings—connected by neuro link. and when you finally do cum, it's messy and violent. a shriek ripped from the depths of you soul as you blessedly crash over the edge.
it lasts a solid minute. maybe even two before you're able to breathe properly again.
baji mentally pats himself on the back, already too smug about his 'accomplishment'.
(his boxers are ruined. warm, wet and sticky.)
kunaiiikittennn 𖹭 please do not repost, copy or steal my trash ᝰ.ᐟ
Hi! Could you write a poly fic between Mitsuya x female reader x hakkai? Maybe reader and Hakkai don't really get along because they are both pining for Mitsuya, but then find solace in each other because they think Mitsuya isn't interested. They end up being friends and eventually dating, then Mitsuya ends up dating both of them. It would be cool if there was a small but of angst but mostly fluff.
The Fanclub
mitsuya takashi x fem!reader x hakkai shiba (poly)
tags: fluff, kind of enemies to lovers, poly relationship, romance, humor
a/n: I'm not that good at poly fics but I tried my best and this is my first tr request so I was excited eheheh
word count: 6.3k
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Mitsuya walks out of the clubroom holding a fresh, cool jacket he just finished. The moment he lifts it up to show, you and Hakkai both stare at it like it’s made of gold. You and Hakkai lean forward at the exact same time and say, “Aw so cool~~!”
You freeze. Hakkai freezes. You both squint at each other like someone just committed a crime.
You point a finger at his chest and snap, “Hey! Don’t copy me!”
Hakkai throws his hand up and fires back, “You’re the one copying me!”
Mitsuya tries to pretend he doesn’t hear any of this, quietly folding the jacket like a tired father dealing with two loud children.
He thanks you both with a soft, “Thanks… I guess…” and you and Hakkai instantly stop arguing to look at him with hearts in your eyes.
You clear your throat and try to act casual, saying, “Well, obviously it’s cool. Because you made it.”
Hakkai quickly nods and blurts, “Yeah! Mitsuya is the coolest! I mean— the jacket. The jacket is cool!”
You glare at him like, Stop acting like you love him more than I do, and he glares back like, I 100% love him more than you do.
Mitsuya rubs the back of his neck, slightly pink in the ears, and says he needs to go buy thread. Without thinking, you both rush to walk beside him, your shoulders bumping like two kids fighting over who gets the window seat.
You shove Hakkai to the side and whisper sharply, “I’m walking next to him.”
Hakkai shoves you back and hisses, “I was already here.”
Mitsuya lets out a long, tired breath and looks at you both with the blank stare of someone who regrets everything.
He warns, “If you two fight again, you’re both carrying all my fabric bags.”
Your bodies go stiff. You both instantly straighten up and walk politely beside him, like angels who’ve never caused chaos in their lives.
You turn your head slowly to Hakkai and whisper, “This isn’t over.”
He leans in with the same fake smile and whispers, “I hope you trip.”
Mitsuya keeps walking, pretending he doesn’t know what’s happening, even though everyone in the whole world knows exactly what’s happening.
And he’s completely embarrassed. But he always pretends not to notice.
You arrive at Toman’s hang-out spot, waving as soon as you see everyone. They shout your name and welcome you, and it feels warm, like you really belong here.
You smile proudly… until you spot Hakkai. He is standing way too close to Mitsuya. Like… breathing the same air too close.
Your smile dies.
You start walking fast. Then faster. Then you’re sprinting.
Before Hakkai can even finish saying, “Mitsuya, today you look so co—” your foot crashes into his side so hard that he goes flying like an anime character launched into the sun.
He lands on the ground with a loud THUD, sliding a little.
He jumps back up immediately, holding his butt with both hands and whining, “Oi! That hurt! You damned boar!”
You gasp as if he just stabbed your fragile heart.
“BOAR?!” you yell dramatically, hands to your chest like a telenovela star “HOW DARE YOU?!”
Mitsuya stands between you two, cheeks pink, trying to smile through the embarrassment like, Why are these two like this every day of my life?
He tries to slip away, but everyone is already watching… amused.
You point at Hakkai, ready to attack again. Hakkai points back, ready to fight for his love (Mitsuya).
Mitsuya whispers in horror stepping back, “Please don’t—”
But before he can escape, Draken appears like a tall, annoyed guardian angel. He swings an arm around Mitsuya’s shoulders to keep him from sneaking off.
Draken smirks and loudly announces to everyone, “Mitsuya’s fanclub is always so noisy!”
Then he adds with a teasing grin, “How does it feel to be this popular?”
Everyone laughs. Mitsuya hides his face with his hand, mumbling, “I’m not popular…”
But his ears are bright red.
You look at Hakkai. Hakkai looks at you.
And both of you shout at the exact same time “I’M HIS #1 FAN!”
Everyone goes: “There they go again…”
And Mitsuya wonders how long he can pretend he doesn’t enjoy the attention.
Draken still has his arm around Mitsuya so he can’t run away, and the whole gang forms a circle, excited like they’re about to watch a boxing match.
Smiley raises his hand and shouts, “Competition time! Who loves Mitsuya more: Y/N or Hakkai?!”
Everyone cheers like this is the best idea ever.
You throw your arm up proudly and shout, “I will win because my love is pure and beautiful like Mitsuya’s designs!”
Hakkai pushes you aside and argues, “No, I will win! I’ve known him longer!”
Mitsuya covers his face, groaning, “Can I please disappear?”
No one hears. Or everyone pretends not to.
Round 1: Evidence
Suddenly, Yuzuha appears behind Hakkai like a final boss. She grabs his phone before he can hide it.
Hakkai gasps in pure horror, “NO— Not the phone—!”
Yuzuha flips the screen toward everyone and points proudly, “He’s been obsessed for years before you even arrived! Look at his lockscreen!”
The wallpaper is Mitsuya’s face. Like… secretly taken photo level obsessed.
Everyone screams and laughs.
Hakkai turns bright red and tries to grab the phone, shouting, “GIVE IT BACK IT’S PERSONAL!!”
Yuzuha dodges him with the skills of someone who grew up fighting, yelling, “THE TRUTH MUST BE SEEN!”
You put a hand on your hip, pretending to be impressed but you’re actually dying inside.
“Okay fine, that’s pretty good…” you admit with a pout.
But then Takemichi gasps. Loudly. Too loudly. He points at you like he found a rare Pokémon “But Y/N also has Mitsuya as her lockscreen!! She even has him as her SNS profile picture! LOOK!”
Takemichi grabs your phone with speed you didn’t know he had. You scream, “TRAITOR!!”
But it’s too late, everyone can see your wallpaper of Mitsuya smiling while working on a new hoodie. The picture is definitely zoomed so his face is big. Really similar to the photo Hakkai had.
Everyone cheers again.
Chifuyu dramatically wipes away a fake tear and says, “True dedication…”
Hakkai glares at you with jealous fire.
You glare back with smug victory.
You cross your arms and say, “At least I chose a good picture.”
Hakkai yells, “IT IS A GOOD PICTURE! IT’S JUST LOW QUALITY!!!”
Round 2: Devotion
PeH-Yan waves his hand like a referee, “Next question! How far would you go for Mitsuya?”
You step forward and declare loudly, “I would carry all his shopping bags every day!”
Mitsuya tries to protest, “I don’t want you carrying—”
Hakkai immediately shouts, “I would carry both of you and the bags!”
Everyone ooooohs like this is a rap battle.
You grab Hakkai by the collar and growl, “You think you’re stronger than me?”
He leans in and smirks, “I know I am.”
You raise a fist. He raises his. Chaos.
But Mitsuya finally snaps.
He steps between you two, cheeks bright pink, eyes wide with confusion and embarrassment.
“STOP!” he yells, voice stronger than usual.
Everyone falls silent. Even birds somewhere stop chirping.
Mitsuya takes a breath, looks at all the idiots (including you and Hakkai), and mutters, “…Why are you like this?”
No one answers. Because the answer is: We all love you.
Draken smirks and nudges Mitsuya’s shoulder “Face it. You’re the idol here.”
Mitsuya blushes harder. He can’t hide it anymore.
Hakkai crosses his arms and huffs, “Anyway, I’m winning this competition.”
You scoff loudly, “Never. I was born to love Mitsuya more than you.”
“Keep dreaming, boar.”
“Say boar again and I’ll suplex you.”
The gang cheers again, excited for Round 3. While Mitsuya… quietly considers faking his own death.
And the competition only just started.
The game keeps getting louder. Everyone is hyped. Smiley holds a notebook like a professional bookie, yelling, “Place your bets! Who loves Mitsuya more? Big money on the boar or the crybaby giant!”
You throw a fake punch at Hakkai for the nickname. He sticks his tongue out. Everyone’s laughing.
It’s stupid. It’s fun. It feels like family.
At least until Hakkai crosses his arms, eyes closing like he’s confident he’s already won.
His voice comes out colder than ice “You aren’t even one of us. Why do you even keep coming here?”
The whole world stops.
Smiley freezes mid-money grab. The betting stops. Every laugh dies.
Your grin falls off your face.
Mitsuya’s eyes widen slightly, he knows that hurt.
You stare at Hakkai, but no sound comes out of your mouth. Suddenly you feel like… you’re standing alone in front of strangers.
A heavy silence drops over everyone.
They all look at you. Waiting. Like the right answer will fix everything.
Your throat tightens. You force a tiny smile that shakes “I… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to bother anyone…”
There’s a sting in your chest, sharp and humiliating.
You bow your head a little and mumble again, “Sorry.”
Then you turn around and walk away as fast as your legs will move.
Mitsuya takes one step forward, calling your name, “Wait—”
But you’re already too far, and you don’t look back.
The hang-out spot stays silent a moment longer. An empty silence that doesn’t feel fun anymore.
Draken sighs hard through his nose, low and angry “Why the hell did you say that?”
Takemichi frowns, hurt in his eyes even though the words weren’t for him “Yeah… and why like that?”
Chifuyu kicks at the ground “She probably won’t ever come here again now…”
Smiley closes his notebook and mutters, “…Well. Party’s over.”
Hakkai’s confident smirk is gone.
His mouth is half-open like he wants to take it back but doesn’t know how.
Mitsuya stares at the sidewalk where you used to stand. His hands curl slowly into fists.
He turns to Hakkai and says in a quiet, serious voice “Go to her.”
Hakkai snaps his eyes up, shocked “Why me? She hates me!”
Emma steps forward, arms crossed like she’s judging him “And why would you tell her that? Even me, Hinata, and Yuzuha hang out here all the time!”
Her voice cuts in deep.
Yuzuha looks at Hakkai with disappointment “She doesn’t hate you. That’s the problem.”
Hakkai goes silent. He knows exactly what she means.
Mitsuya turns away, already moving. He repeats without looking back “Go to her.”
No anger. No yelling. Just the weight of Hakkai’s mess that he has now to fix.
He stands there frozen, heart dropping… finally understanding the pain he caused.
And so he runs out like he’s racing against regret itself. He jumps on his bike, starts driving fast, then gets stuck at a red light.
He taps the handle nervously and mutters to himself, “Where could she be…?”
He turns his head left… right…
And then he sees you sitting on a park bench, trying to look small, hiding your face. Not crying but very clearly hurt.
His stomach drops.
The light turns green but he doesn’t move. He parks his bike quickly and walks toward you.
Every step feels heavy. He’s rehearsing a thousand apologies and hates every version.
He stops right in front of you, but you don’t look up. You just stare at the ground… trying not to feel anything.
His voice comes out quiet, careful “I’m sorry.”
You finally lift your head a little. Your eyes aren’t crying but they look like they want to.
Hakkai swallows, scared but hopeful.
He asks softly, “Can I… sit?”
You shrug, trying to sound cold even though your voice is small “Do as you want.”
He sits beside you, leaving a tiny bit of space, and for a moment, neither of you speak. Then you breathe out slowly and whisper, “You didn’t have to say it like that.”
Hakkai looks down at his hands “…I know.”
You stare at the ground and confess, “I just… like being there. With everyone. With him.”
Your voice cracks just a little “It makes me feel like I belong somewhere.”
Hakkai’s chest tightens. He turns to you, guilt all over his face “You do belong.”
His voice is awkwardly honest “Everyone cares about you. Even I… care.”
You blink in surprise.
He panics, waving his hands, “Not like— I mean— I do but—”
He gives up and sighs, “I said a stupid thing because I was… jealous.”
You stare at him. He stares at his shoes.
You let out a tiny laugh “We’re really dumb, huh?”
Hakkai smiles for the first time since the hang-out “The dumbest.”
There’s a peaceful silence, softer than before. You both look up at the sky.
Then you say gently, “You know… I think Mitsuya hates all this.”
Hakkai nods right away “Yeah. I think so too.”
Another quiet moment.
Then, cheeks turning red, he stares in the opposite direction and mumbles, “Maybe… we can try to keep our talks about him… for ourselves…”
He can’t even look at you, he’s shy and embarrassed, but finally honest.
You smile at him for real this time. Warm. Forgiving.
“Okay.” You nod “Let’s try.”
The rivalry melts into something softer, a beginning of understanding.
Hakkai exhales, relieved. He looks at you out of the corner of his eye and for the first time since you met, you don’t look like an enemy at all.
Later, Hakkai insists on walking you home that night. At first, you say you’re fine going alone, but he says softly, “I’ll feel better if I know you got home safe.”
So you let him.
The walk is quiet… but a gentle kind of quiet. Every time his arm brushes yours, you both jerk away like you touched fire, then look away embarrassed.
When you reach your place, he gives a shy little wave and says, “See you tomorrow…?”
You don’t even hesitate “Yeah.”
And tomorrow comes fast.
Days go by.
You and Hakkai keep talking. Laughing. Sharing dumb jokes.
People start seeing you side-by-side without any shoving or yelling. You sit together at hangs-outs. You walk around together. Sometimes your arms accidentally touch and stay like that… for a moment.
You both blush.
Everyone sees.
And Mitsuya notices everything, especially because now there is no more screaming “I love Mitsuya more!!”. No dramatic kicks. No competition.
Instead…
When Mitsuya does anything cute, which is always, you and Hakkai just glance at each other and whisper “Look at him.” and “He’s so cool.”
You take photos of Mitsuya secretly, giggling. You send them to Hakkai.
He texts back instantly: it’s perfect ♡
You keep the precious “Mitsuya fanclub” alive… but quietly. Just for the two of you. And somehow, that makes it sweeter.
Everyone else notices the change.
Emma nudges Hinata and whispers, “They’re friends now…”
Draken smirks, “About damn time.”
Smiley complains he can’t make bets anymore.
Mitsuya watches from the side with a soft smile.
He’s happy, of course he is. No more chaos. No more insane rivalry. No fights.
Just peace.
But every time he sees you and Hakkai whispering together, smiling with secret joy, something tightens in his chest. A strange, uncomfortable flutter.
He tries to ignore it. He forces himself to think, “This is good. They get along now. I should be relieved.”
But deep inside… he misses the way you both looked only at him.
He hides that feeling. He buries it quietly. Because Mitsuya S-Class-Pretender-Of-Feelings Takashi is very good at acting like nothing is wrong.
He smiles and continues sewing, pretending not to care… Even though a small, growing part of him really does.
Days pass, you’re at Toman’s usual hang-out spot, sitting on a bench with a manga Chifuyu lent you. Hakkai sits beside you, scrolling on his phone, close enough that your arms keep brushing.
In the manga, there’s this cute scene of characters eating a bright, fancy dessert. Your eyes sparkle.
“Aaaah, I want to try this…” you whisper, tilting the page toward Hakkai so that he can look at it.
He leans in to look, way too close, and you quickly sit up straight, pretending your heart didn’t jump.
He squints at the picture, nods once like he’s making a super serious promise “Leave it to me.”
You laugh because you think he’s joking.
He is not joking.
The next day, the doorbell rings. You weren’t expecting anyone. You open the door and there’s Hakkai, grinning nervously “Get ready. We’re going somewhere.”
You blink “Where?”
He just shrugs “You’ll see.”
You hurry to put on shoes, and soon you’re in the back of his bike, holding onto him just slightly too tight.
He doesn’t complain. Actually… he likes it.
He stops in front of a small, cute café you’ve never seen before.
The sign outside shows the exact dessert from the manga.
You stare at it, shocked “Hakkai… how did you find this place?”
He shrugs again, like it’s no big deal, but his cheeks are a bit pink “I looked everywhere in the city for it. And this shop had the best reviews.”
Your heart does a little jump.
He walks inside first and orders one for you like he already knows what you want.
When the dessert comes, colorful and perfect, you take a bite and your eyes go wide “It’s delicious!”
Hakkai looks softly proud.
You lick some cream off your spoon and tease, “So… this is a date?”
He chokes on air “WHAT? NO! I MEAN… IT COULD BE?”
You laugh so hard you almost drop the dessert.
He rubs the back of his neck, embarrassed, but smiling too “I just… wanted to do something nice for you.”
And your stomach fills with more than sweets.
Butterflies.
That one day becomes many.
Random movie nights. Arcade games. Ramen at midnight. Bike rides for no reason.
And sometimes, you even forget to talk about Mitsuya entirely.
Because Hakkai is funny. And caring. And sweet. And he looks at you like you matter.
Your old rivalry melts into something new. You and Hakkai are becoming something real. Something just between you two.
Meanwhile… From a distance, Mitsuya watches you leave with him, again. Hakkai holding your bag. You laughing at something he whispered.
Mitsuya smiles to himself… but there’s a sting behind it.
He doesn’t understand why. Not yet.
You and Hakkai walk home together, your shoulders almost touching. He keeps staring at you, then quickly looking away every time you notice.
You stop and narrow your eyes at him.
You tilt your head “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Hakkai’s face turns bright red and he looks anywhere except at you “I’m not looking!”
You take a step closer with a teasing smirk “Liar.”
Hakkai panics and waves his hands fast, almost dropping his bike keys “I swear!! I’m just— I’m making sure you don’t trip!”
You raise a brow at the perfectly flat sidewalk “Wow. So dangerous.”
He hides his face behind his hand, mumbling something that sounds like your name.
You laugh and begin walking again… but Hakkai suddenly stops. Completely frozen.
You turn back.
You blink “Hakkai?”
He breathes out like he’s about to fight a dragon. His hands shake a little.
He looks at you “You make everything fun.”
Your heart skips.
He bites his lip, scared but brave “I like… spending time with you.”
Silence.
He takes a tiny step closer “And I liked you even when we were fighting. Actually… maybe that’s when it started.”
You stare at him, your brain gone.
His voice turns soft, like he’s scared you’ll run “I like you, Y/N.”
Your eyes widen.
He panics again and turns away a little “Not like the Mitsuya thing. I mean— okay I still think he’s cool, but—”
He puts a hand over his chest “I… really like you.”
You feel your whole body heat up.
You step closer until the space between you is tiny “I like you too, idiot.”
Hakkai freezes like someone pressed pause “…really?”
You smile, nudging his arm with yours “Really.”
His ears go nuclear red.
Stuttering, he holds out his hand a little bit “C-Can I… hold your hand?”
You slip your hand into his without waiting. His fingers curl around yours in a gentle, warm and protective way.
Neither of you talk. Your hands speak for you.
You walk again… but this time side by side, touching, hearts pounding.
Somewhere behind you Mitsuya sees it. Just for a second, but enough to understand.
He stops walking with Draken.
Draken glances at him “You good?”
Mitsuya forces a small smile “Yeah. They look happy.”
But his hand tightens around the shopping bag he’s holding. And his eyes follow you two until you turn the corner and disappear.
It’s Saturday. Hakkai stands at your door, holding a small bouquet of your favorite flowers. His hands shake a little.
He blushes hard when you open the door “H-Hi…”
You grin and take the flowers “For me?”
He nods too fast “For you.”
You two walk to a small café, the one of last time, but this time it’s our real first date.
He opens the door for you, looking like he might faint if he makes a bad move.
You sit and your knees touch under the table.
You gasp at the dessert “It looks exactly like the manga! I might come here everyday”
Hakkai smiles proudly, like he just saved the world “Eat it before it melts.”
You take a bite and your eyes widen big “So good!!”
He stares at you like you’re the dessert.
You tilt your head “What?”
He quickly looks away again “N-Nothing!”
When you finish eating, you both walk to the park, the same spot where everything changed.
You sit on the bench, shoulders brushing.
For a moment… silence.
Then Hakkai takes a slow breath and turns to you “Can I do something…?”
You blink, confused “What?”
He gently cups your cheek with one hand, you can feel his fingers trembling. Then he leans in… a soft kiss. Warm. Careful. Sweet.
He pulls back, eyes wide in panic “Was that okay?! Did I— Was it—”
You grab his shirt and kiss him again, longer this time.
He melts.
You smile against his lips “It was perfect.”
He blushes so much it looks painful “You’re perfect.”
In the distance… someone whistles, making you both jump.
Draken stands with his arms crossed, huge grin on his face “So. You two are official.”
You and Hakkai scream in sync “No we’re not!!”
Draken smirks “I’m telling everyone.”
He walks away, whistling.
You and Hakkai look at each other. You both sigh. Then you suddenly laugh.
You bump his shoulder “We’re totally officially dating.”
He smiles softly “Yeah. We are.”
A few days later at Toman hang out spot, you sit next to Hakkai, way closer than your usual. Everyone knows. They tease. You ignore. Simple.
Mitsuya arrives wearing a new jacket. It sparkles a little under the sun.
You gasp quietly “So cool…”
Hakkai’s eyes widen as he whispers back “Right?? Look at those details—”
You both fist pump at the same time “Designer king.”
Mitsuya hears, his eye twitches.
You cling onto Hakkai’s arm cutely, not even hiding it. He blushes and whispers in your ear “He looks so good today.”
You nod fast “He always looks good.”
Mitsuya stops folding the papers in his hands. His breath shakes a little.
Later, you and Hakkai are talking softly, heads almost touching.
Mitsuya walks past but stops abruptly.
He turns. His voice is sharper than usual “Do you two seriously need to be glued together all the time?”
Everyone freezes.
You blink at him “Mitsuya…?”
He frowns, jaw tight “And can you stop staring at me like that? It’s… weird.”
Hakkai stands up fast, protective “What’s your problem—?”
Mitsuya cuts him off harshly “If you’re dating, then date. Stop looking at me like I’m part of it.”
You feel a sting in your chest. You open your mouth to answer, but Mitsuya already turns and walks away. Fast.
No one knows what to say. Even Smiley stops chewing gum.
The day after, Mitsuya becomes quieter than his usual, colder and more distant.
Whenever you laugh with Hakkai, he looks away. Whenever you compliment his work, he ignores it. Whenever Hakkai tries to talk, he walks off.
He’s trying so hard to pretend he doesn’t care that it’s painfully obvious he does.
Hakkai watches him leave again and sighs “He hates me now.”
You watch too, worrying “…No. He’s hurting.”
Hakkai looks at you “Hurting… why?”
You stare at Mitsuya’s back disappearing down the hallway.
You whisper “Maybe we aren’t the only ones who had feelings…”
Hakkai scratches the back of his head and tries to smile “Then we should just date him too!”
He laughs at his own joke… but your face stays serious.
You look down, thinking hard “…Would you be into it?”
His laugh cuts off instantly.
Hakkai blinks fast, confused “W-What do you mean?”
You put a finger on your lips as you think out loud “Mmh… I mean… if I want… if you want… and if Mitsuya wants… maybe we could actually try dating each other. The three of us.”
His eyes go huge “The… three of us?”
You nod slowly “That wouldn’t be too crazy if you think about it…”
Hakkai looks away, mind racing, cheeks getting pink. He whispers to himself “The three of us… dating…”
You step closer to him “You like Mitsuya too. And I like Mitsuya too. And we like each other. So…”
He bites his lip hard “…Always if he’s really interested.”
You smile a little, relieved.
Hakkai frowns thoughtfully “But… how do we find out?”
You stare again down the street where Mitsuya disappeared.
You whisper “We talk to him.”
But before either of you can move Mitsuya reappears.
He must have turned back. Maybe he forgot something. Maybe he wanted to apologize. Maybe he heard everything.
He stands there behind you both, eyes wide, fists tight.
You and Hakkai jump when you finally notice him.
Silence.
No one breathes.
Mitsuya’s voice is hoarse, like he’s been holding something in for too long “Talk to me about what…?”
Your heart drops into your stomach.
Hakkai looks panicked, like a child caught stealing cookies “W-we weren’t— it was—”
You swallow and take a tiny step toward Mitsuya.
Your voice comes out soft “…About us. All of us.”
Mitsuya freezes. His guard rises immediately “What are you talking about?”
You look straight into his eyes “We want you.”
Hakkai nods beside you, nervous but serious “We like you. Not as a friend.”
Mitsuya’s breath catches. His voice cracks a little “…Stop. Don’t say things like that if you don’t mean them.”
You step closer, enough to touch if you reach your hand out “We mean it.”
Mitsuya’s heart is beating so loud you can almost hear it.
His voice comes out quite… scared “And if I say I want the both of you…?”
Without hesitation, you answer “Then we’ll see where this goes. We’ll make it work.”
Hakkai adds with a shaky smile “T-The three of us. Together.”
Mitsuya looks between you. Then at Hakkai’s hand linked with yours. Then at your hopeful face.
You swear you see his eyes shine just a little.
He whispers “…Are you two sure?”
You tighten your fingers around Hakkai’s hand.
You nod “Yes.”
Hakkai nods too “Yes.”
Mitsuya lets out a breath he’s been holding forever. He looks like he wants to smile but he’s kinda scared.
You, Hakkai, and Mitsuya meet after school. It’s quiet. Awkward. Nervous.
Hakkai keeps rubbing his hands on his pants. Mitsuya keeps adjusting his sleeves. You keep staring at both like how are they this cute.
Finally, Mitsuya clears his throat “Let’s… go?”
You and Hakkai nod way too fast “YES.”
People stare as the three of you walk… very close together. Your hands keep almost touching, then actually touching, then pulling away fast.
Mitsuya opens the café door for you both. He tries to act calm.
Mitsuya looks at you “You first.”
Hakkai steps inside anyway “Thanks.”
You smack his shoulder “My turn!!”
You take your seat, Mitsuya sits next to you. Hakkai across from both of you.
Hakkai suddenly gasps “Oh! So you’re sitting with her?”
Mitsuya raises a brow “You want me to sit with you?”
Hakkai freezes “W-well I mean— you can— if—”
You giggle “Relax, dummy. We’re all together anyway.”
Hakkai blushes and covers his face.
Later, Mitsuya folds his hands on the table, face all serious.
Mitsuya looks between you and Hakkai “We need rules. So no one gets hurt.”
You and Hakkai straighten up like students in front of a teacher.
Hakkai raises his hand like in class “Yes! Because I get jealous easy!”
You grab his hand on the table “It’s okay. We’ll take care of you.”
Hakkai melts instantly.
Mitsuya hides a smile behind his fingers “…Exactly.”
He writes mental notes…
Mitsuya taps the table softly “Rule two… Tell the truth if something hurts.”
You nod “I’ll tell you even if it’s awkward.”
Hakkai nods too “I’ll probably cry but yeah.”
Mitsuya lifts his eyes to yours, soft, nervous “Rule three… We don’t rush anything.”
You smile sweet “We can take it slow.”
Hakkai points between you both “We already kissed though.”
You cover your face, embarrassed.
Mitsuya stares, eyes wide “…You kissed?”
You and Hakkai freeze at the same time “…Yes.”
Mitsuya looks away fast and bites his lip, ears turning pink “I knew it, dummies. You were in a relationship so I figured that out. This just means that… I’m next.”
You almost choke on air.
Hakkai slams his hands on the table “WAIT WHAT—”
Later on, you all go outside in a small isolated spot. You all find somewhere to sit, but then Mitsuya stands up and walks around to your side. He kneels slightly, level with your face.
His fingers touch your cheek, gentle. His voice is careful “May I?”
You nod and he kisses you, soft, warm, slower than Hakkai’s. It makes your heart explode.
Hakkai squeaks quietly “Holy crap…”
Mitsuya pulls back, face flushed but controlled. Then he turns to Hakkai.
Hakkai freaks out “WAIT WAIT WAIT WHAT—”
Mitsuya leans in just a little “We’re in this together, right?”
Hakkai’s entire brain shuts down “Y-Yes…”
Mitsuya gives him the softest kiss on the cheek.
Hakkai touches the spot, stunned “I won today.”
You laugh loudly, until Mitsuya flicks your forehead.
He smirks “No favorites. Rule four.”
You pout “Yes sir.”
The three of you walk home, shoulder to shoulder. Hands brushing, shy giggles, stolen glances.
At your door…
Mitsuya stops and looks at you both “So… this is real. Right?”
Hakkai nods, determined “This is real.”
You reach for their hands and squeeze tight “It’s us now.”
Mitsuya smiles softly and honestly this time “…Then let’s make it last.”
Your heart whispers to itself “Three people. One love. And everything ahead of us.”
Mitsuya meets you and Hakkai after school, hands in his pockets, looking calm… but his eyes show nerves.
He looks between you both “No one in Toman can know yet.”
You and Hakkai straighten up “Okay!”
Mitsuya crosses his arms “I need to be sure this works before everyone gets involved.”
You nod “We get it.”
Hakkai nods too “Yeah. We’ll keep it quiet.”
Mitsuya gives a soft, grateful smile “Thank you. And… don’t act like you hate each other again please. It was stupid.”
You and Hakkai both point at each other instantly “It wasn't my fault.”
Mitsuya sighs “I regret everything.”
From that day on, to avoid faking and excluding Mitsuya… You all start spending more time outside Toman’s hangout.
Movie nights. Café dates. Study sessions. Cuddles that last too long.
Hakkai lies on your lap while Mitsuya works at his sewing machine, music low in the background.
You poke Hakkai’s cheek “We are dating THE Takashi Mitsuya.”
Hakkai throws his hands up dramatically “I KNOW!! Can you believe it?!”
You squeal as you show your new sweater, soft and handmade “Look!! He made this for me. I’m going to wear it forever!”
Hakkai sits up fast and shows his scarf proudly “And he made me this! Only the coolest boyfriend ever.”
Mitsuya’s hand pauses mid-stitch. He turns slowly and walks over to flick both of your foreheads.
“Ow!!”
You and Hakkai hold your heads dramatically.
Mitsuya looks down at you two “One of the rules was: no competing.”
You whine “But you’re so cool—”
Hakkai nods seriously “Too cool, actually—”
Mitsuya flicks again. You scream. Hakkai gasps “Abuse!”
Mitsuya kneels between you and cups both your faces gently, serious but soft.
“One more rule: only love. No competition.”
You pout “Fine…”
Hakkai pouts too “Fine…”
Mitsuya looks at your matching pouts and melts inside.
He kisses your forehead first, slow, warm. You go silent instantly.
Then he turns and kisses Hakkai’s forehead too, soft and careful.
Hakkai freezes like a statue as his face explodes into red.
You stare at Mitsuya with heart eyes “You can’t just— do that—”
Hakkai yells at the sky “I can’t survive this relationship!”
Mitsuya smirks and ruffles both your hair “Well, get used to it.”
You both lean into his touch immediately like happy cats.
Mitsuya laughs quietly, the kind he only does with the two of you.
Then as Mitsuya walks back to his work you turn to Hakkai and whisper to him in a teasing but joking way “He kissed me first!”
Hakkai gasps and then he jumps on you, tickling you on all your weak spots while leaving some random kisses on you.
You laugh so hard begging him to stop and trying to tickle him back.
And in all this Mitsuya smiles at the scene in the softest way ever.
You and Hakkai fall asleep on Mitsuya’s couch later, Hakkai on your shoulder, you tangled in blankets.
Mitsuya drapes a bigger blanket over both of you. He watches for a moment.
He whispers to himself “I can’t believe this is real…”
He brushes a hand through your hair… then through Hakkai’s.
He sits beside you and he lets himself relax.
You, Hakkai, and Mitsuya have been sneaky. Or at least, you think you have.
You arrive at Toman’s hangout spot together, trying to act casual. Mitsuya keeps a calm smile. You hum quietly. Hakkai looks like he’s hiding the biggest secret ever.
Smiley squints “You three look weird.”
You almost trip “What? No!”
Hakkai waves his hands fast “We’re normal! So normal!”
Mitsuya pinches the bridge of his nose “You two are the least subtle people alive.”
Smiley leans forward “Right. Because you never come here anymore, and now you’re glued to each other.”
You and Hakkai jump apart instantly. You point at him “He followed me!”
Hakkai gasps “You followed me!”
Draken raises an eyebrow, amused “Why so defensive?”
You both open your mouths at the same time “WE’RE NOT DEFENSIVE!”
Mitsuya sighs quietly, looking at the floor “They’re defensive.”
You sit next to Hakkai automatically. Mitsuya sits across from you both, pretending not to stare.
You whisper to Hakkai, “His hair looks extra shiny today.”
Hakkai whispers back, “And he buttoned his shirt like… perfectly, who does that?”
Mitsuya looks up “What are you two whispering about?”
You both snap upright “NOTHING!”
Takemichi tilts his head “…You’re whispering about Mitsuya again, aren’t you?”
You panic and accidentally blurt out, “We would never whisper about our boyfriend— I mean— about our— friend!”
Everyone freezes.
Hakkai covers his face with both hands “Oh my god.”
Mitsuya’s eye twitches.
Smiley bursts out laughing “Boyfriend?! So that’s what you two have been hiding!”
Draken smirks “Called it.”
You groan and bury your face and Hakkai groans too “Draken knows everything.”
He gives a small, dangerous smile “Maybe. Maybe not.”
Then he casually reaches over the table and flicks both your foreheads “Ow!!”
Hakkai winces “You always go for the forehead!”
Mitsuya’s eyes soften while you both pout at the same time. He leans in and kisses your forehead. Then Hakkai’s.
The entire table goes silent.
Smiley’s mouth drops open “Okay, that’s not just a rumor anymore.”
Mitsuya straightens, completely calm “You didn’t see anything.”
Draken laughs “Sure, sure. We’ll pretend.”
Later on, after some different teasing you and Hakkai walk hom, hands brushing as Mitsuya arrives and walks between you.
You whisper softly, “So much for keeping it secret…”
Hakkai sighs dramatically “We lasted, what, three days?”
Mitsuya chuckles under his breath “I told you two not to overreact.”
You grin up at him “Then maybe you shouldn’t have kissed our foreheads in front of everyone.”
He glances down, smiling shyly “…Couldn’t help it.”
You nudge his arm playfully “Softie.”
Hakkai hums “Yeah, our softie.”
Mitsuya shakes his head, pretending to be exasperated, but his smile doesn’t fade and he holds out both his hands. You take one. Hakkai takes the other.
Three hands linked as you walk under the streetlights, laughing about nothing, hearts too full.
At Mitsuya’s place that weekend, you all pile on his couch again. You’re in his sweater. Hakkai’s wrapped in his scarf. Mitsuya’s pretending to read a magazine but keeps sneaking glances at you both.
You yawn and lean against his shoulder. Hakkai immediately rests his head on Mitsuya’s other side.
You mumble sleepily, “We fit perfectly.”
Hakkai mumbles back, “Yeah, like puzzle pieces.”
Mitsuya whispers, almost to himself, “Exactly how it should be.”
Not sure if you accept requests rn but... could you make a Tokyo Revengers boys x a reader with Makinot Tsukushi personality type, please? 🥹(Specially mitsuya pls)
Writing prompt: Tokyo Revengers characters with a Makino Tsukushi personality-wise Reader
A/N: I hope you mean Tsukushi Makino from Boys Over Flowers ^^; Ngl, I didn't know what Anon was talking abt until i searched up and turns out i did not read or watch the show/film (??), but i DID watch the damn Thailand adaptation T^T Yk, the F4 Thailand: Boys Over Flowers. AND IT WAS LIKE YEARS AGO LOL. Also did NOT expect to write much for Kazutora, but I got excited and so much into it. I know akmost all the TKRV characters have some sort of issues, lol, but to me Kazutora's one sticks out the most. I honestly relate to him, and I sometimes see his trauma being overlooked or avoided a lot in the fandom, MAYBE, idk, don't jump me. But i said what i saw, yeah. I mayyyy make a separate post to talk about how Kazutora's issues may affect him both when he is in a relationship and when he is finally getting help. I love him, chat, in case it wasn't clear enough lol. Also, SORRY FOR THE HAKKAI FANS, I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO WRITE FOR HIM. He's one is hella short. Don't get me wrong, i love my guy, but he lwk is just Takashi 2.0 T^T. So writing for him is confusing, frustrating, and lwk kinda make me have writer's block lol. Anyway enjoy!!
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Chifuyu Matsuno
Chifuyu falls for you after watching you verbally destroy someone who was bullying a weaker student
He just stands there thinking, "Yeah, yep, that's definitely the coolest person I've ever met."
You seemed to have a habit of charging into situations that were none of your business without thinking, and Chifuyu becomes the person responsible for pulling you out before things get dangerous/heated
Every argument between you two starts because y'all both are stubborn af in your own ways. You refuse help because you're independent and believe you've got everything figured out. At the same time, Chifuyu insists on helping because he cares and doesn't want you to get seriously hurt
He secretly keeps a list of things you like so he can get them for you afterwards because you always brush off your needs/wants and claim you don't need anyone to buy you things
He admires how hard you work
Others may pity your struggles. However, Chifuyu respects them, and how you have yourself organised
You're the type to solve your own problems first and tell people afterwards, or maybe never unless they somehow find out. Chifuyu HATES that habit and is always frustrated that you wouldn't let him in to help
He often catches himself smiling whenever you go on one of your passionate rants about fairness, justice, or doing the right thing
The thing he admires most is that you never change your values depending on who's standing in front of you
He keeps bragging about you to Baji without realising it
Keisuke Baji
The first time you met, you probably almost got into a physical fight because neither of you knew how to back down, not to mention knowing how Keisuke can be when he wants to prove himself lmao
He thinks you're hilarious, and not because he finds you funny or your words unimportant
But because you'll march straight into situations with absolute confidence and then somehow make everything either chaotic or terriblely wrong if it meant you were standing up for someone or doing justice a favor
NEITHER of you are good at backing down during arguments
So yep, grab a chair, get your snacks, because this is a neverending cycle
You often smack the back of his head whenever he does something reckless
He finds your angry rants adorable, which only fuels your anger more
He trusts your judgment because you don't get blinded by popularity, reputation, or appearances easily
You become one of the few people who can actually make him apologise when he's wrong or being an asshole
What Baji respects most about you is that your courage isn't performative or because you were taught to be
You don't stand up for people because you want praise, you simply just do it because not doing it would bother your conscience and morality
Y'all probably are nightmare together for others T^T
He probably even starts picking fights less often because hearing your disappointed lectures somehow feels worse than getting punched
Takashi Mitsuya
He is immediately impressed by your resilience
While everyone else sees your temper first, he notices how much pressure you're carrying. He never tries to "fix" you
Y'all have mutual understanding going on in between
You often end up helping him with his sisters, and they're obsessed with you and already have you set up as their role models lol
He finds your stubborn independence frustrating sometimes because you refuse to lean on people when you need emotional stability
As i may have mentioned before, Takashi is observant, so it's natural that he notices immediately how exhausted you are before anyone else does and starts looking for alternatives to somehow make you take a break without getting a reaction out of you
He likes watching you challenge people who abuse their authority
He admires you for standing up for others, and wpuld get quite protective of you when you get in serious trouble while doing thr world a favour (MY MAN IS CONCERNED AS FUCK, AS MUCH AS HE FINDS YOUR DETERMINATION BEAUTIFUL)
The thing that melts him is seeing the rare moments when you allow yourself to be vulnerable
He is capable of talking you down when your temper starts getting the better of you, thanks to his calming and patient nature.
Takashi quietly becomes the person reminding you that being human isn't a failure and not always it's possible to be there for everyone which he knows is a hard pill for you to shwallow!
To him, you're basically a nice person trapped inside someone pretending not to be because the world is a cruel place to be soft in
He secretly enjoys watching you argue, and when it gets heated he quickly intervenes
He'll lwk be sitting there looking completely calm while you're passionately yet passive-aggressively explaining why somebody was wrong; meanwhile he's trying hard not to smile
He loves the fact that you don't expect perfection or anything extra from him
You respect him, but you don't put him on a pedestal
So if he's wrong, you'll tell him. If he's being stubborn, you'll tell him. If he's overworking himself, you'll definitely tell him!!
He actually appreciates it, and would do anything to keep hearing your concern about him that isn't coming from his sisters or gang mates
Manjiro "Mikey" Sano
Mikey is both fascinated and amused by you because you're completely immune to his reputation and would NOT hesitate to call him out on his bullshit
Everybody treats him like an untouchable Toman leader; after all, he's the Invincible Mikey, but you simply, flatly tell him he's being annoying when he's actually being annoying
He starts seeking you out specifically because your reactions are dryly honest yet humorous, especially the stare you seem to give him when he causes chaos
You refuse to give him the satisfaction of getting under your nerves and always scold him to stop all these gang or wtv bullshit since it's hurting others, your call
He secretly loves that and would purposely push your limits with faux coyness and would even take you to Toman meetings for shits and giggles
When he steals your food, you immediately steal it back or slap his hand away from your plate
Shinichiro looks at you two's dynamic and laughs because you're one of the only people who treat Mikey like a normal teenager and not just some grown-up (PLEASE, HE'S ALIVE, I'M TELLING YOU. IN MY UNIVERSE, EVERYONE IS ALIVE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH- except for Kisaki, he can go politely kiss his truck, for all i care)
Mikey likes watching you stand up to powerful people because it reminds him so much of his own older brother and Takemichi (listen, man, the bromance grind never stops)
The darker parts of Mikey's personality and lifestyle become harder to ignore around you because you have a habit of confronting problems directly, and you honestly have an un-ignorable saviour complex when it comes to him
Unlike most people, you never let him get away with everything, and when I say everything, it's LITERALLY everything
When Mikey withdraws emotionally, you're one of the few people stubborn enough to keep reaching out until he opens up or lets you in enough to stabilise him
Ken "Draken" Ryuguji
Draken immediately recognises that you're tougher than most people assume- not physically, though, but mentally and emotionally.
He respects how fiercely independent you are. Still, he's also the first person to point out when that independence becomes self-destructive and would not take no for an answer when he comes forward to help
Conversations between you two are surprisingly direct, mature, and pleasing because neither of you enjoys unnecessary drama
Someone can have power, money, strength, or influence. Still, if they're a bad person, you treat them accordingly and dgaf about their backgrounds, which is what Draken loves about you; your indifference to assholes
Draken shares that mindset and respects you for having self-worth
You both value character over appearance
Sometimes people assume you're difficult because you argue so much. Though Draken knows best
You're actually one of the most reliable people he's ever met
Once you care about someone, you're loyal to a fault, and he understands that better than anyone. Because he too prioritises loyalty and friendship a lot
He is ALWAYS hovering over you in case someone thinks of giving you a hard time, despite knowing you'll be fuming about it because "you can take care of your own self". But honey, buckle up, because this man would rather die than let you be unsupervised
Takemichi Hanagaki
At first, he is slightly terrified of you
Takemichi initially assumes you're way out of his league emotionally, which you kinda are
You're decisive, confident, direct, and brave. Meanwhile, he's overthinking everything and another chaos away from tearing up
But what attracts you to him is that he keeps moving forward despite being scared and anxious
Personality-wise, you're both stubborn idealists; you just express it differently than him
Takemichi is one of the few people who occasionally wins arguments against you, and he's sincere too!
Usually you can out-debate people, but he argues from his heart and makes good points (though some of them tend to be delusional, impulsive, or just straight-up dumb). Still, you just like to believe you are emotionally weak to genuineness!
You inspire him because you never give up, even when you're scared
He genuinely believes you're one of the strongest people he knows
Hakkai Shiba
Hakkai is stunned by how fearless you seem
You lwk become his role model before becoming his partner/friend
He's always asking for your opinions and statements because he values your words and seeks validation
So basically, he's your emotional support golden retriever who wants your attention hehe
He gets flustered every time you confront someone without hesitation, unlike him, who is too timid to be straightforward
Eventually, he learns how to disagree without immediately backing down or being afraid of making it worse; he credits you for that
Throughout your time together, you become one of his biggest sources of encouragement and motivation
He admires your strength, but also worries that you carry too much by yourself. And would offer beg to help you even if it's just by letting you vent to him or letting him take care of you
Kazutora Hanemiya
Kazutora expects you to judge him immediately, like everyone else did. Instead, you judged him based on his actions in the present, which completely throws him off
He finds your honesty intimidating because you always seem to see through excuses
Whenever he tries to push people away, you refuse to let him hide behind self-hatred
Kazutora admires your courage because you've faced hardship without letting it define who you are, and he wishes to be like you with his past
He becomes fiercely protective of you because you're one of the few people who genuinely believe he can become better, and to him, it means a lot
But honestly, can't lie, but the friendship/relationship will be emotionally/mentally toxic and exhausting. But that's for another post, i suppose
My take is that Kazutora notices how often you're looking at him with concern, and at first, he appreciates it too
But then he starts noticing it everywhere to the point it starts feeling repeated, and he feels like you feel obligated to help him because you feel sorry for him
You keep showing up whenever he's going through smth; he genuinely doesn't know how to react well to this other than accuse you of pitying him or pushing you away as harshly as possible, so you don't bother coming back
And you, being you, have absolutely zero patience for his self-destructive habits
In his mind, you only care because he's broken and you do have a case of helping out struggling people
He's not struggling, no, he's not. So why do you keep coming back even after he keeps trying to prove?
And then when he DOES seek you out, he starts depending on your reassurance more than he'd ever admit, and the constant dependence on you starts stressing you out
Making you feel his health and mentality is your responsibility, as you start ignoring your own
He may start slowly, believing that maybe he deserves happiness too
And honestly, you'd probably be the person who fought the hardest to make him believe it, even if it burned you out in the process
You're becoming emotionally exhausted trying to convince someone of something they refuse to believe, and only you and whatever deity is out there know how much you hate it when all these improvements start cracking when even the slightest thing triggers Kazutora's past
Sometimes Kazutora gets scared when things are actually going well
Happiness feels temporary to him after all that he went through
He's spent so much of his life expecting abandonment that stability feels suspicious, and he suspects you, too
So yeah, expect him to shut down once again, and again
The worst part is that the two of you are stuck in a cycle of push-and-pull
Eventually, even spending time together feels heavy, but neither person wants to leave. You two are too stubborn to do that
The problem is that you're too stubborn to walk away when someone is struggling, and you genuinely believe that if you're at least patient enough, he'll finally believe in himself
Cw: cutesy, lovey-dovey shit, the characters will be mentioned below the fic, fingering, clit play, penetrative $ëx, etc..
Note: this fic is heavily inspired by another ff that was ab geto, and this "foreplay" thing YK... Anyway, I don't remember who is the original creator of the fic, so if you know, tell me so I can tag them or link the og work. Thnx
Fore play w isn't just your usual oral or fingering before fucking, it's much more than that. It starts in the morning, when he tightly hugs your body, and caresses your sides, gently grazing over your curves, as he pressed light kisses on your sleeping form to wake u up. "Good morning angel! Did you sleep well?" He asks, his voice still hoarse and deep.
Fore play with him isn't just your usual prep before doing the deed, it continues throughout the day in many forms. Whether it's the little kisses he peppers on your neck when you're making coffee accompanied by his usual back hugs or the spontaneous kiss he'd press on your knuckles while looking in your eyes ever so lovingly, just because.. that was his reasoning, you're a goddess descended on this mortal earth, and all he wants to do is worship you, make you feel loved and cherished.. that was his reasoning, his mission in this ephemeral life.
Foreplay w him, would also take place when y'all would be all cuddled up, your arms embracing each other, legs tangled up together, to form a cocoon of trust and safety, one of love and affection, where the both of you can relax and enjoy each other's company. He'd press gentle kisses on your forehead, his big hands softly massaging your back, he might also him a little tune for you, his voice feeling ever so sweet, the melodies erupting from his throat, a soothing balm for your ears.
Foreplay w him is also when his hands would slip inside your shirt, caressing your soft skin. His long fingers would slide all the way to your chest, gently squeezing the soft mounds of your boobs. A few breathy whimpers would erupt from you, which make him smile lovingly. He'd press a kiss on the corner of your mouth, whispering so sweetly to you "I'm here sweetheart! Don't worry, I'll make you feel good baby", his tender gaze mixed with his deep voice, sent shivers down your spine, your core starting to feel warmer than usual.
"Kiss me honey!" He'd gently tell you, his gaze softening upon seeing the way your breath hitched. As you leaned in, your breaths tangled in the air between you, the softest, most delicate of sighs escaping your lips. And then, in a slow, sensual dance of tongues and lips, your mouths met. It began as a feather-light press, a light brushing of lips, before the contact deepened. Your mouths opened to each other, your tongues tracing gentle circles and swirling in a tender, erotic dance, the slow, languid kiss drawing out the anticipation and desire between you.
Foreplay ofc didn't stop here, not when you were both hot and bothered, way too needy for each other. "Baby.. can we?" He'd gently ask, his eyes still keeping that same loving and tender gaze, even if they were full of lust. Oh..how lovely! Ig that's what it means to be truly loved.. one puts their needs after their loved ones'.. "how sweet!" You'd coo, your hands cupping his cheeks, pulling him in for another slow kiss, "ofc love! I'll make love to you!" You said, your voice ever so sweet, sent jolts of excitement to his cock, making it even harder than it already was... How sweet!
Now, that's where the traditional foreplay would start ig.. he'd undress you in a languid, tender way, making the air between you thicken with intangible longing. He'd kiss his way down your body, leaving a trail of reddish marks on your tender skin, his digits would trail over your tits, his thumbs gently rolling your hardened nipples. "You're so perfect..kiss.. so pretty..kiss.. my lovely y/n.. I love you!" He'd mutter in between kisses, the combo of his huffed voice and his hand's ministrations reducing you into putty in his hands.
He lowered his head, his eyes never leaving yours, your back arched, a soft, breathy moan escaping your lips, as he finally reached the source of your most powerful yearning. His tongue flicked delicately at your clit, and you felt a shiver race down your spine. The rhythm of his lapping grew purposeful, the sensation building within you with each deft, loving stroke.
Simultaneously, his fingers, coated in your wetness, slipped between your legs, finding the slick entrance to your most intimate space. Slowly, he eased first one, then two fingers inside, his movements gentle and unhurried, arousing you with each languid thrust.
Once, he's made you cum and still on his knees, he'd move up until his swollen, pulsating length was right at the entrance of your dripping wetness. You could see the love and tenderness in his eyes as he began to ease inside you, slowly and deliberately.
You both gasped as the tip breached your barrier, and his entire shaft slowly filled you. The sensation was a mixture of exquisite pleasure and tender intimacy. Your cunny gripped and quivered around him, inviting him in even deeper.
Your lovemaking was now slow, unhurried, and languid, as if you had all the time in the world. Each gentle thrust elicited soft, breathy moans from both of you. Him, being the attentive lover he was, would pause and wait for you to adjust before he would continue his slow, deliberate pace.
As his hips ground against yours, an all-consuming sensation coursed through both of your bodies. The world outside your love cocoon faded, leaving only the intense, white-hot core of your connection. A guttural cry tore from his throat as he unleashed a torrent of hot, thick cum into your quivering depths. In that final, blissful moment, he looked at you, with his tender and adoring gaze, he caressed your face, "I love you sweetheart! You're amazing!" He'd whisper before collapsing into your arms, your intense lovemaking had tired him, and so it did to you.
He gets so easily turned on; every little touch you give makes him hard. There seems to be an endless list of things that turn him on. However, there is one thing that never fails to motivate him - receiving praise!
Hakkai gets so flustered at any little compliment you give him.
Hakkai was holding you in his arms as you lay in bed, the early morning sun lighting up his face. He looked stunning. The soft golden glow highlighted his features perfectly.
You run your fingers through his hair, it felt so silky and soft of course his hair was perfect too.
"You're gorgeous Hakkai"
He froze as a dark blush quickly crept on his cheeks. Even after all this time the two of you have been together he still doesn't know what to do when he receives a compliment.
"Your blush just makes you look even cuter right now ♡~"
His face was now as red as a tomato. The final nail in the coffin was when you moved on top of him and kissed him on his cheek. That's when you realized just how your words affected him, feeling his hard cock pressed against your ass.
"Mmm~ I'm sorry…" Hakkai felt so embarrassed that you just telling him how pretty he is got him that hard that fast. Before he could say anything more he felt your hips grind down against his hard-on causing him to let out a needy moan.
"A-ah~ Please, I need you" Hakkai whined out looking at you with his best puppy dog eyes. God, he was so cute underneath you begging for your touch.
Slowly running your hand down his toned body, you make your way to the waistband of his sweats. Pulling them down and freeing his painfully hard cock, giving it a few pumps. Hakkai eagerly bucked his hips up into your hand. "Want me that bad don't you baby?" Hakkai lets out a shakey breath and nods his head.
You slip out of your shorts, removing your panties with them. Lining yourself up with his length, you slowly lower yourself down his cock.
Hakkai felt like he was in a trance as he watched you try and take the entirety of his length in your little cunt. He grabbed you by the hips, pushing you down until he bottomed out inside of you.
The way his cock fills you feels heavenly, the stretch alone makes you feel like you can cum right then and there. You toss your head back and let out a delighted moan. After taking a few seconds to adjust to his size you start to bounce on Hakkai's cock.
"Feels s' good 'kai" You pant, moving your hands to hold onto his thighs. The slight shift in position allows for his cock to hit your sweet spot perfectly, each movement producing a moan from you.
Your pace was met with a thrust of Hakkai's hips as you both get close to your releases.
"mhmm…fuck! Gonna cum!" Hakkai loudly whines out, his hips desperately meeting yours. "Be a good boy and cum for me" As soon as those words left your lips he held you down against him as his cum painted your walls. The feeling of him filling you up was enough to send you over the edge.
You collapse onto Hakkai's chest trying to catch your breath. Hakkai held you close against him rubbing small circles on your back as he kissed the top of your head.
"Made me feel so good 'kai" you murmured gently placing a kiss on his collarbone. He lets out a low sigh "Careful cutie, keep telling me that and we might be at it all night"
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𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐩𝐢
Nothing gets him harder than you getting so needy that you whine and beg for him. Teasing you for hours just to hear you beg him to touch you.
Inupi had you tied to his bed with a vibrator just barely pressed against your clit. You've been like this for almost an hour, the vibrator just barely giving you any pleasure.
"Please Inui, I need more~" you whine out
"Please what?" Inupi says with a serious tone as he moves closer to his bed.
"Please sir"
"That's better" Inupi presses the vibrator harder against your clit. You squirm and whine "N-No" Inupi looks at you with a puzzled expression "No? I thought you wanted more."
Shaking your head "Want you sir, need you"
"Is that so?" Inupi lifts your chin forcing you to make eye contact with him, you nod your head.
"Use your words" He says turning the vibrator to its highest setting. Letting out a loud moan at the sudden rush of pleasure "Ah~ Yes sir!"
Inupi lets out a deep chuckle hearing you wine as he pulls the toy away from your needy cunt. "Beg for me slut. Beg for me to fill your sluty little hole with my cock."
You whine and plead "Please sir, need you so badly. Need your cock to make me feel good"
"That's more like it" Inupi runs his fingers through your folds gathering your slick and rubbing it on his cock as lube. He lines himself up with your hole, the tip of his cock barely stretching your hole. Whining as you're so close to getting what you've been wanting for hours. Inupi slowly slides himself into your tight cunt letting out a hiss "Shit! So tight and wet f'r me, needy little pussy misses my cock doesn't it?" The stretch of his cock has you moaning and whimpering like a whore. No matter how many times you've slept with him, his cock always stretched you like you were a virgin.
Inupi grabs you by the hips as he pounds into you with an unrelenting pace that has your eyes rolling into the back of your head. His head was buried in the crook of your neck groaning as he leaves a trail of bites and kisses to the sensitive skin. You've become a moaning mess underneath him, your brain has become mush and all you can do is let out soft moans of his name.
"S-so close Inu~" you whimper out as you feel your release grow closer and closer. Inupi rubs tight little circles on your clit "I wanna feel this pussy cream on my cock, gonna do that f'r me?"
Your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, making your thighs quiver as you scream out Inupi's name, creaming on his cock. After a few more thrusts, you feel Inupi's seed fill you up, his orgasm following not long after yours.
As he pulls out his cum spills out of your hole and he quickly scopes it up and fingers it back in you. "Such a good girl for me" he says gently kissing your forehead before untieing you from the bed. Holding you in a tight embrace as he rubs your wrists, knowing they'll be bruised tomorrow.
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𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨
Shinichiro… He's so touched starved and craves it from you. Your touch always makes his dick twitch. He's so pent up from not having a girlfriend for so long, that something as small as you hugging him just a little longer than usual makes him rock hard.
It always starts as a sweet cuddle session, him laying on top of you, his head on your chest, and you playing with his hair. He'll rest his hand on your thigh, slowly running it up and down its length. It's all so wonderful, but your touch makes him so needy. So soon enough your cuddle sessions end up with his head buried between your thighs and your hands tangled in his hair.
"Taste so good sweetheart" Shin says with a low chuckle that you feel in your pussy. He licks at your bud before slowly inserting his fingers inside your needy hole. You moan tossing your head back into the pillows as he fingers you open.
"You like that princess? Makin' you feel good?" All you could do in response is let out a pathetic moan and nod your head.
You look so cute coming undone for him like this.
Your grip on his hair tightened as you moaned out "Gonna cum Shin~"
"Go on princess, cum for me" Shiniciro says with a low groan.
Almost as soon as he had said that, you were cuming around his fingers. Shin lets out a satisfied groan as he licked your juices off his fingers. He moves onto the bed, pulling out his cock and giving it a few quick pumps lining it up with your hole. "Think you can take it, princess?"
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𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚
Oh sweet baby Souya, seeing you in anything slightly revealing always gives him a hard-on.
You showed up to your date wearing a mini skirt and thigh highs that hug your thighs perfectly. Poor Souya has to try and hide his raging erection for the rest of the evening. Meanwhile, you're completely oblivious to the effect you have on him, or at least he thought. You could tell something was wrong by how red his face was.
"Souya honey, is everything ok?"
Your asking made him blush even more. He does his best to advert you gase in fear looking at your beautiful face would only make his situation worse. "Y-yeah, everything's fine love!"
When you moved closer to him he tried to wiggle away hoping to hide his problem from you. "I can tell something's wrong Souya" You just keep making him more and more flushed as you lean in.
As you got closer you noticed his hard cock straining in his pants. "Oh I see now…did my outfit get you that excited?" Souya was embraced to say it but yes, yes you did manage to do that to him. He didn't say anything but his bashful face told you all you needed. "Since I caused this, shouldn't I be the one to fix it?" you say moving your hand to rub his hard bulge. Souya let out a slight groan and nodded his head, permitting you to go further.
Undoing his pants, his hardened member practically sprang out. You smear the little bead of precum on his tip and slide your hand down, giving him a few pumps before lowering your head. You give kitten licks to the tip before taking his length into your mouth. Souya moans as you take him in your mouth. He puts his hand on your head slowly bobbing your head on his cock. You rest your hands on his thighs as you take all of him into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you bring your head back up.
Souya grabs your hair shoving your head down on his cock, moaning as he spills his seed down your throat.
Wiping the mix of drool and pre off your lips you let out a quiet giggle "I might wear that skirt more often…"
