fall for my hypnosis

requested by — anon

tw / degradation, humiliation, just basically jyuto being evil under the covers… if you know what i mean

[ i can’t add a cut because i’m on mobile right now so n/sfw content below! ]

in my opinion, i feel like jyuto is very sadistic in bed and enjoys using his s/o to his hearts content. toying around with them until they’re on the verge of tears, he loves their choked moans and whines, and he’d especially love it more knowing his submissive s/o enjoys being used and teased.

he’s the type to enjoy seeing you humiliated, whether it be in public or not. jyuto enjoys pda, nothing too much, but seeing you with red and hot cheeks after he presses a kiss to your forehead is one of his favorite sights.

jyuto would tease you by constantly making sexual innuendos around you. he would then proceed to mock you further for being so lewd minded. this man really has no shame at all.

the fact that you enjoy his teasing — jyuto will use that to his advantage during sex, as he especially loves humiliating his s/o. he enjoys the power he has over them. he’ll handcuff you to the bed posts naked and will take pictures of you, only for him to see of course. he’ll call you all sorts of names ranging from pet names to insults.

“ah… look at you, all laid out and vulnerable for me. you’re this wet/hard already? just from this? tsk, and i haven’t even started yet. how embarrassing, no?”

would either tease you by degrading you or praising you until you’re flustered.

loves orgasm denial and making you beg for him. jyuto won’t let you cum unless you’re a crying mess that can think about nothing but releasing. he’ll also take photos of you in that state.

has a lot of stamina, so you both would probably go for a few rounds before he’s satisfied. he’s not letting you rest until you’re truly worn out, with your tear stained cheeks, drooping eyelids and sore legs.

jyuto would also make you sit in between his legs as he pleasures you down there. his slender fingers rubbing your clit/stroking your cock as he whispers praises in your ears until you can’t take it anymore. you’re putty in his hands.

and of course, aftercare!! he would hold you in his arms as the both of you calm down from whatever you did before. jyuto would stroke your hair lovingly and would either wipe you down or run you a bath while praising you, telling you how good you were for him, how proud he is of you and how much he loves you.

no matter how rough or soft jyuto is with you in bed, aftercare will always be a must.

in conclusion, if you like being teased or used in bed until the point of tears with great aftercare afterwards, jyuto is your man!

“well, it’s not that i don’t want to…”

saburo’s flustered, not knowing what to say or respond. date? he’s never been on any of those before! his eyes cast downwards as you patiently await his response.

“of course we can!”

sasara is used to being recognized on the streets. from his mad comic dialogue days to now, it always makes his day when he’s greeted by a fan. he’s as enthusiastic as them, shooting you a toothy grin as he poses.

“ah you’re shaking a lot are you? please, don’t be nervous!” sasara attempts to calm you down. “c’mon, here, i’ll take the picture.” he gingerly takes your phone from your hands as he snaps a few photos.

“i’m afraid that you’re wrong, my dear.”

jakurai’s voice is calm and soothing as he wraps his arms around your smaller frame. he rubs circles into your back in an attempt to soothe you, lavender locks falling around the both of you like a curtain.

“do not think so lowly of yourself. what has brought this on?” jakurai asks, pulling away to get a good look at your face. “you are free to tell me anything that plagues your mind. you mean the entire universe to me, my dear.” his scent wraps around you and you feel like melting in it. you feel a bit dizzy, even, but honestly, you could stay in jakurai’s arms forever.

“n-no… i’m so sorry… i-i can’t…” doppo mumbles in shame, unable to meet your gaze. he’s ashamed, he knows all of this is wrong. he knows that once hifumi and sensei find out he’s done for. they’ll be disgusted by his actions and sensei’ll kick him out of matenrou and hifumi would never want to be his friend ever again and—

his thoughts are interrupted as he snaps back to reality. doppo’s straddling you on your bed, your wrists seized in his hand as he restrains you from moving. he doesn’t want to do this, but he has to. he has to protect you. how could he ever rest not knowing what you were up to? what if you were in danger.

“i-i’m sorry, i’m s-so sorry,” he mumbles as he pulls out a damp cloth. doppo wishes that there were other ways to do this, but he has no choice. he presses it against your mouth and nose, feeling your body go limp under him as you inhale the chemical.

“you didn’t have to do that, you know.”

jyushi’s voice is soft, slightly shaking. they come out in timid mumbles as you patch his injuries up in the infirmary.

“n-now you’re in trouble, and it’s my fault… s-seriously… you didn’t have to do any of that,” jyushi whimpers as you press a cotton ball soaked with antiseptic to his cheek. you pay no mind to his words, continuing to fix his injuries. they weren’t as bad, you’ve seen worse. and the thought of that made your blood boil with anger.

“i-it’s okay—”

“jyushi,” you say sternly, your eyes meeting cyan ones that bubbled up with tears. “it isn’t okay, jyushi. people shouldn’t throw you around like you’re nothing. i know you don’t have the guts to defend yourself and— and that’s fine. that’s perfectly fine. but that’s why i’m here to help you, jyushi. i’m here to defend you and fix you and we can get through this together.”

his bottom lip quivers as those words leave your lips. you quickly pull him into a hug as he sobs his eyes out, burying himself in your neck. he’s getting your uniform wet, but you couldn’t care less. you card your fingers through his hair, letting him release all that pent up emotion in him. it’s the least you could do.

“mm… i— i already called a lawyer and all…” jyushi mumbles as his sobs died down, “m-maybe it can all stop after this and e-everything will get better…”

you smile at his words as he pulls away to face you. grabbing his cheeks, you go “that’s my boy!” and his face flushes a familiar shade of pink, a shade that you loved seeing on him. “now, i have to go… u-um…!” jyushi pulls you in another hug as you attempt to stand up and whines.

“jyushi… i’m sorry… but if you wait for me, i’m sure—”

“no,” jyushi cuts you off stubbornly. “i-i don’t wanna be alone… i don’t w-wanna wait for you alone…” you frown at his sad tone, but light up again as an idea comes to you.

“then you can join me, jyushi,” you suggest, “but it’ll probably tarnish your record too. if you don’t, then you can just stay here—”

“no, no. i’ll come with you. i got you in trouble, right?” you open your mouth to argue, but you know that jyushi won’t hear it. so you only offer him a smile, and take his hand in yours, a reminder that he’s never alone and you’ll be helping him through this tough time.

requested by — @theknightssecrets

tw / stalking

if you happened to be ichiro’s darling, you’re in luck! he’s one of the most caring yanderes out of the cast and is gentle too… as gentle as a yandere can get.

however, everyone’s resident big brother is unfortunately very clingy. he won’t abduct you and keep you in his home because he already has to take care of his siblings, but that doesn’t mean that he won’t track you down, hacking into your phone to see who you’re texting and talking to…

his brothers notice his strange behavior over time. it’s obvious that their dear ichinii is in love! while they’re skeptical of you at first, it doesn’t take much for jiro and saburo to warm up to you, welcoming their new neesan/niisan.

ichiro knows his behavior is wrong. he’s watched enough anime to know whats gotten into him! yet… it feels so right to know that you get home safe every night, watching you in the shadows like some sort of protector.

the world is dangerous… ichiro doesn’t want you getting hurt! he has a reason to lurk in these shadows, watching your every move, making sure that nothing ever happens to you. and he especially does not want you anywhere near a certain snow haired male and his crew.

other than being an obsessive stalker, he’s actually a very sweet boy! he’s easy to fluster, and you get to see a softer, less mature version of him. ichiro never had time to grow up, afterall, but some part of you made him feel his age.

he’s sweet. very sweet, very affectionate. you’re a familiar face to the yamadas now, often dropping by their house to spend time with ichiro.

the two of you probably meet at a bookstore, reaching for the last manga on the shelf. it’s cliché, really. like a shoujo manga, and ichiro had always dreamed of having a shoujo manga-like teenage romance. only if his teen years weren’t robbed by delinquency and growing up too fast…

ichiro isn’t going to let this chance slip away. you’re adorable, he thinks, with your red cheeks and wide eyes once you recognize him. ichiro yamada, former member of the dirty dawg and current leader of ikebukuro’s buster bros. and here you are in a bookstore touching hands because you reach for the same manga copy…

“ah, you like this one, too? it’s a classic!” he grins at you and you feel your heart skip a beat. no way, and now he’s talking to you!

“u-um… yeah! it’s a favorite of mine… i read it online before, but i wanted to get a physical copy,” you explain, and soon ichiro and you converse for hours. he takes you out for coffee and walks you home. he’s sweet, you think.

you both exchange numbers and you spend all night talking to him. though little do you know, the closer you two get, he breaks more boundaries. from stalking you, constantly following you in the shadows to acquiring your personal information through hacking. who knows, one day he’ll break into your home and steal some of your possessions, maybe something like your clothing…

but ichiro wouldn’t do that? he’s too sweet… or, that’s what you think.

“AGH! GET OFF ME!” kuko yells, without getting a good look of your face. once he realizes who you are, amber hues widen and his cheeks flush with a shade of pink.

“oh… its you. sorry,” he mumbles and his eyebrows furrow seeing you pout. “c’mon… i’m sorry! i missed ya too! i thought that you were someone tryin’ to attack me!” kuko apologizes in panic, not liking it when you’re upset.

“babe, i still don’t get it. what’s the difference between their and they’re?” jiro asks for the nth time. the both of you sat in his room while you helped tutor him as exams were near. you both were making… some progress, you could say.

“okay, jiro,” you began to explain. “their is a possessive determiner. it’s usually associated with people.”

jiro groans. he doesn’t understand at all.

“fine, fine. here’s an example sentence.” you pointed to him. “if someone were to talk about you and your brothers, they would say, ‘that is ichiro. he is jiro and saburo’s older brother.’, but ‘jiro and saburo’ can also be replaced with ‘their’. so, the sentence can also be ‘that is ichiro. he is their older brother.’, you get it?”

jiro blinks owlishly at you. “i think i do…?”

you only shake your head. “nevermind that, then. let’s move on. so they’re is just short for they are. are you with me?” jiro nods, and you continue. “okay, so. if someone were to talk about you and your brothers, they would say they are from buster bros’, which could be shortened to ‘they’re from buster bros.’ instead.”

“why do you keep on talking about me and my brothers?” jiro asks.

“my brothers and i,” you corrected him. “and also, it’s to help you understand better, okay?”

jiro only sighs. his head hurts. “haven’t we been studying for too long already? i wanna take a nap. all this english talk is makin’ me sleepy.”

well, he had a point. and he’s looking at you with those puppy eyes, too. who are you to say no to him?

“fine. we can nap… i’ll set an alarm though.” jiro only smiles in triumph as you sit on his lap, his arms wrapped around your figure. you bury your head in his neck and the two of you fall asleep in eachothers arms.