“ im adiccted to you
dont ya know that your toxic “
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“ im adiccted to you
dont ya know that your toxic “
call me deshi | 2006 | she/her | entp | kazutora’s wife
about me

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Thinking about Kazutora and how his earring would jingle every time he thrust into you. You're so conditioned that when you hear a little bell that sounds like his, you look around to see if he's there, rubbing your thighs together, without fail, with great frustration when you don't see him. You're always so sad when it's just a toy and not your man.
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“yeah you were scarred”
. “and yeah i felt good”
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cw-> jelous! kazutora, toxic! kazutora, second timeline, valhalla, slight violence, bones breaking, choking, spanking, slut shaming
TWO years ago you never would have thought you'd be here, an abandoned arcade crowded with delinquents. In the heart of Valhalla, the headless angel, with the arm of a killer wrapped snugly around your waist. The arm of your lovely, more than slightly deranged boyfriend. Kazutora Hanemiya.
You briefly thought of the first time you saw him, on the news. Cuffed and being pulled away from a bike shop. “Robbery gone wrong” read the title. You remembered the fear that raked through your body when you realized that such a crime only happened a few blocks away from your house.
Your thoughts unraveled as you heard your name being called. Arai, one of Kazutora's ‘most trusted’ subordinates calling out your name, and Chiba, who introduced you to your beloved boyfriend waving at you.
A smile pulled onto your face as you waved back. You had been friends with the duo far before they got involved in this world. You considered them family. And you hated the way Kazutora treated them, and you hated the way they never fought back to him, loyalty never wavering.
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How would he react to you asking him to catch a spider?
Including: Manjiro Sano, Ryuguji Ken, Baji Keisuke, Haruki Hayashida, Mitsuya Takashi, Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Chifuyu Matsuno, Shinichiro Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya

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am i the only one who HATES character x bimbo reader
like the fic can have my favourite tags but in the moment i see bimbo reader im out
“bimbo/dumb reader” who is we?
have you ever done aegyo with your life on the line
⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ sending rindou nudes while he’s out with his friends . .
rindou been out with his friends all day and it’s safe to say he’ll be out all night as well.
you didn’t mind him hanging out with his friends but damnit, you really did miss him. luckily, you knew the trick to bringing him home to you and it took a few pictures to do so.
first, you took a picture with his shirt on — rindou loved when you would wear his over sized tee with no panties on. it really got him riled up and some more. then you took off the tee and posed naked in the mirror, snapping a few pictures of yourself and immediately sending them to your boyfriend.
rindou felt his phone do multiple vibrations in his pocket. he pulls out his phone and see the messages are from you.
he smiles upon seeing your name on the screen. he unlocks his phone and sees something he wasn’t expecting to see at all.
you: 5 Attachments.
you: i miss you <3
you: hurry up and come home!
rin: u just took those?
you: yes ;)
rin: omw rn
rindou then put his phone back in his pocket after sending you that last message. “gotta bounce, fellas..” he said, getting up from his seat and stretching.
“aw, man!” shion pouted, “you’re so lame, man!”
rindou chuckled, “i’ll come back if it’s not to late. but i highly doubt she’ll let me back out the house.”
“she? you mean your girl?!” shion asked and rindou nodded his head.
“i knew it!” sanzu cackled, “i see why now you were smiling at your phone and breathing like a dog in heat. she sent you something perverted, didn’t she!?”
“how about you mind your business for once!” rindou spat, turning around and heading for the exit.
“so she did?!” shion asked, “i mean, you aren’t denying it or anything.”
rindou rolled his eyes, “like i said, mind your business.” he said as he walked out of the building.
twenty minutes or so has passed and rindou still wasn’t home. you began to get worried until you heard your bedroom doorknob twist . . it was rindou walking in and he looked more scrumptious than usual tonight and you wasn’t complaining.
you jumped off the bed and ran to him, “hey! i was getting worr—” he cuts you off by smashing his lips against yours, sloppily kissing you. his large hands going underneath the over sized tee to tease and squeeze your boobs.
rindou breaks away from the kiss, “do you have any idea how hard it was to keep my composure while in front of the guys?!” he asked, now nibbling on your earlobe and neck.
“so you did like ‘em?” you asked, melting from his touch.
“hell yeah! i loved them! shit made me so hard..!” rindou rips off the shirt and kisses your bare chest and boobs, his warm tongue attached to your nipple, causing you to squeal.
rindou then picks you up and throws you on the bed, standing over your naked form as he takes off his shirt, showing off his tattoo on his chest. “i love this tattoo s’ much!” you murmured.
rindou leans down to your level. “yeah..?”
you nodded your head, “yeah..” your fingertips lingering on his chest and stomach, feeling up the muscles on his body.
“i’m going to fuck you real good.. bet you’ll love that even more.”
Imagine Tora/sanzu giving reader a tummy bulge and pushing down on her womb 🤤🤤🤤
imagine HANEMIYA KAZUTORA who’s panting like a damn dog over you, his every breath hot ’nd brushing against each sensitive point across the structure of your face. his cock is stuffed so damn deep into your tummy that it’s almost uncomfortable; emphasis on almost.
but it’s so wonderfully deep, on the verge of discomfort but at the edge of perfection with each little spurt of his hips diving ’nd smacking against yours with loud slaps.
the view he got with this, to see the tears in your rolled-back eyes forming with each rut of his hips into your own, his lips turning upwards as he licked a long stripe up the contoure of your inner thighs, placed on his shoulders.
his lips, mockingly smiling at the pathetic sight in front of him, twitched with each push of his girth inside your gummy walls, tip repeatedly hitting your g-spot witheach thrust. he tried so deeply to hide the sensitivity of his own pleasures ’nd keep his ’dominant side’ showing.
but his eyes were unfocused, blurring almost obscenely for the way they focused directly on the little bulge in your tummy, aligning in perfect shape of his cock slicing through you.
“p-prettyyyy.. pretty girl,” he whispered, words breathless against your skin ’nd sending shivers down your arched-up spine. his palm, once holding your leg was long forgotten, but now pushing down ’nd rubbing that pretty bulge in your tummy, only causing more tears ’nd whiny moans to spill.
“t-tooraa—” a long, drawn-out moan of his name—the shortened, cute version of his name—spilling past your lips like a symphony. seeing him so dazed on the shape of his own cock piercing through your skin was a mixture of mesmerizing and arousing more at once.
just the way his index ’nd middle finger drew stuck together, the ridges of his palms rubbing firmly against the bulge created in your womb had you spacing out, mind numbingly focused solely on how good it felt to have him so damn deep.
“so- so damn pretty, god, you’re beautiful.” he leaned down, his entire hand pushing pressure down on that cute little bulge as he pressed his lips against yours, feeling each movement of his dick with each ’nd every rock of his hips against his hand.
“t-tormmph..” it was like you had forgotten the purpose your words came out as you felt the curve of his lips against yours—curved upwards in a messy smile as his tongue hungrily found your own, exploring every crevice and leaving nothing left unexplored.
“jus’ be quiet...” he muttered lowly against your lips, his eyes blinking open slowly to admire that fucked-out, pleasure strucken look on your face. god, you were so pretty to him like this, his pretty girl. ♡
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ᥫ᭡. @sephiquehearts | guys i finally posted smth :(( i hate this though lowkey but i didn’t know how to continue it so i just left it there
it seems the key was not to peek through the locks ꗃ

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[🐚]: what happened in the latest chapters ⤴︎
It makes me so sad that the tokyo revengers fandom is actually death and i barely find blogs who still post new fics about tr
like when i find a blog who still writes for tokyo revengers it feels like this:
Get to know me !!
fandoms im in…
tokyo revengers | blue lock | gachiakuta | chainsaw man | jujutsu kaisen | my hero academia
some of my interest and thing i love…
fashion | fanfiction | editing | music | complex chacters | pink | rhytmic gimnastics | cinema | anime | writting | laughing |
things i hate…
disrespects | peapole who’s mean for no reason | BUGS | spicy food | ai | boredom
dni if your…
racist | homophobic | transphobic | hater of any of my fandoms
favourite character in each of my fandoms…
kaiser & sae | rudo & amo | denji & asa | kazutora & mikey | yuta & kashimo | dabi & tamaki
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i post the firsts things that pops up in my mind | ask to be moots | that’s all <3
I like to imagine what kind of tik toks Shinichiro would make with his friends if he was real rn. I'm sure Shinichiro would have made Takeomi, Wakasa, and Benkei make a cringe (in his opinion cool) video with him "every friend group has" BUT I CAN'T DECIDE WHO WOULD BE WHO
Benkei: the fighter
Wakasa: the shy
Takeomi: the freaky
Shinichiro: the rizzler
But it feels like Shinichiro fits all the options😭✌🏻

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It makes me so sad that the tokyo revengers fandom is actually death and i barely find blogs who still post new fics about tr
like when i find a blog who still writes for tokyo revengers it feels like this:
𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 ᯓ✩
──★ ˙🧷 ̟ !!
ᡣ𐭩 ft: rindou haitani x f!reader
ᡣ𐭩 summary: it was supposed to be simple — a fake relationship to make your toxic ex finally back off. but then you went and tested the temper of your ‘fake’ delinquent boyfriend. and the thing about rindou??? he doesn’t fake his jealousy. not when it ends with you pinned to his couch, lips swollen & marked up like his personal masterpiece. (wc: 3.2k words)
ᡣ𐭩 cw: minors dni, nsfw, fake dating trope, technically fwb-to-lovers, complicated feelings, p0rn with plot (so no, it’s not just “straight to the smut”), jealousy, eventual smut, rough sex, degradation, overstimulation, fingering, lipstick kink, possessiveness, oral (m! receiving), slight angst
ᡣ𐭩 notes: rindou lovers, this one’s for you 😋 this idea hit me out of nowhere and i knew i had to write it ASAP. it’s got fake dating, jealousy, and rindou being a menace in the best possible way. enjoyyy <33
you were the one who asked him first. not because you liked him, but because you were in a desperate situation. and rindou… well, he didn’t exactly say no either. it started after your toxic ex-boyfriend wouldn’t leave you alone even though you’d told him for the nth time that you weren’t getting back together with him. he kept calling, texting, even showing up at your house and begging for “one last chance.” — you were completely sick of it.
you knew the only way he’d finally back off was, if he believed that you were completely unavailable. so what better way to prove it than by fake dating an infamous delinquent??? after all, rindou haitani wasn’t just anyone, he had a whole reputation. your ex surely wouldn’t stand a chance against someone like him, and you knew it.
the haitani brothers were infamous for throwing the wildest parties. they had that brand of danger, girls knew they should’ve avoid but somehow couldn’t resist. despite all the rumors and how chaotic they seemed, they were actually pretty chill once you got to know them. especially the younger one: rindou. you’d accidentally bumped straight into him at a mutual friend’s party — heels too high, hallway too dark, and your drink still half-full when you turned the corner too fast. the heel of your left shoe twisted beneath you as you stumbled, sending a sharp jolt up your ankle. you winced, clutching onto the nearest surface (which just so happened to be his hoodie), hissing out a “fuck—” under your breath.
before you could fall, his hands caught your arms, firm but surprisingly gentle. “whoa... you good??” his voice carried that usual lazy drawl — but his brows furrowed when he noticed you weren’t putting weight on one foot.
you let out a breathy laugh, already wincing — embarrassment prickling hot up your neck. “y-yeah but i think... i might’ve just twisted my ankle.”
to your surprise, he didn’t walk away or tell you to suck it up. he actually helped you out the entire night; got you an ice pack, made sure you were sitting somewhere comfortable, even stayed next to you while the party raged on. he literally took care of you — and even when the night ended, he was the one who called the ride and made sure you got home safe.