Hanma Shuji - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
❌ Incorrect Tokyo Manji~ ❌
Lawyer: Name?
Hanma: Shuji Hanma.
Lawyer: Sex?
Hanma: Frequently
Lawyer: No, male or female?
Hanma: Doesn’t matter
Hanma and Kisaki texts
Warnings: suggestive, swearing, and i feel like the characters involved should be warning enough tbh, also angst??? not sure
Desc: i hate Kisaki, but i find him and Hanma's dynamic to be hilarious. And i love Hanma. so this is just them being them. this is mostly for shits and giggles.
Hanma: hey babe ☺
Kisaki: who is this
Hanma: *gasp*
Hanma: you don't have my number saved???
Kisaki: obviously not
Kisaki: this is probably the wrong number
Hanma: is this Tetta-san? :)
Kisaki: ?
Kisaki: yeah?
Hanma: then it's the right number
Kisaki: oh
Kisaki: it's you
Kisaki: i told you not to text me unless it was something important
Hanma: it is important
Kisaki: what is it
Hanma: i'm bored
Hanma: let's FaceTime 😋
Kisaki: 😐
Kisaki: i have work to do
Hanma: ooo!!!
Hanma: who's murder are we plotting next
Hanma: can we kill Draken???
Hanma: i want a necklace made out of his big ass ears
Kisaki: fuck is wrong with you
Kisaki: and i meant homework??
Hanma: oh yeah i forgot you're in school
Hanma: i never went
Kisaki: i can tell
Hanma: god i love it when you degrade me
Kisaki: you have serious problems
Kisaki: i'm gonna do my work now
Hanma: 5 minutes of your time is all i ask for
Kisaki: i don't like wasting time
Hanma: but it's not a waste of time if you're spending it on me
Kisaki: it absolutely is
Hanma: you're so silly Tetta-san😚
Kisaki: don't say that about me
Kisaki: ever
Hanma: or what ;)
*Kisaki has blocked Hanma*
Hanma: oh shit
Hanma: i was joking 😭😭
Hanma: it was a joke
Hanma: TETTA
Kisaki: meet me at the park
Hanma: DON'T BLOCK ME AGAIN IM SORRY ABOUT LAST TIME ITS BEEN LIKE A WEEK😭
Kisaki: shut up
Kisaki: i need you to drop me off somewhere
Hanma: omg you need me?? ☹️<3
Kisaki: could you stop being yourself for one minute
Kisaki: are you coming or not
Hanma: anything for you my lil meow meow
Kisaki: ?????
Hanma: i thought you were using me dropping you of somewhere as an excuse to hang out with me :(
Kisaki: why would i do that
Kisaki: i don't like you
Hanma: but i love you
Kisaki: i'm not gay
Kisaki: i'm only using you to get the woman i love
Hanma: so you're saying it'd be different if i was a woman?
Kisaki: no
Kisaki: your personality is undesirable
Kisaki: you're strange and offputting
Kisaki: and you're tall and lanky
Hanma: so what i'm hearing is
Hanma: you observe my body a lot 😏
Kisaki: 😐
Kisaki: bye
Hanma: WAIT
Hanma: believe it or not, i do have some important information
Kisaki: regarding what
Hanma: Hanagaki
Hanma: i'll pick you up at your school tmr
Kisaki: alright
Hanma: it's a date 😍
Hanma: i can't find your high school ☹️
Hanma: i've been driving in circles for a while now
Kisaki: i'm in middle school
Hanma: ...
Hanma: ...
Hanma: ...
Hanma: what 🙂
Kisaki: i know you've never been to school and all
Kisaki: but could you keep up
Hanma: what do you mean you're in middle school?????
Hanma: what grade are you in????
Kisaki: seventh
Hanma: WHAT
Hanma: HOW OLD ARE YOU
Kisaki: ??
Kisaki: 13
Hanma: ....😧
Hanma: please tell me you're joking
Hanma: genuinely begging you
Hanma: Tetta-san
Hanma: please don't tell me you're a pre pubescent teenager
Kisaki: i'm not pre pubescent, i'm going through puberty 🤨
Hanma: oh my god
Hanma: oh my god
Hanma: i'm gonna kms
Hanma: WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME
Kisaki: why would i need to
Hanma: I'VE BEEN FLIRTING WITH YOU
Hanma: QUITE BLATANTLY
Hanma: I'VE SAID THINGS
Hanma: TO A 13 YEAR OLD???
Hanma: OH MY GOD I'M GONNA GO TO JAIL
Hanma: I'M SHITTING MYSELF RN
Hanma: THIS IS FOUL 😭
*Hanma has deleted some messages*
Kisaki: i don't know what you're going on about, but i can see your bike
Kisaki: i'm coming towards you, you fucking weirdo
Hanma: DO YOU NOT SEE THE GRAVITY OF THIS SITUATION ????
Hanma: WE HAVE TO BREAK UP
Kisaki: we were never together in the first place
Kisaki: i'm not gay
Hanma: how can you be 13 and homophobic
Kisaki: i don't have a problem with gay people
Kisaki: just you
Hanma: i-
Hanma: how many chest hairs do you have??🤨
Kisaki: ... lots
Hanma: i'm gonna go jump off a bridge
Kisaki: we succeeded, she's dead.
Hanma: lowkey felt bad for that one💀
Hanma: but it was fun ngl
Kisaki: why did you feel bad? we're a step closer to our plan
Kisaki: and she's involved cause she's Mikey and Izana's sister
Hanma: she's Hina's best friend, won't she be sad?
Kisaki: not once i propose to her and she see's how beautiful this ring is
Hanma: hmmm
Hanma: i won't lie Tetta-san
Hanma: this plan is flawed💀
Hanma: also
Hanma: you said "our" plan? 🙀
Kisaki: it's a full proof plan
Kisaki: and yeah, ig
Hanma: wait fr
Hanma: oh
Hanma: so am i still gonna hang around you when you and Hina get married
Kisaki: i guess
Hanma: k
Kisaki: don't cry or anything like that
Hanma: i'm not, i'm smiling 😁
Kisaki: your smile is creepy
Kisaki: don't do it
Hanma: can't stop, sorry
Kisaki: whatever
Kisaki: fucking weirdo
Hanma: yo, where are you???
Hanma: i heard a gun shot
Hanma: is Hanagaki dead??
Hanma: did we win!?!?!!?!
Hanma: Draken fucked me up ngl
Hanma: also yeah, Izana and Kakucho are definitely dead
Hanma: idk where Mikey is
Hanma: shit was wild today
Hanma: most fun I've had in years
Hanma: WHOOP❗❗❗❗
Hanma: right???
Hanma: Tetta-san?
Hanma: so like
Hanma: that was pretty traumatizing
Hanma: you were all crumpled up and gross
Hanma: didn't think Takemitchy had it in him
Hanma: to actually push you in front of a truck
Hanma: i know your trying to pry the gates of hell open rn
Hanma: i was the only one at your funeral, sorry :/
Hanma: it's been a few months, and i've been really bored
Hanma: Kakucho didn't die, apparently
Hanma: yeah
Hanma: god i've been so bored
Hanma: and lonely, ew
Hanma: your glasses r starting to rust for some reason, so i can only wear em at night
Hanma: you clothes are so small lol
Hanma: well
Hanma: just wanted to check in
Hanma: been a while
Hanma: i killed Draken
Hanma: well, not directly
Hanma: and it wasn't supposed to be him
Hanma: Hanagaki just won't die
Hanma: was tryna avenge you, or whatever
Hanma: uhm
Hanma: i'm 18 now, so that's cool
Hanma: idk if people are allowed to sleep in hell, but goodnight
Hanma: happy 15th birthday Tetta-san. I'll bring a McDonald kiddies meal to your grave
a/n: i was bored and i’d like to thank @kxmisato for giving me this idea. it really helped me out of my writers block 😁, so thank you ren. i also love hanma, so yeah pls enjoy this horny idea.
pairings: hanma shuji x fem!reader
warnings: modern au, college au, nsfw, smut, mentions of high school but reader and hanma are both in college, brief choking, breeding kink, mentions of alcohol, dirty talk, praising, use of pet names (princess, baby, doll, babydoll), unprotected sex, hanma is reader’s brothers best friend, mentions of cigarettes.
dirty secrets ft. hanma shuji
Your older brother’s best friend.
It all started when you were about fourteen years old.
Your older brother was about two years older than you. He was a junior in high school while you were a freshman. Many people often knew who you were because of your brother and how popular he was on campus. He gained the attention of many girls and some of them even tried to befriend you so they could get closer to your older sibling. It bothered you, a lot. It was also awkward when people would straight up tell you how attractive he was or how they wanted him to hook up with them. At times, you never knew how to respond and simply walked away from them. You were very much disturbed by their words and wanted to disappear after those conversations.
However, things changed when you were introduced to your brother’s best friend.
Hanma Shuji.
When you first met him, you were astounded at how attractive he was. He was taller than you by several inches, tattoo’s covered his hands, and he had a variety of black and blonde colored hair. He was a classic bad boy. He ran around campus ditching his classes or spending his Friday nights drinking and getting high with his friends until the sun came up. He easily attracted you the second he walked through the door of your home.
Your small crush turned into a big one as the years passed. Hanma and your brother became so close that they attended the same college with one another. With that fact being at play, Hanma was always hanging around at your place. You often tried to avoid him, but sometimes he’d run into you and try to spark up conversations.
You could hardly look into those honey eyes of his. Talking to him sent you over the edge from how delicious his voice sounded in your ears. He was such a sweet talker. You weren’t that surprised when you heard that some of the girls in your class had slept with him. Secretly, you envied them. This was Hanma Shuji of all people. He was practically every girl’s heartthrob and they got the chance to see him with his clothes off? They were luckier than any other person on the planet.
Years passed, and you were now nineteen.
You attended the same university as your brother. Your mother and father both agreed it’d be a good idea, because if something were to happen to you, there was someone on campus that could help you. As much as your older brother despised it, he dealt with it since he wouldn’t hear the end of it from your parents if he disagreed.
This also meant you saw Hanma often.
Hanma had completely changed in college. He grew slightly taller, and his hair had begun to slightly curl at the ends. He had grown it out so it was no longer sticking up at the top of his head. He also had started smoking cigarettes. You discovered that fact after attending some sorority party, and seeing him with the cancer stick between his lips. He looked just as intimidating as he did when you first met him, but he also had a mysterious aura surrounding him now.
Despite being near each other, you both never talked. Hanma knew who you were and you knew who he was, but you never spoke a single word to one another. You didn’t know if it was because maybe he wasn’t interested or if possibly he didn’t care enough to speak to you. You didn’t really mind much, but it was so weird seeing him when you used to say hello to him all the time at your home.
However, you were much older now. You weren’t some fourteen year old freshman who became shy any time a boy looked in your direction. You knew those feelings would fizzle out eventually for Hanma. He’d hardly give you the time of day, so it didn’t really matter to you in the end.
You were sure of this, so damn sure.
Well, you weren’t so sure now, considering the situation you had found yourself in.
Right now, you were underneath that same man you had a crush on all those years ago. His thick cock kissing at your g-spot, making you squeal in pleasure from how fucking amazing it felt. It was so much better than you imagined. You didn’t think you’d ever gain the chance to feel such ecstasy. All of the girls in your class were right. Hanma Shuji was really a dream in bed.
Hanma intertwined his fingers with yours as he fucked you, keeping up with the hard pace he had originally started with. “F-Fuck.. yeah, just like that, baby. Keep calling my name..” he cooed, peering down at you with pure lust in his golden eyes.
Your body felt like it was on fire. You were well aware that your brother was downstairs, drinking with all of his friends. Part of you was so fucking scared that he’d come up there and find the two of you in the bedroom, but it was too good to for you to even think about stopping. Hanma was doing everything right. He made you feel like you were on the moon from how great his thrusts were. “H-Hanma! Oh, god.. it feels s-so good!” you blubbered, digging your fingernails into his shoulder blade.
He looked like a god up above you. His pretty features were lined with sweat. A sly smirk rested on his face while he watched your fucked out face crinkle with pleasure. If only you could see yourself from his point of view. He wished he had been recording, because you were such a fucking sight like that. “Yeah..? You feel good, princess?” the hand with sin on the back reached to wrap around your throat. “You’re so fuckin’ dirty.. letting your brother’s best friend fuck your little cunt while he’s downstairs..”
Your walls fluttered around his cock from his dirty talk. He was driving you to almost your limit from his actions.
You weren’t sure how the two of you even ended up like this. He was just escorting you to the bathroom and that was it. He even waited out there so nobody would try and creep on you, but you eventually ended up in the bedroom. You partially blamed it on the fact that you had a few sips of a drink before going up there, but you didn’t think he’d be bold enough to make a move on you.
All you knew was that you were in heaven, and you didn’t want this to end. Fuck, you had been craving this moment since you first met. You remembered the times where you’d go back to your dorm and fuck yourself with your fingers, imagining it was his dick filling you up. However, your fingers didn’t compare to the thickness of his cock.
Hanma groaned as he felt you tightening around him slowly. You were bound to be close now, and he was determined to give you the best High you’ve ever had. “Gonna cum, doll? I wanna feel that pretty pussy let go.. all for me.” he purred, using his free hand to play with your swollen clit. “Been wantin’ this pussy for years now..”
That fact only made you inch closer to your orgasm. He was intoxicating you so much to the point where your brain became foggy from the euphoria. “Hanma..! Oh, shit! I’m c-close!” you felt the knot inside of your belly tightening with each thrust. It was becoming unbearable. You could feel tears brimming at your lash line from how great it felt.
Hanma smirked, letting you wrap your legs around his waist. He gave your throat a small squeeze then leaned down towards your ear to speak to you. You were so pretty whining underneath him like that. “I’ll make you feel really good, babydoll, I promise.” he said. “Scream my fucking name when you cum.. okay? Let the whole house know who’s making you feel good..”
Your head nodded vigorously at his request. Suddenly, his pace picked up, causing your eyes to roll back from the pleasure. You could hardly contain the moans that fell from your lips. He was driving you insane. Why didn’t you make a move sooner? If you knew he’d treat you this way, you would have taken your chances when you first arrived at college.
As your orgasm drew close, your voice grew louder and louder. It was almost like you were calling his name like it was a prayer. “Yes! Yes! Oh, fuck, Hanma! Hanma!” you cried, feeling the coil inside of your belly snap.
Hanma grunted when your walls squeezed his cock. A white ring of cream covered the base, making him smirk. Calling out his name only gave him the confidence to fuck you so good you won’t want anybody else than him. He desired you for so fucking long. He wasn’t about to let some other guy try and take over. He wanted you, and he was going to make sure he’d make you his. He didn’t give a single fuck what your damn brother said.
He leaned towards your face, kissing you as he continued thrusting into you. He swallowed all of your moans as they slipped from your mouth. He truly adored you. “So good for me..” he said between kisses. “Gonna fill you up, yeah? Make this pussy mine.”
You made direct eye contact with him, shaking your head. “P-Please.. make me yours, Hanma.” you begged, brushing your fingers against his cheeks.
The sound of your pretty voice begging him to be filled only encouraged him to keep at it. He could feel his own orgasm creeping upon him. The pit in his stomach only grew larger. He could also feel his cock twitching inside of you, giving him the notice that he was close. He was gonna give you all he had. That’s what you deserved.
Grunting, Hanma’s hand went on one side of the pillow. He trailed the hand tattooed with ‘Punishment’ down your chest and towards your abdomen. Goosebumps appeared on your delicate skin from how his touch felt. You could feel the overstimulation taking over, turning your moans into whimpers and whines. It was like music to his ears. “Fuck.. I’m gonna cum..” he said, looking deep into your pretty eyes.
“Cum inside me.. Hanma!” you moaned, letting your mouth fall open.
After a few erratic thrusts, Hanma groaned deeply as he reached his high. Thick, white cum painted your insides, filling your womb. You couldn’t help but whimper from how warm it felt inside of your cunt. He practically emptied his balls inside of you.
Panting, he lied down beside you. He made sure to keep his cock nice and snug inside of you so none of his cum slipped out and made a mess. He didn’t want to deal with the aftermath of that kind of clean up. He then reached over, pulling your body against his. The two of you were both sweating and the room was hot. You didn’t think you’d ever have this chance, but you didn’t have a single regret about the whole thing.
“Do you.. think he heard us?” you asked, breaking the silence between the two of you.
Hanma glanced down at you, brushing his hands against your waist. He smirked. “Probably.. but I could care less.” he replied. “We had a good time.. I think that’s all that mattered to me.”
You smiled, leaning your head against his chest. Maybe fucking your older brothers best friend had its perks. Maybe.. this could be your dirty secret.
tagging: @chaileaf <3 love u
Hanma is a little excessive.
He's a man of gestures and it's never not been known that he's the type to make grand entrances and exits, all flourishes and loud voices, big words and bigger actions. You like to think that's just how he is, bustling into your life to drag you along by the hand into the deep darkness of his world, that he's sharing it with you as a gift, himself and all the uncertainty he comes with.
You like it, you think of it often with trepidation when you wonder about how you can keep up with him, and if he might find someone who can run a little faster next to him, or whether he'll get tired of slowing down for your sake.
He never does and you find that, surprisingly, it never bothers him when you need constant reassurance, when you need praise and sweetness that he's more than happy to give because no matter what, you're under the assumption that you're a lot to deal with, Despite how often he'll try to convince you otherwise.
He likes to think he knows you by now, watched you change, the occasional timidity he still likes that you feel less embarrassed by now, how much more willing you are to hang onto his arm after months and months of constant self doubt. It does come back, and he's quick to quash it, smooth words, a kiss to the back of your neck when you feel like whatever he says might be a lie. It never bothers him.
Most of all though, you're acutely aware that he makes you feel prettier than you believe you are. It's in the small actions mostly.
'Who is this pretty girl hm?' he says and runs his hands along your sides, a light squeeze of your hips as he bends down to lightly nose at your neck, your hair tickling his cheek as he pulls you flush to him.
It never fails to have the heat rising to your cheeks when he behaves like that, as if he needs you, when you're more than convinced you need him ten times as much, but perhaps if you believed in yourself more, you might be tempted to think the former was true.
'You like it?' you say and turn, your pelvis brushing his as he presses himself into you, as if he can fold the two of you together. 'I bought it with your card- I hope you don't min-'
'shhhhh, you can have whatever you want, card or no sweetheart.' And he gives you a smile, quiet, softened, his lips accented by the lick of fresh and creamy sunlight pouring in through the window. 'You're my Pretty Girl, I want you to have pretty things.'
You feel guilty still, as if you're using him somehow despite how freely he gives to you. And, like always, the tears come fresh when you hear him praise you so easily, so overtly. And, like always, he believes he's done something wrong to incur this.
'Princess?' he says, a hint of worry, panic lacing the edge of his voice, his grip faltering when he tilts your chin to face him, clear freshwater tears slipping onto your new dress.
'You make me feel pretty.' It sounds silly saying it out loud to yourself, finally where he can hear it, but you think it must be true for it to ache a little whenever he says it, as if it's the first time every time, as if he believes it wholeheartedly.
'What? I don't get it sweetheart.' And he shakes his head, confusion and incredulity, a softened hand coming to cradle your cheek.
'You always say it, you always tell me I'm pretty and beautiful.'
'Because you are, why wouldn't I say it? You're my pretty girl, of course I'll tell you it.'
Maybe he's baffled by it, this much time later, at how you still can't see it, how it still surprises you, how you don't believe it when it's not empty words to him.
'And you really mean it?'
'Of course Princess, I don't know where this is coming from. You're my pretty girl aren't you?' He does know actually, these bouts of insecurity he knows you haven't beaten, assuming it bothers him to need to give reassurance so often. But he's softer with you than he believes he's capable of and it never feels like a burden to reassure you of himself when you need it.
He knows you'd do the same, have done the same.
It takes coaxing and soothing again. 'Mhm, yeah I am,' you say, a little abated for now, an errant tear wiped by his thumb, his big hands that never feel anything less than safe, anything less than reassuring, enough for you to fall into every time.
'Good girl.' And when he holds you just like that, sunlight that spills over his curls, you think you believe him for the moment. That you're pretty, that you're beautiful, that you're his Princess now and always. You know the lingering thoughts are never far, that you'll be seeing them again soon.
But you also know, with just as much- if not more surety- that he'll be there to beat them back, to soothe, to fix and run his hands over you then too. To make you feel pretty again.
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oh hanma 😔 i wanna beat this man with a bat and then wash his hair for him and do his laundry and shit UGH
dare i say
یه جوجه که سردش شده درحال بغل کردن یه جوجه دیگه😭😭
والا بنده جای اینکه راجب شو توضیح بدم یا بگم داستانش چیه فقط نقاشیشو میکشم، بخوام بنویسم یه طومار کامل میشه..
اگه توکیو ریونجرز دیدی نظرت راجب انیمشو برام کامنت کن، یا اگه مانگا رو خوندی D:
ترجمه متناشون :
هانما : هوف.. سرده.. بذا یه لحظه بغلت کنم.. میشه؟
شو : هوم؟ آ-آره.. *خواهر پشماش ریخته*
فقط رفیقن باهم فکرای عجیب غریب به سرتون نزنه😔🤍
واسه کیفیت بهتر کلیک کنید
Two chicks cuddling😭😭
I just draw shu instead of explaining about her-
Did you watched tokyo revengers / read its manga? Did you liked it?
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Riding Hanma Shuji's Thigh
Content Warnings: Thigh riding hanma's thighs (im drooling out of not one, but two holes), hanma scares reader in the beginning, he's only wearing a towel, LOTS of teasing from him, and dirty talk
a/n: THIS IS MY FIRST EVER TIME WRITING SMUT, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM AND FEEDBACK IS WELCOME!
You whistled to yourself as you walked into Hanma’s apartment, arms packed with groceries. Unlocking the door, you stepped through the entrance, confused as to why Hanma wasn't there to greet you and help with the bags, when you heard the shower water stop running. You realized your boyfriend was getting ready to take you both out to your reservation for your get-together with his friends tonight. Excited to finally meet his close childhood friends, you squealed and quickly rushed to put away the rest of the groceries. What you didn't notice was scheming Hanma, who was still dripping wet, free from his shower standing with only a loosely tied towel wrapped around his lower hips watching you with your back turned to him going back and forth between unpackaging the groceries and putting them away. Hanma Shuji, your menace of a boyfriend who likes to punch people's teeth in for fun, decided it would be a good idea to scare you, with a towel wrapped dangerously low on his waist. He snuck up behind you as quietly as he could and shoved his hands under your (his) shirt. Hanma grabbed at your waist and started tickling any part of your exposed skin he could get his fingers on. It all happened in the split of a second. The sudden attack had you shrieking as you tried to escape when you felt him laugh behind you, trying to hold you steady. “HANMA SHUJI '' you yelled his name for scaring you so badly.
Now he's laughing behind you, throwing his head back whilst still having his arms tightly holding you in place, it was only then when you turned around, back pressed to his chest did you realize that he was wearing nothing but a towel.You pulled away from his grasp in shock. Sure, you had seen him naked before, he was your boyfriend after all, but this was different. This was different because you had never really taken the time to stare at Hanma’s sculpted body, always being too shy and denying it when he teased you for staring. However, this time around, you couldn't help it, he looked so tempting in the lighting of the dimly lit kitchen. Your eyes studied his neck first where you watched his adam's apple bob in his throat, then to his broad, built shoulders where you could see small healed over scratch marks going up and down his upper arm, hinting at what you two had done a few nights prior. The thought had you inhaling a sharp breath and squeezing your thighs together, as if it would help the growing heat in your core. Your eyes met his long torso next and his sculpted abs had you grow needier by the second. Your sights were trailing lower and lower down his torso till you reached his-
“ahem”. You hadnt realized what you were doing till Hanma cleared his throat. You had shot your eyes up to meet his seductive gaze. Hanma had watched you gawk at him and it made pride swell in his chest, he was feeling powerful, but you were slowly driving him crazy with all this staring. When he noticed your breath hitch and your thighs squeeze together, the lower your eyes went, it drove him insane. That flipped a switch inside of him. He needed you, now.
When he called out to you, you had shot your head up in embarrassment, knowing clearly he would never let you live this down. You quickly turned your back to him once more, covering your face with your hands while timidly mumbling to him about ‘getting dressed’ and how its ‘inappropriate to walk around like that’. He only laughed this off, knowing you were trying your very hardest to find an excuse for staring.
Hanma calls out to you once more voice rasping, “Doll, if you wanna stare, then stare, but dont back down. You know how much I love a challenge” he steps closer to you, turns your body to face him, and grabs your chin with one hand, the other on your waist, continuing to speak with that specific playful lilt to his voice, inching closer to your lips, “you wanna know what i love more, doll? Putting you in your place”. He smashes his lips against yours fervently, teeth clashing, biting on your bottom lip. He slowly inches his knee between your legs and places both of his hands on your waist to grind you down on his bare leg. The pressure of his leg on your clit and the constant grinding between the layers of clothing you have on have you whimpering into the messy kiss. Back and forth he grinds your hips roughly against his leg. You pull away from the kiss for air to breathe when its sucked right out of you because he bites down on your neck. Hard. “f-fuck— too much, ‘s too much please- Sh-Shuji”, God, hearing you so needy and vulnerable really does something to him. “Yeah? Using your words now baby? He goes to plant wet hickies down your throat which only pushes you closer to the peak. Hanma can feel how painfully hard hes getting under the thin towel, he could cum untouched watching you writhe in pleasure, not that he would ever admit that to you. He brings one of his hands to shove it underneath your shirt to rub at your perked nipples. You roll your eyes to the back of your head, scratch at his shoulders and let out a silent scream as you're thrown over the peak. Hanma inspects your face closely while you're cumming, effectively drenching your underwear and his leg. He continues to rut your hips to let you ride out your orgasm, as your bucking them up yourself due to the euphoric feeling. Your vision is blurry and you're catching your breath when he throws you over his shoulder and walks into the bedroom, quickly undressing you. “My turn”. Hanma and you didnt make your dinner reservations that night, leaving the rest to wonder where you were.
just wanna share my fem! hanma shuji costest pics + tiktok 😍🚬
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When Hanma hits on you
pairing : Mikey, Draken, Kazutora and Chifuyu
Warning : mention of killing in Drakens but else n/a
Mikey :
Draken :
Kazutora :
Chifuyu :
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Damn shawty bae
If I can't have your genes, then please just give it to my children's... lemme just yk …▄█▀█●
Please.. I beg of you
#8 from the exes prompt with Hanma would be so funny 😂
I think so too lol
Prompt 8 for "exes" - "Are you together?" "Yes!" "No we are not."
"Oh no." Y/n says upon seeing her ex boyfriend walking into the coffee shop where she was doing her college work.
"Hey love!" Hanma with your two meters tall, runs up to Y/n with a smile on his face.
"What are you doing here Hanma?" Y/n says massaging her temples.
"I came to see you my love." He sits in the chair on the other side of the table.
"We are not together anymore."
"Since when?" Hanma asks with the most sinister face ever.
"Why don't you go fuck yourself-"
"I'm here Y/n, sorry I'm late I had an unforeseen event... oh am I in the way?" Y/n's colleague says as he approaches the table.
"Yes!"
"No."
Hanma and Y/n say together.
He won't deny that he was a little disappointed to see Hanma at the table with Y/n, he had a crush on her for a long time, and he was very happy when he found out that Y/n had broken up.
"I'm a little confused, Are you together?"
"Yes!"
"No we are not"
He looks at Hanma's serious expression and then at the tattoo on his hands.
"Well I don't want to disturb Y/n, we can do it another day."
"No, you don't need to-" It was too late, he had already turned his back and left.
"How rude." Hanma says, settling more in the chair.
"Hanma."
"Yes love." Hanma says hopefully.
"Fuck you!"
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Hanma is such a toxic little shit. Honestly he’s the worst kind of guy ever. But when he’s fucking into you from the back, pulling your hair and using it as leverage to thrust into you, making you scream his name over and over again, calling you his favorite slut as you cream all over his cock, none of that matters.
Imagine: Drama Beats
Hello, something that I write is never meant to be structured. I prefer to see beauty in the chaos. Below you will find eight short bits of text related to four different universes including mine. It is supposed to be drama, and it was in a dead of night based on Pinterest prompts. For that person who reads it - thank you and enjoy ;)
Mikey: I ... I'm here!! Everything will be good!! You will be fine!! His hands shook as blood seeped through the fingers. He was ready to carry you to the hospital in his arms, but he was told to clamp the wound and press as hard as possible, otherwise, the ambulance would not be in time. Manjiro was frightened by your gaze, frightened by a melancholy smile and a pale face. And yet he was not ready to let you go as easily as Badji, as Emma... * * * There have been days when Sunshine did not "shine" as clearly as the celestial body after which his family was named. On such days he was sad, did not know where to put himself, and, in general, he felt unwanted in this life. It was unbearable to sit in the office. Usually, he could be found on the roof of the office, with a can of energy drink and buried in the phone. Making an attempt to talk to him, you get a chance to find out the reason for the melancholy of one of the special department's geniuses. Leo: Sometimes it seems to me that... There is a huge gulf between me and others... That I cannot reach anyone and... I remain on my little island... Miles away from everyone... A weightless touch on the palm brings a timid smile to the guy's face... * * * All attempts to make Brecker talk and learn more about him always had one and only answer. Kaz: My mind is a dark place. You don't want to be there ... For all the drama that he seemed to bring to these words, they best reflected the sad truth. Kaz had seen too many things to break and drive insane any normal person. And these made him a "Monster from the Barrel", someone who is able to take on any business, knows all the most sophisticated tortures, and will not spare the traitors. Eternally lonely and submerged darkness, he will never frighten those close to him with it... * * * Bone fracture in several places, sprain, and ligament rupture - the consequences of an unsuccessful fall during the mission. Gojo's nerves were at their limit, but he continued to follow the instructions of Shoko, who quickly fixed the injured limbs and at the same time checked you for internal injuries. Shoko: Don't let her pass out! Your head rested on the guy's lap and he caught your face in large palms, trying to look into the eyes, which seemed to be filled with lead. Satoru: I understand that you are in pain, but you have to stay awake!! Please... * * * The spell gradually sucked out your vitality, and the seal was supposed to divide the soul into several objects. Yet Sukuna could not believe what was happening, wanted to believe that the curse he cherishes could still be saved. Eclipse: Thank you... For being so faithful... And enduring my whims... His hands trembled as she turned slightly to snuggle against him, the moments between the flashes of her eyelashes grew longer. Sukuna: No... Don't close your eyes... Please... Don't close your eyes!!! * * * There were rare visitors to a small hideaway, lost among the huge shelves of the Archive. It was required to know the right path and the approximate time at which the hostess of a cozy paradise spent time there. This privilege was enjoyed by an overwhelmingly small number of people, among whom there were two Key Keepers of the Energy Department. The most frequent guest was Eldran, who needed emotional recovery after visiting some worlds. This time, she was lying on a small mound of rugs and pillows, her knees pressed to her chest, eyes wandering somewhere in the direction of a small shelf with books that Indaco had brought here. Ita: You know, sometimes I want to be numb and not feel anything...
* * * The God of Death was never distinguished by excessive emotionality, but when this happened, all his inner fears immediately became evident. This time you became the closest person to the epicenter of the storm and, instead of leaving, you tried to get him to talk and find out why he was so worked up. Hanma: Oh please don't do this! Don't act like you give a fuck! Having kicked heartily an empty can lying nearby, the guy emitted a sound that seemed more like an animal roar. He hated when emotions got out of control and did not want to believe that this time you saw him like that. You: Maybe because I'm worried about you!? Because I care about you!? He answered with laughter, after which Shuji turned to you with an almost insane smile on his lips, while his eyes concealed longing and hopelessness. Hanma: You don't have to give a fuck about that!! I don't give a fuck, you don't give a fuck, no one fucking cares!! Just get out already!! Run while you can!! * * * You sat on a park bench talking about anything that felt more like a friendly psychotherapy session. Rindo was spinning from a half-empty can of beer, that he held in his hands and felt that his soul was gradually becoming lighter. He didn't have many people with whom he could talk and at the same time put his thoughts in order. After adjusting his glasses, Haitani turned his head at you and smiled. Rindou: You could spend time with Ran right now, but you have to listen to me... He was instantly pushed in the shoulder, forcing his eyebrows to raise. Your light laugh made him smile. You: What kind of nonsense are you saying right now? You are my friend, it is important to me!
This is only my second time writing. English is not my first language, so there might be some wrongs here and there. It is not proff read :,) There might stand my real name instead of Y/n sometimes, sorry!
(My requests are open, please feel free to ask:) <3)
Kazutora x reader but also Baji x reader. (Angst)
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As you take your first steps out of the airport you hear people calling your name.
You had been living with your mother and just got back to japan.
a short male with long blonde hair leads the group off boys you known since you were a kid your way.
You smile when you see them….its been so long since you saw them…your friends.
The small blonde greets you with a smile he had ran before the others when his eyes had landed on you.
“Hi, Mikey..”
Your smile grows, your finally back..
The other males of the group approach and You look at them one after another.
A tall blonde with both sides of his head shaved and a dragon tattoo on his temple.
His hair is tied back into a braid, last time you saw him it was a tiny ponytail.
Hes draken.
The man beside him has long black silky hair, That cant be the same black short hair he had once could it?
His iconic smirk is on display and his fangs are showing.
He leans against the wall that we are standing by and he stares at you with his beautiful eyes.
He has lots of necklaces and even one you gave him back in the day.
His shirt is from a band you two used to love together, you even went to one of their concerts when they came to tokyo.
It's baji.
Then a male that is on drakens other side has lilac hair and eyes.
His hair is very short and almost a tiny bit buzzed.
The sun shines on his erring that he only has on one ear.
The guy who helped you when you accidentally fuck up your clothes, he fixes them for you.
Poor mitsuya, He spent so much time on those clothes.
Then of course your close friends, The hairballs Nahoya and souya.
But..?
Who's this guy with yellow flabby hair?
She raises her glasses to set them on top of her head.
The guy looks nervous and Confused.
beside him is another short dude who also has dirty blonde hair but with a darker color under his hair.
Baji takes her glasses, putting them on himself, surprising her in the process.
“Why are you only greeting Mikey, Eh? How rude of you.”
She chuckles and puts her hand on her waist.
“I'm not going to greet you when you steal my glasses, dude.”
Draken sighs at how they are behaving.
"Ah, come on Y/N/N. We all know you have three pairs more in your bag.”
The way Mikey says it makes it sound like he knows everything about you.
Mitsuya laughs a little with a kind smile.
Baji Snickers at that and Puts his arm around your shoulder to steady himself on you.
The guy with yellow hair accidentally speaks
“Y/N/N…?”
Everyone looks at him.
She Smiles as he panics because everyone is looking at him.
"That's just a stupid nickname Mikey gave me, My name is Y/N. Who are you?”
“Ah! That's takemitchy! My new friend!”
The Takemitchy or whatever his name was smiles nervously.
She Leans back a little into the arm that baji still has around her neck.
Looking over at the other guy beside ´Takemitchy´ Who looks unbothered.
“You must be Chifuyu, am I right? Baji sent a picture of you when we were discussing friends.”
Chifuyu Gets a little surprised and holds back a smile to look cool.
He gave a quick nod and crossed his arms.
“Well, I'm exhausted. You guys came here on your bikes or did you walk?”
Baji pushes off her shoulder to stand straight.
He grabs one of her bags and carries it behind his back over his shoulder.
he grabs another, throwing it over to Draken who catches it.
“Hey careful there's important stu-”
“We came on the bikes stupid, so we gotta split your bags.”
He walks over to the bikes.
“Smiley, take the bag I'm carrying. She's riding with me.”
Y/N throws her hands up.
“Hell yeah!”
The boy called takemitchy turns to chifuyu with a confused face
Chifuyu runs up to baji by the bikes.
“But, Then who am I riding with? I dont have one yet and I came here with you?”
Baji looks at him and shrugs then hands Nahoya the bag he's carrying.
He doesn't really look like he cares like he usually looks like.
In the end he ended up on the back of souyas bike with an annoyed face.
Takemitchi is very confused by this situation.
Naoto said nothing about a girl named Y/N.
This Woman was a mystery…
He didn't want to be weird and ask questions though…
He was even more confused when he noticed that they were at Mikey's house..?
“Uhm…Mikey? Why are we at your house?”
Takemitchi said with a confused stare.
He looks over at baji who's helping Y/N off his bike.
“Oh, well Y/N is gonna stay at my house until Her dad gets back from work.”
Mikey smiles as he parks his bike.
The twins wave their goodbyes and leave, leaving The seven alone.
The place Y/N’s things inside mikey's room and then Takemichi makes up the courage to finally ask.
“who uhm..? Who are you now again?”
Y/N looks over at him with her small smile.
“Y/N”
She gives a simple answer and he feels embarrassed for making the question seem like that amd when he hears Mitsuyas and bajis small laughs.
Mitsuya pats Takemichis shoulder and sits down beside him.
“Y/N is an old friend, she moved to Another country with her mom some years ago. That's why we met her at the airport.”
Takemichi nods slowly, finally understanding the situation.
That explains why Mikey got so happy when they met her earlier.
Though..? if it was years ago they met her, why did they act so chill like that?
Well Mikey did act chill the first time they met too so maybe it's not that weird.
Baji grabs his phone and scrolls through his camera roll.
He grins and shows Takemichi and Chifuyu an old picture of Y/N.
“That's Y/N the last time we saw her.”
He chuckles with his classic grin.
She had A very ruined and messy braid instead of let out hair.
She had red scars and Looked beat up, But still made a funny face for the picture.
Baji scrolls again and shows a video of her dancing in what Takemichi and chifuyu guesses is her room.
Its a very Fast song and it sounds like Rock.
Baji was the one filming but then Mitsuya goes over with a soda and baji gives him the camera and joins her.
Their headbanging and laughing lots.
“Don't show that! It's embarrassing!”
Y/N Says and tries to grab bajis phone but he laughs and holds it out of her reach.
His other hand holds on her shoulder to hold her off.
“No way! its hilarious!”
He laughs.
Draken shakes his head in disappointment and chifuyu gets ahold of his phone.
“But wait? that looks nothing like her though..? and why is she so beat up in the first picture?”
Y/N who is still tackling with baji looks up.
“I mean how would you know that you picked up the right girl?”
Chifuyu continuous but Y/N Cuts him off as she sits up straight.
“Which girl would willingly go with some random guy who looks like they're in a gang?”
Now Chifuyu got embarrassed slightly.
“but..? What about the scars on your face?”
Baji whos now laying on the ground, leaning his face against his hand and his elbow on the ground speaks up.
“Shes one of tomans founders with us. Actually The reason Draken hates Fighting with women is cause He accidently pushed Y/N too hard once and She fell over onto the road in tokyo. I was there too.”
Chifuyu and Takemichi were surprised at that.
“Wait? i thought that it was because he respect them a lot and cause he promised emm-”
“Promised what?”
Emma cuts him off as she walks into Mikey's room with tea.
“Oh! I thought I heard your voice Y/N. I missed you!”
She puts down the tea drag Y/N with her to the real house.
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Mitsuya Holds his tea and looks at baji.
“Baji, you seemed to act like you see her every day when you met her earlier? What's it been? 3 years? Do you still-”
Baji cuts him off and his grin falls.
“No. No i don't."
Mitsuya nods and Draken stands up.
“Im going to go check on those two, ill be back.”
He then walks out of the garage that is called mikey's room towards the main building.
Mikey then says.
“Y/N doesn't know about kazutora right? Should we tell her? I Mean since Y’know..?”
Mitsuya Sighs a bit, A takes a deep breath and smiles.
“Let's let her be happy for a little while longer, yeah?”
Takemichi leans forward, steadying his elbows on his knees. Who's kazutora now again?
“Kazutora is coming out soon anyways.”
Baji announced still not smiling.
“Still, Y/Ns gonna freak out if she knows hes been locked in without her knowing.”
Mitsuya nods slowly and sips the tea. Mikey did have a point.
"I still suggest we let her be happy. Atleast for a small bit. And if Kazutora is comming out soon then its all Okay right? Plus If she asks why we never told her we could just say she never asked."
Takemitchi tilts his head, and chifuyu copies his movements. Chifuyu had heard from baji about Kazutora before but both males wondered what Y/N had to do with him?
"Who is Kazutora and what does Y/N have to do with him?"
Takemitchi finally asked as his chin rested in his hands. He was so confused about this situation.
"Kazutora is an old founder of toman and a dear friend of ours. Y/N and him was a couple before she moved and they never broke up. Kazutora did something horrible after she left though..and now he's in juvie. He gets out this year though.."
Mitsuya explains setting the tea down softly. Takemichi looks at Mitsuya as he talks and nods.
"What did Kazutora do?"
Mitusya looks at Mikey as if asking if he can tell or not...Mikey looks up at Takemichi.
"He killed someone. Someone very dear to me."
Takemichi's eyes widen and so does Chifuyus. Did Y/N know about this? Probably not..?
"Of course he was very affected by Marias move and really missed her. What he did cannot be blamed on sadness but I believe it was a part of it."
Mitsuya smiles a little as he talks to make the tension lift. Takemichi nods again. Y/N used to be a member off Toman...Tomans only girl too. If Y/N now is back that means she will be a part again right?
"Hey..? Now that Y/N is back does that mean she will join toman again..?"
They all look at him. Baji nods and Mikey shrugs.
"It's her choice, of course."
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Y/N's Dad got off work pretty quickly And Baji Drove her over. Miley and takemichi followed along for fun and Takemichi's jaw almost dropped.
Y/N had a mansion..!? Her house was huge...Was she rich? Damn.
"Thanks for dropping me off guys, I'll see you tommorow?"
Baji grins and Mikey nods.
"Yeah! Baji can pick you up tommorow and we can Hang out."
She smiles brightly at that.
"Okay! It's been a while since I saw the shrine too."
Baji ruffles her hair and chuckles.
"You can come along to the next toman meeting if you Want."
She looks at him surprised But really happy.
"Really!?"
Baji nods and She squeals and jumps a little.
"Thanks! Gotta go now, I'll see you guys tommorow yeah?"
The three guys nodded and waves her goodbye. Takemichi then taps Mikeys shoulder.
"Is she like...Rich?"
Mikey laughs and baji snickers. Mikey looks back at him from his shoulder.
"Yeah? She is, so?"
Takemitchi quickly became defensive.
"N-nothing! I was just surprised.."
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Kazutoras pov:
I got realized a week ago. I've set my plan to end mikey into game. I'm now a part of valhalla...
I'm walking down the alley to see Draken in the big tunnel. What could he possible need to tell me? Probably not to go against Mikey. But that's to late.
"Draken."
I say and my earring jingles with my every step. Draken looks at me with the same face as always.
"Kazutora."
Draken takes a breath before continuing.
"Kazutora, If your planing to go against Mikey then-"
I cut him off with a slight chuckles and I smile.
"Im not planing anything. I'm doing it."
Drakens game darkens and he looks to the side. His braid sways with the wind.
"Y/N is back."
That's all he said, and my smile drops as I hear those words. Is she back? Y/N... He must be lying. I dont believe him and now my mood is ruined. Draken then continues.
"Would you really try to kill him when the woman you love is in town..? How would she see you?"
I bit the inside of my cheek and I feel my anger boiling.
"Shut up..."
A turn to leave and draken calls after me.
"Mikey would give you another chance if you would take it."
I ignore him and continue walking. Was Y/N actually back? No way. Don't fall for his tricks Kazutora. I say to myself.
"Goddammit.."
I walk back to the place I hang out, I dont really own the place. It's abandoned enough for me to stay in.
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Back to normal:
You had been hanging out with The guys for about a week now.
You knew Kazutora was missing, but you didn't ask...You didn't want to pry or anything.
Then baji started distancing himself from mikey and the others.
He still hung out with you but not the others..?
You were hanging out with baji in your room, simply listening to music and just vibing.
Talking about everything and anything.
"Hey baji?"
You say and look at him, he's sitting on the end of your bed with a soft smile. You smile back and bajis heart flutters.
"Mhm yeah?"
He answers and pets your dog who's also laying on your bed.
"Whats happening between you and the guys?"
You tits your head and he looks down at the dog.
"Its complicated. I'm switching gang to valhalla. But its all good. Kazutora is on that side so why can't I?"
Your eyes widen slightly and Your head is straight again. Did he just say Kazutora? Finally someone talks about him...but wait what? Hes in another gang..? Since when?
"Wait kazu is in another gang..? Since when?"
Baji sighs, he doesnt want to be the one who tell you all this. You can feel your heart beating faster.
What had happend to Kazutora..? Sure he never tried to contact you like the others but you didnt think anything had happend.
Baji started to explain everything for you, Word after word gave you another shock. Kazutora had been in juvie? No matter how much you asked baji didnt tell you why. Your heart pounded so loud...This was a really big shock...
"He just got our and now he's in a gang called valhalla."
Baji said calmly as he pets your dog, not meeting your gaze, it was desperate...Of course you still love Kazutora...Why wouldnt you be? Its not like You ever lost those feelings.
"Wait so...Your leaving toman to be in a gang with Kazutora cause he did something and just got out of juvie? Why cant he just join toman again?"
You were confused. This made no sense.
"Thats somewhat on the right track. Kazutora chose not to join toman again...Some stuff happend, alright? Stop asking so much. The less you know the better it is."
You feel the bed shift as Baji gets of the bed. He didnt want to tell you too much, he didn't want this to affect you in anyway possible...He looks back at you.
"Im going, see you."
You scramble to get off the bed too. Your dog reacting with a jolt and looks around confused since it was so cuddled up.
"What? Why?"
Grabs his bag and carrying it over his shoulder.
"Gotta get home, before my mom gets mad. You know ill never hear the end of it otherwise."
You nod slowly and understand his point. Then you remember something and hurries over to your desk. You open a drawer and dig around in it. You got what you searched for and held it up.
"Whats that?"
Baji says, He didnt mean for it to come out like he was annoyed. He was never annoyed with you.
"A necklace, duh."
You walk up to him and hands it to him. He feels the cold metal of the necklace against his warm palm.
"Give this to kazu will you?"
He frowns but nods, how annoying. It's a necklace with a symbol on it for good luck... He puts it in his pocket and gives you a small wave then leaves.
You really hope Kazutora gets your gift...Does he even know your back? Probably not.
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Baji,s pov:
I held the necklace in my hand as I sit on my bed in my room.
Im annoyed. Im irritated. Why does she still love him...And not me..? Of course im happy for their love but im not.. I wanna burn the necklace...what if I just...dont give it to him?
He probably wont believe that its from her. Goddammit...Why is it so complicated to give him something from her?
I let out a long sigh and close my hand around the necklace. I lay down and and stare up at my ceiling.
What's wrong with me?
The next day I meet up with Kazutora again. I have to do this...Kazutora smiles as he sees me.
"Bajii"
I grin to hide my emotions and A small nod as a 'wassup'
"Yo, Kazutora."
Kazutora chuckles and we lean on the railing. Then I remember the necklace....Shit..I take a breath and reach down in my pocket. I hold it out and push it against his chest.
"Here."
Kazutora's eyes widen and he tilts his head.
"You got me a necklace?"
He asks confused, He didnt look very fond of it.
"What? No, Its from Y/n. Not me."
I freeze when I see Kazutora Grabs it and throws it as far as he can. The necklace is gone..just like that? I'm shocked as fuck but I hide it behind a bored face.
"Hm, guess you didn't like it."
I try to act calm and like I dont care when I actually do. Kazutora turns his head to me and I can see in his eyes that he's annoyed.
"Y/n isn't back. Stop trying to make it seem that way. It's annoying."
Now it's my turn to tilts my head and raise my eyebrow.
"What?"
Kazutora looks in the direction he threw the Necklace. How he wanted to believe that you were back, he truly did. But not once in three years did he receive a letter or anything. She just moved...and that was betrayal to him.
"She's not here. she's not coming back either."
I have to hold back a laugh at that. What is this nonsense he's talking about.
"Whatever you say, man."
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Your pov again:
Your walking down the street when you see the two boys you seen with your friends when they picked you up from the airport.
You walk over to them, The boy you remember as chifuyu has bruises and lots of bandages. The other guy who you remember as 'takemitchy' looked shaken up and he has bruised knuckles.
Well by this you got the wrong idea...
"Hey! Takemitchy was it? The hell did you do to him?"
Takemitchy turns to see you with An umbrella, it's raining a bit. He got Confused and looks around.
"Y/n?"
Chifuyu asks also confused.
"Why do you both look confused? Did you hit chifuyu Eh?"
Now your getting irritated, who beats up their own friends? Chifuyu then understands and starts laughing.
"You thought Takemitchy beat me up?"
Takemitchys eyes widen and he starts to understand.
"Nah this guy can't beat up anyone, well except this tire that's supposed to be a swing not a punching bag."
Chifuyu clears, He leans back a bit and Takemitchy looks offended then embarrassed.
"Wait so...? Who beat you up?"
Chifuyu looks off to the side, Clearly unsure about telling you.
"Baji-kun did."
Takemitchy says with ease. Chifuyu refuses to look at them. You don't really believe that. From your view they seemed kinda close.
"No way. I thought baji and you were close..? Why would he-"
Chifuyu cut you off, He looks at you and smiles.
"Dont worry, baji San only did it cause he needed to get in to Valhalla. He didnt mean it, plus I believe he has a plan."
You tilt your head to the side, What the actual fuck are they talking about? Baji had a plan? Plan for what? What's going on?
"A plan for what? What plan? Did I miss something?"
This was all so confusing. What was chifuyu talking about? And why did baji even go into the rival gang? Its not like him...
Takemitchi looks just as awkward and confused as you. He didnt really know what Chifuyu was talking about but he knew mikey said he would kill him if he didnt get baji back (He obviously wouldnt)
"Well..."
Chifuyu and takemitchi shared a stare. If Chifuyu was gonna explain this he would have to explain it in a way that didnt give Takemitchi off as a timeleeper.
What if he just said that kisaki gave him bad vibes? Would that pass? This was giving him a headache, and not only from getting beat up earlier.
"I think baji did it to go against kisaki. Kisaki is giving off a bad vibe and-"
He tried to make it sound like a good enough reason while still not giving away to much info. You werent supposed to be in this mess. Now that the two think about it, they shouldnt have told you at all. But you cut off their train of thoughts.
"Are you sure? Because baji told me it was cause Kazutora was back in town. Baji and kazu were very close back then. So its not a surprise."
You shrug, not finding the situation that bad. Sure, it's a little weird, but not that bad. Baji was acting protective of the information about why and other things. But he had the right to have his secrets. Chifuyu nods, feeling confident.
"Im sure! Me and takemitchi can talk to him before the war"
He didn't even think that he just gave you free info. The war between valhalla and toman...? Why would he change teams just a while before the war?
"War...?"
Part two???
Tit pic for homework?
Tokyo revengers × Y/n texting
Part two is on my page.
Hakkai Shiba:
Shuji hanma:
Mitsuya takashi:
Ken Ryuguji:
“30 days with Baji“
Part 2. D10 - D19
part 1 | part 3 | Final part